Story 4 #6
Ashe, after the events of the previous day, had taken it upon herself to show up late for no particular reason than to make Dr. Longpole sweat it out.
The kind of game women often enjoy playing – seeing if they can mentally destroy a man and reduce him to mere rubble, nothing but a worn-out husk of the bright, shining star he used to be.
That is when a girl can feel truly satisfied…
at which point, she will move on to find another man and try repeating the process.
Carrying on in this fashion, until she can meet the one man who will not put up with her nonsense.
This strong fellow isn’t bothered by her ignoring him, oh no, sir!
In fact, she ends up chasing him. Only to be used up like a cheap-whore after spreading her legs…
then posting on the internet about how no good men exist.
Ms. Plumpkins checked her phone, hoping to see a message from the doctor.
Nothing.
Damnit, she muttered, thinking her hand may have been overplayed. Dr. Longpole did have an attractive wife and plenty of other female options. Still, it was worth the gamble. She simply had to know if Dr. Longpole was the one.
“Hello?” Ashe spoke to the room.
Nothing.
“Ms. Fatbum?” She called out.
No answer.
“Anyone? …Dr.?” Her hopeful voice said.
The lights were on, yet no one appeared to be present.
“In here!” A masculine voice, one she recognized instantly, shouted.
It came from Dr. Longpole’s office.
“Doctor?” Ashe repeated in a worried tone, inching her way to the door of his private room.
Her feet moved along like those of a ninja, hoping not to make a single bit of sound. Something ominous lurked around the corner. That much she could sense. A terrible disaster had taken place here…
“Doctor?” She said, pushing open the door.
Something red, low down on the floor, caught her eye. A flower petal of some kind, most likely a rose, given the hue and shape. These led in a path, directing Ashe’s eyes to the center of the room – where… dear god! Could it be true! No…
“Doctor… LONGPOLE!!” Ashe shrieked, her mouth dropping wide open at the sight.
“I’ve been here, waiting for you,” the man said in the sultriest of tones.
Sure enough, there he was. The doctor managed to somehow move one of the examination tables into his office. Not only that, but he’d connected the stirrups as well. And not only that… he was in them!
And not only that… he was naked, aside from his white doctor’s coat!
Yes, you read that right – Dr. Longpoke was sitting on the exam table, his feet stuck in the stirrups, and his hard cock standing at attention!
The very same pole he stroked at in a loving, yet frenzied fashion.
Who knows how long the man had been waiting there in such an unusual position.
And better yet, how long had his cock been rigid?
! Judging by the load of pre-cum that gushed from his manhood, you’d have to guess he’d been at this a good, long while.
Speaking of lengthy – that was perhaps what Ashe gasped about most.
The sheer size of his member! Thick, pretty, with a visible vein or two, and lots of grabbing room, that was for sure!
This was the first time Ashe spotted one of these things in person, but she intuitively knew not all of them could be this large.
“For me?” She lunged ahead, not waiting to receive an answer.
“For you….” Dr. Longpole moaned, feeling her tongue contact the head of his cock.
A frenzied shot of carnal thirst overtook the girl, removing any sign of ration or reason from her body. Nothing but pure, unadulterated lusty cravings remained!
“Oh, doctor!” She whimpered, already placing both hands on his impressive shaft.
But, the thickness of the man’s penis prevented her from encircling her fingers around the meaty object.
After shaking her pretty head in disbelief, the virgin set about doing what she’d seen done in the adult movies – sliding her hands up and down, licking and kissing the head of his dick.
“Oh, you dirty animal!” Longpole grunted, trying to pull his knees together when she contacted the sensitive part of his weiner. However, the stirrups stopped him from moving, and so Ashe carried on with the tempting act.
And for being an unskilled virgin, the woman sure seemed to be pleasuring the man of medicine quite well! The way his body squirmed, his ass clenched, his teeth gritted, and the cock throbbed. Staring on at his dream girl gliding her hands along his dick.
“What a delight this is!” Dr. Longpole gushed, both from his mouth and his willy. “Your smooth hands on my big cock… You look so natural putting me into your mouth.”
“Thank you, sir!” She mumbled with a mouthful of shaft.
The man’s large nuts hung low, perhaps due to the heat in the room. Whatever the reason, they were being a little too neglected for Longpole’s taste.
“Don’t forget the balls now, girl,” he chastised her.
“Sorry, sir, how could I ever ignore these beautiful things?” Ashe replied, cupping one hand around the two items.
“Oh! Oh! Easy there!” Dr. Longpole yelped.
You see, Ashe had made the mistake most all virgins make, and even some seasoned sluts as well. That of gripping the gonads too tightly! You’re not trying to pop them, ladies! A gentle, soothing hand massaging at the testicles does wonders to enhance a man’s sexual experience.
Here, with Dr. Longpole, his was no different once Ashe became coached on how hard she needed to squeeze.
“Ah, ah not so tight… Yes, a little harder… A little bit tighter… Yes!” The doctor hollered, nearly jumping from the table.
Such soft, supple hands… caressing and cradling the balls so carefully, while her other hand pumped the shaft.
The girl’s mouth remained unused for moment, as she leaned back a little to take in the spectacle of his magical cock!
If Ashe had a third hand, it would surely be rubbing at her clit…
watching the beauty of Dr. Longpole’s remarkable rod.
It defied belief for the young virgin – that she might actually be the one stroking him!
Those were her hands working up and down the lengthy cock.
And, every so often, the doctor might do an extra squirm or wiggle in his chair – Ashe knew this meant a load of pre-cum was sure to follow. Right she was!
“Mmmm!” Ashe bit her lower lip, diving forward with that greedy tongue extended to lick up the clear, somewhat salty liquid.
Such a powerful, dominating man… allowing himself to be cared for and nurtured, sexually mind you, by this plump lass.
Just as Dr. Longpole mentioned – he’d been waiting there for her to arrive.
Not Fatbum, not his wife, not anyone else.
Only for her. And there he was, on the table with an erection the size of Texas, ready and waiting for his chosen woman to slurp and awkwardly jerk the thing.
The two became lost in this thrilling world of sensuality… exploring their bodies, captivating their minds, and connecting their hearts.
“Take that mouth off me, you dirty little girl,” Dr. Longpole barked. “You’ve had enough fun with this for now… We better get onto the main course, but first…”
“Oh, please sir!” She whined, watching him dismount the table.
“You must wear this,” Dr. Longpole said, grabbing a black blindfold from his desk.
“Ok, sir!” Came her reply, holding still as the man shrouded her in darkness.
“Now,” he began, taking hold of her hand. “Do you trust me, Ashe Plumpkins?”
“With all my heart,” she nodded.
“Then follow me, and I’ll deliver everything your heart, and pussy, desires.”
***
The pair walked a good distance. Going through a doorway here, a hallway there, over and over until Ashe lost count of the twists and turns – all the while being guided by the handsome man of medicine. The blindfold did its job, ensuring Ashe possessed no way of knowing where she was.
“Hehe,” the girl giggled. “Where are we going, doctor?”
“To fulfill your grandest dreams and dirty wishes, my little gumdrop!” He replied.
With that, they came to a stop. In what room, she couldn’t be sure. And in truth, it didn’t matter. One area was good as the next to get fucked in, she figured. So long as his delectable dick managed to get crammed inside a few of her openings!
“Careful now, Miss Plumpkins, careful now…”
He cautioned the virgin, directing her to what felt like a couch or heavily cushioned chair of some sort.
A type of chaise perhaps. It was on this chaise the girl was positioned, being placed on her knees and told to crawl forward, until her ass stuck high into the air.
“I love doggystyle,” Dr. Longpole grunted. “And you look so good in it… Knees are fine?”
“Yes!” Ashe chirped, adoring the fact her hunk of a man found her body so enticing.
The fact her butt felt so vulnerable and exposed in this position didn’t seem to bother the woman. She kind of liked it, truth be told. Being on display. Being worshiped. Not to mention, about to be fucked!
“Let me taste you again, just before I take your virginity…” The doctor moaned, already dropping to his knees behind the girl.
With no hesitation at all, he placed his face right beneath Ashe’s skirt, until his nose pressed against that incredible puckerhole.
That meant the man’s mouth and tongue found their way to Ashe’s tantalizing pussy.
Again, the panties were not pulled to the side.
Dr. Longpole simply rubbed his face up and down her crack – going from clit to asshole and back again.
Wanting to cram his entire being inside of the BBW’s body!
“What a smell…” He moaned. “What a taste! Already so wet, again?”
“Sucking your cock got me wetter than I’ve ever been,” she quipped, as those alluring eyes rolled to the back of her head upon feeling his mouth bump her pleasure button.
Soon, his hands drifted to Ashe’s thick thighs. There he squeezed, massaged and kneaded at her muscles. In time, gripping the front of her legs for extra leverage, as he pulled the girl rearward. Then, there came a muffled talking from the doctor.
“What?” Ashe asked in a panic, afraid to miss a single word from the sex maniac.