I’m a young, single doctor in a small southern town. In fact, I’m the only doctor in town, which keeps me very busy and gives me the opportunity to meet almost everyone in town eventually.
Of course, I see the young and old alike. They come in with very vague complaints, usually a headache or stomach ache, but never anything that I can test for or diagnose. I’ve heard rumors around town that the young ladies think I’m hot and they come in just to get alone with me, hoping I’ll make a pass at them. That’s a pleasant thought, but I’ve not had the nerve to do it yet. Maybe someday.
Today my last patient for the day was neighbor's daughter, Brigitte. She’s twenty years old and is getting married in four weeks.
“Dr. Bill, I’m worried about my wedding night.”
“Oh? In what way?”
“Well, umm. This is so embarrassing!” Brigitte’s face turned red and she looked down at her hands folded in her lap.
“Now Brigitte, think of me just as your doctor and don’t be embarrassed. You can tell me anything you want. Go ahead.”
“Well, okay. I’m worried about…about the pain of my first time. You know. Will it hurt when he…you know.”
“I see. I see. Well, the first time a girl has sex it can be a little painful, but I’ve never heard of a case where it was really bad. I’ve been told that the pain last only a few minutes.”
“Dr. Bill, I have a request that you will think is really strange.”
“Okay. What is it?”
“I don’t want any pain on my wedding night. I want you to surgically open my hymen for me. Is that the way to say it?”
“Brigitte, do you really think that’s necessary?”
“It is for me. Please!” Brigitte pleaded and started to cry.
I stood up and moved toward her and she stood up and threw her arms around my neck. Her gorgeous brown hair was pressing against my face and her petite body was tight against mine.
“Please, Dr. Bill. It’s important to me.”
“Okay. Okay. I’ll do it, but have you thought this through enough?”
“Yes. Jeff and I discussed it and he agrees with me.”
“Alright. Why don’t you change into a gown and I’ll come back in a few minutes.”
“Will it take long? You know…the procedure?”
“No. Only a few minutes.”
I gave Brigitte a gown and quickly left the room before she could spot the bulge in my pants. She is now twenty years old, but I had first noticed her when she seemed to suddenly turn into a gorgeous teenager around the age of sixteen or seventeen. Her body filled out and she developed a sensuous demeanor that I could not resist. I fantasized about Brigitte a lot and now here she was in my office wanting me to essentially take her virginity. Well, it was all very clinical and a strictly medical procedure, but my dirty mind looked at it differently.
When I returned to the examination room, Brigitte was in the gown looking very scared and vulnerable. She rose and came over and hugged me again.
“Thank you, Dr. Bill.”
I held her close and she held me. The thin gown covering her body left nothing to the imagination. She started to kiss me on the neck and run her fingers through my hair.
“Dr. Bill, I…”
“I think we should get this over with. Don’t you?”
“Why don’t you lay down on the exam table and put your feet in the stirrups while I get the things I’ll need.”
I had a flesh-colored dildo that I had used before on an especially over-sexed girlfriend in med school and some lubricant. When I returned to the exam table, Brigitte was ready, her feet in the stirrups, the gown covering only down to her knees. Her private area was completely exposed and she didn’t seem to be the slightest bit embarrassed.
“Okay. I’ll be giving you a thorough vaginal exam first, then I’ll use this dildometer to perform the procedure.” I held up the dildo for her to see.
“Oh wow! It looks real doesn’t it?”
“Yes. It’s supposed to.”
My mind was saying, “Why don’t you just fuck her? Forget the dildo. She won’t know the difference.” But I was fighting with myself, trying to put those thoughts out of my mind.
I put the light on my forehead, sat down on the stool and rolled up between Brigitte’s legs. I gently parted her labia and examined every fold, her urethra, and her vagina with my fingers. I could hear Brigitte’s breathing increasing and her body stiffened.
“Okay.” Brigitte responded, but there was fear in her voice.
When I moved up to her clitoris, she gasped and jumped.
“Sorry.” she whispered.
“That’s okay. Just relax.”
I gently fingered her clitoris as though I was examining it thoroughly. Brigitte started to moan and pant. But what really amazed me was that her pussy started to ooze thick, white fluid. She had become extremely aroused and her pussy was communicating that. Her moaning grew louder and her hips thrust up against my fingers involuntarily. Brigitte was having an orgasm!
“Dr. Bill, wait.”
“What’s the matter?”
“Dr. Bill I don’t want you to use that dildometer thing. I want you to make love to me and take my virginity that way.”
“What? I can't do that!”
“Yes you can. I’ve wanted you for so long and I want you to make love to me. Please, Dr. Bill."
I knew I was going to do it. I was too horny and Brigitte was too gorgeous for me to say no to her request. But I needed to at least appear to be reluctant.
"Brigitte, I don't think you realize what you're asking."
"Yes I do. Please do it."
“Okay,” and she closed her eyes tight and folded her arms over her face, waiting for the pain.
I stood up and dropped my pants, moved up between her legs, and slowly inserted my cock into my her.
As I pushed further, I had to stop and enjoy the wonderful feeling of her tight virgin pussy for a few seconds. I pulled out a little, then pushed further in and popped Brigitte’s hymen easily.
“Ouch! Was that it?”
“Yes. Are you okay?
“Yeah. That wasn’t bad at all.”
As I pushed my hard shaft deeper into her tight pussy, so warm and so moist, I had to resist the temptation to ram her hard and fuck her good. But I couldn’t do that, so I just pushed as far in as I dared and held my cock there as I shot my load into my darling little neighbor.
“What is that?”
God how I wanted to lean over and have Brigitte wrap her legs around me so I could fuck her brains out! But I would have to be happy with just shooting off inside her.
Suddenly Brigitte lifted her legs and wrapped them around me. She pulled and forced my cock deeper into her pussy.
“Fuck me, Dr. Bill. I want you so much.”
She reached up and grabbed my shoulders, pulled me down to her lips and we kissed passionately. She was hungry for sex and her body was making every effort to have it.
“Brigitte, we shouldn’t do this,” I whispered after the long kiss.
“But you're already fucking me. I want it and so do you.”
My hormones had taken control as I grabbed her hair in both hands as we kissed again.
“I’ve wanted you for years, Brigitte.”
“I know. And I’ve wanted you.”
We continued to fuck until Brigitte had another spin-tingling orgasm. She screamed profanities and thrust her hips up on my cock as I shot another load into her body.
After our simultaneous orgasms, we fucked slower and slower, both of us enjoying the feel of the other’s body.
“Mmm. That was so nice
, Dr. Bill. I’m glad you were my first. I’ve fantasized that you would be.”
“Really? Why is that?”
“I don’t know. I think I got the hots for you back when I was sixteen and you would come over and watch a football game with my dad. I’d pretend that you would drive me out into the woods somewhere and we’d fuck. I had that fantasy so many times!”
“Hmm. That sounds like it would be fun. We should do that sometime.”
Brigitte looked at me for a long time and said, “What are we going to do, Dr. Bill? I’m getting married in four weeks and we just had unforgettable sex! My first time and I loved it!”
“You’ll just get married and forget what happened today. It was great, but we both have to forget it.”
“I’ll never forget this, Dr. Bill. It was too wonderful to ever forget. I want to keep meeting with you like this.”
“I do! I want to keep coming here for some apparent medical reason and we can make love just like today. Don’t you want me again?”
“Of course I do, but you’re getting married! You’ll have a husband! Are you really prepared to have an affair with me right from the start of your marriage?”
“Yes. I am. It will be so exciting to sneak in here once every week or so and fuck in all sorts of ways. Or drive out into the country some night and fuck in the back seat of your Cadillac.”
I looked at her in amazement. Brigitte was not the sweet little girl that I thought she was. She was a sex kitten and wanted to fuck her neighbor, even after she was married!
“You are something else, Brigitte! I never dreamed that you would want to do that.”
“Well, now you know the real me.”
* * * * *
Two weeks later, Brigitte showed up again as my last patient of the day. She gave me a big hug and kiss and said, “Dr. Bill, I want you to fuck me from the back. I’ve heard that it’s really good that way.”
“Yes,” and she started to undress, which didn’t take long since she was wearing only a tank top and shorts and no underwear at all.
I just stood there in amazement at how matter-of-fact she was about the whole thing!
“Come on! Are you going to leave your clothes on or what?”
“I want to eat you first.”
“Eat me! What do you mean?”
I chuckled and said, “I’ll show you. Get on the table like last time.”
Sweet and innocent Brigitte crawled up on the exam table, spread her legs and placed her feet in the stirrups. She had an expectant look on her face, even though she didn’t know what to expect next.
I sat down on the stool and rolled up between her legs and began to lick her pussy and push my tongue into it, and run it through her labia, and finally arrived at her prominent clit. She was moaning and looking down at me.
“Oh, Dr. Bill! God that feels so good!
I’m getting really wet!”
As I concentrated my tongue efforts on her clit, she became more aroused and started to thrust her hips up to meet it, moaning louder and louder. Thank God I had sent my receptionist home early that day!
“Oh, Dr. Bill, I’m cumming! Don’t stop!” She grabbed my head and pulled it into her pussy.
But I did stop when she began to squirt her pussy juices on my face. Long hard streams of clear pussy juice squirted on my face, matching the rhythm of her thrusting and her orgasm. I had never seen a girl squirt before and it was a real turn-on!
“Oh God! I’m so sorry. I lost control of my bladder and peed on you! I’m so sorry, Dr. Bill!”
I laughed and said, “Don’t be sorry. That wasn’t pee. You were just ejaculating! Have you never done that before?”
“No! Me? Ejaculate? I thought only guys did that!”
“No, girls do it too. It’s just not a common occurrence. Did you enjoy your orgasm that way?”
“Oh I did! I really did! I’ve never had a guy do that to me before.”
“Do you give Jeff oral sex?”
“No. He wants me to, but I’ve not done it yet. Don’t know that I want to either.”
“But just think how good it would feel for him! And I know you’ll like doing it, too.”
“Yeah. I guess you’re right.” Then her eyes lit up, “Can you teach me to do it?”
“I guess if you want me to I can, but you said you wanted me to fuck you from the back.”
“Yeah, I did. I want to do that now. You can teach me the other thing next time.”
“Okay. Why don’t you get up?”
I waited until she was standing on the floor again, then grabbed her, spun her around, clamped my hand over her mouth and pulled her tightly against me.
“I’ll fuck you from the back, but it’s going to be rough. Do you want that?”
Brigitte was totally surprised by my move and struggled at first to pull away from me. That only served to get my erection going and my hormones flowing. Then she relaxed and gave in to me.
“Mhm,” she mumbled through my hand and shook her head up and down.
So I pushed her to the exam table and face down on it with her feet still on the floor. I pushed one hand into her back while I dropped my pants with the other. My cock was now free and fully ready.
Brigitte’s pussy was still dripping wet from her orgasm just minutes ago, so I rubbed my cock up and down in her juices a few times, then placed it into the entrance.
I put my hands on her shoulders and, without any warning, shoved my cock deep into her body.
“Ooh God!” Brigitte responded in surprise.
“You like that?”
I started a slow, but deep thrusting that made her moan every time I pushed deep. I grabbed her hair with one hand and pulled her head back and rammed my cock all the way in, slamming my stomach against her ass.
“Ahh!” she cried out when she felt my cock bottom out and hit her cervix.
I put my hand over her mouth and lifted her up into a standing position, my cock still deep inside her and my other arm around her waist.
She grabbed my hand and tried to pull it from her mouth as she struggled and groaned through my hand.
“What’s the matter Brigitte? I thought you wanted this.”
“Mmm! Hmm!” Brigitte moaned, trying to say something.
I held her head tight against my neck and kept thrusting up into her, causing her feet to come off the floor with each thrust. Her soft hair pressed against my face smelt like flowers.
Then Brigitte reached down and started to rub her clit furiously. She was close to cumming.
My cock started to squirt its load deep inside her warm squirming body.
“Hmm! Hmm!” Brigitte moaned loudly under my hand as her orgasm overtook her body and she began to squirt again, this time creating a large puddle on the floor.
When I finished cumming, I release her from my grip and she almost collapsed on the floor, being almost totally exhausted by the ordeal.
“Oh God, Dr. Bill! That was so fantastic!
Your cock felt like it was going to punch up through my stomach! It was so deep
inside me! You’re amazing!”
Suddenly, Brigitte threw her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply. It was a long, passionate kiss that said a lot about her feelings for me.
“I love you, Dr. Bill. I want to marry you instead of Jeff.”
We were holding each other tight; her petite body was pressed hard into mine. In spite of what she had just said, the thought did arouse me and my cock began to grow.
I broke the embrace and said, “Brigitte, don’t say things like that.”
She laughed and said, “I’m just kidding! You’re so easy!”
She quickly dressed and left.
* * * * *
The next time Brigitte came to my office was just three days before her wedding.
“Hi, Dr. Bill. I’m here for that lesson about…you know…oral sex that you promised.”
“Oh, right! Why don’t you go into my office and I’ll send Jackie home.”
I ushered my receptionist out, locked the door and returned to my office. Brigitte was waiting eagerly with a twinkle in her eyes.
“I’m so excited, Dr. Bill! Show me what to do.”
“Wow! You’re really eager about this aren’t you?”
“Yes. My married girlfriends have told me how much they like it, so…”
I stood in front of her leaning against the desk, “Okay. Come over here and kneel down.” She did so immediately.
“Now unbuckle my pants, unzip them and push them to the floor.”
“In other words, undress you.”
When she saw the bulge in my shorts, she reached up and rubbed it. “Mmm. You seem to be aroused already.”
“And your rubbing me is a good part of what you should do.”
“Now, what do you think you should do next?”
“Um, take it out?”
“Right.” So little Brigitte pulled my cock out of my boxer shorts and held it in her hand.
“It feels hard, but soft, too.”
“Now stroke it slowly.”
She stroked my cock slowly and it got harder and larger.
“Oh wow! It gets big really fast!”
“Now lick the head of my cock. That’s the helmet-shaped part on the end.”
Brigitte eagerly obeyed and licked the head of my cock, running her tongue all around it. Then she closed her lips around it and sucked hard as she continued to stroke it.
“Mmm. I do like this, Dr. Bill.”
“You’re doing great, Brigitte. Now take more into your mouth. Don’t ever let your teeth touch it.”
She pushed her head forward and took about half of my cock into her mouth, still sucking and stroking. Then without anymore instruction from me, she started to bob her head up and down on it, going deeper and deeper into her mouth.
Then she stopped and said, “Is that okay? Does it feel good, Dr. Bill?”
“It feels wonderful, Brigitte. I don’t think you need anymore instruction. Just keep doing what you’re doing.”
“I’m supposed to deep throat you aren’t I?”
“Yes, if you can.”
She put her hands on my thighs and pushed her head forward on my cock. When it touched the back of her throat, she gagged, but kept pushing until my full ten inches were down her throat. I reached out and held her head in both hands for a few seconds, then let her pull out.
“Oh wow! I really did it!”
“I love it!” and she pushed my cock down her throat again and bobbed her head up and down on it. Her saliva was flowing and getting it wet, causing that familiar erotic sound of a good blowjob.
Then I took her head in my hands again and fucked her throat for several seconds as she willing let me. Then when I pushed her nose against my stomach and held it there, she gagged and I let her pull out.
She coughed and said, “It was really deep wasn’t it?”
“Yes. That’s where it should be when I cum.”
“Really? You want to cum in my throat?”
“Well, that’s what feels good to the guy.”
“Okay. Are you ready to cum now?”
“Yes. I’m almost there.”
So she let me fuck her throat again and when I pushed her nose against my stomach the second time, my cock started to shoot sperm in long warm streams directly into her stomach. She jerked a bit when she felt it, but didn’t try to pull away and gagged only once.
When I finished, I let her pull out and she said, “Ooh. I loved that! Your cum felt so…sexy as it went down my throat! Did you like it?”
“I loved it, Brigitte. You did great and you don’t need any more instruction on how to do that.”
“Really? I did that good?”
“You did. But keep in mind that there are many positions that you can give oral sex in.”
“Isn’t it called a blowjob?”
I chuckled and said, “That’s one name for it. Giving head is another.”
“Okay. When can I see you again?”
“Brigitte, you're getting married in three days! That’s what you should be thinking about, not when you can see me next.”
“Yeah. I guess you’re right. I’ll call you when we get back from our honeymoon.”
TO BE CONTINUED….
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