This is surreal.
My eyes open to the morning glow of the sun, and I stretch up from my bed. My arms raise, reaching to the ceiling, and my sheet falls from my aching breasts.
It has been three weeks of sheer torture. I keep waking at nights to his scent surrounding me, making me tingle with needs. But this time was different. I stayed asleep till morning, and the dream lasted all night. I had woke to my legs spread and my pussy wet. It was as if I had a female version of a wet dream.
I sometimes imagine him watching me in my sleep. I am not sure if he is, but the anxiety it gave me was new. His name wasn't even the issue, my safety was.
I did have a gyno exam a few days after the incident. I was fine, other than the embarrassment of the procedure of my exam.
My doctor has been examining me since I was sixteen. His silver tipped dark hair peaked over the sheet when I moaned. He had just slid two gloved fingers into me slowly. When he pressed down on my abdomen, I arched my back and pushed into his fingers.
He stood and looked down at me. His face tilted a little to the side, expressionless. He tugged his coat closed and turned. Looking over his shoulder, he told me to meet him in his office after I dressed.
I did notice his thick cock pushing against his pants before he broke contact with my eyes.
"Chaus, what's that all about?" Dr. Brooks asked.
My eyes well with tears and I look down at my lap. I pulled lint from my black slacks and I sat there avoiding the question.
"I am sorry ,Chaus. I know you saw my reaction. I have never reacted to a patient like that."
My head flew up and my eyes were wide. He was avoiding my eyes. "I have been having this problem for days doc." I said.
"I even wake from orgasms." At this remark he quickly stands and paces to window.
Thinking I went too far, I stand and slowly approach his stiff back. He was tense, holding something back. His face was tight and his hands in fists at his sides. "Please, just go." He says.
Igonoring his plea, my hand goes to his shoulder. At my touch he swings around and pushes me up against the wall to our left.
His hands grip my shoulders and pushes me brutally against the wall. His cock is snug between my thighs and he slides it up and out against my covered but swollen pussy.
This is a family friend. My fathers childhood friend. I was suddenly frightened and turned on at the same time. This is another one of my fantasies. But with Dr.Brooks?
"I warned you." He whispers. His voice shakes and he breaths shallow, quick breaths.
"I can't let you go now, Chaus. Every since you were sixteen and your virgin honey pot opened on my exam table.... " He trailed and wasn't able to control his shaking anymore.
He roughly turned me around. Holding me steady against the wall with one hand, the other slid around and unhooked my slacks. Being loosely fit, they slid to the floor.
My innocent white cotton briefs slipped down my legs. Kicking my legs apart he lowered his body and slid his loose, draw string pants down. His long thick shaft bounces out. My eyes grew large and I start crying.
He reaches around grabs the tips of my braless breasts thru my cotton tee and twists them hard. I sob and try to twist away. He then grabs my long blonde tresses,pulls, and shoves his cock hard and deep into my treacherous pussy.
He proceeds to pound away at my soaking cunt, roughly pulling my hair back and biting my neck. He was like a rutting horse. When he licked me where he bit, I started quaking with a sudden, explosive orgasm. "That a girl." He whispers, and slows to a slow rocking motion of his hips.
"Papa Brooks sure does love pounding your lovely honey pot, sugar." He bottomed out all of a sudden and once again smears my face into the wall. He took four deep strokes and pulls out and slides slowly into my ass. "But this is what I really admire." He holds on the the sides of my ass and admires his intrusion.
He pulls me back and bends me foward. I groan from the new experience and suddenly stop the fight and give in to another strong orgasm, just as Dr.Brooks unloads his seed deep in my ass. His long groan and pinched face tells me that its been a while for him.
He slips out and slides up his pants, over his damp, limp cock. "I will send you my bill." He says professionally, then turns and walks out of his office.
He did lock it before leaving to give me some privacy.
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