I got you !

Our Band played a lot in the Midwest, and became very popular in Green Bay, Wisconsin. In fact, one Club owner booked us for a week out of every month, for 6 months straight. I ended up developing a great relationship with a young lady who had just turned 18 the first night we ever played in the Club. She was cute as a button with long auburn hair. Although she could be considered a little on the plump side at 38x26x38 and 5’4” and 150 pounds, she had a body that wouldn't quit. She was sitting with 2 girl friends at a table right next to the stage and when she wasn't looking at me from the table, she was dancing directly in front on me. She really didn't look like a normal groupie because she was so young, sweet, and innocent. Consequently, I didn't really respond to her smiles as I didn't consider them to be a come on.

When we found out it was her Birthday, we had everyone in the Club sing to her and I stopped by her table during the first break as a courtesy, to congratulate her. She asked me to join them for a drink and we started some small talk. I found her interesting to talk with so I stayed during the entire 15 minute break. On the next break she again asked me to join them and I politely tried to decline. When she asked why, I explained as diplomatically as possible that I only had a few minutes each hour to meet someone to party with after we were done for the night. She looked rather hurt and became flush in the face. She said she wanted to know why I wouldn't want to party with her. As tactfully as I could say it, I told her that after performing for 5 hours on stage, I wanted to find someone to perform with for a few more hours in my motel room. She was absolutely precious when she said that although she didn't have any experience, she wanted to be my party girl for the night. When I asked her what she meant by no experience, I about fell out of my chair when she told me she was still a virgin.

We spent the remaining breaks getting to know each other and she told me that she'd done some petting but had never gotten serious with anyone. She said she had decided to wait until her 18th birthday to discover what Sex was all about, and tonight was the night. I decided to take it very slow with her so when we were done playing, we went out and had a nice breakfast. When we got to the room, she certainly wasn't shy. She immediately took off all of her clothes and crawled in the bed. She said that she wanted to learn everything that I was willing to teach her, and for the next 6 nights, she was an absolutely great student.

I took off everything except my bikini underwear and joined her in bed. I explained that we would start with the basics by teaching her what turned a man on. We talked about kissing and practiced several variations. Next I told her that some men like to have their Nipples licked and even sucked. Of course I had to demonstrate on her so she could learn the proper techniques. I was starting to feel a little guilty, because I was teasing the hell out of her and she was getting as hot as anyone I'd ever been with. After I let her lick and suck my Nipples for several minutes, I asked her if she'd ever let anyone play with her Pussy. When she said she hadn't, I told her to open her legs nice and wide for me. I got on my knees between her legs and started to slowly rub her thighs. She started squirming and said she liked the way it felt. I slowly worked my way up to her beautiful virgin Cunt and when I started to touch her Clit, she almost jumped off the bed with excitement.

Next I bent my head down and started to gently blow air at her Pussy, which drove her absolutely nuts. When I first touched her Pussy with my tongue she let out a little scream and said that it felt wonderful. I started to slowly alternate between kissing and licking her Pussy and kissing and licking her Clit, and she said she thought she was in heaven. Then I told her to hold her legs up high with her arms so I could see her cute Ass. I told her some women liked what I was about to do, and some didn't, so she had to tell me as we went along. Using one finger, I slowly worked my way around the rim of her Asshole and that was enough to drive her up the wall. When I removed my finger, she begged me not to stop. I told her not to worry because if she liked that, she would love what I was about to do. I lowered my head and slowly licked around the rim of her Asshole and she screamed so loud I was afraid the people in the next room would complain. I told her to put her hands under her Ass and raise it up in the air for me as high as she could. I then proceeded to stick my hot tongue in and out of her Asshole as fast as I could. Just when she thought that was as good as it was going to get, I started to slowing massage her Clit with my finger while I continued to lick her Asshole. Finally, I started alternating my tongue between her Asshole and her Pussy and she exploded.

It seemed to take her a long time to calm down because she got so worked up she had been hyper ventilating. I held her in my arms and when she opened her eyes to look at me, I immediately saw the look of love. She asked me what was next so I asked her if she had ever seen a Cock in the flesh. She said she hadn't so I got up and stood next to the bed and slowly removed my bikini underwear. She immediately sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. She looked lovingly at my throbbing Dick and reached up and cradled my Balls in one hand, while she took my Cock in her other hand. She said it looked even more beautiful than she had imagined and asked if she could kiss it and lick it. I gave her permission and she was so gentle and loving that it just about drove me nuts. I asked her if she wanted to learn how to please me and she said of course. I told her to put my Dick in her mouth as far as her could and hold it there so she could feel it throbbing. After a few minutes, I instructed her to start moving her head back and forth as if I was fucking her in the mouth. It didn't take long and I was ready to shoot my load, so I pulled out and came all over her magnificent Tits. She let out a squeal and started rubbing my cum all over her Breasts and Nipples.

After we took a shower, she asked me what was next. I told her I was going to make love to her and then it would be her turn to please me again. I reached over and parted her legs and positioned myself between them. Her Pussy was already soaking wet so I inserted just the head of my Dick and started going in and out very, very slowly. The longer I kept it up, the more she begged me to put it in further. Each time I slid my Cock in a little further, she would keep asking for more. Even though I was hesitant to put it all the way in, she willingly took all I could give her, without any pain. Within minutes we both climaxed at the same time and she said it was the greatest feeling in the world.

We laid there for awhile and she kept asking me if it was her turn to please me yet. I finally said it was and told her to roll over and get on top of me. She did and then asked me what she should do. I slid my hard Cock into her waiting Pussy and told her to start moving her hips just like she did when she was dancing at the Club. She was a complete natural and followed my instructions perfectly. As I laid there with my hands behind my head, she would slow down or speed up, on command and it turned out to be one of the greatest lap dances imaginable. We continued to see each other almost every night for the rest of that week, plus during each week we came back to Green Bay. She was one of my best students ever, and was always willing to try anything new.

As Brian drove to the shopping center to pick up Jamie, he couldn’t contain his excitement. She was literally offering herself to him earlier and he had to admit, it would have been incredible if he had taken advantage of the opportunity…

An obnoxious HOOOOONNNNNNKKKK! Snapped him out of his daydream before it had even started. The stoplight he was at had turned green and the driver behind him was less than happy with his lack of attention to driving. Brian had spent the last couple of hours since getting off work making preparations for his date with Jamie. He had shaved, changed into his favorite pair of jeans, put on his nice button up shirt with the blue stripes and the crisp collar… he even starched it so it would be completely free of wrinkles – he wanted to look sharp for this lady tonight. He had also done a little shopping. He looked in the passenger seat at the bouquet of “fire and ice” roses. He had always heard that white roses symbolized friendship and red symbolized passion, so he figured if he got white roses with red tips, it would mean both… and that’s what he wanted from Jamie. Brian wasn’t the kind of guy to sleep frivolously with anything with tits and two legs; he was a slightly more selective man. And something about Jamie made everything in him come to life… everything.

As Jamie’s shift wrapped up, she gathered her purse and a gift bag she had put together earlier that afternoon. She had a few surprises of her own for Brian tonight. It was 8:00 and, right on schedule, a white Ford F-150 pulled up in front of the back door to Forbidden Pleasures. Jamie looked through the peephole to make sure it was Brian and as she did, she saw him pull the bouquet out of the truck and hide it behind his back as he walked towards the door. Her heart melted a little thinking, “He’s sexy AND romantic…” and her face gave a sweet pouty expression. The buzzer rang and she opened the door with a gorgeous grin on her tanned face. “Hi there gorgeous,” she welcomed him before stepping outside and kissing his cheek again, “Did you miss me?”

Brian’s heart was dancing inside. This was like a dream. And she kissed his cheek again, “Whoa…” he thought, “what did I ever do to deserve this?” She looked absolutely hot! She was still wearing the same outfit she had on earlier, and he was sure she still wasn’t wearing any panties. “More than you know…” he said. As she closed the door behind her, he pulled the flowers out and offered them to her with a boyish grin on his face.

“You’ve been busy,” she said with an impressed look in her eyes. “What else have you been doing?”

“Well, I picked up a few things for dinner, finger-foods like you said, and I have a little surprise waiting for you at my place, if you’re okay with that.” He answered. “What’s in the bag?”

“Oh, nothing, just a little surprise of my own, but let’s save it for later. Your place sounds great, should we go?” She asked with a sweet smile.

“Hop in,” Brian said as he opened the passenger door. As Jamie sat down she looked around the truck. It was exceptionally nice for a truck. It was clean, smelled relatively new, and there wasn’t a speck of trash in sight. As Brian got in and started to drive, she couldn’t stop staring at him. He kept looking over and grinning at her, knowing she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. She got the impression that if he weren’t driving, he’d be staring her down too. Finally Brian grinned from ear to ear and asked her how her day was.

“Oh, God, this really hot guy came by today and offered me his package, and I tried to hint that I’d love to take it, but he just wouldn’t take the hint… I’m hoping he’ll offer again though, because, oh mama was he hot.” She teased.

“Wow, I had an interesting day too… there was this incredible girl on my route today and I’ve been wanting to ask her out for the last week, and today, oh man, she was so friggin hot I just couldn’t contain myself… I just had to be alone with her so I’m planning on hooking up with her this evening… what are your plans for tonight?” He asked as he played along.

“Oh, you know, let my hair down, slip out of these clothes and onto something more comfortable…” she said. Suddenly Brian slammed on his brakes and said, “Oh shit! Sorry, I almost missed my turn…” She knew she had him wrapped around her finger now.

As they pulled into the driveway to his townhouse, she silently nodded in approval. This guy was far from trashy; his place was exceptionally nice. As he pulled into the garage and let the door come down behind them, he opened the door to his truck and asked, “Shall we…?”

When they walked inside Jamie immediately noticed a romantic glow coming from the center of the house… it was dark enough to be extremely sexy yet light enough to still see her way around. Brian spoke up saying, “ I really wanted to make a good impression on you… I was half afraid the place would burn down while I was gone, as many candles as I lit.” He took her hand in his, sending shivers down both their spines.

“Oh God,” she thought, “I think I’m going to have an orgasm just holding his hand!” She let him lead her into the living room where the sight she beheld made her suck her breath in. He had close to fifty candles all around the room and a fire burning in the fireplace. He had some soft music playing on the stereo and a romantic picnic set up on a plushy blanket on the floor before the fireplace. “Oh my God,” she said, “This is amazing. How long did this take you?”

“Well, not counting the trip to two different ‘Dollar Stores’ to buy them out of candles and the trip to the grocery store… not long.” He smiled and motioned for her to sit down on the blanket. He had thought of everything. There were pillows to lean back against, little smoked sausages, crackers, cheeses, even champagne glasses and a bottle chilled in ice. Jamie felt her heart pounding in her chest and moisture forming between her legs. She half wanted to just jump across the blanket and rip his shirt off and start fucking his brains out now, but she decided to let him have control… for the moment.
As they picked at the food and snacked a bit, they engaged in friendly conversation talking about college experiences, family, friends, plans for the future and genuinely enjoyed just being together. They made each other laugh and smile so much that they both complained about their cheeks hurting. When they had finished with the food, Brian gulped down the last of his champagne and said, “Let me clean this up real quick…”

“I’ll help.” Jamie said as she helped him gather up the remnants of the picnic and carry them into the kitchen. As they walked into the kitchen, he turned on the under-cabinet lights, making it bright enough to see but not so bright that it hurt their eyes. Jamie looked around and noticed a nice sized kitchen. There was a large island in the middle of the kitchen that gave her a devilishly great idea. As Brian started rinsing off the plates in the sink, Jamie walked up next to him and, reaching past him to the kitchen window, lowered the blinds.

With a boyish grin and a slight laugh in his voice he asked, “What are you doing?” She didn’t answer… she just put her hand on his cheek and turned his face towards hers, pulling him into her. She stopped just shy of kissing him and looked him deep in the eyes with a lustful look. There was no mistaking it: she wanted him - now. She nodded her head a bit and slowly leaned forward, nipping at his lower lip with hers until she slowly pressed her lips full against his. She breathed in deeply and began kissing him slowly and softly, beginning to slip her tongue into his mouth. Once their tongues met, she began breathing heavily, as did he, and pulled his body against hers. She put her hand behind his head, running her fingers through his hair. He placed his still wet hands on her lower back and began to feel her silky smooth skin. She then pulled away from him and stepped back against the island. She began to nudge her tight mini-skirt down her hips to her thighs, revealing a perfectly shaved pussy. She pushed her skirt down lower until she stepped out of it. She then pulled her crop-top up over her head revealing perfect globes of breasts with zero tan-lines. She dropped the shirt by her side and hopped up on the island counter, motioning with her index finger for Brian to come to her.

As Brian watched this spectacle, he couldn’t help but swallow the lump in his throat. She was even more fantastic than he had imagined. His cock was already at attention as he walked over to her where she sat on the counter. When he was within reach she took hold of his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss. As she kissed him passionately, she reached down and began unbuttoning his shirt, then pushing it back down over his shoulders. Letting the shirt fall to the ground behind him, Brian took his now free hands and began rubbing them all over her back and sides, not yet letting himself touch her bronzed breasts. Jamie now reached down and began undoing his belt, then his buttons… God how she thought button-fly jeans were sexy. As she worked his jeans open, she couldn’t help but feel the incredible mound of flesh pressing against the fabric of his briefs. Jamie brought her bare feet up to Brian’s hips and, wrapping her toes inside the band of the underwear, gave a gentle shove sending his clothing down to the floor. Brian stepped out of the pile of fabric and continued kissing her.

Jamie now had free access to Brian’s package and she was fully intent on examining it. Her deft hands slipped ever so softly around the shaft of his cock and began caressing every angle it had to offer. Brian was in heaven… it was everything he could do just to keep from gasping with every new sensation Jamie was delivering to his dick… God he loved feeling her touch him…

Jamie then bent his dick, aiming it at her cunt… she wanted to feel it inside her. She began rubbing its tip against her labia, soaking it in her juices. “Ohhhh GOD!” is all either of them could think as they kissed and shared the intoxicating sensations down below. Just as Jamie wrapped her legs around Brian’s ass, intending to pull him into her full force… he surprised her. She felt herself being picked up off of the counter. Brian never broke the kiss with her as he picked her up off the island and supported her weight in his arms… she knew what he was doing as she allowed herself to be slowly impaled downward onto his dick… she broke the kiss letting her jaw fall open and a stuttered gasp escape from her lips. Her eyes darted back and forth between his searching deeper and deeper into him knowing they both wanted this more than anything else.

“Oh God Brian! That feels so good, shit!” she gasped as she sucked air in through her teeth. She was using her legs wrapped behind him as leverage as she began to pull herself up and then let herself back down, gripping her vaginal muscles around his dick with every thrust. She was sopping wet and the sound of his cock slurping in and out was so fucking sexy to them both. She began to flick her tongue at his lips, he returning the teasing kiss.

“Jamie, I’ve wanted you since I met you, Oh God, please baby, fuck me, fuck me hard.” Brian confessed.

“Oh shit Brian, how do you do this to me?” Jamie leaned forward and engulfed him in a passionate kiss, probing his mouth with her tongue and moaning in exquisite pleasure as she continued to feel his dick inside her cunt. They stood in the center of the kitchen, a tower of passion and carnal lust for several intensely hot moments. As she continued to kiss him with all of her fiery passion she noticed the room get darker. She pulled away and opened her eyes to see he was carrying her into the living room. While she continued riding his cock in mid-air, Brian very carefully went down on one knee and laid her back on the blanket, letting her head rest against the pillows they had been leaning against earlier. Suddenly he pulled out of her, much to her displeasure… “Oh baby, please get your dick back inside me, I’ve got to fuck you right now, please get your dick inside me now!” she pleaded.

Brian wanted so badly to just cum in her wet cunt, but he wanted other things as well. As he teasingly and lustfully eyed her, he let his face slip further and further away from her lips, traveling down her neck, teasing her breasts, quickly passing by her navel all the way down to her sopping wet cunt. “Holy crap she smells so fucking good!” Brian thought. Then with one last look up to her eyes which were eagerly watching him, Brian buried his mouth deep into her snatch, digging his tongue as deep as it would go and scooping out as much cunt juice as his tongue could hold.

“Ohhhh-ohhhh GAW-OOD!” Jamie screamed as she slammed her head back down against the pillow. The feeling of Brian’s warm cheeks pressed against her thighs and the intense pleasure produced from his tongue penetrating her cunt caused her to writhe in pleasure. “Oh FUCK baby, oh God your tongue feels so fucking incredible!” She hissed through clenched teeth.

Brian just continued feasting on her cunt. He began wrapping his lips around her labia and gently sucking them into his mouth before tickling them with his tongue as they were held prisoner inside. He then began licking in long strokes from the bottom of her cunt all the way up to her clit. “Oh SHI-I-I-IT” he heard her gasp as she began breathing heavily. Her body was responding very powerful to his oral onslaught. Her hips were already bucking, so he buried his lips around her clit, flicking it with his tongue as fast as he could while he took his finger and buried it deep in her cunt, finding the ridges of her G-spot inside and rubbing them with the tip of his finger.

“OHHHH!” she screamed, “OHHH GOD! Please keep doing that!” She was in ecstasy with his treatment of her pussy… she felt her orgasm barreling through her body but was unable to speak. Brian just kept driving her mad with his tongue until her body tensed up and her face wrenched as if she were screaming but with no sound. Her fists began pounding on the floor and her head was convulsing back and forth erratically. Jamie felt a rush of fluid enter her pussy as her climax flooded into Brian’s mouth. He was in heaven when she climaxed. He drank her juices as if he had been in the desert for days and this was the oasis he had dreamed of. Her juices were delicious and sweet as they traveled down his throat. He continued lapping at her cunt there in the firelight until she finally stopped spasming. She reached down and took hold of his hair, signaling for him to come up for air. Brian straightened up and crawled back on top of her. She pulled his face down and began carnally kissing him, licking the juice off of his face and pulling his lips to her own. She wanted to thank this god for the orgasmic flood he had just given her… he was about to know what heaven was truly like…

It had been several days since Brian met Jamie on his delivery route. He could not stop thinking about her. He kept picturing her eyes locked in a gaze with his… kept imagining her standing in that doorway and kept fantasizing about her taking off her blouse and pulling him inside for the ride of his life. If his friends knew how many times he had masturbated just in the last weekend, they’d stage an intervention – he was hopelessly addicted to the thought of being with Jamie. Every morning he clocked in and quickly thumbed through his delivery schedule hoping to find the name, “Forbidden Pleasures” listed anywhere on the papers. But so far the last week’s route took him anywhere but the porn store. He was so infatuated with the thought of Jamie that he had started to visit the store over the weekend but decided that would be a little weird. Instead he decided that he would just let fate play her hand in this tormenting wait.

Jamie had the weekend off and was dreadfully sure that Brian had stopped by at some point during her absence hoping to see her again. She couldn’t wait to get back to work, just in hopes of being there the next time he buzzed at the back door. This was crazy! She met guys all the time, why was she so obsessed with this one? Even before the thought could leave her head she had a dozen answers for why Brian possessed her thoughts so much… he was the god of her sex fantasies come to life!

Monday morning took an eternity to roll around, and even though he was ecstatic, he wouldn’t let himself get too excited… there’s no telling if or when he would have a delivery scheduled to the porn store. After clocking in, he picked up his delivery schedule and, with his fingers crossed, starting turning pages… there it was! Forbidden Pleasures. He sucked in his breath and looked around to make sure no one saw his reaction. Then with a spring in his step and not-so-innocent thoughts in his head, Brian bounded out the door and joyfully started up his delivery truck and began his route.

Jamie just KNEW Brian would be by today, she didn’t know how – maybe it was just very wishful thinking – but she wanted to make sure he got a powerful message when she opened that door. Since she did work at a porn shop, she could get away with wearing slightly sexier outfits than the average girl. She slipped on a daringly short skirt with a crop top baring her incredibly tight midriff. Jamie had worked hard to get her sexy six-pack and she wasn’t afraid to show it off, especially if it might be the thing to get Brian’s undivided attention. She also “forgot” to put on panties – just in case she got lucky today. She gathered her things and headed for the door of her apartment, pausing to primp herself one last time in the mirror before stepping out the door to drive to work.

It was late afternoon before Brian’s route took him by the shopping strip where Jamie worked. As he slowed down to turn in, his heart started to race. “This is crazy, what if she doesn’t even like me? What if she laughs me out of the store…?” He was a little scared but he knew if he didn’t talk to her about something besides signing a piece of paper he was going to kick himself for the next week!

As Jamie closed the register after cashing out a customer, she heard the familiar sounds of the delivery truck grinding through its gears. Her heart skipped a beat and she skipped out from behind the counter and said, “Delivery out back – I’ve got it… somebody cover the register!” and with that she bounded to the back of the store.

Brian picked up a rather heavy package, loaded it on his dolly and walked toward the backdoor of Forbidden Pleasures. Before he could even ring the buzzer, the door opened and he saw a very perky Jamie lean out and say, “Hi! Brian right?”

Caught off guard by her appearance in the doorway but caught even more off guard by her looks, Brian froze for a moment before spitting out the words, “Yeah, Hi Jamie… good to see you again. I’ve got a package for you…”

“I’m sure you do…” she interrupted with a coy look and a mischievous grin on her face.
Brian felt his cock spring to life as he stumbled to find words, obviously surprised.

“Do you want to come inside for a minute? That package looks pretty big, not sure if I could handle it, though I’m perfectly willing to try.” She said as she stepped to the side of the door so he could come in.

Brian’s heart was racing! Was he imagining this? Surely she didn’t mean anything sexual by these comments, but then again – how could she not!?!?! He wheeled his dolly inside and asked, “Where do you want me to put this?”

“Ohhh, I could think of a few creative places…” She could tell she was really getting him riled up now. As she took the pad out of his hands, she turned her back to him and bent over to sign the pad on the desk, placing her cunt mere inches away from his cock and letting her already short skirt ride up just enough to let him see she wasn’t wearing any panties… giving him a sure sign she wasn’t just toying with him. “You can put your package wherever you want…”

It was all Brian could do to contain himself. He couldn’t believe this – this was absolutely the most turned on he had ever been – “Holy friggin cow!” He thought – even if this didn’t go anywhere, this was more than enough to fuel his fantasies for the next week! He stood there for a stunned moment imagining himself stepping closer until his cock pressed against her ass. He imagined her standing up and leaning back against him, bringing her arms up over her head and back around his neck, then arching her back – pressing her cunt against his dick. He imagined sliding his hands down to the hem of her skirt and sliding it up over her hips. He pictured himself sliding his hands around her waist knowing full well that she wasn’t wearing any panties. He then lustfully dreamed of sliding his hands down to her snatch and sliding his fingers between her labia and feeling the unbelievable moistness of her cunt. He imagined her reaching down behind her back and undoing his shorts just enough to reach in and free his engorged cock. He imagined her then leaning forward and guiding the cock effortlessly to her love hole and then slowly, teasingly, agonizingly sliding back inch by inch until his entire dick was completely engulfed in her cunt…

He then snapped back into reality as she said, “You can set the box down over there…” Did she know what he had just been thinking? Could she see the beads of sweat that had begun forming on his brow? What if she could smell the pre-cum that had started oozing out of his head? Brian swore he could smell it… oh God was she sexy! Brian unloaded the box in the middle of the floor and then turned back towards Jamie. As he turned she was facing him and when he came to an abrupt stop they were toe to toe. Jamie took a subtle step closer to Brian, “innocently” pressing her breasts against his muscular chest. “God, I’m getting so wet… PLEASE let this work!” She thought. “Here’s your pad, is there anything else you need from me?” She asked.

Brian took the pad and stood there looking in her eyes. She was SO gorgeous he just couldn’t stop looking at her… and her smile was making his stomach do flips! He took a breath and said, “Jamie, um, I was wondering if maybe you wanted to grab a bite to eat later? I mean I know I hardly know you but…”

“I’d love to…” she stopped him short. “What time do you get off work?”

“I’m usually done by 6:00, what time do you get off?” He asked.

She caught her breath for a second trying to hide her excitement at the thought of “getting off” – in every sense of the word. “Well, I don’t get off till 8:00 – but by that time I’ll be starving, so food will be perfect!”

“Okay then, it’s a date… do you want me to pick you up or do you just want to meet somewhere?” He asked, trying to hide a huge grin.

“Pick me up here and I’ll let you drive me anywhere you want.” She said with a less-than-hidden look of lust in her eyes.

Did she even know what she was doing to him? She was making it hard for him to even walk, his cock was getting huge with every innuendo she let slide from her lips. He smiled and said, “Okay, I’ll see you tonight at 8:00 then.”

“I can’t wait, bye Brian.” She was so giddy inside that she almost wanted him to leave so she could scream from excitement, yet at the same time her cunt was sooo wet she wished he would stay and play a little more… but that would have to wait.

As Brian closed the door behind him he forced himself to walk into his truck and step into the cargo area where he could shake his fists in triumph - free from the embarrassment of other eyes. Then as he started to collect himself, he thought, “Oh crap – what does she like to eat?” He thought about it for a second and then nodded his head as if agreeing with himself. He walked back to the door and hit the buzzer. Jamie opened it and smiled widely when she saw he was still there. “Just couldn’t get enough of me, could you?” She asked playfully.

“No, I don’t think I could ever get enough of you.” He answered, a little more confident now that she had agreed to a date with him. “I was wondering what kind of food you like to eat?”

“Hmmm… let’s see, meat, sausage, finger foods, hot dogs… you decide.” She answered.

A smirk spread across his face and he nodded knowingly, “Finger foods… right. I’ll pick you up at 8:00 then.”

She smiled and made the boldest move yet: She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek and while moving her hand to his hip, she subtly brushed her hand against his bulging crotch. Brian softly bit his bottom lip as he smiled and turned to leave. As Jamie closed the door she collapsed on the floor. She was breathless. It worked – she had a date with the man of her fantasies and she was intent on making all of his come true. She only had one problem: She was so turned on that she could feel her cunt juices dripping down her thighs. “Oh God that feels good.” She stepped into the employee bathroom and sat down on the toilet. She started to just wipe herself with some toilet paper but as she pulled her skirt up to get a good angle, she accidentally brushed her hand against her slit. “Oh good god,” she thought… “here we go again.” Her eyes glazed over a bit and she slowly began sliding her entire hand across her dripping wet snatch. “God, look at what he does to me… oh what I wouldn’t give to have his face buried in my cunt right now!” As she began slipping her fingers in and out of her moist snatch, she kept imagining his tongue stabbing in and out of her cunt… thinking about his lips wrapping around and sucking on her clit. She closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the fantasy. She imagined his head buried between her thighs there in the bathroom stall.

She imagined him ravaging her slit with his tongue and drinking up her juices. She imagined running her fingers through his brown hair and pulling his head deeper into her pussy. She then pictured pulling his face up and kissing him with lustful passion, sucking her own juices off of his face – God how good that would taste! She then fantasized about him sliding his dick into her waiting and wanting cunt… thrusting it in up to the hilt. She imagined spasming with pleasure and wrapping her legs around his ass pulling him deeper and deeper inside of her. She had to have this man’s dick inside her! “Oh God, Brian, where have you been all my life?” She then found herself thinking about bending over in front of Brian – did he have the same thought she had? Was he dreaming about driving his dick into her cunt as she wildly and passionately thrust herself back against him, feeling every inch of his cock as it pounded her horny little pussy? God, she certainly was now – and that was all it took to make her climax right there in the stall…

She fought back spasms and gasps trying not to let anyone hear her erotic pleasures being fulfilled. She let her jaw fall open and her eyes squeeze shut as she felt wave after wave of electricity flow through her body down into her cunt, then dripping down her thighs as her juices escaped in exhausted satisfaction. All she could think about as she righted herself was how fucking amazing tonight was going to be. God she was horny…

It was Brian’s first week on the new job. He was fresh out of college and had just hired on with a well-known shipping company as a delivery driver. Wednesday morning he pulled into the parking lot of the distribution center, clocked in and picked up his delivery papers for that morning. He thumbed through them to get a feel for where he was headed that day and as he flipped through the pages, the business name, “Forbidden Pleasures” caught his eye. Forbidden Pleasures was an adult novelty store he drove by every day on his way home… he’d never actually gone in but he had sure thought about it, and now it looked like he would be stopping by today.

As Brian worked his route and dropped off package after package, he couldn’t shake the thought out of his head about having a porn shop on his route; it caused more than a slight bulge in his trademark brown shorts. He kept imagining flirting with a sexy vixen of a clerk and then finding himself getting lucky… “Whatever,” he thought, “Those porn store clerks are always either old perverted men or less than lust-worthy old ladies… it’ll never happen in a million years.”

It was around 11:00 a.m. when Brian pulled the large brown truck into the shopping strip where Forbidden Pleasures was housed. He pulled around back into the delivery alley, rummaged through the boxes in the back of his truck and pulled out a stack of boxes addressed to Forbidden Pleasures. Stepping off the truck, he pressed the buzzer and waited for the door to open.

As the buzzer sounded, Jamie sat up and looked towards the back of the store. There were only a few customers browsing around so she asked Lisa, one of her co-workers to watch the counter while she took the delivery in back. As Jamie opened the backdoor she looked up to see a gorgeous man in uniform. He had lustfully brown eyes, a nice head of brown hair, chiseled features and an amazingly fit 6’4” body – all contained in one nicely fitting brown delivery uniform. Pleasantly surprised, Jamie spoke, “You’re NEW… what happened to Frank, the regular guy?”

Brian almost fell backwards when the door opened and he beheld a goddess. All he could think was, “Holy…” She was amazing. She had shoulder length golden brown hair, gorgeous hazel eyes that you could absolutely get lost in, and, “Oh my God, that body!” He thought. She was about 5’8” and obviously took care of herself. She was tanned to a perfect bronze, wearing an off the shoulder blouse that showed off the angles and lines of her shoulder blades, had gorgeous biceps, perfect breasts, and as his eyes went lower, he found paradise: She was wearing an amazing mini-skirt that revealed great thighs and even greater calves. As he felt his cock begin to stiffen, Brian had to keep reminding himself, “Don’t drool. Don’t drool.” As she asked him a question he had to rip himself back into reality to say, “Um, I don’t know… this is my first week on the job. But I’m guessing whatever happened to Frank has something to do with why I’m new.” He smiled innocently and, trying to be the gentleman, kept his eyes on hers so he wouldn’t be thought rude or offensive if she saw him pining over her body. “I’ve got some packages here for you but I need you to sign first.”

As Jamie took the pad and pen from this new fantasy before her, she accidentally brushed his forearm with hers and held back a shudder at the excitement she got just from feeling his skin against hers. As she struggled to act cool and collected enough to sign her name without misspelling it, she realized that her panties were beginning to collect a small amount of moisture… this guy’s mere presence was turning her on! As she handed the pad back to him, she lifted her eyes to his and smiled. God, he was so deliciously handsome!

Brian took the pad back and, having a slight ulterior motive, read the name and asked, “Jamie, is it?”

“Yeah, and your name is…?” She asked.

“Oh, sorry. Brian, my name’s Brian.” He said as he extended out his hand.

“Well Brian, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” She said as she shook his hand, secretly not wanting to let go.

“No ma’am, the pleasures all mine. Well, I’ll see you next time.” Brian smiled and started to turn towards the door, trying with all his might to maintain composure and keep his cool… but he didn’t realize how close he was to the door and almost smacked his face on it. Sheepishly looking back at her and smiling, he backed up a few steps and walked out the door closing it softly behind him.

Jamie quickly put her eye up to the peephole to watch him get in his delivery truck and pull away. When he was out of sight, she turned around and leaned back against the door sighing and thinking, “’The pleasure is all mine’ – oh what I wouldn’t GIVE to pleasure that man…” Then, feeling a little guilty for thinking it, but thinking it just the same, she mused, “God let that Frank guy be dead – I wanna get to know this Brian guy!”

As Brian pulled away he opened his mouth and quietly let out a breath of relief as his mind quickly developed fantasies for his lust to feast on. Brian suddenly realized he was in a bit of pain: He looked down and saw that his dick was in desperate need of adjustment inside his tight brown shorts – “Oh crap,” he thought, “I wonder if she noticed how hard I was – oh man, how embarrassing!” He then tried to shake off the thoughts he was having and finish his route. “Wow” he thought as he left the shopping strip.

Jamie went back to the counter after unloading the boxes of new inventory onto the shelves and rested her elbow on the counter and set her chin on her hand. It was all she could do to wait through this day so she could go home and spend some time pleasuring herself with this newfound fantasy. When her shift finally ended she got in her car and let her mind race through all of the images she had absorbed of Brian. She started thinking of what was under those tight brown shorts and imagining tracing her fingers over the muscles on his chest… it was too much for her to think about and she started inadvertently tracing her teeth with her tongue. She started breathing heavier and felt a slight gush inside her cunt. She couldn’t take it anymore – even though she was only about 10 minutes from her apartment, she had to have some relief! She slid her hand between her legs and, being careful not to let any other drivers see what she was doing, slid her panties aside and slipped her middle finger into her sopping wet slit. “Ohhhh… God,” she thought. She was trying so hard to keep her mouth from gaping open as she drove – and trying even harder to keep the car between the lines! She slid her fingers in and out of her pussy just losing herself in thoughts of Brian making a “special delivery”, giving her his “package”. She imagined him bending her over the counter and driving her pussy from behind with his engorged dick… she started pumping her fingers in and out of her hot, wet cunt and started gasping for breath. All she could think about was how badly she wanted to rip his clothes off of him and fuck him with every ounce of her being. She was starting to shake with lust and passion at the pleasure she was experiencing. As she started to turn into her complex she had to stop abruptly to regain composure while she drove past the gate monitor for her apartments. “God,” she thought, quickly gathering her keys and purse before practically sprinting for her door, “I have got to get Brian to fuck me!”

Brian clocked out and got in his own truck to drive home. The only image going through his mind again and again and again was the picture of Jamie opening that door. It was as if heavenly light burst forth from behind her – at least in his mind. He sped home as quickly as he could and walked in his townhouse, locking the door behind him. He had one mission to fulfill: Get his clothes off and get in the shower because he had to get off with this fantasy now! As he turned on the hot water, he unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the ground before kicking off his shoes, then unbuttoning and slipping off his shorts. Instantly he knew this was going to feel awesome – his dick was busting at the seams of his briefs. He slipped off his underwear and stepped into the steaming shower.

As Jamie locked her door behind her, she violently pulled her blouse over her head and threw it on the couch. She then kicked off her shoes as she stumbled towards her bedroom. She deftly stepped out of her mini-skirt and tugged her panties off. She then dove onto her bed and reached underneath for her “little friend”. Laying on her back, she twisted the head on her vibrator and embraced it against her clit and instantly dropped her jaw with pleasure. “Nnnoohhhh…” she gasped.”

Brian soaped up his hands and began sliding his fist up and down the shaft of his thick dick. “Ohhhhh God…” he moaned as he leaned his head against the shower wall. He began slowly pumping his fist along his pulsating member, imagining what Jamie’s pussy would feel like wrapped around his throbbing dick. He could just picture her stripping off in front of him and then slowly sliding herself down, impaling her cunt on his cock. Oh, just the thought was making him start to get weak in the knees. He held onto that thought of Jamie’s body against his, slowly grinding up and down, gyrating against his hips, and hungrily trying to pull more of his cock inside her hot, juicy cunt.

Jamie was already curling her toes and sticking her tongue up in the air, imagining shoving that tongue in Brian’s mouth. How wonderful it would be to feel his lips against hers. She was imagining his dick sliding deeper and deeper inside her longing cunt with each thrust – she knew that if she could only see him again she would not let him walk out that door without letting him know she wanted to fuck his brains out. God, just thinking about his dick inside her and imagining those gorgeous eyes staring lustfully into her own – it was all she could take. Jamie felt her body tightening up and her jaw getting wider and wider as she felt the coming orgasm. “Ohhhhh, ohhhhh GOD!” She stammered. The rush of pleasure hit her like a pile driver and slammed her body into spasms… the pleasure was so intense she couldn’t speak, couldn’t scream… hell, she could barely even breathe it felt so good as her cunt flooded with juice. She slammed her head back against the pillow and shoved her hips up into the air as the orgasm took control of her passion-ravaged senses.

Brian just kept imagining Jamie sliding her pussy up and down his dick. Then he started to feel his eruption mounting. He imagined seeing her body in all it’s glory with those amazing tits and that beautiful face, then he imagined her eyes: Those gorgeous hazel eyes and he locked in on them. He imagined staring her in the face as his cum stormed through his shaft. He felt it… it was here… “nnnngggggggAAAAAHHHH!” He screamed as his hot sperm fired out of his dick onto the wall of the shower… it felt otherworldly and he just kept thrusting his hand up and down his shaft until every last drop had oozed from the head of his cock. Brian was shaking from the pleasure of it and as he leaned full body against the shower wall, he knew he had to have her. She was the girl of his dreams and he didn’t care what happened, he had to tell her that he wanted her… all of her.

“Shit! I don’t believe it! That’s Mrs. Robinson!” Greg gasped as we turned the corner on our way home from the gym were we both worked.
“Mrs. Robinson; like in the movie?” I asked.
“Not really. I told you about Karen, didn’t I?” he continued, “this is her mum,” as we walked towards a middle aged, tartly dressed, bottle blonde, woman who was just the right side of being fat.

“Oh! Karen!” I grinned as stories of Greg’s teenage sexual conquests shot through my mind.
“Mrs. Robinson?” Greg asked as he got nearer the woman.

She turned, rather unsteadily on her high heals, and squinted into the sun as her eyes slowly focussed on Greg’s huge frame.
“Greg; Greg Murray? I used to date your daughter…Karen.” He whispered, suddenly unsure of himself.
“Greg?” She thought for a moment; then a huge grin lit up her face, “How could I forget?”

Relieved, my friend took a step nearer. Just as he was about to offer his hand for her to shake, the woman gently took his face in her well manicured fingers and planted a big kiss on his cheeks.

“Oh Greg of course I remember you. My darling daughter was never the same after you left for college. I think you broke the poor girls’ heart!” Mrs. Robinson giggled as she slapped his arm.

If this was the same Karen that Greg had told me I couldn’t imagine her having a broken heart for very long.
Greg shuffled his feet and looked embarrassed.

“What are you doing here?” The woman slurred slightly. It was obvious from her manner and speech that she had been drinking quite heavily.
“We’re looking after my brothers flat while he’s in Germany.” He then motioned to a window above a bakery at the end of the street.
“Oh, Greg darling,” Mrs. Robinson sighed, “be a darling and let me use your toilet. I’ve just had lunch with some old friends and have been waiting so long for a bloody taxi I think I’m going to pee my pants!”

“I suppose so.” Greg looked at me, so I shrugged my shoulders.
“Mmm,” she purred, “and who’s your gorgeous friend?”
I smiled as she ran her long red finger nail down my chest.

“Paul or Bracey. We went to College together and now we work at the Musclerama Gym across the road.” Greg explained as I turned the key in the lock.
“He, he, he,” the woman hissed as she pushed him out of the way and comically hurried up the stairs, her large arse wobbling from side to side, “I’d better hurry, you wouldn’t want me to pee myself; would you? Which one’s the toilet, darling?”

“First left.” I shouted as Mrs. Robinson reached the top stair, giving us a perfect view of her flabby white thighs, stocking tops and black lace knickers under her short black skirt.

“Like mother like daughter!” Greg chuckled as he theatrically grabbed his dick through his shorts.
When we reached the landing I stood outside the toilet door and listened to the noises from within. She hadn’t been exaggerating - it sounded like a waterfall as her piss cascaded into the bowl while the old woman sighed with relief.

Greg knocked on the door and asked if she wanted a coffee while she waited for a taxi.
“I hope you’ve got something stronger than bloody coffee!” Mrs. Robinson called back as the toilet flushed.
“We’ve only got beer,” Greg called from the kitchen.

“That’ll do nicely,” she grinned at me as she sashayed into the living room.
As she flopped beside me on the sofa her enormous breasts nearly bounced out of her dress.
“Oops!” she chuckled as she grabbed them, “nearly had an accident there; didn’t I?”
I smiled in appreciation.

“What would the neighbours think if my titties accidentally fell out right in front of two strapping young men?” Mrs. Robinson was still laughing when Greg handed us both a bottle of beer,

“What’s so funny?” Greg asked as he sat on the arm of the sofa while swigging from his bottle.
“One of my titties nearly popped out of my dress!” she howled again, making them shake as much as before.
“I wish I’d been here to see that!” he smiled and raised his bottle to me.

“You naughty boy!” she chided him as she slapped his leg, “is that all you think about?”
“Sort of!” we both said together, as we stared at her huge breasts. From the shape and movement when she moved, plus her nipples were nearly poking out, it was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“So this is your little love nest, is it?” She asked as she surveyed the room, “I bet no girl is safe when they come here, are they?”
“We get our share.” Greg grinned and looked at me for conformation. I nodded.

“You haven’t changed? Have you?” Mrs. Robinson laughed as her hand lingered on his muscular thigh, “You always were a horny little sod!”
Greg playfully looked shocked at the accusation.

“Yes you were” she continued, “Don’t think for one moment that didn’t know what you and Karen got up to when she told me you were studying!”
I was now laughing at Greg’s shocked expression – eyes wide open and mouth agape!

As Mrs. Robinson rolled her eyes and pursed her lips she handed me her empty bottle, which presumably meant that she wanted a new full one.
When I returned she had crossed her legs and was showing a lot of thigh above her stocking top which Greg had obviously noticed too.
For a woman her age and size (for God’s sake she was older than my mother) she was starting to look very, very sexy.

Mrs. R was now poking Greg in the chest with a long red finger nail to make a point.

“Don’t think that you were her first,” she slurred, “but from the bloody noises that she made you must have been the bloody biggest!” Her eyes were spinning like a slot machine as she slumped back into the cushion.

As she rocked back the strap of her dress slid down her arm, letting the top of her dress drop at the same time exposing most of the massive mammary including a huge pink nipple.

“Christ, I used to look forward to you coming around to visit (he, he, he),” Mrs. R slurred, her eyes half closed, “Karen would look all bloody innocent when she answered the door, then ten minutes later I would hear you moaning and groaning then the bloody light would start swinging when you shagged her!”

She then ran her fingers across Greg’s dick, “I don’t know what you’ve got in there but it must be some size; the way you made my little girl scream!” (he, he, he!)
Sort of self-conscious Greg chuckled, “I had no idea. Shit! You heard us!” My friend laughed but looked pleased with himself.

“Half the bloody street must have heard you some nights!” Mrs. Robinson grinned as she squeezed Greg’s shaft through his shorts.
There was now a loud silence as the mood changed from playful to sexual.

I was the first to respond, pulling the other strap off her shoulder until her bodice was around her waist, fully exposing both of her gorgeous breasts.
The woman didn’t flinch.

I kissed her neck and shoulder as my hand gently stroked her breast and teased the rock hard nipple.
Without removing her fingers from Greg’s stiffening cock, she gave a sexy sigh and sank back into the sofa cushion as I mashed a huge handful of mature breast between my fingers.

Greg did the same to the other breast. Mrs. Robinson now closed her eyes and allowed us free reign to tug, suck, grope and lick her enormous breasts.
As Greg licked her nipple she sharply opened her eyes, “What was that?” Mrs. R gasped. He turned his head upwards and poked his tongue out; showing her a silver stud.

“Mmm nice,” she purred, “Keep doing that darling!”
“How big are these things?” I whispered as I nibbled her earlobe while my hand firmly mashed and groped a massive melon, occasionally making her wince and moan.

“38…ooh…38FF…ooh keep doing that with your tongue,” Mrs. Robinson sighed as Greg’s stud kept flicking across her nipple.
“Oh God, Mrs. Robinson that’s good,” Greg groaned as she continued vigorously stroked his dick through the material of his baggy shorts.
“Doreen darling, call me Doreen,” she moaned in a husky voice that sounded as if it had been soaked in alcohol and tobacco for years.
Greg giggled as he adjusted his position, “It seems sexier if I keep calling you Mrs. Robinson if that’s ok.”

“Whatever darling,” she giggled as her hand now wandered up the leg of his shorts, “Ooh! What have we here?”
Not letting go of her soft tit, Greg sat back and let her get a good grip on his stiffening dick, “You tell me – you’re the expert!”
She laughed out loud and in an even deeper huskier voice growled, “I think that it might be a great big cock! Am I right?”
“Ha, ha, ha,” he chuckled, “The lady wins first prize, anything off the top shelf!”

Without taking her eyes off Greg her other hand slowly searched for my own hard cock. I sighed when she found it and ran her finger nail along the length.
“I’d rather have two from the ‘middle’ shelf if that’s all right.” She laughed.

As I moved my head across her chest to suck her nipple she let go of my cock and wrapped her arm around my shoulders, pulling me in tight.
Feeling brave I began stroking and caressing her chubby nylon covered leg as Greg and Doreen began kissing passionately.

Without prompting the dirty old woman opened her legs and spread them across both of our knees. I couldn’t resist the invitation and with my face buried between her heaving titties my fingers went to tickle her pussy through her knickers.

“Fucking Hell!” I gasped as I stopped suckling her hard nipple. I couldn’t believe my own eyes; when the dirty old cow had been in the toilet she’d taken her knickers off! My fingers had virtually been sucked inside her sticky cunt.

Doreen broke off from kissing Greg for a few seconds as my third finger slid easily into her greasy hole.
“Ooh yes darling, that’s nice… keep doing that…ooh yes.” She gasped then resumed sticking her tongue down my best friends’ throat.
Greg’s hand quickly joined mine and within seconds of my discovery we both had fingers inside her dripping twat.

After a couple of minutes I gently slid off the sofa to get a better view of her sloppy cunt. Mrs. Robinson kept her foot balanced on the edge for me, so her legs were as still as far apart as possible with four of our fingers inside her.

As Greg forced his head between her massive jugs, sucking and licking alternate nipples, I marvelled at her freshly shaved swollen cunt which had a large butterfly tattooed were her furry minge had once been.

Mrs. Robinson was now panting and groaning as my fingers dug deeper inside her well used hole, scraping against what I guessed to be her G-spot as Greg slapped her wobbly titties against his face.

I leant forward and inhaled her musk as our fingers twisted and turned inside her well used cunt. The smell was sweeter than I’d expected, but the amount of ‘love-juice’ oozing out either side of our fingers didn’t. Greg moved position and pulled his fingers out leaving a trail of slime across her thigh.
The liquid looked and felt like glue as it clung to my fingers and knuckles each time I pulled them back to the opening of her slit.
In one swift motion Greg removed his shorts and pants and squatted on the sofa.

“Jesus Christ!” Mrs. Robinson squealed as his long cock sprang into view, “that thing’s bloody massive! Was it that big when….?”
“When I was fucking your daughter?” Greg laughed, “Of course it was, why did you think she kept inviting me to your house?”
“But it’s…so big…now I know what she saw in you.” Mrs. R continued as Greg slowly masturbated in front of her face.

He suddenly grabbed her wrist as he waved his long thick cock in front of the old woman’s ruby red lips. He looked at me and nodded. I took the hint and grabbed her other wrist. Mrs. Robinson’s mouth hung open as she tried to catch his inflamed knob without using her hands.

Greg playfully slapped her cheeks with his stiff shaft.
“You dirty old slut…is this what you want? Is it?” he laughed as the tip brushed against her skin.
“Yes, yes,” she panted.

“You’re just like your daughter…she was a dirty little cocksucker too…she loved sucking my dick…are you as good as her? Are you a good cocksucker?” He continued teasing her as my fingers pummelled her soaking pussy, “Are you? Or does Karen suck cocks better than her mother?”
“Let me show you,” she panted as she licked his knob, “please.”

Greg howled with laughter as he moved forward and 4 or 5 inches of his brown cock disappeared into her willing mouth.
Her head rocked back and forth and I could see that she was sucking it like you would a mouthful of toffee.

“Mmmm…that’s good,” Greg grinned at me, “she’s nearly as good a cocksucker as her daughter.” Doreen seemed to take this as a challenge and her gobbling became frenzied.

"My back is killing me." I groaned to my husband, as I hobbled into the house after three hours gardening.

"Don't look at me for sympathy!" He shook his head in despair as he continued typing a report "I told you to leave it until tomorrow when I could help."

I mouthed an obscenity behind his back. He had offered to help, but it was such a glorious afternoon and I wanted to make the garden look nice before the weather changed for the worse.

"Go and have a hot bath. That usually works." He muttered.

I did just that. Half an hour later I was up to my chin in hot soapy bubbles. It didn't help.

I could hardly move the following morning. Even after taking painkillers, my back had virtually seized up.

After phoning in sick at work I rang the doctors' surgery for an emergency appointment.

"Can I see a doctor this morning please? My back has seized up," I told the receptionist.

"I'll see what I can do." She seemed more sympathetic when explained how much pain I was in. "Doctor Richards will see you at the end of surgery – 11.15."

As my husband of 15 years had already gone to work I took a taxi to town.

The dull ache in my back meant that I could only edge along the corridor to the receptionists' window. I struggled onto a chair and waited.

I was the last person in the waiting room when Dr. Richards' buzzer went 15 minutes later.

I grimaced as I entered his room.

"That looks painful," he smiled. I'd never seen him before. Dr. Richards was in his late 30's, about 6 feet tall and ruggedly good looking with short dark curly hair. My first thoughts were that he had probably been a rugby player.

He stood up and towered above me, still smiling.

"Stay there," he told me in a Scottish accent. I did as I was told. "Let me take your jacket." He continued as he slid my coat down my arms.

I was only wearing a skirt and a loose shirt that buttoned up the front, as I hadn't been able to fasten my bra because of my bad back. I felt very frumpy as my 32DD breasts flopped around.

Dr. Richards moved around me stroking and squeezing my shoulders and back. I winced as he touched my very tender lower back.

"Mmmm." He mused, "Can you climb onto the table and lie face down? I'll try and relieve the tension in your back muscles with some physiotherapy and massage."

As I moved across the room he stopped me by touching my arm, "Oh, I'm sorry to ask, but can you take your skirt off?" He asked me, "It'll make things much easier for you." The Doctor turned to look at my file on his desk as I disappeared behind the curtain.

"I didn't think... Ehm... I suppose... I didn't expect that..." I mumbled as I unzipped the skirt letting it drop to my ankles.

It was only then that I realised that I was wearing a small pink transparent thong.

"I see that you've had problems with your back before," He told me as he read my file, "and your abdomen." I didn't reply as I was gingerly sitting on the edge of the table then slowly rolling onto my front.

"Oh!" he exclaimed when he pulled the curtain back and faced me. A cheeky smile lit up his face as he looked at my ample arse, which was hardly covered by two square inches of pink cotton and Lycra.

"Close your eyes and try to relax." He whispered as he gently rubbed my hips with his warm hands. It took a few minutes but I did eventually relax. He kept whispering that I should tell him 'where it hurt' or 'if he was making me uncomfortable'.

His hands pressed into the flesh either side of my spine, "Owwwww!" I moaned as his thumbs found the exact spot where the pain was.

"Oops, sorry!" He apologised, then continued rubbing and stroking the sensitive area. His massage was soothing the aches even if it was still causing me considerable pain.

"Tell me if this hurts too much," he whispered.

"No, it's fine." I told him through gritted teeth.

His palms eventually worked their way onto my buttocks.

"Ooh!" I sighed by accident.

"Does that feel better?" he chuckled as he ground his hands into my painful flesh.

"Sort of!" I said as I fought back the tears.

He continued pummelling my body in the nicest possible way for 5 or more minutes. As he did so I could feel the area become 'warmer' as the muscles relaxed.

I drifted off into a dreamlike state as he pounded my lower back, buttocks and thighs. It was still painful but a deliciously nice kind of pain as his long firm fingers dug into the skin at the top of my legs.

I heard his voice but couldn't make out what he was saying as I had 'drifted off' into dreamland.

"Can you turn over onto your back please?" he repeated.

Embarrassed, I slowly rolled onto my back.

As I made myself comfortable he pressed the balls of his hands into my pelvic area either side of my pants.

I looked down to see him staring at my hairy bush through the material of my thong as he pressed into the joints at the top of my thighs.

I gripped the sides of the table as he massaged the muscles up and down the length of my legs. I'd never felt anything like this before. My back still ached but his massage was inducing the most amazing feeling in my lower body.

"This may hurt a little bit, “he laughed, "but trust me, I'm a Doctor!" As he took hold of my right ankle and knee, twisting my leg into a 45degree angle away from my hip, which also gave him an unobstructed view of my barely covered pussy.

He continued pulling and pushing each leg into the air, into all sorts of shapes and angles. Each time, making me moan or groan. My back was beginning to really loosen up; especially when he held both ankles and pushed my legs back until my knees touched my chest parallel to my shoulder blades.

"I see that you feel a lot more relaxed now!" he told me as he held my legs in this position.

"SHIT!" I looked down to see that he was staring at my sodden knickers, which had worked their way in between my labia.

It felt like a 10,000volt electric shock as he ran his finger along my crack as I now held my legs in the air. "Oooohh!" I groaned.

"Let's see if this helps too," he sniggered as he pulled my pink panties out of my soaking pussy with one hand as the other pulled my sticky lips apart. I pulled my legs apart as he buried his face into my cavity.

"Oh Hell yesssss!" I sighed as his tongue and lips touched my wet pussy.

My feet were now on the examining table but I kept my legs as wide apart as possible as my Doctor lapped up my juices like a kitten with cream.

His face was rubbing against my labia as his long tongue probed my hole like a burrowing snake. He moved his face to one side as he replaced his tongue with two of his thick fingers.

"FUCKING HELL!" I grunted as they twisted around inside my pussy as his tongue continued flicking my clit.

I grabbed the underside of my thighs and lifted my legs back into the air as a third and then fourth finger entered my hole. My head was shaking as he fucked me with his fingers.

"Ohhhh yes, oh yes, Ohhhh yeessss, oh fuck, oh yesss!" I moaned and groaned as his other hand slid under my shirt so he could squeeze my flabby tits and nipples.

Dr. Richards was now licking and sucking my engorged clitoris as he tried to force his thumb into me cunt as well. My eyes were nearly popping out of my 43-year-old head as his long tongue rubbed against my throbbing clit.

"Aaaarrrggghhh" I tried to stifle my scream as he rammed his whole fist into my sloppy cunt. My feet were now either side of my head as his complete hand continually fucked my stretched hole.

I had to bite my arm as my brain screamed, "Yooouuuu fffuuuuuccckkkeeerrr!" when nuclear sized orgasm exploded inside my head.

I was trembling like a leaf as he gently withdrew his thick hand from my body. Dr. Richards stood up facing me at the bottom of the table; his face and fingers all shiny and covered in my love juices.

I stared at him as he held the most enormous rock hard cock that I'd ever seen in his hand.

"My turn now!" he chuckled as he proceeded to rub it furiously until he fired jet after jet of molten spunk onto my knickers and belly. I didn't think that he would ever end as globule after globule soaked into my panties.

As the last drops finally oozed onto my thigh the doctor was panting for breath just as I had done minutes earlier.

I couldn't take my eyes off his monster as he pulled his trousers up and tucked it back into his pants.

"Phew!" he gasped, turning to his desk, "You can get dressed now, and I'll write a sick note for two weeks, is that okay?" I nodded meekly as I wiped myself clean with some paper towels.

Dr. Richards grinned at me as I attempted to take off my spunk covered knickers, "I think that you should keep them on until you get home, by the way!" he chuckled. As I bent down to retrieve my skirt I realised that my back was much looser and most of the pain had gone.

I felt his eyes staring at me as I pulled my skirt up. I was still in a state of sexual ecstasy as he handed me the note for my employer.

His hands cupped my aching breasts as he told me, "I'll make an appointment for you at the same time each day this week for more 'physio', is that all right?" I nodded as he tweaked my nipples one more time.

As I walked past the receptionist I was sure that she could smell the doctors' spunk which was still clinging to me. It was the same in the taxi; the driver engaged me in 'small talk' but kept looking at me in his mirror and winked at me as I arrived home.

Once inside my home I looked at my reflection in the hall mirror, it was a new woman that stared back at me. My hair was dishevelled and my face was glowing. My nipples had never been as stiff as they poked through my shirt. I was no longer just a wife and mother of three.

I decided to have a shower. I laughed out loud as I had to peel my cold sticky thong off and down my legs. The smell of his pungent spunk was still as intoxicating as I rubbed my pink panties over my face.

My back was tingling as I stood under the cascading hot shower but it was nothing compared to the ache in my loins as the shampoo bubbles covered my body. It felt wonderful as I rubbed the soap into my voluptuous breasts and washed my still gaping pussy.

I needed more fulfilment and grabbed the shampoo bottle. I'd never done anything like this before but pressing my back firmly against the wall I eased the 'family size' shampoo bottle into my tingling cunt. "Oooohh!" I moaned as I squeezed my left tit. Then 2 then 3 inches of the plastic bottle began filling my hole. My cunt was still stretched from my earlier fisting, but the thick- necked shampoo bottle would have to suffice. Oh God! This was fucking fantastic as I fucked my pussy with this large phallus while rubbing my large soapy tits then rubbing my clit. I wanted it last forever and I wanted it to finish NOW! I was in a frenzy as the huge bottle kept disappearing into my hole, as my fingers were a blur rubbing my love-button.

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK, FUCK ME!" I screamed as my second fantastic orgasm of the day lit up my body.

I shuddered as I clung onto the sides of the cubicle to stop myself falling down. It took 30 seconds to recover my senses only for me to realise that the family size shampoo bottle was still wedged up my cunt! I wouldn't be able to look at it the same way ever again!

As I got dressed I remembered that I had four more appointments to go with Doctor Dick!