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RED HOT Sweet Doctor
He stretched the first hose out, wrapped it around his fist and squeezed hard. When I first felt Dr. Blumfield wrap the powdered rubber around my wrist, I almost screamed – just like his burning eyes and calm insistence, the restraint made me feel vaguely uncomfortable, but the discomfort actually excited me. My thoughts turned momentarily to Walter, no doubt sitting in the car outside, listening to his talk radio, and probably checking his watch every thirty seconds. Maybe quietly cursing me under his breath. Maybe not so quietly cursing me.I didn’t care.I really didn’t. Of all the things the doctor had done, the face that I could honestly say to myself that Walter was not, at present, controlling my thoughts - that felt best of all.When I tried to move my hand to scratch my nose, the pinching and tugging on the tiny hairs on my wrist were intense. In fact, the whole experience was intense – by turns terrifying, confusing, and horny as all fuck, my thoughts got a little bit cloud
RED HOT Sweet Doctor
Dr. Blumfield’s thumbs broke my little fantasy with a pinch on either nipple that, at first, hurt. As he twisted and gently tugged, the preceding flash of agony quickly subsided and turned to warm, wet pleasure.He squeezed, hard, with the rest of his fingers. That, too, hurt at first, but soon I wanted him to do it again and again. “Please! Please pinch me harder, doctor!” I said, but he shushed me.“No, no, Alex. Doctor knows best. No talking now. But, I would very much like it if you helped me get ready to treat you.”Next thing I knew, I felt the heavy warmth of his prick against my face. All I could see if I turned my head as much as possible was the line of hair from his chest ending above a tree-trunk of a cock. The smell of him – of his musk, his balls, and his hair – lit some kind of fire in my belly. My nipples got, again, harder. The tiny gusts of wind coming across the room from the air conditioner vent were enough to make my flesh pebble. As he stroked his dickhead across
RED HOT Sweet Doctor
Something told me that I’d find a way.His hands barely grazed my skin on the way down my body to where they came to rest between my legs. The biting, rasping gloves tugged me, made the flesh under my public hair smart and tingle as each stubbly hair was tugged under the rubber gloves.He pushed his cock deeper inside my mouth until finally his tip pushed fully against my throat. The further down me he went the bigger and harder he felt. I wanted those balls on my face. I wanted his prick jammed down my throat, choking me, making me gag. I decided to do whatever it took to get both things exactly where I wanted them. Dr. Blumfield already felt good, just where he was, with one hand motionless on my sex, and the other moving back and forth between my tits.Very gently, I touched my teeth on either side of his dick. Flicking my tongue up and down that tiny place on the underside of his cock got him to shiver. Up and down, up and down. The more I licked, the harder his hips pistoned back
RED HOT Sweet Doctor
I groaned and flicked my tongue around the base of his cock, almost touching the heavy balls that were just out of reach. As slowly as he pushed inside, he slid out, but never once stopped the grinding, the slow rotating, inside my pussy.The void he left in my throat ached. Physically it hurt, but also he left a space that reminded me of everything I’d been missing. More than anything, I wanted him back inside me. I wanted him close. I wanted...“Alex?” His voice broke my train of thought. “Alex, it’s time to discuss terms.”“Terms?” I sputtered, trying to concentrate as he finger-fucked me deeper and sweeter.“Remember, quid pro quo. I do for you, you for me.”“Yes – yes, Dr. Blumfield. Anything you want. Anything at all.”“I had a feeling that’s what you’d say. It’s very simple.” He curled his fingers inside me for emphasis. Pushed the heel of his hand hard against me. “You belong to me. You do what I say, when I say. Clear?”“I... but what about Walter? Won’t he know?”“Not if you
RED HOT Sweet Doctor
“Mmm,” I moaned, “the stretching, Doctor Blumfield, the stretching is making me warm. I feel little tingles spreading out of my tight little pussy and up my back. Feels so big, just so, so big. So hard and hot. I’ve never felt anything like your cock before, not ever.” I half-opened my eyes in a pleasured glaze and saw him smiling downward with his eyes fixed on his thick cock sliding inside my body, then pulling back.“I feel you tug on my lips, when you push forward they follow your dick in, and then when you pull out, they, mmmm...” I stopped to moan when he began circling my clit with the tip of his thumb, “they drag along your shaft. God you feel so good. Please, please shove it deep. Cum in me, please, doctor Blumfield. Fill your slave’s cunt. Fill her up.”Calling myself ‘slave’ felt very strange. At first, it felt like role play – like I’d put on a Halloween costume. But then I said it again, and again, and it began to feel like home.“Yes!” I cried when he finally pushed in h
RED HOT Sweet Doctor / Stripper
For some reason, those words pushed me over the edge. The electric surges in my pussy turned savage. My walls convulsed, my asshole gripped his finger, and I moaned so loudly that it might have sounded like a sob. I felt my sex squeeze him in waves started at the base of his dick and moving all the way up him.I closed my eyes and used every ounce of strength I had to squeeze him, and at just that moment, I felt his cock jump inside my body, and seem to grow even bigger than it had been. Then, a half-second later, the first burst of his sticky, hot cum blasted inside me.My vision went white and I wrenched my ankles and wrists. The biting, pinching sensations joined the squeeze-and-release of my sex and pushed shuddering waves up and down my body. And then, for the first time, my worn out little pussy pushed a gush of my own juice around his cock. Again I clenched my pussy muscles and again I squirted as he sucked another breath and pushed forward one last time.He stayed that way, in
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“A high roller?” I fought the urge to laugh. The guy probably asked for sparkling water and Rick thought he was fancy. Our club was an establishment for truckers and minivan driving dads; anybody with any taste or money took their plane to Orlando or South Florida if they wanted girls.“Yes, this guy is loaded. He already ordered a bottle of champagne – you know that bottle of Dom we keep in the back? Plus, he has private security and came in a limo.” Rick was moving fast, his hand incessantly pushing on my lower back, his words practically panting with excitement.I allowed myself a small sliver of excitement. This guy did sound loaded. Maybe this night would be different. Maybe I would actually meet someone worth meeting, someone who didn’t try to haggle over the price of a lap dance, or who would try and cop a free feel. Rick pulled back the curtain that enclosed the VIP section and I stepped through the curtain and had my first glimpse of him.There are people that bring elegance
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“Touch yourself.”“They can see us.”“You like that?”“Your cock. Now. Please.”The tour of Nathan’s home concludes at the guest house, stepping inside an unnecessary movement since its entire interior is shown through the glass walls that make up three of its four walls. He points out the galley kitchen, the studio apartment, complete with a living room area, fireplace, walk-in closet and deluxe bath. He seems particular interested in my opinion, and I nod politely, a smile pasted on my features. “It is beautiful. You have a wonderful home.”Then, we return, back to the majestic home’s great room, my eyes flickering over the two bodyguards, who now frame the door, their eyes following us as his body guides me towards the kitchen.“Stop.” Nathan’s voice, commanding behind me.I stop, standing before a large dining table, it surface smooth and, like everything else, glass. I feel his hand on my back, sliding upward and then the release as my top is undone. I turn to face him, his eyes
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