It was a bright, warm day and the weather was pleasant for that time of the year, but eighteen year old Jenny was far too nervous to feel the heat of the sun on her face. She let out a soft shiver, despite the temperature. Carla slipped her arm into Jenny’s and gave her a little squeeze of encouragement and support. “Come on, you’ll be fine,” she reassured her with a smile. “Every woman’s had this at some point. There’s literally nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about.” “I know,” mumbled Jenny. “That’s what my mom told me.” “And your mom’s right. She must have had dozens of these kind of check ups over the years. And I’m sure you’d rather have this than like...I don’t know...get cancer or something. Because there’s a risk, y’know, if you don’t get these check ups – “ “I know, I know,” Jenny interrupted. “You’re right. Mom’s right. I can’t help being nervous, okay?” She huffed a bit and pushed some of her medium length blonde hair back off her face. “I just don’t like
Chapter 2 Jenny’s eyes couldn’t help but dive down to it a little, especially once they were both sat, and the doctor’s breasts were closer to eye level. It was far too easy to just take a cheeky glance down, and they were pretty hard to miss. Must have been a D cup at least. She vaguely wondered whether they were real as the doctor began to speak, looking on her computer at Jenny’s patient notes to find out why she was here. “So...it’s just a standard check up, with smear test?” She glanced up. Jenny nodded, nervous at the very mention of it. She swallowed and reached for Carla’s hand, who took it and gave it a gentle squeeze. Jenny cleared her throat. “I uh...also wanted to speak with you about getting some birth control.” “Ah,” Dr Henley nodded understandingly. “Do you have an active sex life?” “Well, it’s not that so much although...obviously it would be kind of useful for that. It’s more just...I actually get very painful periods...” She felt her cheeks flushin
Chapter 3 “I will do,” the doctor assured her, then turned her attention back to Jenny with a reassuring smile. “Don’t want anyone interrupting us while we’re having fun, do we?” Fun? Jenny would hardly describe this as fun, but doctors probably got a kick out of it, she supposed. Maybe that was why they became doctors in the first place. She sighed and closed her eyes again, having opened them when the nurse came in. With the help of the lube, the doctor’s cold, hard implement slid up inside her fairly easily. She felt herself clench and tense up around it. She couldn’t help it. Then, sure enough, there was an uncomfortable twisting and a scratching sensation while the Doctor did what she needed to inside. It didn’t last for too long, then she was pulling it out again and smiling at her as Jenny opened her eyes; relieved it was over. “There. That wasn’t too bad, was it?” “I guess not,” Jenny mumbled. Just a little embarrassing. “Let me just clean you up a bit.”
Chapter 4 The stripping was very deliberate and slow, with El’s eyes on her patient’s the entire time, and her tongue occasionally slipping out to touch the corner of her mouth or dart teasingly across her bottom lip. Eloise Henley’s body was quite a sight indeed. As if her firm and very large bosom wasn’t enough to attract anyone’s attention and interest, the rest of her body was equally as stunning. She had a slender, slim waist and perfect hips with wholesome, muscular thighs and slender legs. Yeah, she was...spicy, Jenny thought to herself. A real MILF, and she knew it. As she painstakingly removed the final items of clothing – her knickers and tights – Jenny’s eyes darted down to between her legs, and the tantalising thin trail of trimmed and well kept hair that led down to her pussy. She immediately wanted to get a taste of it. Jenny sat up, her hands going round the back to undo her bra. She fumbled at the clasp a little, her fingers trembling with nerves a
Chapter 5 It was the doctor who pulled back first, lifting up her head from in between Jenny’s wet legs, her lips pink and glistening, all the lipstick from them nearly gone now. She looked at Carla with those smouldering, dark eyes and smirked. “Your turn, beautiful.” Carla took a couple more steps towards the table, unsure what to do, but thankfully Dr Henley was there to guide her. She swung her leg off and stood up, leaving Jenny feeling slightly exposed lying there completely naked in front of her best friend. Carla didn’t seem to mind though. She had a wicked glint in her eye and a slightly cheeky, excited smirk. She’d never been ashamed of her body or how she looked. She was much more confident in that respects than Jenny was, and with good reason. She had a beautiful figure and a lovely set of small, pert breasts. “Why don’t you have a go at what I was doing, sweetie?” El suggested, giving Carla a little tap on the butt and encouraging her closer to the table.
Derek knew two things about his employer. She liked her lawn mowed low and she was a single woman who was way older than he was. He observed her temperance and engaged her intelligently. She never wasted time on chatter like some of his previous employers did. She simply hummed her greeting and waved her hands as she went by, for a jog or a stroll to the mall for grocery. He made a vague estimation of her age in his head and placed it at a number above fifty at least. It was only a difficult estimation to reach given that she looked younger sometimes. He worked for her for over two months before they exchanged any words other than their regular bits of hummed salutations and waves. But she paid on time and she paid well. It was all Derek needed and it was all that mattered. Derek thought she was beautiful but it was in an innocent way. She kept herself fit by her strict exercise regimen and once or twice he had seen her with a mat in her sitting room as he made his way to the
Chapter 2 The sweet smelling odor of cookies filled his nostrils as he moved to the center of the sitting room. She turned and gestured for him to sit on one of the couch wordlessly. He nodded in acknowledgement as she disappeared into the kitchen. A rumble of noise followed, pan clashing against pan and he imagined the chaos that may be her kitchen. He thought to help but decided against it. He whipped out his cell phone and went through his playlist. He shuffled through some songs and when he finally decided on the one to play, she returned carrying a tray on which sat a bowl of her home made cookies and two glasses of milk. Derek adjusted nervously when she marched to him and dropped the tray on the table grinning. She fetched one of the glasses and handed it to him. "Here's yours" she said, "and this is mine" She took the other and sat beside him to relax as though some prior familiarity had passed between them of which he had been no wiser. The intense atmosphere
Those mature, tantalizing women... how enticing, how seductive they are... every young man's dream is to be taken by one of these experienced sexpots. It just so happens that mine actually came true… So it Begins Ever since I could remember, my dad had been the kind of man who had trouble committing to relationships. He left my mom and I when I was just three years old and remarried less than a year later. That coupling didn't last for long of course and over the years, he probably had more wives than he did hot dinners! I was sixteen when my dad introduced me to Alyssa, his current wife, and to my surprise they were still together three years later, when I was nineteen and leaving town for college. Alyssa and I were not overly close. She wasn't like some of the other women who had tried to mother me in the past. She had simply accepted that I was pretty much grown up and left me to my own devices. I appreciated that, but what I appreciated more were her stunningly go