Disclaimer: The following is a consensual story featuring a real female celebrity and a fictional male character. Any similarity to reality is coincidental.
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"Mr. Craig, you can come back now," the short, blond dental assistant called out to the waiting room.
Standing up was Carter Craig, an eighteen-year-old, blond-haired high school senior. He was not too happy as he slowly walked towards the door. A week earlier, he had come into the office after feeling some mouth pain, learning his wisdom teeth were coming in. Today was the quickest appointment he could make to get them taken out.
"Dr. Stevens is not available today, so one of our other dentists will be working on you," the assistant said. "Just have a seat and Dr. Baker will be right with you."
Carter was extremely nervous as he climbed up on the chair. His eyes wandered around, trying to find anything to distract him from the upcoming procedure. Every second that passed by felt like a solid minute.
"Hurry up, dude," he said, wanting the dentist to walk in. "Let's just this over with."
After nearly five minutes, the office door finally opened and in walked Dr. Baker. Carter was expecting an old man, having had one as his dentist his entire life, but was surprised when a beautiful young brunette decked head-to-toe in blue scrubs walked in. The woman smiled and extended a hand.
"Hi Carter, I'm Dr. Baker," the brunette said.
Dr. Baker, better known as All Elite Wrestling's Britt Baker, looked over Carter's file while the teen tried not to stare.
"You're the dentist?" he asked. "You don't look like a dentist, you look like a model or something."
"Well, thank you but what do you think a dentist looks like?" the woman asked, closing the folder.
"Uh, I guess I don't know," he said, quickly looking away. "Every dentist I've had has been some old dude."
"You learn something new every day," she said with a laugh. "This isn't my only job but it is my passion."
"Model?" he asked as she started to prepare for the procedure.
"I'm a pro wrestler," she said, drawing a look of confusion from the man.
"No way," he said, sitting up. "Am I being tricked or something?"
Britt gently pushed him back down on the chair and placed a dental bib across him. Knowing that his dentist moonlighted as a wrestler did not calm his nerves one bit. He again tried to sit up while the chair rose.
"Calm down, Carter," Britt said with authority. "Nobody is tricking you. I went to dental school for a long time and I know what I'm doing. You can trust me."
Carter slowly relaxed against the chair, watching as Britt prepared the nitrous oxide. He was still nervous but now that the procedure was about to begin, he felt a small amount of relief. As the mask went over his mouth and nose, he took several deep breaths, instantly feeling the effects of the gas. He stared up at Britt's hazel eyes as his brain clouded under the haze of the drug.
Britt turned the gas down and removed the mask, getting ready to start working on his mouth. She giggled at the weird noises he was making while pulling on a pair of rubber gloves. It was clear to the twenty-seven-year-old that the man had never experienced the gas before.
"Am I supposed to not feel things?" he asked, rubbing his hands together.
"Yes, totally normal Carter," Britt said. "Just relax."
Britt turned her back to the man and examined his x-rays, making the plan for the procedure. She was about to call her assistant in when she heard a weird grunt coming from behind her. Turning around, she took a sharp breath at the sight of him grabbing at a lump in his pants.
"Mr. Craig, please don't do that," she said, walking towards him.
"Don't do what?" he asked, still grabbing at himself.
"Mr. Craig!" she yelled, grabbing at his arm to pull it away.
As her elbow brushed against the bulge, Britt froze in place. Looking at the smile on the man's face, she let go of his arm and took a step back. He instantly resumed grabbing at himself, enjoying his nitrous-fueled high much more than the dentist had expected.
"Fuck, I think I gave him too much," she said to herself. "Damn it, Britt!"
Britt slowly pulled the scrub-hat from her head and tossed it down on the steel table. She contemplated what her next move was. Part of her wanted to cuss the teenager out while part wanted to just wait for the gas to wear off. However, there was also a third part of her that had a thought. This third part was growing in her mind as fast as the lump in his pants. Slowly, she grabbed at the handle to the door, finding her assistants ready to come in.
"This may take a while, I'll call you when I'm ready," she said to the women, quickly closing then door and turning the lock.
Dr. Baker rushed to the window, quickly drawing closed the blinds that faced the busy parking lot to the adjacent butcher shop. Her heart was beating rapidly as she rested against the wall. With no further concern, she approached the man and once again pulled his arm away from his crotch.
"Mr. Craig, look at me," she said, getting his attention. "I gave you too much gas. I'm going to make this right. Just lay back and let Dr. Baker work on you."
The man's heavy eyes watched as Britt tied her long, brown hair up in a tight ponytail. They stayed locked on her face while he felt, and heard, the zipper of his blue jeans being pulled down.
"Doctor?" he asked, instantly receiving a stiff finger pressed to his lips.
"No talking," Britt said, pulling his pants down to around his knees.
"Is this real?" he asked, wondering if he was dreaming.
The man's eyes went wide at the feeling of the dentist's gloved hand wrapping around his thick five-inch cock. He raised his head up enough to see the attractive woman staring down at the rod in his hand; slowly beginning to stroke it. Her eyes pointed to him, a small smile appearing on her face. He took a deep breath and put his head back down while she removed her gloves.
Britt's eyes went back to his cock, rock-hard and pulsating. After a glance at the door, ensuring the lock in the right position, she lowered her head. Her lips stopped just short of his pink tip.
"Am I really about to do this?" she asked herself, her heart ready to beat out of her chest.
The dentist exhaled before opening her lips, taking the teenager's full cock into her mouth. She clamped the lips around it and slowly started to move her head up and down. She smiled hearing the high-pitched groans coming from his mouth, trying her best not to laugh; her eyes held half-open while her tickled at the hole.
Popping his cock out of her mouth, Britt wrapped her tongue around the head, treating it like a soft lollipop. She felt a hand touch her shoulder, fingers tapping against her. She looked over to find him staring at her with his jaw hanging wide open. She grabbed onto his hand and brought it to the cock while wrapping her lips around the tip.
Carter started to stroke himself for the dentist while she resumed teasing the hole with her tongue. She sucked as hard as she could, collapsing her cheeks while the man picked up his stroking speed. Slowly, she started to unbutton the front of her scrubs, rolling the garment off herself and onto the floor. After a minute of just a tight white tank top covering her fit body, she released his cock and stood up.
The man's hazy eyes watched as the smiling woman pulled the shirt off, exposing her toned frame and firm breasts. She tossed the shirt off to the side and made her way towards his face. He shook his head, still wondering if he was in a dream or if this unbelievable situation just happened to be real.
