The characters are totally fictional, any resemblance to real people is simply coincidence.
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My office sign reads, "Dr. April Winslow, DDS." For most people DDS simply means Doctor of Dental Surgery. For me, it also stands for Doctor of Deviant Sexuality. I was always a woman with an overactive sex drive. However, when I discovered "sedation dentistry," it opened up a completely new way of meeting my extraordinary sexual needs.
Many people have described me as stunning. I have to admit, I do have a natural beauty that can turn heads. I am rather tall, 5'10." My hair is naturally red and I keep it about shoulder length. My blue eyes have been described as gentle, and my freckles and smile make me look a little mischievous. No one would even guess just how mischievous.
Pink or light blue scrubs are typical office attire. I don't wear that silly white coat since it hides what's underneath. Sometimes I'll wear lingerie under my scrubs. If I am feeling particularly horny, my silk camisole and thong will be a darker color than my scrubs; just so it shows a little. Sometimes, when there's male who I will be fucking, I go without panties. My shapely breasts are perky and my nipples are often visible underneath my cami and scrubs.
I studied dentistry at the University of Michigan and began practicing at a well-known clinic in Chicago. While there, I honed my craft as a dentist, but also became an expert in the use of nitrous oxide as sedation during procedures.
I noticed that many men's cocks became semi-erect while under the nitrous, but not hard enough to be useful. But with a some research and experimentation, I discovered using an additive to the mix, caused very hard erections, and as a beneficial side effect, the patient had no memory of what happened during the procedure.
Now I am practicing in a small farming community in western Wisconsin. The folks here are genuinely friendly, thrilled that a dentist would come and serve their community; but a little naïve and trusting.
It's a nice rather leisurely practice. Since my daily patient load is easy, I don't need any staff. Which means there's no one poking their noses into the treatment room when I'm enjoying a good fuck.
Peter Watson, my accountant is my favorite patient. He's 42 with a marvelously full and thick cock. For Peter, I always made sure I had a black silk cami and no panties under my thinnest scrubs for him to see. It's always started Peter's arousal.
It started with Peter complaining of pain in his lower jaw. He had a badly abscessed molar. To save the tooth, it needed a root canal and filling. When I explained the procedure to him, he admitted his fear of pain and opted for the gas. Yeah rah!
It took a number of visits to complete. I would see him about every two weeks after that for some minor complaint. I suspect his just loved it when I pressed my boobs against his chest while my gloved fingers were in his mouth.
After the first time I fucked him in the chair, his thick cock was the focus of many a fantasy and many a masturbation session. I'd get wet thinking about him. I had a rubber cock that was just about the same size as his. It was frequently a guest in my pussy, I often called out Peter's name when I came.
Recently, Peter came in complaining about what felt like a piece of tooth in his lower gum. When I had him settled in the chair, I asked him, "Peter, do you want me to use the sedation like we did last time? It did seem to help you relax more." My pussy lips were already getting wet thinking about his cock. My nipples were rock hard as well.
"Yes, please Dr. April. I like the fact that I don't remember anything that happens. I used to hate the dentist, but you are so gentle and caring." He sat back in the chair like he was getting comfortable in a recliner at home.
As I put the nasal mask in place, I whispered in his ear, "Take a couple of good deep breaths for me." I adjusted the gas mixture up to the level where he would not remember anything. Peter's eyes rolled back and his jaw slacked open as the gas took effect. He also began sprouting a good hard boner.
I remember thinking, "Oh god, look at that cock. I just have to have it for my own." I was already slipping out of my scrubs. I loosened his pants and slid them down to his knees. Out from its confines sprang a thick and throbbing cock, already leaking pre-cum.
Then I did what any self-respecting sex addict would do. I started sucking him deep down my throat. I know that while the mixture caused arousal and hard-ons, it inhibited men's climaxes. I could take my time, knowing Peter wouldn't cum for a while.
Sucking on the hard cock, I couldn't help but reach down and begin rubbing my sopping wet pussy. My clit was throbbing, begging for attention. It was a good thing the office was empty or someone might hear my moans of pleasure as I deep throated his cock.
I decided that I needed some attention. Peter would frequently suck my finger like a child sucking his thumb. So, I moved so my left nipple was on his lips. "Suck, Peter." He obediently sucked and swirled his tongue around first my left, then I offered him my right nipple.
Oh my god, it made me so hot having this sedated man sucking my nipples and knowing he wouldn't remember any of it. I could cum from just having my nipples sucked but I wanted more. I wanted that cock inside me.
Few of my patients questioned why the dental chair was as wide as it was. I'd explain it was for larger patients, but actually, it allowed me to climb up and ride patient's cock.
"Peter, take a couple deep breaths again for me." I coaxed Peter into an even deeper state. "You want me to continue, don't you? You want me to finish what I started, right?" My gloved hand reached down and stroked his cock.
Peter was in no shape to refuse. He nodded, and whispered, "Please finish." With the moans and hip thrusts coming from Peter, I strongly believed he was dreaming of fucking me.
Being a good and caring doctor, I climbed up on the chair. I kept my pussy neat, with just a little landing strip of hair remaining above my cunt. I spread my wet pink pussy lips and teased the head of his cock against them. Then, in one swift, well-practiced move dropped down and impaled myself onto the throbbing fleshly pole of a cock.
The scent of sex filled the room. The squishing sound of pussy swallowing up a hard cock echoed off the tile walls. Peter's moans were nearly drowned out by my own.
Besides having an insatiable sexual appetite, I was always quick to climax and could climax three or four times in one session. So I knew cumming with Peter would be easy.
I started rocking back and forth, grinding my hips forward and back. When I leaned forward, my clit tingled more and more. When I rocked back, my g-spot received more attention.
I could feel Peter's body begin to build to orgasm. His cock got a bit bigger and his moans more constant. I was trying to delay my own so his cumming would intensify mine. Since I had my tubes tied, there was no concern about his seed inside me. I reached down and began rubbing my clit furiously, as my own climax was building up inside.
My first orgasm hit before he came. "Oh my god," I didn't want to scream too loudly because someone outside might thing there was a problem. "Oh god yessssss."
Suddenly, Peter's cock began spasming and exploding cum into my hot wet pussy. Peter moaned as his body arched up, subconsciously trying to push deeper into my cunt. Spurt after spurt of his man juice shot into me.
As his hot seed shot into me, a second and more powerful orgasm hit. My whole body was shaking. My pussy grabbed his cock tightly. I could not stifle the scream that came with my climax. With one hand, I was rubbing my clit, with the other, I was holding onto the chair since I was shaking and rocking so wildly.
Slowly, I returned to my senses. I raised myself up off Peter's withering cock. I had a towel nearby to soak up the cum that was oozing down my leg. When I got to my pussy, shocks of pleasure shot through me, and I realized I still wanted more, but that had to wait.
After cleaning Peter up and pulling his pants back up, I dug a small spot in Peter's gum and covered it with gauze. Then I slowly changed the gas mixture to pure oxygen. In a matter of minutes, Peter became more aware of his surroundings. The mask was put aside.
"There was a piece of bone that needed attention. I took care of it for you. I finished what needed to be done. Open wide and I can remove the gauze."
While removing the gauze from his mouth, I made sure he got a whiff of my glove. I knew there was the unmistakable scent of an aroused woman on it. He took a deep breath and looked around the room. I said, "Peter, are you alright."
Peter was about to ask me something. But he stopped and said, "Oh nothing—" I suspect he wanted to ask about the still present odor of sex in the room.
I just smiled my typical warm, seductive smile and told Peter, "In two weeks I would like you to come back and let me check to see if that bone needs more attention."
"Thank you, Dr. April; you take such good care of your patients." As Peter walked out the door, I could see him reach down and rub his cock, with a very confused look on his face.
I simply smiled.
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My next few patients were patients that I either was not interested in physically or didn't use the nitrous. So during my lunch break, I decided on a little "April time." In the second drawer of the cabinet, I kept all my dildos, vibrators, strap-ons and the like. I chose a realistic shaped vibrator and began to play.
I said already that I love nipple play, so I spent a good amount of time rubbing, twisting and pinching my titties. Then when I was good and wet, I turned the vibrator on and slid it deep inside me. One hand thrust the vibe in and out. With the other, I gave attention to my clit. Slowly, the climax built up inside me. I let it build slowly. When I reached the point where orgasm was imminent; I furiously rubbed my clitty. The orgasm was like an explosion in my body. I literally saw stars. "That should keep me satisfied for a while."
After a few more patients, I realized it was just about the end of the day. When I saw the name of the last patient of the day, I couldn't help but grin. "Monica Carson, 20 year old female, wisdom tooth extraction," read the paper on my clipboard.
