Roxy and the Good Doctor

All it took was the sight of him walking by and my mouth was watering. I don't think I was his only admirer in the waiting room. Three other women were waiting for their turn to see Dr. Sexton. (Or as I prefer to call him, Dr. Sexpot.)

One by one we were moved into exam rooms, and I was more than happy to be called last. That meant I'd be the last patient here. Perfect for my fantasy I planned to fulfill this afternoon.

I quickly shed my clothes and lay back on the exam table to wait, tossing the paper gown aside.

When Dr. Sexton finally came in was busy playing with my smooth shaven pussy. I was already very wet, but the sight of him induced somewhat of a flood of juices in my hungry pussy. I let out a low raspy moan and I shoved a finger deep inside.

"Ms. Fox," he started to say, "This isn't exactly the proper way to behave in my office. You might want to rethink things before we get started."

"Oh I've done all the thinking I care to on the matter, Doc." I said. Then I moaned a little louder as I sunk another finger in my hole.

He was looking my body up and down, his hand moving to the rapidly growing bulge in his slacks. That was it, I had him.

Hopping off the table, I got on my knees at his feet. Looking up I licked my lips as I unzipped his pants and freed his incredible cock. I was mesmerized by the perfection.

Leaning in slightly, I began to kiss and lick his manhood. I tried to play it cool, but the tingle that raced through my hot snatch betrayed me. Closing my eyes, I savored his sweet pole, drawing him deeper with every suck. Back and forth, my lips glided over him. As I looked up, his eyes met mine briefly before I moved to take his cock down my throat. I purposefully moved my throat muscles on him, bringing encouraging moans of pleasure.

The passion exploded as I sucked that delicious piece of meat deeper, faster and harder. My sweet pussy got wetter and wetter by the moment, literally dripping and running down my thighs.

This was a long awaited day, and now that I was living it I wanted more. I wanted to feel the long girth of his tool buried inside me.

My increased desire must have put something extra in the blow job because I became out of control. I was both sucking and stroking him at the same time. Beads of perspiration were forming on my forehead, and I was panting hard and loud.

Looking up, I could see his face tensing up as his eyes rolled back into his head. The muscles in his face were growing taut as he clenched his jaw. His explosion was nearing, I felt his cock growing thicker and harder in my mouth. I reached down with one hand and rubbed my pierced clit. I was close to Cuming also, and trembling from head to toe.

Just a few more intense sucks and my gorgeous doctor let out this deep throaty moan. That was all I needed to send me over the edge. The orgasm racked through me, convulsing in every extremity.

It was at that very moment that his hot, salty cum shot into my throat. String after string of his thick cum splashed across my tonsils as I swallowed as fast as I could. Then, as his bursts slowed slightly, he pulled his cock from my mouth, allowing the last couple squirts to land on my face. I smiled up at him as the sticky warmth danced down my cheek.

"Wow!" he exclaimed, "That was very unexpected and exciting. Is it something we can do again?

My tone was playful as I teasingly said, "I don't know, I'll have to think about it." I gave him a wink as I reached for my pile of rumpled clothing.

"Thank you." He said in a husky satisfied tone, "I believe we will need to do a follow up next week. Stop at reception and make an appointment on your way out, please."

Following his lead, I feigned fear and concern in my voice as I said, "Oh no, is my condition serious?"

In his most professional manner, he said, "It is, could be fatal if not treated aggressively. And I don't want to be the first doctor in history to sign a death certificate stating "lack of nookie" as the cause of death."

We laughed and said good-bye as I left his office. I can hardly wait for next week...