In Doctor Z, Ch 1, we learned that before Jo Jo, and her husband Bart, moved to Mt. Pleasant, Michigan that they enjoyed an open marriage, he to have access to a tighter pussy, she to have a man with a cock large enough to satisfy her.
The next-door neighbor in the condo that they moved into is a widower, Dr. Jack Zuckner, an OB/GYN doctor, that for years has seduced the nurses that worked the "Delivery" wing at the Mt. Pleasant hospital.
Jo Jo learned of his reputation as a great lover. By chance, she saw his wonderful cock, when he was asleep in a hospital bed, while a patient. She had to try him. He now comes to the rear door of her condo several days each week, to fuck her from seven thirty-two, when her husband leaves for work, until eight twenty, when he must get ready for his office hours.
Unknown to Ruth Delaney, her sister, Jo Jo, had conspired with Doctor Z to entice Ruth, who just received her RN degree, to come to Mt. Pleasant for a position working in Doctor Z's office. Jo Jo delivered her sister to the Doctor's rear door of his condo on a Friday afternoon, without telling Ruth ahead of time that she was to be the doctor's sexual entertainment for the weekend. Doctor Z was to break-her-in-right.
As Chapter 1 ended, Jo Jo heard the sounds, off and on, of a bed headboard tapping the wall. Bart commented that he heard what he thought was a cat meowing, like it was being bred. Jo Jo heard it too. She knew it was no cat. It was Ruth moaning constantly from the ecstasy of being serviced by the doctor's wonderful cock.
Bart left at three PM Sunday afternoon to play a late round of golf. Ruth knocked on the rear door, shortly thereafter. Jo Jo saw that she had just taken a shower, when she let her in. Ruth was expressionless. She walked into the living room, tossed her bra and panties in a chair.
Jo Jo did not know if Ruth was angry or not. She followed her into the room, to sit in the chair that contained the bra and panties, after she picked them up.
Ruth turned to face her. She let her slacks drop to the floor, and then kicked them off to the side. She walked over to Jo Jo.
"Look at my cunt, damn it! That man is an animal. When you wrote to me about working for a doctor in his fifties, including the details that he would want to have sex with me, I thought that I would humor the old boy, you know, give him a thrill. At my training hospital, I had sex with several of the doctors. The old ones would begin to wheeze, then stop before either of us came, just to catch their breath."
Almost screaming, she continued, "This guy. Your doctor Zukner. Damn it Jo Jo, he is a sex machine. Two years ago, I fucked Harvey Brigham for five hours. He could not get it up after that for two days. I have fucked eighteen guys, most of them my age. Not in my wildest imagination, did I believe that there was a man with a cock like this Doctor Zukner, or a man with his ability get it up every twenty minutes, all weekend. He is the Goddamn "Eveready Bunny!" Look at my pussy. The opening is two inches wide. I must be a foot deep, now. If it doesn't shrink, who in hell will want to marry me?"
"Don't worry, it will shrink. Look at mine."
Jo Jo dropped her shorts, and panties. She put one foot on the arm of the chair. Ruth bent over to inspect her cunt.
"See, everything closes up on me in a couple hours. Bart has no idea that I can take a cock like Doctor Z has."
Rolling her eyes toward the ceiling, Ruth let out a deep breath. You have no idea how relieved I am to hear that.
Ruth stepped back. I have no interest in getting married anytime soon. She started to thrust her cunt forward, in quick bunts, standing with her hands on her hips. Each time her cunt shot forward, she said a word. "I - assume - Z - will - want - my - pussy - every - day?"
"Plan on it. Monday is my last weekday with him, for some time, because I start the school year."
In October, Bart had to attend a two-week company training secession. Jo Jo invited her mother to come up from Richmond, Indiana for a visit, so she could see both her daughters.
Unknown to her daughters, Joan Delaney had a problem, which she partially solved when she had an excuse to go out of town. Because of high blood pressure medicine, her husband, the girl's father, was unable to obtain any kind of an erection, for the last five years. For the first eight months, Joan had told herself that she did not need sex. Then, she went to a class reunion in Cleveland. The boy that took her virginity, John Duffy, was there. After the main dinner/dance, Joan was invited, along with four couples, to go to John's camp on the lake. When the others were ready to leave, John offered to return Joan to her motel.
"Let me help you clear the dishes, and pick up," she had said.
As the last car disappeared into the distance, John took her in his arms. She returned his kiss. There was no pretence on her part. She was hungry for sex. She rubbed her cunt up his leg as she had done; years before, when they had fucked like rabbits, as teens are want to do. His hand slid under her bra to grab her left tit. When he had last fucked her, she was one hundred, eighteen pounds, sporting perky B-cup tits. Now, at one hundred, sixty pounds, her ass was wider then her shoulders, her tummy protruded in a womanly pot, and her tits were a full C-cup.
As he undressed her, he could smell her pussy. He remembered her scent well. Since she wore a full-skirted bathing suit, as well as the fact that she was not active sexually, she had not shaved her pussy, which was covered in the classic "T" with her brown cunt bush. Right out of a "Rembrandt" painting, Johnny thought.
Johnny had not fucked any women except his wife for sixteen years. He intended to make up for it with Joan, this weekend. He knew that she was not going to fly home until Monday. He took his time eating her legs, nibble by nibble. He blew on her pussy. Joan took hold of his head, lifting it. When their eyes met, she gave him an order. "Johnny Duffy, you fuck me, this minute."
On her, he started a rocking motion. When he was full forward, he would tuck his stomach, as his ass shot forward that last two inches to thrust in with considerable speed. Joan had always liked that, he recalled. She, like her daughters is an emotional, moaning, fuck. By the tenth push, she was in orgasm; a steady build up of pleasure, pressure, emotional stirring, that made her sweat, toss her head back and forth, point her toes, finally ending with her large, white ass bucking and humping. Johnny came a short time later.
