Alexandra looked up from the pages of pink and yellow forms, intensely frustrated. Dr. Alexandra Prince was not frustrated by any inability to make sense of the complex lab report, for she was a good, indeed, a brilliant doctor. Rather, Alexandra was frustrated on a much more basic level, as a woman. John, the young hunk she had living with her, the man who had been keeping her gears oiled regularly for the last year or so, suddenly had to travel on business. She regretted now that she had allowed him to keep working. Consequently, Alexandra had been making do with her vibrator for several days. But even repeated climaxes with the fuck toy wasn't the same! She needed a real prick in her, real bad, and she felt it.
Alexandra never liked for John to be away. First, it left her to spend the nights without a man's think prong between her legs. Alexandra was a highly sexed woman. She did not just LIKE to fuck; she actually NEEDED frequent sex from a good hard cock to maintain her mental equilibrium. If John were in town she wouldn't be feeling tied up in knots like this. Before she got out of bed this morning, John would have been busy with her pussy, eating her through several nice orgasms, makig her come until she was braying like a silly school girl getting her legs parted for the first time. Then he would have pulled her up into doggy position and plunged his prick deep into her, filling her aching pussy with his thick, satisfying man-fuck. If she had been properly serviced by her man's wonderful pussy pleaser this morning, she would be merely pleasantly horny now, not climbing the walls!
But that wasn't the only reason she didn't like John to be away from her. Knowing him, she feared John would be easy prey for other women, which could upset the subtle but effective control she had over him. It had not been easy finding a man like John who was both a hunk and with as secret weakness for a dominant woman. It had taken time and effort to seduce him, tease him, and gradually turn him into a slave to her pussy. She didn't want another -- perhaps younger -- woman to discover his marvelous frailty and deprive her of his badly needed services. Alexandra's craving for sex was too intense to allow herself to be serviced by just any man. Big pricks mesmerized her. And her tits were so sensitive, the wrong man could soon have her frothing at the lightest touch. She understood the danger of encountering a man who would recognize these weaknesses and use them to keep her under his thumb. She had to fill her desperate need for sex from a man like John whom she completely dominated.
Alexandra had learned the hard way how vulnerable she was to the wrong man's prick. She lost a semester and almost got kicked out during her third year of medical school because of her first (and last) episode of sexual domination. It happened without warning one night at an all-night party given by Cheryl, one of the only other women in medical school. Perhaps she been standing around drinking one too many Margaritas and her defenses were down. Seeing couples kissing and fondling each other had her quite horny too, though she didn't realize just how much. Alexandra couldn't keep her eyes off one tall muscular young man in particular. "That's Charlie York, the fullback of the football team. Isn't he the most gorgeous hunk?" giggled Cheryl who noticed Alexandra ogling him. "I'll introduce you if you want."
"Don't be ridiculous, Cheryl! He's only an undergraduate and I don't have the slightest interest in football. We'd have nothing to talk about," Alexandra protested.
"Who cares about talk, woman?" Cheryl hooted. "He's got a ten inch cock! If you can get that monster in your box, love, you won't feel like talking football or anything else. They say he likes buxom girls. Maybe you'll get lucky and be the one to spend tonight with his big dork between your legs."
"Sounds like there's competition," Alexi snorted.
"Half the women in this room have let Charlie screw them, and the other half gladly would."
"Does that include you?" Alexandra asked, surprised.
"Both camps. I've slept with him a few times. He's fun in an elemental way, but a little retro for my taste."
"Do you think 'retro' is my taste?"
"Taste be damned for one night, woman. That's female hunger in your eyes. I think you just need a good cock in you for a night and Charlie's is the best."
Before Alexandra could protest further, Cheryl was gone and soon returned with Charlie in tow. Cheryl hurried through the introductions and shooed the couple over to one of the "make out" couches.
Cheryl must have told him something, because Charlie was smirking when he plunked down beside her. "You look like you need some loving, baby. Don't have enough time for it in medical school?" he asked.
"That's pretty fresh," Alexandra replied, repelled but also excited by this sexy, direct approach.
"Just an honest appraisal, Ma'am," the overgrown boy grinned. "I saw the way you were looking at me. I can tell when a woman has sex on her mind."
"You've got me all wrong," Alexandra protested, but couldn't seem to push away the hard rippled shoulders that pressed against her.
"I don't think so," he whispered. "A big girl with a body like yours must have a tremendous capacity ... and need for sex! Take a set of jugs like these, for instance ..."
Before she knew what was happening, Charlie's arm was around her and his other hand was into her blouse, fondling her bra-less tits. Alexandra's mouth fell open. She was used to being groped and she had always been able to fight men off, but this hunk, so dim in many other ways, must be a feel-up genius. She gasped as a bolt of pleasure shot through her body when he fingered her nipples.
"Stop that, you ... Uii!" Alexandra gasped again, as Charlie pushed her back against the couch and tweaked a nipple that sent another shiver through her.
"Stop what? Playing with your titties?" he chuckled under his brath, continuing to toy with her. "But you like it, don't you?" he taunted. "You chubby girls are all alike, repressed but oversexed," he laughed. Even as he spoke he continued to feel up her tits in ways she had never experienced before. "So easy to turn on." he appraised. "Big bazookas are always so sensitive. Fuck! Yours are already hard as rocks," he smirked, grasping her breasts roughly now. "You really like being pawed don't you, Alexandra? Admit that you want me to suck you nipples."
"Oh, Charlie!" was all Alexandra could blurt out. Smiling at her weakness, Charlie took the nipple of her right breast between his teeth and began to flick it with his tongue. Within seconds Alexandra felt like one giant tit and Charlie was feeling every inch of her body. As he sucked on one tit and massaged the other, her brain seemed to melt and trickle down to her pussy.
Literally! Suddenly she felt the sex juices start oozing out of her cunt. She knew from her anatomy classes what this meant: she was aroused. It had never happened to her before with a man and she surely hadn't intended for it to happen here, in a dark corner being fondled by a boy she didn't know. But when Charlie's hand left her left tit and made its way to the waistband of her skirt, she could no more stop him than she could fly. There was worse to come! Next she felt his hand slither down into her panties. She hoped he couldn't tell how wet she was. If she had had her wits about her, she wouldn't let him touch her there. But Alexandra's wits had evaporated several minutes ago when Charlie first got his hands on her boobs.
