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Medicine Ch. 01

By: sarahcoulborn



I awoke with the same strange feelings I'd had so many times before. My head spinning, my vagina wet and slightly sore, that strange yet pleasant salty taste in my mouth...no that's not quite right, strange and delicious would be closer to the truth. 

Licking my lips I sat up feeling slightly dazed as the familiar sight of the doctor's room swam into focus. There he was, as he always was, sat behind his desk writing notes and seemingly ignoring me.

"Well done Sarah, your treatment is progressing well." Doctor Percival looked at me over his thick lensed glasses and smiled, "Do you feel well enough to go home now?" 

I nodded still blinking slightly, those glasses made his eyes look so large and strange.

"Still feeling slightly disoriented I see, that is quite normal. Take a few moments and leave when you feel you are ready my dear."

I smiled wanly at the doctor as he returned his attention to the papers on his desk in front of him, his wrinkled old hand gripping his pen firmly and writing with quick scratchy strokes. Examining his heavy jowled face, I noticed it was quite wet with sweat and a few beads ran down his forehead which he quickly wiped away with a large white handkerchief. How odd, the room was neither warm nor cold but just right and certainly not warm enough to make anyone sweat, not even a fat old man like Doctor Percival.

He looked at me again and smiled, but this time his smile was slightly more forced. "Come now my girl, I have other appointments and you must be getting home." 

The old man stood and walked across the room towards me, my gaze still fixed at the same height, now came to rest on his enormous belly. He looked like he was pregnant and for some reason this struck me as hysterically funny. I stifled my laugh and looked down as he came closer. 

Helping me up he ushered me towards the office door, "I will see you at the same time next Friday Sarah, goodbye until then." 

And with that the door was closed and I was on my way home.

***

"How was it today my dear?" My mother sat as pale and stern and seemingly disinterested as she ever did, looking at me only briefly before continuing to read her book. "Does the doctor say that you are making progress?"

"Yes mother, he told me that my treatment is progressing well...although..."

"Although what?" she looked at me sharply.

"Well, I don't know what it is I'm being treated for or..."

"We've been through this before Sarah," my mother snapped. "You must trust the judgement of both Doctor Percival and myself. You are in the most capable hands and must trust your doctor entirely. Is that quite clear?"

I nodded, "Yes mother."

"Good girl," she acknowledged once more returning to her book. "Dinner won't be for another hour so go to your room and amuse yourself for a while, practice with your new toy."

My mother looked at me briefly and gave me a cold smile, I blushed slightly and turned away feeling her eyes on me as I left the room. I climbed the stairs, squeezing past the huge frame of Doris our maid, and looked at the portrait of my dead father and gave him a smile. How I wished I could sit on his knee again and talk to him. 

I closed my bedroom door behind me and kicked off my shoes. Jumping onto my bed I open the drawer in my bedside cabinet and took out the toy mother had bought me. 

"You will be leaving school in a few months and so you must learn to be a woman and prepare yourself for men," she had said when she had handed me the box on my eighteenth birthday. 

She had shown me how to switch it on and had told me where to put it and then left me to my own devices. I loved it and was going through batteries at a very rapid pace. I'd never forget that first time I pushed it tentatively into my vagina, the furious buzzing, slightly muffled as it travelled deeper inside me, oh and the feeling! It was so naughty and I had cum so hard and for so long.

I lay back on my bed and pulled my knickers off, flicking them onto the floor with my foot. The angry buzzing of my plastic lover sent a quiver through my groin and I quickly moved to insert it into myself. I was still wet after my visit to the doctor's, the long fat vibe travelling quickly and easily deep into my vagina. 

Oh God I was so horny, and I didn't know why, but it felt incredible and I didn't care. I stroked the plastic phallus in and out of my wet hole quicker and quicker and as I convulsed I held it deep inside me, clamping down on it with my walls of my vagina.

Afterwards I lay still for a while, still twitching involuntarily as the vibe, now hanging loosely from my dripping vagina, buzzed on angrily between my splayed thighs. 

My thoughts went back to my visits to Doctor Percival, what was he treating me for and how? Then a plan began to form in my mind, what if I didn't drink the drink he offered me at my next appointment? But then how would I dispose of the contents of the glass? I smiled, there were several pot plants in his office and I wondered if the drug would work on them.

***

Everything was as it always was, the doctor standing and mixing my drink, the pills still fizzing as they dissolved into the cloudy water. I sat on the edge of his low, padded examining table and waited for him, outwardly patient but inside I had Mexican jumping beans and butterflies in my tummy. He smiled as he handed me the glass, I smiled back and thanked him. 

As he turned back towards his desk I quickly tipped the mixture into the soil of the nearest pot plant and by the time he had sat down I was wiping my mouth with the back of my hand as I always did.

"Good girl Sarah, now lie back and relax and your therapy will begin as normal."

I followed his instructions lying back on the padded table, my knees bent over the end, my feet on the floor. It was a strange position and I wondered that I hadn't noticed this before, but then of course I'd been drugged every other time.

"You will be feeling sleepy now Sarah, so close your eyes and relax." 

I obeyed, and closing my eyes gently I began to slow my breathing. Just as I had as a child every Christmas Eve for so many years, I pretended to be asleep.

After a few moments I heard the doctor stand and walk slowly across the room towards me. I poured every ounce of my concentration into not moving or reacting, not giving myself away.

He touched my face gently, it was so hard not to react, and then I heard him laugh slowly and quietly...it sent shivers up my spine.

I felt the doctor's hands travel slowly up my splayed thighs. Up, up and under my grey school skirt. I could feel his hot breath on my skin as his fingers hooked nimbly into the waistband of my knickers and then pulled them down around my ankles in one easy motion. As my skirt was pulled up I let my legs fall further open in what I hoped was a natural action. I fought to control my breathing - I could almost feel his eyes burning a hole between my thighs. 

Then I heard soft footsteps, a drawer being opened, a clink of glass and he was back. I stifled a gasp as something cold and wet was rubbed briskly into my vagina and then felt a cold hard object being firmly inserted into me. 

Opening my eyes a fraction I could just make out the doctor standing over me, holding what looked like a large glass bottle between my legs. I closed my eyes again before he could notice and revelled in the sensation of my body being used like this.

The neck of the bottle was deliciously thick and long, slightly thicker and longer then the vibrator I kept in the drawer at my bedside. I silently thanked my mother for the present that had prepared me so well for this moment and I felt the bottle withdraw slightly before being firmly pushed back home, withdrawn again and then building up a rhythm between my thighs the doctor began to fuck me with it. The firmness of movement increased quickly and he was soon fucking me hard with the bottle, my body jerking loosely and a wonderful warmth spreading down through my belly and into my vagina.

The doctor's breathing quickened as he pushed and pulled the bottle back and forth inside me, I heard the sound of his zip being lowered and could only imagine what he was doing with his other hand as my orgasm rapidly approached and then overtook me. My body tensed, my hips bucked involuntarily and I fought to relax and not give myself away. In this way I found out something very interesting, my orgasm seemed far stronger than it normally was, perhaps due to the situation but I felt sure that it had something to do with fighting to keep my body relaxed.

My thoughts were interrupted by the doctor as I came down slowly from my amazing high. I could feel him closer to my face now and I breathed a warm musky and slightly fishy odour before feeling something hot and soft brush up my cheek and across my lips. His fingers gently but firmly prised my mouth open and the soft warm fleshy object was pushed into my mouth. I felt hairs tickling my face and the soft weight of his belly on my forehead as he leaned into me. 

"Yes, suck it....suck it," the doctor hissed. 

I sucked gently on his soft but rapidly hardening penis, feeling his skin peeling back and tasting the delicious tangy, salty head beneath. I couldn't help myself, I sucked harder it was delicious. Luckily this must have been my reaction when drugged too as the doctor didn't move and just held his dirty penis in my mouth while I suckled him.

Soon his penis was rock hard, it filled my mouth completely and I struggled not to choke as he pushed forward towards the back of my throat. I felt him grasp the sides of my head, entwining his fingers in my hair, and then he began a firm thrusting motion into my mouth. 

The doctor was breathing heavily now and soon built up a rapid pace, my head held firmly between his hands the rest of my body jerked as loosely as a rag doll as he continued to thrust into me. 

"Now take your medicine like a good girl," the doctor breathed excitedly, the smooth thrusting of his hips suddenly staccato and jarring my head roughly. 

The good doctor flooded my mouth with a warm salty liquid that I instantly recognised as the delicious aftertaste I had been left with on my previous visits and only sputtered slightly as I drank it down greedily. 

"Oh you whore, you little fucking whore," the doctor moaned, his hairy crotch grinding roughly into my face the weight of his enormous belly pressing heavily against my forehead. 

All too soon it was over, the doctor stopped moving and I felt his penis softening in my mouth. I gave it one last gentle suck before he withdrew it from my mouth and I felt him wipe my face with a tissue, pull my knickers back up and straighten my skirt. 

I heard his zip being done back up, some soft footsteps and then the sound of his chair being sat in heavily and a long contented sigh. I listened to the scratching of his pen as he wrote, perhaps in my report, for what seemed like an eternity. I wasn't sure how long I should stay like this before waking up without arousing his suspicions. He stopped writing and I decided to stir slightly to test the water. The scratching of his pen began again so I decided it was ok to stir some more and then gradually opened my eyes.

There he was, as he always was, sat behind his desk writing notes and seemingly ignoring me. This time however I knew why my crotch was wet and slightly sore and what that delicious salty taste was in my mouth. My head was still spinning slightly but this time it wasn't the effect of the drug and was more to do with the amazing turn of events.

I sat up blinking groggily. 

"Well done Sarah, your treatment is progressing extremely well." Doctor Percival looked at me over his glasses and smiled, "It is time to go home now." 

I nodded. Did my mother know or did she think I was really having treatment? 

"Still feeling slightly disoriented I see, that is quite normal. Take a few moments and leave when you feel you are ready my dear."

Those same words every week, I smiled to myself as I stood, "The same time next week doctor?"

The old man frowned slightly and then then smiled, "Yes of course Sarah, the usual time, the usual day - until then." 

And with that the door was closed and I was on my way home to my trusty plastic friend. I'd be needing a new set of batteries.

Medicine Ch. 02



The week went so slowly! It was terrible and made bearable only by the constant thrusting and buzzing of my vibe. I wanted to feel the old man's hands on me again, to taste him in my mouth, to feel him cum and taste that delicious salty liquid. I lost count of the orgasms I had that week all the while imagining what he would do to me at my next appointment.

I was nervous when I entered the doctor's office on that Friday afternoon, I planned to pretend to drink the drink again, pretend to be unconscious of his molesting me and then surprise him when he was most vulnerable 'waking up' just when he had put his penis in my mouth. 

But now I was wondering how he would react, would he be angry? I was sure he wouldn't because I would keep on sucking him and he would know that I wanted it, wanted his dirty old penis in my mouth.

I disposed of the drink as last time, remembering to wipe my mouth and play along. I lay back as I did every week, but this week I knew what was coming and I yearned for that salty taste in my mouth. The coldness of the bottle once more teased the lips of my vagina before being firmly pushed up inside me, my knickers around my ankles and my legs splayed for the dirty old doctor.

He unzipped and I could smell him again, so dirty and so sexy. My mouth watered in anticipation as he rubbed the fleshy tip around my mouth and then pushed in. It was now or never, I sucked his penis into my mouth and opening my eyes found him staring directly at me with a look of animal lust on his fat old face. 

"You are awake?" 

I smiled as well as I could around his penis and continued to suckle him feeling him grow hard in my mouth. 

"How wonderful," he gasped. 

I frowned as he withdrew from my mouth. 

"Please I want to suck your penis," I murmured reaching for him.

"Yes my dear, but another time. Now we must move to the next stage of your treatment," he breathed as he lowered his trousers and kicked them off. "And please do not say penis, say cock if you want my spunk. You will need to learn to speak like a whore if I am to treat you like one." "Please doctor I want your... cock...please," I begged.

The old man chuckled, "Very good my dear, but first we will learn something else."

For a fat man he was quite agile and was soon kneeling between my legs. My breathing quickened as I felt his fingers probe my vagina, "Now I will put my cock in your cunt and fuck you Sarah, but first you must beg me for it, beg me like a slut."

I was on the verge of cumming there and then as I stuttered the words he wanted to hear, "P...please doctor, please fuck me, please put your c...cock in my cunt." 

I gasped as he thrust his old cock into me in one smooth motion. It felt different to my vibe, not as big but more pleasurable. It was warm, soft and hard all at the same time. His enormous belly came to rest on my chest, pressing me into the examining table and I automatically wrapped my legs around his back as he began to thrust his old cock in and out of my vagi...cunt.

I pulled him face towards mine and we kissed passionately, he tasted of cigars and his chin was rough and prickly against the soft skin of my face. 

"Fuck me...oh fuck me," I gasped as he began to plough into me harder and faster. 

He began to lick and kiss my neck as I tried desperately to pull him deeper inside me and all too soon the old man grunted and was grinding into me. His delightful thrusting stopped but his cock was twitching and throbbing deep within me and I knew that he was filling me with his spunk.

After a few moments he climbed off me and rearranged his glasses. "Excellent, then the treatment has worked as planned"' the doctor breathed, his eyes shining bright as he looked at me. 

I was only half listening as I felt his sperm dripping out of my vagin...no my cunt...his spunk was dripping out of my cunt and onto the floor between my legs. These new dirty words turned me on and wanting him again I looked disappointedly at his flaccid pen...cock. That lovely dirty old cock.

He saw me staring at it and chuckled, "I am a little old but perhaps, perhaps..." 

Stepping towards my head he began to rub his soft wet cock around my mouth. I licked at it eagerly and sucked it into my mouth once more tasting our combined juices, sucking him urgently in an attempt to get him hard again.

I felt him stiffen slightly in my mouth, his fat belly and overgrown hairy crotch threatening to suffocate me in my bliss. 

"That's it my dear suck me, suck me and I will give you some more medicine." 

I reached down between my thighs and began to stroke myself as I sucked him. 

"Oh yes, you little whore," he breathed. 

This seemed to do the trick for him as after a few minutes I felt his semi hard cock twitch in my mouth and his warm salty spunk, my medicine, flooded my mouth. I drank it down, lovingly suckling the old man's cock, drinking every delicious drop.

I learned that day what I was put on this earth for, to fuck and suck and pleasure men and to drink their delicious salty sperm. 

The doctor told me how he and my mother had carefully planned my treatment and that it had had exactly the desired effect on me. I told him how grateful I was and he laughed and told me that I would show him my gratitude with my body, again and again and again. But that now I must return to my mother and tell her what had transpired that day, tell her that my treatment was now in its next stage and tell her what had happened in his office using all of the deliciously dirty new language that I had learned from him.

"I will come and visit you in your bed from now on Sarah," he chuckled as he stroked my thigh. "Be ready for me my little slut, for now go." 

I hugged and kissed the old man goodbye, sighing contentedly as I felt his hand on my bottom, squeezing and exploring, then giving it a sharp slap before ushering me out of his office and closing the door.

When I arrived home my mother was sitting as she ever was, stiff and silent, reading her book. I had never paid any attention to what she read, but for some reason I found myself trying to decipher the writing partially hidden by her hand, '...e Ma...is .e ..de' never heard of it I thought and quickly dismissed it from my mind. 

"Hello mother."

"Hello Sarah, how does you treatment progress?"

I smiled at my mother, "Doctor Percival said that it has now passed onto the next stage." 

I found myself hoping for some reaction from her, but it didn't come. Her icy cold demeanour continued uninterrupted as she laid the book down on the table. I glanced at it briefly and made out the name but it still meant nothing to me.

"The next stage? Then tell me this, why are you here?"

I was confused and suddenly slightly unsure despite the doctor's assurances that my mother would be pleased at the day's events. "Well...erm...because I live here..." I began.

"No!" she snapped. "Why are you here, what is your purpose?"

I reddened slightly and looked down avoiding my mother's eyes, "To fuck mother, I want to be fucked...I...I..."

"You what?" she snapped again. "Out with it! Tell me what happened."

"He fucked me mother...Doctor Percival fucked me with his cock and he spunked in my cunt and then in my mouth when I sucked his cock mother, and...and I loved it, thank you mother," I blurted out.

I sneaked a glance up towards my mother my head still bowed and saw a satisfied smile on her face that was quickly replaced by the usual harsh straight line. 

"Then the next stage truly has begun Sarah, good girl. You shall be removed from school at once. However you will retain your uniform as you will find that it is ideally suited to a girl like you. 

"Now you will go to your room and you will stay there until you are called for at all times, you will receive a visitor within the hour and you will obey his every whim -- do you understand?"

"Yes mother," I nodded and turned and climbed the stairs to my room. For the first time in years I didn't smile at the portrait of my father, I couldn't look at him. I didn't feel ashamed, I felt excited and incredibly horny, but still I couldn't look at him.

I sat patiently on my bed and waited, looking out of the window and toying with items on my dresser for about half an hour. All I could think about was the doctor's dirty old cock and his lovely salty spunk. I also wondered who my visitor would be. 

My reverie was broken by the jangling sound of the doorbell downstairs, I heard voices one deep and gruff the other my mother's then there were footsteps and finally my bedroom door opened.

My visitor had arrived. 



Medicine Ch. 03



A man I had never met before was standing in my bedroom. He looked at me without smiling while he removed his large dark grey overcoat and slipped off his shoes. 

I judged him to be in his late fifties, he had thinning grey hair and a large moustache and while he wasn't quite as fat as Doctor Percival he still carried a lot of weight. I found myself looking at his crotch almost in a trance, wondering what his cock was like.

"Get up on the bed girl," the man gruffly ordered me. "On yer back, legs spread and lift yer skirt."

I instantly obeyed and watched as he undid his twill trousers and let them drop to the floor followed by his enormous white y-fronts. His already hard cock sprang out and I gasped at its size. It was far bigger than the doctor's, bigger even than my vibe.

He chuckled as he climbed onto my bed his great weight causing it to sag and creak, his huge cock bobbing and weaving before my eyes as if it were a giant snake trying to hypnotise me.

Grabbing my legs in his large hands he dragged me roughly down the bed towards him and ripped off my knickers with one hard yank.

"Sloppy seconds eh? I hear the doc's been up here already," and with that he thrust his huge cock straight up me and suddenly all the air was expelled from my body.

I felt as if I was being ploughed with a telegraph pole and I could barely breathe as he set about fucking me hard and fast, panting and heaving on top of me like a beached whale. I looked up at his flabby, sweating features and saw that he was looking straight ahead and concentrating on the job in hand, pummelling my cunt with heavy blows from his huge meaty cock...his huge beautiful meaty cock.

My bed creaked and rocked as he fucked me and fucked me, the springs squeaking and headboard banging loudly against the wall as I gasped and moaned now grinding my hips back into him to meet his thrusts. Clinging onto his corpulent body I licked and bit at his flabby flesh like a wild animal. By now I was more used to his immense size and the pleasure it gave was like electricity running through my body.

Yelling as my first orgasm exploded within me, I buried my face in his chest and wrapped my slender legs around his back, gripping onto him for dear life as his pounding increased in its intensity.

The gruff old man fucked me harder and harder for a beautiful eternity of sweat and hot flesh as I experienced what seemed like an unending orgasm that grew in its intensity. Until finally he cried out, calling me a dirty fucking whore, and drove his beautiful cock into me one last time to hold it there twitching and pulsating while he emptied his full hairy balls into my spasming cunt.

He took a few minutes to compose himself before drawing his cock out of me and, like a cork out of a bottle, it made a popping noise when it came out, leaving me feeling incredibly empty. Then, crawling up the bed, he proceeded to wipe his dirty cock on my face before stuffing it into my mouth. I didn't need him to tell me to clean it and I sucked greedily hoping that he would regain his hardness and treat me to a mouthful of delicious sperm.

But it was not to be and he soon withdrew collecting his clothes, dressing and leaving without another word. I lay there thoroughly fucked and deliriously happy, the fat old man's spunk oozing from my ravaged cunt and pooling on the bed sheets as it occurred to me that I had no idea what his name was. I decided I didn't really mind as I reached down between my legs to scoop up his cum with my fingers and bring it to my mouth, it tasted so good and I licked it all up greedily.

I was in heaven, but it was only temporary as I was disturbed by Doris, our maid, walking into the room. I looked at her puzzled, my spunky finger still in my mouth. She didn't stop, just walked straight over to my bed pulled me up and off it and onto my knees in front of her. Still puzzled I watched as she sat down on the edge of the bed and without looking at me lifted her skirt.

"Under! Now!" she barked.

I hesitated not really sure what she wanted me to do. Doris hissed impatiently and grabbed me by the hair with one of her pudgy hands before forcing my head under her skirts. It was suffocatingly warm, sweaty and dark under there. I could feel her large fat hairy thighs against my cheeks as she forced my head further forward and then her smell struck me.

The scent of fish emanating from Doris was stronger than the doctor's and was somehow deeper and earthier, but as with the doctor the smell made my mouth water. I had never done this before but I wanted to obey, I leaned forward pushing my face into her overgrown hairy bush and tentatively licked at her large sopping wet hole. The taste was delicious and I needed no more prompting from our fat old maid as I began to lap hungrily at her dirty old cunt, holding her large lips open with my hands and pushing my tongue as far up  inside her as I could.

After only a short time I felt her huge thighs flexing as they clamped my head hard and I knew she was about to cum, her juices were pouring out of her and had smeared my face. As she ground her crotch into my mouth I licked and nibbled at her clit one last time before she cried out and humped hard against my invading tongue. I couldn't breathe as she fucked my face and very nearly passed out before falling back, released from beneath her skirts and into fresh air and daylight once more.

Doris was leaning back on the bed her legs splayed open and her skirts pulled up. Her huge bosom rose and fell above her fat belly as she breathed heavily, looking at me with undisguised lust. 

'You little whore. I've waited far too long for that...do me again. Come on!'

Without prompting I eagerly dived in between her fat white thighs and renewed my assault on her delicious wet hole.

***

It was evening and I was alone once more. The moon was peeping at me through my window and I smiled and stretched giving him a long, lingering look up my skirt.

A noise at the door startled me slightly and I sat up in my bed as Doctor Percival entered the room and closed the door behind him.

"Good evening my dear," he said, his brightly shining eyes wandering slowly down my body, taking in my crumpled school uniform and somewhat dishevelled blonde pigtails.

"Doctor!" I beamed happily and bounced out of bed. Wrapping my arms around his enormous torso I hugged him tightly after showering him with kisses.

"You are pleased to see me I think," he breathed in my ear laughing slightly. 

A delicious warmth spread through my body as I felt his arms close about me and then the familiar, and most welcome, erotic charge as I felt his hand slide slowly down my back, across my bottom and up under my skirt.

"Oh doctor," I murmured, nuzzling his fat prickly neck as he parted my buttocks with his fingers running the tips around my anus and then deeper down between my legs. Finally he found my slit and easily slipped two fingers inside. I shuddered and gasped with pleasure at his touch.

"Tell me what you want Sarah," the doctor said as he began to finger me gently.

My breathing quickened as I felt his lips and tongue on my neck, "Please doctor, I want some medicine."

He broke off from kissing my neck momentarily and laughed, "With pleasure my dear."

Doctor Percival backed me across the room until I felt the edge of my bed push against the backs of my legs, his fingers slipped out of me as I fell back onto the mattress. 

I could feel the doctors eyes burning a hole between my thighs as he unzipped and dropped his trousers, his unblinking and lustful gaze never wavering. Smiling I pulled my skirt up and opened my legs wide for the old man. I felt strange but good when he looked at me, like a burning deep in the pit of my stomach, and I was desperate to do everything I could to please him.

I gazed longingly at his hard, upright cock as it pushed into the soft flesh of his large overhanging belly. I wasn't going to get my medicine just yet though. The doctor lowered his large frame onto my slender body, the bed creaking and groaning as his huge weight squashed me into the mattress.

Reaching down between us as best I could, I stroked his cock lovingly before guiding it into my waiting hole. I gasped as he entered me in one long swift stroke and wrapped my arms and legs around his heaving body, holding on tight, as he began to pump my hole in earnest.

"Humph, your cunt is not as tight now, practice squeezing the muscles around my cock," the doctor panted and then proceeded to run his tongue slowly up my neck as he continued to fuck me.

I could sense my cunt was looser, I could hear it making dirty squelching noises as the old man continued to thrust between my thighs. I had experimented with my muscles plenty of times before when I was using my vibe and so it was no surprise to hear the doctor sigh contentedly as I clamped down on his cock increasing the friction.

"That's it my dear, good girl," the doctor moaned and went back to licking my neck.

"Please doctor, call me names," I panted. I could feel an orgasm approaching and knew this would send me over the edge.

The doctor ran his tongue up over my face slowly, licking my cheek and around my mouth then down across my cheek again and into my ear. The sensation was so dirty and so delightful.

I gasped and felt a small explosion inside of me as he hissed in my ear, "You dirty little fucking whore. Now I'm going to spunk in your mouth you slutty bitch."

With that the doctor suddenly withdrew from my spasming cunt and, gripping one of my blonde pigtails in one hand, he forced his dirty cock into my mouth with the other. I sucked hungrily, gagging slightly as he resumed his vigorous thrusting, his huge hairy balls slapping against my chin.

"That's it you nasty fucking slag, suck it, take your fucking medicine."

The old man's cock twitched and leapt in my mouth as it fired wad after wad of delicious salty spunk down my throat. I reached round and gripped his large flabby buttock with my left hand, my fingers slipping into his dark, hairy crack and brushing against his anus, while my right sought out my pulsing clit in order to heighten the orgasms wracking my ravaged body.

"Fucking whore," the doctor groaned loudly one last time as his torrent subsided.

I continued to suck his cock gently before he withdrew from my mouth with a slight pop and proceeded to wipe the mess around my face and in my hair. When he was satisfied that his cock was dry he climbed back off my bed and gathered up his discarded trousers.

"This stage of your treatment is going well Sarah," he grunted as he pulled his trousers up, barely able to pull the voluminous waistband around his bulging belly.

My body was still quivering and shaking and I was quite unable to sit up never mind reply. The doctor laughed and tickled my cunt causing me to gasp out loud and clamp my thighs around his hand.

"You must shave your cunt girl, tonight when you have your bath. Next time I come we will try something slightly different, for now goodbye."

The doctor left the room and was soon replaced by Doris. She held a towel, a razor and a pot of something or other in her hands, but that wasn't all. She had done away with her frumpy black maid's uniform and now stood resplendent in long shiny black, spike-heeled boots, a black suspender belt and stockings and a leather basque that creaked as it struggled to hold back the tide of her pale flabby flesh.

"Bath time," she sniggered.

I struggled off the bed goggling at our sexy old maid, my knees nearly giving way as I followed her to the bathroom with her huge white arse wobbling hypnotically in front of me.