Doing The Doctor's Daughter Ch. 01

She looked up at me with half-lidded eyes and nodded her head slowly at me, smiling down at my pulsating, veiny rod. The moment was here, and every nerve in my body shrieked as I placed the bulging head of my cock at the opening of her wet crevice. With one slow, purposeful push I entered her hot, slick tightness and she keened a long, high, pronounced whimper: “Uhh-huuee.” I then withdrew, leaving just the head inside her slurping inner lips as they emerged to lave me, and reentered her with a bit more vigor, determined to bring her up slowly yet resolutely.

I moved very slowly in and out of Cindy, gaining more depth into her hot, clasping vagina with each push. I got the feeling that I was plumbing virgin territory as I proceeded deeper toward her cervix. I imagined my member some ultra-sensitive piece of medical equipment, used solely to gauge the succulent topography – the peaks and valleys – as well as sensitivity of her young vagina. Satisfied that I was familiar with her terrain, I began stirring her to enlarge her for more vigorous fucking when the time came. She was astonishingly moist, emitting copious streams of juice with each circular withdrawal. The junction of our loins was soaked as her fluids dripped down to blend into the fabric of her underlying robe. She closed her eyes and canted her head slightly to one side, uttering little high, gasping moans each time I entered her. “Unh…unh…unh,” she softly exhaled, slowly breaking into a joyous smile that gleamed on her face. Moonbeams caught her upper body, which began to glow with light beads of perspiration. And, as I looked down at my aging, rampant barb deeply splitting the folds of her woman flesh, the wind died down, allowing us both to hear the liquid, slapping sounds of her youthful cunt paying rhythmic homage to my invasive, gnarled cock.

I placed Cindy’s ankles on my shoulders and braced myself with my hands on the table on either side of her waspish waist. She took the hint and grasped the edge of the table on each side of her buttocks. The leverage was perfect. There would be no fumbling…no embarrassing need for re-engagement. She began mewling and meeting me thrust for thrust as I plunged into her. Her soft keening escalated into sharper cries and the beatific smile on her face changed into a more serious, plaintive expression that indicated her rise to a higher level of passion. Her brows took on a worried look that under different circumstances might have revealed a concern about her not climaxing before her partner…or not having an orgasm. She opened her glazed eyes and looked at me, as I dripped sweat on her tits from my brow, and closed them once again, smiling broadly when realizing that that would not be the case at all. There would be the orgasm she was waiting for.

I hammered Cindy now, hoping that she understood the lesson I was trying to administer: to tease me was easy; to lie, to manipulate, to treat me as a hired – or borrowed – stud...could be painful. So, I fucked her with feral abandon, drilling her so the table legs raised from the deck and scraped with wood-on-wood protestations as I punished her body. Her small but strong form was mine, and she knew I would do with it what I wished. She began her ascent easily, crying in her deepest tones, “Oooh, Jay! Oooh, Jay! I’m…yeah…oooh, I’m…yeah…ooo-oww…ooo-oww…Jay!”

Signaling both of us, the sensuous wind rose again and I began plunging as deeply into Cindy as she’d take me, pounding away at her cervix. “Ahhh, God!” she howled. “Ow, Jay! It…oow…oh,

Do…me! Now…Jay! Now…now…NOW! NOW!” I obliged her, throwing my hips roughly at her and driving my meat into her fresh, young gash, reaming it as she screamed with the wind: “Cu,

cum…ming…CUMMMMMMMING…CU’INNNG! Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, oh-nng…nnnggh…nnnggh, nnngghaah, aaahh, aaahh…mmmnn…mmmnn…mmmnn.”

This was too good! The clenching, drooling little love hole between Cindy’s legs became all of her. Every trembling muscle in her receptive body seemed to focus itself on pulling from me the boiling contents of my balls as she flopped about on the table, now creaking and groaning from the stress of our violent coupling. I seemed to grow twice my normal size as, finally, a huge load of seed fired from me, accompanied by my shouts of “Eeeyeah! Yeah! Yea-uhh! Eeyeah-uhh!” As my bursting cock torched the entrance to her womb with rapid-fire spurts of scalding cum, and our shrieking mouths echoed our ecstasy, there was a sudden loud explosion from nearby and the night was filled with a blue-white glare as the lights went out. I lay on Cindy’s sweating form, my shirt soaking up our combined effusions, as she hugged me closely, with both of us panting and moaning. My legs were bloodless and threatening to collapse, and I giggled, which caused her to do the same.

“Mmmmy…God! I’ve…never…had an…orgasm…like that!” she gasped. “Wow!…An explosion!

And…fireworks! Mmm-ooh…what was it?” she murmured.

“Must have lost a transformer,” I mumbled. “Wind blew it out.”

“Oooh…God…wowww…awesome!” she beamed. “Mmmm, Jay. Jaay…mmmm. Ooh,” she said, shivering, “Can we go inside? I’m gettin’ kinda’ cold.”

Grabbing her robe and discarded bikini, Cindy stumbled inside in the dark, with me following awkwardly while holding up my drooping pants and jacket. “C’mon!” she whispered, leading me upstairs through the darkened house. We entered her room and, as I undressed, she wiped away a thick stream of my spunk from her thigh and stuck her fingers in her mouth to slurp them noisily. “C’mere!” she beckoned, perching on her knees in the midst of her king sized bed. I stood in front of her as she cooed, “Mmm, nice!” admiringly, stroking my chest, one of my better physical features. “And, ooh, this…your cock…is beautiful!” she mewled, gently holding my package with both hands from underneath as if it were a small, furry animal.

My flaccid dick jumped involuntarily as she caressed it and she exhaled a small breath to lick her fleshy lips, forming them into a perfect “O.” The moon lit the room through the window and bathed everything in an azure light, reminding me of an old “blue” movie, as Cindy first warmed me with her hot breath, then engulfed the head and half of my cock with her babyish mouth. “Mmmmm…mmmmm…mmmmm,” she moaned as she pushed her head forward and backward with agonizing slowness, cleaning my member of its fuck juice and bringing it renewed, stiff life. Her raven hair, brows and lashes provided a stunning contrast to her flawless, milky skin and fired my lecherous libido once again. As I looked down at her and she up at me, I thought that – but for her curvaceous body – she looked no more than 14 years old in the blue light. I groaned at the image and, taking the cue, she smiled devilishly and hurried her moist movements which caused a couple of streams of saliva to drip from the corners of her mouth to her thighs. The moonlight caught them and they shown silver as they coursed from her lips, down over her knees, to pool into the bedspread. Pulling off for air, she wanked me fully and gasped, “Sorry…can’t take all of you. Maybe later…”.

“God, kiddo…don’t worry. We’ll get to it,” I moaned, afraid I’d explode from sensory overload. “Cindy, baby, please lie on your back,” which she did. I placed a pillow under her fulsome ass and whispered, “Masturbate for me, honey. I know you like to.”

“Oooh…hoo-hoo, Jay, you’re so dirty. I love it!” she murmured, licking her fingers and delicately strumming her clit, slowly at first. “Mmmm, feels so gooood, Jay. I’m pretending you’re fucking me with your big cock!” she said with a groan. “Oooh, I’m gonna’ cum real fast! I always do! Mmm.” At that she closed her eyes and tilted her head toward the window so that her face was entirely illuminated by the moon. Outside the wind had died and the only sound in the room, other than her heavy breathing, was the rhythmic smacking of her greedy cunt lips as her fingers brushed them repeatedly, smearing my leaking cum and her young juices over her well-manicured mound.

My hand went to my cock as Cindy began grinding her hips up and down in a hunching motion. I stroked my full length as she slipped first two, then three, fingers into her dripping snatch and opened her slack-jawed mouth, pushing her lips out in a circular expression of lust. I was going to take her again, and wanted to be fully ready when the time came. And it came sooner than I expected. I kneeled on the bed before her spread legs as her thighs began to tremble, and the movement caused her to open her eyes to slits and regard my rampant prick. Sensing what I was planning, she closed her eyes once again and began grunting from deep in her lungs “Uuu-hunnh…uuu-hunnh…uuu-hunnh…uuu-hunnh,” then, “uh-huuunh…uh-huuunh…uh-huun-huh, uh-huun-huh, nnngh, nnngh, nnngh.” Then she peaked, throwing her legs out stiffly and her head back as one hand went to maul the nipple and aureole of one breast.

I chose that moment to penetrate her. Grabbing her hips, I pierced her fully with my angry cock, driving myself into her to her cervix. “Eeee-yeeeaaah!” she screamed as I struck home. I yanked her hips toward me, hoisted with help from the pillow, and began to pull her onto my cock. In my priapic excitement it had formed a slight upward curve, reminding me of a scimitar, a sword poised to cut and slash at the tender flesh of an imaginary infidel. And that’s how it acted, almost disembodied. With no subtlety, I gored the young girl at will, gouging her resilient inner folds with each thrust. I sliced at her female cleft as she heaved about, screaming guttural nonsense as my cock head struck her G spot repeatedly and drove her into a crying, gibbering state. She continued to climax, shrieking “Aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah, aaah,” until she could no longer breathe, and collapsed beneath my brutal plunges to moan…and moan…and moan some more.

I lay on her, bracing myself on my elbows, still deeply buried in her, and licked away her tears, snot and drool. She continued moaning until her breathing again became regular. “God…Jay,” was all she said. Taking that as an affirmative sign, I pulled out of her, causing disappointed surprise, then – somewhat roughly – turned her over and hoisted her to her knees, at which she groaned, “Oh…Jay…”. With her head laying on her forearms and ass in the air, I spread her knees apart and poised myself at the aperture of her cunt. Her slick inner lips pouted at me in an inverted “V,” and I split them, pushing my spongy cock head back into her still-quivering heat.

Ah, yes! This was to be a superb doggie fuck! I thought. If what you wanted was “help,” my sweet little pooch, this is how I administer it at MY kennel. And, growling like some wild canine, I gripped her miniscule waist, my fingers nearly meeting around it, and began to fuck her compliant body until she lost all tensile strength in her muscles. She flopped before me with each of my feral thrusts as my loins smacked noisily at the round globes of her magnificent ass. She trilled and yipped her satisfaction like a driven bitch until she had nothing left to give or say. Finally, she froze midway during one of my plunges, threw her head back, forth, and in a circular motion as drool flew from her mouth. Then she yelped, “Ah, GOD! GOD! MM-GOD! MM-FUCK! OOH! OOHMM! AHMM! NNMM! Nnmm…nnmm…nnmm,” just as I felt the hints of my long-awaited second climax of the night. Perversely seeking a new depository, I pulled out to her “NOOO!” and picked her up bodily, turning her around so that her face was at my crotch, and plunged my erupting cock at her mouth. Two shots covered her face and hair, gluing closed one eye, as she struggled to clamp her lips on me. She was soon successful, as her sucking gullet vacuumed the remains of my load into her belly. She pulled at me longingly and relentlessly until my balls began to ache, at which point I unceremoniously collapsed beside her.

We stroked one another softly, saying nothing for the longest time. “My God, Jay. So that’s what it’s about,” she said quietly. “I had no idea…no fucking idea.”

“I thought that you and Dr. Erica had talked,” I said, cynically.

“Well, yeah. She said you were great, but…incredible…awesome!” Cindy said, once again employing the catchall adolescent adjective.

“Well, sweetie, much as I enjoyed this little ‘cocktail party,’ I’m going to give Erica a call and chew her out for encouraging…no, coaching you,” I warned.

A cup of coffee refreshed me. The wind had stopped and the night felt as quiet as my libido. At the door Cindy looked sleepy, full-lipped and well fucked. Her movements had taken on a softer, less-rehearsed manner and she kissed me with real feeling as she reiterated that her father wanted still to have his “thank-you” party for all of us involved in her ice show.

In the car, driving home, I phoned Erica at her place and admonished her for her role in Cindy’s plot to seduce me. “Don’t be silly, Jay! You’re a careful man. I spoke with her moments ago and understand that you had a nice time! Isn’t she darling?” she asked. “I’m very anxious for her to visit you at your studio. Of course, mmm, I’ll want to see her…to…participate. And you know how I like to watch…and take pictures!” she exclaimed, referring to her voyeuristic habits.

Her carefree, though calculating, attitude deflated me. Things were getting truly complicated. And I didn’t yet know what I was going to do about the dangerously manipulative Cindy.

Cindy’s story continues soon in DOING THE DOCTOR’S DAUGHTER, Ch. 2. Please vote and send feedback. Your suggestions for future episodes are great!