Lady Bits

CARTER

I tried.I really did. Never have I ever acted inappropriately with one of my patients. It was hard during the breast exam, but I managed to keep my mouth off her breasts when I wanted nothing more than to suck on her nipples and leave my mark on the plump flesh. I was proud of myself for keeping my control.

But that went down the drain fast. I snapped and my will evaporated when I moved the sheet and exposed her pussy. She wasn’t just wet, she was goddamn soaked. I knew before I started the pelvic exam that I would have my hands on Harley in ways a doctor shouldn’t touch their patient.

I was so fucking needy for Harley that my hands shook, my cock was as hard as concrete, and sweat dotted my brow as I performed the exam. I wanted to say fuck it and take her right then, but I was determined to get the professional part of our encounter out of the way before playtime could start.

Now I have her in front of me, her legs in the stirrups and her pussy wide open in front of my face. It’s humorous that she thought I was done with her when she heard me take off my gloves. She didn’t have a shot in hell of leaving this room without me getting a taste of the juices seeping from her hole. Her arousal played havoc on my senses. Now it’s my turn to tease and torment her.

After slapping the inside of her thigh and demanding her to leave her legs open, she relaxes back on the bed. I flick her clit a couple more times before moving my finger down to her dripping hole and slide my middle finger inside her hot cunt.

“Is this for me specifically? Or does the idea of a doctor touching you inappropriately make you wet?”

Her legs quiver in the stirrups and her breath hitches before she answers. “Both. But only because you’re the doctor.”

Her answer has my cock twitching. I can’t imagine she would be turned on by the thought of Dr. Rosen touching her like this. He’s got to be close to seventy years old by now.

Adding a second finger and twisting my hand to face upward, I curl my fingers and lightly rub against the oftentimes elusive g-spot. The moment my fingers make contact, Harley’s back bows off the bed and she lets out a loud moan. Not all women can have orgasms from g-spot stimulation. I’d bet my last dollar that Harley is one of the lucky ones.

I wheel my stool forward a few inches until my mouth can easily reach her. Reaching under and around her thigh, I lay my forearm over her lower stomach to keep her from moving around too much, then drop my head and press the flat of my tongue over her clit.

“Oh shit!” she cries out.

I apply pressure to her stomach, forcing her back to the bed. “Stay still,” I order against her pussy. “Or I’ll stop.”

A cute frustrated growl rumbles from her lips, and I wish I could see her face, but the sheet still blocks my view of her. Grabbing the sheet, I yank it off her and toss it to the floor. The gown is bunched up at her waist and her fingers are locked around the edge of the padded examination table. She tilts her head down and our eyes meet. She looks so fucking gorgeous with her cheeks flushed red, her lips parted, and the glaze of lust in her eyes.

I continue to lightly play with her g-spot and bring my lips back to her clit while we continue to watch each other. One hand lets go of the table and she palms her tit, pinching the nipple between her fingers and rolls the tight bud.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she pants breathlessly. “Oh my God. That feels so good.”

Using my teeth, I alternate between gently nibbling on her clit to sucking it. When her walls begin to clamp down around my fingers and her eyes drift closed, I know she’s close.

I stop my ministrations and her eyes pop open. The glare she shoots me is comical. “Don’t you dare fucking stop,” she hisses.

“Then keep your eyes open. I want to see them when you come all over my hand.”

I go back to eating her out, working my fingers and tongue in perfect sync to maximize Harley’s pleasure. It’s only a moment later that her walls tighten around my fingers again and she’s letting out a loud cry, her body tenses and her eyes widen in wonder. I lift my head just in time to watch the warm liquid gush from her and drip to the floor. My cock grows painfully hard in my slacks at the sight.

“Holy fuck,” Harley wheezes, and I look up at her. “Was that a g-spot orgasm?”

I pull my fingers from her soaked pussy, but let my thumb wander to her clit where I lightly massage it. Shudders wrack her body at the contact.

“Yes,” I answer. “I take it, that’s your first?”

Her eyes fall closed and a mumbled “Uh huh” tumbles from her lips.

I get up from my stool and it rolls back a few feet. She lifts her eyelids fractionally, watching me with a satiated expression. Pulling off the white coat, I let it fall to the floor. When I reach for my belt, her gaze drops. Her legs are still spread open, so she has the perfect view as I undo my pants just enough to pull out my cock.

A drop of pre-cum hangs from the slit and her eyes grow hungry when she sees it. I swipe my thumb over the head, gathering the small drop and step between her legs. Her lips open when I hold it up to her mouth and she greedily sucks it away.

“One day I’m going to fuck your mouth and make you choke on my cock,” I tell her as I pull my thumb from her mouth.

“Now,” she offers. “I want you to do it now.”

I shake my head as I wrap my hands around her waist. “Not today. Right now I want that tight pussy squeezing my cock.”

I pull her forward until her ass is all the way off the bed. With her feet still in the stirrups, she’s even more spread open. Holding her up with one hand, I use the other to grab my cock and guide the head to her opening. Looking into her delirious eyes, I slide just the tip in and hold still. I wait until she begins squirming around before I slam my hips forward at the same time I yank her to me.