2 comments/ 89461 views/ 8 favorites Quite a Medical Office By: JANAMARIE Moving is one huge pain in the ass. I had been working for this company for six years when they offered me a great job in a city at the other side of he country. I am a California girl and moving to Philadelphia sounded as if I was going to China but the new position was a big step up in the company and my new salary was fantastic. But, three thousand miles away and seventy-five miles from the nearest beach, Ugh. It's not just the physical relocation that's the problem, it's everything else involved. From finding an apartment and then getting a telephone installed and cable TV and water, gas and newspaper etc. etc. etc. And then just finding your way around the new neighborhood; where are the markets, dry cleaners, hardware, Wal Mart, etc.. And then finding a new doctor and dentist is another chore altogether. I was going to wait until I got friendly with some of the employees at the company and get some recommendations from them on those subjects. The new apartment was terrific. It was on the twelfth floor of a high rise down near the Philadelphia waterfront on the Delaware River. Most of the boat traffic was only tankers going up the river but it was pretty. It was one bedroom with a nice, but small, kitchen and a large combination living/dining room. The only thing lacking was decent storage but I guess that's true of all high rise apartment houses. Each apartment has its own storage bin in the basement but I would be hesitant in storing anything of value there as it isn't well protected. It took me a month or so before I felt comfortable in the new job. At least comfortable enough to be able to take a little time off to see a doctor about a cold I had picked up and was hanging on for what seemed forever. One of the other women in the office gave me the name of her doctor who had an office only a few blocks from my apartment. When she gave me his name she also said, "oooh la la." When asked what she meant she answered, "You'll see." I got the appointment for just after noon the next day; dropped my car off at the apartment and walked to the doctor's office only two blocks away. It had the typical reception area with, Cindy, a very attractive nurse handling the patients as they arrived. She looked more like a California beach bunny than anything else I could imagine; long blond hair, large breasts about five foot four, one hundred and ten pounds and a smile that girls would die for. She had me fill out the new patient paperwork and had me take a seat. I wonder how much time is spent waiting in doctors' offices around the world.... tons I'm sure. Ten minutes later she was ushering me into one of the small viewing rooms. That is another thing that bothers me about doctors' offices. When they usher you out of the outside waiting room that does not mean the doctor is ready to see you. It only means that one of the small viewing rooms has opened up and you can begin your wait all over again. Well, that's life. When the door to the little room opened up fifteen minutes later the guy who came through the door wearing a white doctor's coat was good looking drop dead handsome. I could see what the oooh la la was all about when the woman in our office recommended this guy. "Hi, I'm Doctor Mac MacKenzie and I see you are Marna Campbell. Do you mind of I call you Marna?" "Not at all Mac" I replied. "Touché" "So, what brings you in to see me?" I explained about the lingering cold. He did the usual listening to my chest through the stethoscope, lingering just a little longer around my breasts than I ever remember a doctor doing before, and then he quickly wrote out a prescription. "So how are you liking Philly?" he asked. "So far so good but I wish it were closer to the ocean." "Ah ha, you are a California gal and like the sun and surf." "Well, I'm not a surfer but do like the wind and waves." I responded "Say, I have just the thing that might interest you. I have a sailboat docked down at Atlantic City and I'm taking Cindy and the appointment clerk sailing this weekend. You are welcome to come along if you would like. It will be fun and you will get to know another couple of women your own age." He offered. "Sounds like a ball and I would love it. What do I need to bring and where will I meet you guys?" "Just bring yourself, but wear sneakers or boat shoes. No hard soles and we can meet in the parking lot next door. It will be empty on Saturday morning and if we meet there at eight we can be out on the water at nine thirty." The weather forecast for the weekend sounded great for sailing. They were calling for winds out of the South around twelve to fifteen mph with temperature in the mid eighties. It was only Wednesday so I had a couple of shopping nights to make sure I had an outfit I wouldn't be ashamed of. I chose a pair of khaki shorts with a burgundy top and an old pair of Sperry Topsider boat shoes I had for some time so it would appear that I had been on a boat before. I had been sailing a good few times before and certainly wasn't an expert but did know a good bit about handling a boat. I was fairly sure I wouldn't make a complete fool out of myself as just another landlubber. I took a Dramamine before leaving my apartment just in case and brought a small carry on bag with me that morning with a few munchies and bottled water. I was ready. Holy shit. I never asked what time we would be back. In thinking back over the invitation all I could remember was that he said 'he was taking Cindy and the appointment clerk sailing this weekend'. Was that for the day of the weekend? I changed my small carry on bag to a larger one and threw in another pair of shorts and top and some undies and my traveling toilet kit. We all met right on time and the appointment clerk, Joan, looked to be a lot of fun. She was about my age, thin but with what appeared to be a decent size bra size and an absolutely beautiful smile. It turned out that both she and Cindy had been on the boat before but not at the same time. The drive to AC isn't bad once you get across the Walt Whitman Bridge. A few miles east and the AC Expressway begins and takes you right into the gambling mecca. The marina is directly opposite a casino so if you get bored it is right there to amuse you. The boat was a beauty. A forty- four foot Cheoy Lee ketch. The decks were teak and the woodwork around the cockpit was beautifully varnished mahogany. Mac wanted to hose down the deck to rinse off the road dirt that was all over the boat. Apparently the road to the marina across the street gets a good bit of traffic and the grit the cars throw up covers the boats. In another ten minutes we were untying the dock lines and casting off. The dockside observers must have been jealous as hell...one guy and three gals. With the southerly wind we were able to have sails up going out the AC inlet and we were moving along nicely at seven knots on our way to wherever. There wasn't much of a sea and a boat this size was truly in its element. I could just imagine loading it up and setting a course for the Islands. I think that is what I would do if it were mine. I never saw it happen but Mac had loaded up the refrigerator with some cheeses and meats and, salad ingredients and some soft drinks for lunch. We were set. The engine driven refrigerator didn't have time to make ice but he left the engine running for the first hour or so to chill down the refrigerator. After an hour there were some semblance of cubes in the trays. The boat was moving along beautifully. I had done some sailing on the West Coast but nothing in a boat this size. After Mac realized I knew how to handle the helm I was elected and became very sorry I had indicated I knew anything at all about sailing. The other two gals were stretched out catching rays while I was worrying about wind direction and the course we were steering. A half- hour of that and I suggested to Mac he engage the auto- pilot and let it take care of those duties. He flipped the switches, set the course and we were all free to move around the boat. It wasn't long before Joan and I were sitting in the cockpit and just enjoying the wind and sun when I asked where Cindy was and Joan nodded forward. I stood and made my way out of the cockpit and around the side deck and ran across Cindy and Mac on a big foam pad up on the foredeck. Cindy was topless and soaking up the rays and Mac was lying on his stomach talking to her and every now and then leaning across to kiss a nipple. I stopped when I was almost there and started to head back when I head Mac calling my name. I turned and he was waving me forward. "Hope we didn't embarrass you. Cindy loves the boat and we come out almost very weekend." "Not at all. I never get upset seeing people enjoying themselves." I replied. "Great. Joan will be coming forward in a few minutes and I'm hoping that won't bother you either." He said. "No, it won't but now you have me wondering that if this is a typical threesome why did you bother to invite me." "Oh, you said you were missing the ocean and I thought this might help you get used to Philly and New Jersey. If it is going to upset you we can turn back shortly." "No, just do as you usually do. None of it will bother me." I answered. "OK. I knew you were a good sport." I turned and headed back to the cockpit and ran into Joan heading forward. She had already removed her bikini top and looked as if she was ready to join in the fun on the foredeck. This was going to drive me insane. If I had known about it I wouldn't have joined them for the day of sailing. It wasn't long before the noise coming from the foredeck really had my puzzled and I couldn't help but want to find out what it was all about. As I went forward I could see a gals bare back bending over something. As I went further forward it was clear what was happening. Mac was on his back nude and it was Joan who was giving him a blow job while at the same time she was playing with Cindy's tits who was sitting along side of her. A very cozy threesome while I am stuck working the boat! I returned to the cockpit to think this over. Viola, I had the answer. I reached over to the autopilot and gave the course selector a few huge inputs and the boat swung more than thirty degrees to port. With the strength of the wind we now had we were instantly heeling almost to the point that the lee rail was buried. Splash- splash. One gal and one guy were overboard. What a shame! It was Joan and Mac and we were leaving them in our wake. I quickly threw a couple of life rings over and then turned to come about to pick them up. This is always a challenge and a lot easier if those on board the boat know what they are doing. I quickly discovered the only thing Cindy knew about sailing was how to fuck the captain. "Cindy, we are going to have to drop sails. You keep looking at Joan and Mac so when I ask where they are you can point to them. Don't take your eyes off them regardless which direction the boat turns. OK?" She was scared shitless but nodded OK. I started the engine and dropped the sails. The two overboard had retrieved the life rings and were back there waiting for us. We came back to them quickly and I put the transmission in neutral as we approached them. I told Cindy to unhook the horseshoe life ring from the rear lifeline stanchion and give it to me. When we were twenty feet from them I threw the horseshoe and accidentally (honest) hit Mac in the face. He was blubbering as he went under for a second and swallowed a gallon or two of seawater! "Hello, how is the sex in seawater." I joked. "Quit your smart ass remarks and get the stern of the fucking boat around to us and drop the swimming ladder." Yelled Mac. "Now wait a fucking minute big shot. With that kind of attitude we will see if you two can swim the five miles back to AC so get off your high horse and do it NOW." Cindy unhooked the rungs of the swimming ladder and they folded down into the water. I threw the engine in gear and swung the stern around to them and then disengaged the transmission again. I didn't want the prop to chew them up. Mac escorted Joan over to the boat and I looked up and screamed, "Shark." Sure enough there was the dorsal fin of a shark off the stern about a hundred yards off and we weren't sure if it had spotted the swimmers. Either way I don't think Joan ever moved as fast in her life. He lovely tits were bouncing as she came over the stern rail and Mac wasn't a second behind her. I thought his cock was going to get hung up on the swimming ladder but he swung himself up and over without even touching the rail. We were now all in the cockpit and sat there just looking at each other. Mac spoke first and directed his question at me, "Why the fuck did you alter course and in doing so know the boat would heel and cause us a problem up on the foredeck." I played as dumb as I could, "Mac, I had never worked an auto-pilot before and didn't realize that it would react so violently to my touch of the controls. And asshole, you are the Captain. You are the one who should be looking out for the welfare of your passengers. If the Coast Guard knew what happened you would probably be in jail this afternoon. So why don't the three of you go below and fuck your eyes out while I get this boat moving again and quit giving me any of your shit." "Marna, I think you knew damn well what you were doing with the auto-pilot and just tried to have us knocked overboard." "Captain, let me make this perfectly clear. As we got on this boat I saw a newspaper rack holding the Philadelphia Inquirer newspaper. How about I give them a call right now and have a reporter waiting for us at the dock. It will be a story they will absolutely love. Just picture the headline, 'Prominent Philadelphia doctor goes overboard while engaged in sex with one of his employees on a sailboat off Atlantic City. Narrowly escapes death by sharks.' How about it, want me to make the call?" He was stammering and stuttering and then starting to shiver. I don't know if it was because he was nude or the fear of the possibility of the shark attack had just hit him. Either way, he appeared to be one cold and nervous dude. "Joan, take him below and have him lie down and cover him with a blanket. Get under the blanket with him and try to get his body temperature up again. You don't have to fuck him to do that." She just looked at me and nodded OK "Cindy, it's time you learned something about a sailboat. Take the wheel and steer this thing into the wind. You will know you are headed into the wind when the needle on that instrument on the cockpit wall is pointing straight up. I am going to be raising sail while you are doing that so don't fuck up." Lo and behold she steered the boat straight as an arrow and we had sails up and were underway in a few more minutes. We tidied up the cockpit of the lines and horseshoe ring and life rings and it would appear that nothing had ever happened. Cindy and I sat there talking and it turned out she was bisexual. She not only fucked the doctor but also liked to give Joan a good time. Well now!! Cindy, I would like for you to come over here and kneel before me." 'What are you talking about?" she asked. "Just do it and shut up." She was there in a second. Apparently she liked to be subservient and me speaking harshly to her turned her on. "Now slip my shorts down and get your face busy in my pussy." I never saw anyone move so fast. She had her face buried in me in a second and was working my clit like it had never been worked before. She had my nub unsheathed and was licking it fast and furious before I knew what was happening. "OK honey, you can slow down a little. I want to have an orgasm but I don't want you to hurt me in the process." I ordered. "Oh, Marna, I don't want to hurt you. I wanted to do this the minute I first met you." "Good, just take it nice and easy." She could really eat pussy. It wasn't much longer before I was reaching for the clouds. The warmth started deep inside me and came rushing up and out. My juices were covering her face and she was licking them up as fast as I was releasing them. "Oh God, Cindy. That was terrific. Wipe up my pussy with your shirt and let me get dressed again." She obeyed my every command. I think I had found a sex slave. In a few minutes we were sitting there as if nothing had happened between us and I told her that after we got back I would have her over to my place and I would let her treat me to some warm and loving sex. I would have thought she was going to explode with excitement. "Will you Marna?" She asked and I confirmed it to her. I got up and checked the horizon to make sure there weren't any boats along our course and then put my head down the main companionway to see how the lovebirds were doing. Mac was still shivering and I told Joan to put on some water for coffee and we would get a cup into him to warm up his insides. When I get back in the cockpit I told Joan we were going to turn the boat for home. Mac wasn't doing very well and we needed to get back. "Whatever you say Marna. Should I call you captain now?" She said in all seriousness. "No honey. You can call me sweet pussy instead." I joked. She blushed from head to toe with that and said, "Oh, I couldn't do that. They would know I had done something to you if I said that in front of them." "You are right Cindy. Just call me Marna. OK?" We got back to the marina in mid afternoon and Mac was still not himself. Hell, he was the doctor and still couldn't help us much in helping him. I went below and asked him if his problem was stress related or was he really ill. He couldn't answer that simple question so it was going to be up to us to dock this beauty. I called them into the cockpit. "Girls, this is going to be tricky since I have never docked a boat this big and every boat handles differently so we will all have to be on our toes and you will have to exactly as I say WHEN I say it. Got it? I will not have the time to explain why I am telling you to do something. I can tell you after we are docked but not during the docking procedure. Now let's get to it and pay attention. When you aren't looking at what I have told you to do...look at me for the next instruction." Damn, the wind was blowing even harder and that always makes docking more difficult since the wind can actually blow a boat even as big as this one around a lot. No matter, we didn't have a switch to turn off the wind. "Girls, if you remember we left the dock lines on the pier and on the outboard pilings so we need to get an outboard line first and then we can manage to get the boat into the slip without too much more trouble. Cindy, take that boat pole and be ready to hook the loop on that line." as I pointed to the one I wanted her to get. She did it neatly and I told her to hook it on the cleat on the back of the boat, which she did flawlessly. I had it in full reverse but we were still coming in a little too fast. I grabbed the boat pole from her and hooked the other outboard line and cleated it down on the other side of the boat. When those two lines became taut we stopped as if we had hit a wall. It was then just a simple matter of cleating down the bow lines and putting on the sail covers and tidying up the boat. I was looking around hoping we had an audience for such a magnificent docking. It couldn't have been done any better. It took us a few minutes to get Mac dressed and ready for the road. Joan was going to drive and I had her go out and bring the car around to the end of the pier so we wouldn't have to make him walk too far. Twenty minutes later and we were off the boat, in the car and heading back to Philadelphia. By the time we got back to the city Mac was coming around a little and said he would be OK to drive himself home. Joan would follow him home and Cindy was coming home with me. Joan gave us an extended stare when she heard that. Quite a Medical Office By the time we got into my apartment I needed a drink. "Cindy, what's your preference. Scotch, Gin or Whiskey?" "I'll have what you are having." She answered. "C'mere honey. I need a shower and want you to wash my back." I instructed her. "OK Marna, I'll be right there." By the time I got into the bathroom she was stripped and standing in front of the shower stall waiting. "Cindy, I think I have changed my mind. Right now I would rather have you make soft tender love to my pussy. The kind we didn't have the time to enjoy on the boat." "Oh yes, Marna. I would love to make you feel good." "Now Cindy, I want you to use your pretty mouth on me." I lay on the bed and opened my legs slightly. She lay beside me and lightly and gently began to fondle my breasts. It didn't take much of that before my nipples were as hard as bullets. She lowered her face down my stomach kissing it every inch of the way only stopping her downward movement when she reached my navel and let her tongue explore that area. Damn, it felt great. After spending a few minutes there she continued down until her mouth was just above the lips of my pussy. She let her fingers open them wide and then moved her face into the gap of my pussy. She still had her body twisted around so her chest was up by my waist so she turned ever so slowly until she was lying between my legs with her face now completely buried in my warm wet pussy. She used her two hands to keep my pussy spread open and let her tongue explore it to find my clit. She then worked on the sheath until she was able too slide it back and let my nub out for her tongue to work on. It felt as if she was letting her tongue slide first up one side of the nub and then down to the bottom of it and then up the other side. When she got to the top of the nub it felt as if she just let the tip of her tongue flick back and forth with increasing speed. While she was doing this she had moved her one hand down to hold my pussy lips apart and then folded two or three fingers together and then used them to finger fuck me with. Between her fingers in my pussy and her tongue on my clit I wasn't going to last long. When I finally exploded she concentrated on licking up every drop of my juices she could manage. Before she was finished she used her hands to spread my legs even further and then worked her face down to where it was facing my ass. She then let her tongue flick up and run around the ring of my asshole. After she had gotten it wet she forced her tongue deep into my ass and I thought I would die with the excitement. I had never had that done to me before and I LOVED it. "Cindy, that was wonderful." "Marna, did you really like it?" she asked. "Cindy I can honestly say I have never had any one eat my pussy nor tongue my ass well as you just did." She almost squealed with excitement over the compliment. "Cindy, does Mac ever join in with the two of you when you do this to Joan and does Joan ever use her mouth on you?" I asked. "On no, Mac never has been with us when we're together." She answered "And yes, Joan has used her mouth on me a couple of times." "Do you enjoy fucking him?" "Not very much. He comes too fast." "Well, maybe we can at least have a threesome with Joan taking care of you and I. If that works OK we can think about letting Mac join in." "That sounds OK Marna but I would really like to keep your pussy for myself." "Now, Now, Now, you can't be selfish." I laughed. "Cindy, I'm going to invite Joan over tomorrow night for a few drinks. I would like for you to be here and I am going to talk plainly about you performing on me with your mouth. I think Joan will be a little upset but you can make it up to her by making a move on her while I watch. What do you think?" "Oh, she will be beside herself if she thinks that I have made you feel good." 'That's OK. I want you to get her to eat your pussy while I watch. Do you think you can do that?" "Marna, if that's what you want me to do I will try. Marna, I don't think you understand my feelings. I only want to make you feel good but I will do whatever you ask." "That's sweet Cindy. You do make me feel very special." The get together the next night was scheduled to begin at eight but the girls were there long before that. Anxious I guess. I had tons of snack foods and a wide open bar. I had also uncorked a couple of bottles of wine in case they didn't want any of the hard stuff. We all seemed to get along great. The conversation naturally turned to our recent sailing adventure and we all got a good laugh out of it. Cindy and I kidded Joan about dragging Mac overboard with her. She said that she didn't do that but they both slid together. I continued the joking with, "It looked to me as if you had such a tight grip on his cock with your mouth he didn't have a choice but to follow you into the drink." That had us all laughing again. I then steered the conversation about how we were built and I had to compliment Joan on a lovely pair of tits. I said something that she didn't really need a life preserver with those things to hold her up. Cindy said "Oh yes, and they are so firm." As soon as she said that Joan blushed big time. Playing along with it I had to ask, "Cindy, now just how do you know how firm Joan's tits are?" She came right back with, "Oh her and I get together every now and then and I just know." "What do you mean 'get together'?" Cindy stayed right with it saying, "Oh Marna, don't be so square. Joan and I can give each other as much pleasure as any guy can. Isn't that right Joan?" Oh, Oh. It was out on the table now and I couldn't wait to hear the response. "Well, I guess." Was her weak answer. I continued with, "Cindy, how would you describe my tits?" "Oh, they look lovely to me but then again I haven't seen them close up." She said as she was winking at me. "I can rectify that as I loosened my blouse and unhooked my bra. I let the blouse and bra fall to the floor and asked, "Well?" "Mmmmmm, they do look nice. What do you think Joan?" commented Cindy. "They are very nice." It appeared to me she couldn't take her eyes off them. "Joan, reach up and tell Cindy if they are as firm as hers." That was all Joan needed. Her hand went up and her face followed it. Her lips were only a few inches away from my tits and I reached behind her head and pulled her to them. She instantly began to lick the underside of them while her fingers were playing with my nipples. "Girls, I think we would all feel better if we got rid of these clothes. Just drape them over the back of the living room chairs and follow me into the bedroom. Cindy was bouncing her way back and Joan was walking with a little trepidation but coming along rather quickly. When we got to my king size bed Cindy was like a little school girl bragging that her boobies were bigger than those on the other girls. I never took my eyes off of Joan to see what she would do when she saw Cindy being so open. I didn't have to wait long. She reached out a hand and gently pulled Cindy near her. Within a minute she had buried her face between Cindy's lovely tits and had a hand down between Cindy's legs and her fingers searching for her clit. There was little doubt she wanted to make Cindy feel good. I already had had Cindy's mouth buried in my pussy and now I wanted Joan to do the same thing for me. I asked, "Joan, are you going to do me after Cindy or would you rather get me now while my pussy is hot for you and just waiting to experience your tongue." That took Joan aback and she raised her mouth from Cindy's tits and I reached my hand out and took her other hand and sort of uncoupled her from Cindy. I pulled her with me back over to the edge of the bed and lay back again pulling her on top of me. I had to scoot my ass up higher on the bed and she followed me. When I had my head up on a pillow I forcefully pushed her head toward my crotch and from there she knew exactly what to do. Damn, her tongue was as exciting as Cindy's. She had my clit out and uncovered in a matter of seconds and had a handful of her fingers delving deep in my pussy. She had gathered them together tent style and was able to get them in me up to the top of her hand. Whew. When she started to fist fuck me I thought I was going to go over the top way too soon and reached down and pushed her face just a little way away saying, "Joan, you are terrific. I would love to have you do to my asshole what you are doing to my pussy. Will you?" That was all it took. She rolled me over on my stomach and used her hands to spread the cheeks of my ass before moving her face down so it was positioned in front of my asshole. I could feel her tongue flick out and then it lightly touched the rim and then she pushed it inside of the walls of my asshole. I threw myself back and buried myself in the mattress with excitement. Whew. The next thing I felt was her fingers reaching down and back to my pussy. She had her fingers searching out my clit and was soon working it at the same time she was tongue fucking my asshole. That must have lasted about twenty seconds before I had the beginning of a major explosion. I couldn't tell whether my pussy or my asshole felt better but I know the rush I was feeling started deep inside of me and my juices were pouring out of my pussy. She reached under me to roll me on my back and when she had me there spent a great deal of time licking my pussy clean of my juices. And I thought that Cindy knew how to eat pussy...Joan is the expert. "Hey girls, do you think Mac could handle the three of us in one session?" Joan responded, " I'm not sure if he could handle us but I would bet he would die trying. His vanity would allow anything else." I couldn't let this go unanswered, "I'm going to give him a call and invite him over." "Mac, Marna. I'm here with two other lovely girls and between the three of us there isn't a stitch of clothes to be seen." "Yeah, I'm sure you could just imagine that. The question we are wrestling with is could an OLD guy like you handle three young beauties like us if we invited you over. We wouldn't want to waste an invitation if all you could do was to get it up once a night." "Oh, you could, could you. Well get your old ass over here NOW." I turned to them and said, "He says he could have all three of us begging for mercy after he fucked each of us a couple of times. As you heard. I invited him over." He was there in thirty minutes raring to go. As he walked in my front door and saw six bare tits and three winking pussies he was a goner. He literally tore his clothes getting them off and his hard on was like a monument protruding in front of him. Joan was being cute when she asked him if he would like a drink. "A drink, no, I would like a fuck. Which one of you lucky ladies is going to be first?" Cindy followed Joan's smart-ass invitation by saying, "Girls, his first fuck will probably be his last when he has a chance to try one of us." "Mac, I'll see if you are good as you think you are. I offered. "What the hell do you mean 'little pecker'? This thing is going to open you up." He said as he had one hand holding his cock and waiving it in the air in front of him. I walked over and replaced his hand with my own and started a slow massaging up and down the length of his shaft. He had been hotter than a firecracker when he walked in the door and my touching him was getting him even more ready. "Mac, lay on your back. I want to lower myself on your wand." He was on his back in a second and I straddled him with a knee clutching each of his thighs and my hand bracing myself to steady myself. I lowered down ever so slowly until he was buried to the hilt. He was moaning more than a woman would but it also felt good to me as well. Joan figured this was the right time to lower her pussy on his face which she did but she wasn't very gentle. She lowered herself gently but then smashed her pussy on his mouth and then put all of her weight on her lower half so his mouth was supporting all of her weight. She was going to smother him if she didn't let up just a little. A few minutes of that and his arms and legs were flailing away trying to free up his mouth to catch a breath. He was trying to get his hands under her to lift her off but the way she had her legs holding his neck he wasn't able to. I wasn't sure what the hell she was up to but knew I would have to help him so I pushed her off to one side and you could have heard his inhalation a mile off. "Joan, what the fuck were you doing? Sex is one thing, murder is another." "I guess I got carried away." "Carried away would have been what they would have been doing to me if Marna hadn't pushed you off. I better never let you get in that position with me again." "C'mon guys. Stop the fighting and start the fucking" called Cindy. "You're right 'big tits'." Let the game begin. Mac announced, "Cindy, I would like to start with you." He took her by the hand and led her to the edge of the big bed and gave her the slightest push. She was soon on her back with her pussy staring him in the face. Eating pussy wasn't what he had in mind. He was holding his erection with one hand as he leaned over and opened her pussy lips with the other and then let himself down on her with the head of his cock just barely opening her pussy. One huge thrust and he was buried and Cindy was throwing her legs in the air. He reached under her ass and pulled her up to him as he drove his rock hard cock deep within her. Over and over he rammed it home and she was in her glory as she felt it opening her pussy to the limit. He lowered himself so her tits were pressing against his chest and then he started to throw his own hips from side to side to let his cock touch some spots it couldn't reach with straight in and out thrusting. That was all it took and Cindy was howling as she had her orgasm, "Yes Mac, more. Do it more. FUCK me, Yes. More like that." She apparently loved him throwing his cock from side to side in her pussy. "You've never fucked me like that before." Her howling was turning him on as well and a few more thrusts and he was filling her pussy with his juices. "Cindy, so you like me fucking you that way?" he asked. "Are you kidding me? I'll never let you fuck me any other way in the future." All during this time I had led Joan over to the sofa and pushed her face down to my pussy. I had found she liked to be treated as the subservient one during some of our other get togethers and told her, " Joan, I first want you to lick my pussy and then move your face around so you can stick your tongue up my ass. While you are doing that I want you to let your fingers get my clit out for action and then use your tender fingers to bring me to an orgasm." "OK Marna. Tell me if I am doing it right." Mac was listening to this and came over close to me with his now soft cock hanging between his legs. "Marna, how about sucking this while she is doing you? It isn't hard now but I'll bet you could change that." I took the head of him in my mouth and ran my tongue around the rim. I pulled away a minute and told Cindy to take his balls in her hand and massage them while I was giving him a blowjob. She did and we would have made quite the picture. Joan was burying her face in my ass with her fingers in my pussy, Mac had his cock in my mouth and Cindy was cradling his balls in her hand. Mac and Cindy had just had orgasms so I was the first to explode. As the warm rush came over me I reached down behind my ass and pulled Joan's face deeper into it. She had her tongue working fast and furious up my ass with her fingers doing a great job on my pussy and when I let go I really exploded. My juices ran out of my pussy like a river and Joan moved her mouth to catch most of them. She reached up and massaged my tits as she felt me let go and as soon as she had lapped up all of my juices she could she moved her mouth up to take my nipple between her lips. Damn, she is a hell of a sex slave. She not only does everything I ask of her but also dreams up things she thinks will please me. She is hardly ever wrong. By then Mac's cock was coming to life and I wanted it buried deep inside of me "Mac, get that teeny weenie over her and stick it to me." "I'll teeny weenie you. You better be careful or I'll stick it up your ass and having you scream to high heaven." "Well, you could probably do that once. Then you would have a tough time doing it a second time without a cock for I would cut that damn thing off." I replied. "Ooops, once would be too much then for everyone." He said with a huge laugh. He then took himself out of my mouth and dropped to between my legs and pushed his hard shaft in me. "Fuck me the way you were moving with Cindy. That looked neat." Damn, it felt neat too. He was swinging his hips from side to side and then just to exaggerate it a little more put his hand down on his shaft and used his hand to move his cock from side to side even more vigorously than just his hips were doing. Whew, this was a new level of fucking and I loved it. I was throwing my pussy at his cock as hard as I could and he was moving his hips from side to side as hard as he could. Between us we were creating an altogether different fucking motion that either of us had ever felt before. About two minutes of it and we were both feeling the rush of orgasms come over us. With Joan just having eaten my pussy a little while earlier I didn't let go with a huge amount of come but the feeling deep inside of me was still terrific. He pulled out of me and only shot a small stream over my stomach after the big one he had unloaded in Cindy a little while before. Whew, what a session! Things went along pretty much the same with us after that. Every now and then I would go into his office for an 'examination' and since the law demands a female nurse be present anytime a doctor is examining a female patient Cindy joined in for my 'examination'. I would lie up on the narrow doctor's examination table and he would stand at the foot of it and ram his cock deep inside of me. I had to be very careful not to let go with one of my usual howls when I was exploding for many times there were patients waiting in the small examination rooms on either side of the one we were using. When he was pouring it to me, Cindy would sometimes drape her tits over my face for my mouth to work on or else she would kneel alongside of the table and use her hands on his balls. That was a surefire bet to hurry him along. All in all I would say my relocation has gone very well and I have become right at home with my new location!