2 comments/ 56922 views/ 18 favorites The Sex Doctor Ch. 01 By: Obzezzion "Name?" "Leandra Luann Kendrick." "Who are you here to see?" "Dr. Whitmore." "Chelsea or Vanessa?" "Chelsea." "Have a seat, please." That's how it always started, wasn't it? You took a seat, waited forever, and then the nurse came to see you. The difference here was that there were three Kendricks and two of them were named Luann. On the plus side, it was a private college - not a public clinic - with a more personal feel to it. Rose Academy only had about five hundred people and most of what the doctors here saw people about were regular check-ups, the occasional aspirin, and morning-after pills or tampons. Every once in a while, though, Doctor Chelsea Whitmore saw her students for much more personal business than she or her patients were willing to tell anyone about. After all, it wasn't exactly prudent to advertise that you were fucking every gorgeous red-haired girl with a nice rack and a cute ass. Luann definitely had both of those. Vanessa, Chelsea's older sister, was one of the only two people other than Chelsea's patients who knew about Chelsea's activities. She wasn't about to rat out her sister, no matter how much she disagreed with Chelsea's brand of academic morality (or lack thereof). Fortunately, the medical offices were soundproofed to prevent everyone knowing everything about everyone else's medical (or not so medical) issues. It was also fortunate that Monday afternoons weren't as busy for Chelsea. Luann wasn't in the mood to wait for very long today; she had an itch and she wanted it scratched, dammit. True to form, she was seen in by one of the nurses - a sexy brunette named Tamara - within twenty minutes. The nurse was the other person who knew about Chelsea's activities; she'd even participated in several sessions, though Luann had never had the pleasure. Today, though, she apparently would. Tamara closed the door and asked her to undress as she grabbed a patient gown, but she stayed in the room as Luann obeyed. Tamara couldn't help but stare at Luann's nicely formed ass as it wiggled out of a pair of dark-wash jeans. Despite the cold weather of early November, Luann had only flip-flops on her feet; she hated shoes, being sort of a female Tom Sawyer of the modern world, and had kicked off the flops the moment she'd stepped into the examination room. She knew what was expected; she'd done this before. She just hadn't expected an audience. "Are you..." Tamara offered Luann a knowing smile before the girl could finish asking her question. Her fire-engine-red blunt bob hid the slight surprise on her face as Luann undressed; she was a little nervous, as she'd never been in a threesome before. What was the French term? Ménage a trios or something like that? Whatever it was, it might be fun; Luann certainly hoped so. She was getting chills just thinking about it - or maybe it was the forty degrees of the room as she slid out of her pearl-white panties. Facing away from Tamara, her shaved pussy wasn't visible to the brunette - but her bubble butt was more than enough to harden Tamara's dark-red nipples beneath her blouse and bra. The nurse also saw Luann's lack of a bra when she pulled off her solid black turtleneck. Though everything below the waist was hidden from view even as Luann turned around, the bed obscuring Tamara's favorite body part, it was immediately apparent why Luann was number two on Dr. Whitmore's list of her all-time favorites; Luann's tits were the size of cantaloupes and her hot-pink nipples were vaguely reminiscent of freshly spun cotton candy. Tamara would have a lot of fun assisting Dr. Whitmore with this procedure. It was a shame that the gown had to obscure such a beautiful rack once more, but the doctor's office couldn't afford a lawsuit because some idiot saw a patient naked when the door was open. As the gown went on, Tamara found herself releasing a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding; Luann was the finest patient she'd had the pleasure of laying eyes on while working for Dr. Whitmore. As she left the room, she couldn't help but clear her throat and give herself a little shake. This was going to be her hottest session yet; she just knew it. Tamara had half a mind to go play with herself in the ladies' room before she got Dr. Whitmore, but she would have all the fun she could handle soon enough. Besides, she wasn't on her break yet. She thus alerted Dr. Whitmore to the girl's presence and checked on a couple more patients in the interim; when she was done with that, she headed back to Exam Room 8. She saw Dr. Whitmore on the way and was informed that Chelsea would see Luann in just a moment; Chelsea told Tamara to wait with the patient and to begin the preparations for the procedure. She nodded and sped off, excited by the prospect of what she was about to be a part of. She could hardly wait to dive into that white-hot little vixen. When Tamara came back into the room, the cold air had hardened the patient's nipples beneath her gown. She was sitting there on the end of the bed with her smooth back and perfect ass revealed to whomever might walk in; she probably didn't realize it, or maybe she did, but it was making the nurse horny regardless. Tamara was enjoying the idea that the patient most definitely did not realize it and that she most definitely had not done this before; she was also toying with a fantasy that she had a feeling was very soon to be fulfilled. Shaking her head slightly, she cleared the door for when the doctor came in. She didn't have long to wait. When Dr. Whitmore came in, it was the standard medical fare at first; that's the way it always was: make 'em healthy, and then make 'em scream in ecstasy. Chelsea told Tamara to do the physical this time; Tamara couldn't believe it. She was gonna get the first crack at this amazing creature before her? It took her a moment to realize that it wasn't just a dream. Thinking she looked nervous, Luann gave Tamara a war smile. Luann knew exactly what was about to happen and what it would lead to; it was, after all, the whole reason Luann had come. Luann couldn't help but shiver a little as she sat there, especially when warm fingers starting feeling her back and buttocks. The nurse asked Luann to stand and she complied. When she was told to turn around, Luann knew that the foreplay was about to begin; she was a bit surprised that the nurse had been brought in this time and that the doctor wasn't getting to her first, but that was okay. Luann liked new experiences...and the finger she suddenly felt sliding its way between her cheeks. The nurse felt around in there as was typical of medical practice, but then that finger was joined by a second and Tamara bit her lip excitedly as she started to play. Luann just smiled and enjoyed it. Being horny enough to come here after class with her gorgeous (but woefully straight) HTML instructor, it didn't take much for Luann's juices to start flowing; after just a few moments of being slowly fucked by Tamara's two fingers, the nurse's other hand gently massaging her left ass cheek, Luann was more than ready to be fucked. The dildos would come out later, though; right now, it was all about fingers and tongues. That was just the doctor's (and apparently the nurse's) way. Regrettably, Tamara did finally pull out of Luann and asked her to turn back around; at the nurse's request, Luann slowly removed her gown and daintily dropped it on the chair against the wall. Once more, Tamara felt herself drawing in a short, sharp breath at the site of the redhead's tits. She started feeling them up immediately, checking for medical flaws, but quickly moved on to playing with the nipples. She checked Luann's heart; it was beating a little faster than normal, but it was nothing to be concerned about. She took the girl's blood pressure and then started feeling up the rest of Luann. When she got to the girl's groin, Luann sat down and spread her legs. Luann leaned back a little to give the nurse a better view of her lovely pink womanhood; no matter how many times it had felt the power of a fat dildo forcefully thrust into it, Luann's pussy had somehow managed to remain relatively tight. Chelsea always mentioned it and always called her well-adapted; Tamara just didn't have words to describe how wonderful it looked. Sliding one finger in was all that was needed to determine whether treatment for something was necessary; to the medical pair's delight, the young woman was completely healthy. Of course, that didn't mean the "examination" had to stop there - and it most certainly didn't. Luann was in a weird mood as Tamara's finger slid as deep as the nurse could push it into her pussy: on the one hand, she just wanted to be fucked RIGHT NOW and didn't care if there was foreplay or not; on the other hand, she knew full well how explosive her orgasms were when she was here and didn't want to ruin the whole session just because she was a little impatient. She also couldn't stop picturing Mrs. Eaton naked - and neither the teacher's DDs nor her last name helped matters much. Though she'd started breathing heavier as the nurse played with her pussy, a second finger actually drew a slight moan from Luann. She watched as Tamara's index and middle fingers went inside her to the knuckle and then came back, only to slide in once more. She threw her ponytail back to get it out of the way, never taking her eyes off of the nurse until the doctor came into view from behind Tamara. She had taken her shirt and bra off, but she'd put the lab coat back on; that was kinda her thing and it made the whole sessions even hotter. She smiled at the Chelsea, who smiled back, but then returned her eyes to the pussy her nurse was finger-fucking. She moaned again, almost a squeal, as a surge of pleasure went through her. Then she started the pressure building up; she was going to have an orgasm pretty soon - or would if the doctor didn't do what she usually did. Unfortunately, she did. Tamara was almost as disappointed as Luann when Chelsea told her that it was time to stop, but she stopped and stepped aside; the doctor didn't tell the nurse she couldn't lick liquid Luann from her fingers, though, and she closed her eyes as she savored the taste. It was succulent and delicious, a sweet nectar that had no rival. As Tamara sampled Luann's pussy juices, Chelsea told Luann to lie back; having propped herself up, she found it painful to lie back with an orgasm begging to erupt. She groaned as it started to subside a bit, but she loved her sessions with Chelsea as much as she hated the anticipation on days like this. "Do me good, Dr. Whitmore." "I'll do you grand, honey." Luann knew she would. Dr. Whitmore started by making sure Luann's beautiful ass was easily accessible. Then she put those nice legs of hers on either side of the bed and kissed her patient along the inside of her right thigh. She made her way up and down that sweet, tender flesh before switching thighs, and then she kissed around the groin itself. She hated making it too easy on her patients; then again, she moonlighted as a dominatrix, so those that really knew her - like Luann, a regular sub at her club as well as in her office - would not have been the least bit surprised. Even when she finally got to Luann's pussy, all she did was kiss it and stroke it a little. Luann couldn't help but squirm, mentally struggling against forcing the good doctor to just fuck her and get it over with. Because of her double clientele with Chelsea, the pair knew each other's bodies very well; it was only Tamara that was the new-comer here. The nurse was had taken off shirt and bra as well by the time Dr. Whitmore started running her tongue along the outside of Luann's pussy; she was touching herself now, rubbing her own pussy through the fabric of her scrubs and panties as she watched the spectacle before her. Luann was doing whatever she could not to squirm too much and biting her lip to keep from moaning too loudly, a common practice for subs in Dr. Whitmore's dungeon. Of course, in the dungeon, she called her Madame White - but she simply called her Chelsea in this setting. Right now, though, she wasn't calling her anything. Pausing only momentarily, Dr. Whitmore motioned for the nurse to join her in lavishing Luann with carnal gifts. Tamara was overjoyed and went immediately to work on Luann's amazing tits while Dr. Whitmore resumed her work on Luann's pussy. It was pure ecstasy wrapped in almost sisterly love and tenderness, and when Dr. Whitmore's tongue slipped inside Luann, she knew that the foreplay was officially over and the real fun had begun. With a hand on the back of the head between her legs and another hand massaging the tits of the nurse playing with her own, Luann couldn't control herself forever; after several minutes of constant attention, it was all she could do not to moan. It was as much agony as it was ecstasy, and she handled with the skill of a professional submissive - until she didn't. Once more, the pressure had started to build up between Luann's luscious legs. Once again, she was moaning and gasping; she dug her nails into the nurse's right breast, eliciting a small squeal from the younger brunette, and took hold of the forty-something doctor's dark-brown curls with her other hand. Luann's legs clamped tight the bed they straddled. Her nails pinched the nipple of the nurse, drawing another squeal from her, and the nurse retaliated by biting into Luann's left nipple. Luann grunted and Tamara did it again; Luann was a sub - she liked things rough. It was like that Lady Gaga line, "...when it comes to love, if it ain't rough, it isn't fun". That was the whole-hearted truth and one of the reasons she kept coming back to Dr. Whitmore at both of her places of work; unbeknownst to Luann, it was also the reason Dr. Whitmore had accepted Tamara's application to work for her so readily. When the pressure finally started to become too much for the redhead's stamina, her moans turned into a series of short half-gasp, half-scream emissions. After a moment, her cries of ecstasy grew longer and louder...until her whole body started shaking with the force of her first orgasm of the afternoon (not of the day - she'd had one that morning by her own fingers). She started bucking against Dr. Whitmore's thrusting tongue and her nails dug even deeper into the nurse's right breast. When she was done, she had one or two more spasms before she collapsed against the noisy paper atop the bed and pillow, gasping complimenting the pair; she massaged the nurse's breast in apology for digging in so deep. "Thank you...that was...you're so good, doctor...you really need a raise." Pun fully intended. Of course, the fun was far from over; now it was time for a "shift change"... The Sex Doctor Ch. 02 This was the way it always was with Dr. Whitmore: she turned her patient on, got her warmed up, and let her experience ecstasy at least once before making the patient service her in return. Madame White was the persona she donned to escape from normality and indulge her darkest, most sadistic tendencies. Sometimes, though, you just need a head in your lap. This was one of those times, and Luann had shown herself worthy of such an honor several times. While she wasn't the most talented of patients, she was learning quickly what turned her on and what did not. It helped that Luann also attended her club, the VIP Room (aka dungeon) of the locally famous Pink Diamond Lounge & Sports Bar. Oh, if only the public knew what they were really paying for... But enough talk. As she laid her firm ass upon the table, Tamara quickly undressed the rest of the way. She smiled down at the good doctor as she straddled her, receiving a smile in return; this was her favorite part. Not only did get she get her own tits orally massaged, the patient's hair was rather titillating between her legs as she ate Dr. Whitmore out. Dr. Whitmore started dove right in, sucking on Tamara's left nipple as she fondled the nurse's right breast. Luann, meanwhile, was mimicking her doctor. She planted numerous soft, sensuous kisses upon the older woman's tender flesh and brushed her fingers up Chelsea's thighs just lightly enough to tickle her. Most women would have fidgeted at least a little - some slight jump or twitch - but Chelsea had incredible self-control. She didn't even breathe abnormally as her body heated up, her nipples grew harder than rocks, and her legs instinctively parted to allow for greater freedom. Tamara, on the other hand, had her eyes closed and was biting her lower lip hard as her nipples were stimulated. It was like electricity flowing through her, making her want to jump - but she did not. She only tensed a little and ran her fingers through her lover's hair. She couldn't help but let out a little moan as the feel of hair upon her ass and pussy made her tingle. She went home to this beautiful doctor every evening, and the pair shared a body pillow and satin sheets. This right here, however, was the reason they never had sex at home; they didn't have to. And then there was Luann...sweet, tender, juicy, delicious, sexy, and occasionally wild - but that's just the way redheads were. They weren't sexually infamous for nothing. Luann's lips clung greedily to Chelsea's pussy as her tongue slowly delved into the doctor's pussy. She flicked her tongue around lightly before gyrating it like a slick ball rolling around inside a slicker pipe. She suckled that pussy like there was no tomorrow, and she let her tongue do its job. Even Chelsea couldn't handle this forever - no woman could, no matter how much more they could endure than a man - a fact that began to show after ten minutes of lesbian lovin'. Slowly, but surely, Dr. Whitmore's self-control began to ebb. Her gorgeous tits started to heave with deeper breathing; her legs began to squirm a bit, as though restless; and Tamara, who had begun to moan at the sensations Chelsea was giving her, noticed that Dr. Whitmore's sucking of her dark-pink nipples was growing ever more frantic. Mere moments after this mental observation, Tamara gasped as Chelsea bit into her left nipple and simultaneously pinched her right. She kept it up, too, clearly trying to devour her assistant. Luann was speeding things up as well. She was tongue-fucking Chelsea's pussy now with reckless abandon. She started sucking up all the juices the doctor's pussy was spouting. The doctor was starting to moan now, and Tamara was holding the sexually cannibalistic doctor's head more firmly. Tamara's nipples were begging to be let go now but Tamara knew that wouldn't happen. She was crying out, half in pain and half in ecstasy, but it was nothing to the pleasure that was prompting the doctor to start moaning into the nurse's tits. Finally, Chelsea could take it no more. Her body started tensing up rapidly, her muscles contracting as her head came away from the nurse's nipple. Tamara felt relief as Chelsea started massaging her tits, and Chelsea started crying out. "Don't stop. Come on, Lu, don't stop...don't...don't sto...don...uh...uhhhh...uh...uh...yeah...yes..." She was rocking herself a little now, and her knees clamped suddenly around the redhead's skull as she licked the doctor's pussy. Luann slurped and sucked and kissed and moaned as she devoured her doctor to the sound of her name. Then, finally, she felt a warm rush of liquid splattering her lips. As the doctor began to scream Luann's name, her pussy juice ran down Luann's chin and sprayed her nose. Luann drank some of it, the sweetest and stickiest of wines running down her throat as she continued to lick and suck and tongue-fuck the doctor, but much of it found its way above and below her lips regardless. When Chelsea's orgasm finally began to subside, she pulled Tamara's nipples down to her mouth once more and gave them a gentle oral massage. But Luann, curious and hornier than she'd been all day (and that was saying something), took advantage of the distraction to kiss Tamara's nice, round rump. She gave it a little nibble and started circling her ass hole with a finger, and Tamara didn't seem to mind a bit. She minded even less when that finger slid into that hole and started moving in and out. Luann finger-fucked the nurse's ass slowly and gently as she nibbled on her butt cheeks. It was definitely a new experience, for her other fingers were now massaging the doctor's still-tender pussy. Prompted by the affection and the doctor's now-fulfilled immediate need, Tamara brought out what Luann had been waiting to see: an eight-inch-long, inch-thick dildo of translucent, hot-pink rubber - and it was like that on both ends. It was an extremely rare (and new, to Luann) thing to see Chelsea in the role of a sub, yet she took one end of that dildo into her mouth as Tamara sat upon it. Her ass was quickly filled, and Luann was assigned a dual task: finger-fuck her doctor and lick her nurse into oblivion. She started doing just that, rubbing her fingers tenderly upon her doctor's pussy as her tongue played Whack-A-Mole with her nurse's. Tamara was slowly riding that eight-inch cock like it was a new thing but she handled it like she'd done it for years. She probably had. As Chelsea's hands wandered, one massaging Tamara's breast and the other roaming across her stomach, her throat tried to gag. She resisted - not easily - and Tamara slid up and down on the dildo. Luann's own hand was playing with Tamara's other breast, rolling the nipples between her fingers and pinching it occasionally. Her other hand was making Chelsea use the last of her willpower not to jump, and as her fingers slowly slid in, Chelsea realized now just how much her subs had to go through in order to get off. It didn't matter, though; her lover would be fulfilled soon enough, and she would soon be fulfilled a second time. In fact, as Luann's fingers found her g-spot, she wondered if she would be able to keep her cool for as long as she did before. She was already grunting, and Tamara's heavy breathing was only making her hotter. As the pressure mounted, the nurse rode the double-dildo faster and deeper. This forced Luann to speed up her head-bobbing as she tried to keep pace with the nurse. After a few moments, she made the nurse cry out by sinking her teeth into the woman's pussy lips. It wasn't long before both women were squirming, and this only made that dildo inside the nurse's ass move around so much that it egged her on even more. By the time Tamara's moans became an almost constant sound, both women were squirming under the nude college student's fingers and tongue. With a crescendo like that of Beethoven's most furious pieces, the doctor began crying out as her whole body began to wriggle and squirm with a second orgasm; her pussy exploded, drenching Luann's hand in girl cum - and a moment later, the nurse's pussy exploded as well. Screaming her head off, Tamara forced herself to bounce harder and faster than ever on the dildo as her hand clasped Luann's head to her pussy. Luann's face was getting drenched again, and the stench of two pussies was making her desperate for another orgasm. After several moments, Tamara had to clamber off the bed and collapse into one of the guest's chairs. Lying herself down atop the doctor, Luann allowed her to breathlessly begin kissing her on the lips. Chelsea started licking and sucking up the juices of her and Tamara's pussies from Luann's face. When she was done, Luann and Tamara both rose. The doctor's and nurse's joyous grins clearly showed their appeasement, and Tamara couldn't help but start cleaning up what the doctor had missed. Finally, the doctor spoke from her position on the bed. "I think it's time we show Miss Kendrick what threesomes are all about." Matching the doctor's grin with one of her own, she readily agreed...