Adult Image Library 1/Adult_Image_Library_Volume_1.iso/stories/mrwade01.txt

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      The  appointment  with the doctor had been made for an insurance
physical.   I'd  had  several  of them over the last several years and
really  didn't  mind  them  at all, especially since the new nurse had
started  working  for  my  doctor.   Her name was Donna, and she was a
petite  little  package,  so  cute  that  had  her  body been any less
voluptous  she  would  have  almost  been  one  of those women who was
nearly  too  cute to fantasize about.  You know the type I mean.  Some
women  are  just  so  precious that its hard to imagine them naked and
hungry for a good fuck.  Thats almost the way it was with Donna.
      The  first time I'd met her she'd had on a pair of white slacks,
pressed  so  crisply  that  there  was  not  even  a hint of a wrinkle
anywhere,  even  though  it  was  nearly the end of office hours.  She
obviously  had  on  white knee highs or thigh highs, because the lines
of  her bikini panties were so plainly obvious as she walked away from
me.   Her  ass  was perfect in every way, proportioned ideally for the
rest  of  her body and just full enough to make your mouth water.  And
the  panties she chose to wear were just enough proof that there was a
sexually  alive  woman  inside  those  clothes  to make staring at her
tight  little  buns  seem perfectly alright.  She had worn a pale pink
and  blue  sweater  that  day,  made of a rather smoothly woven fabric
that  followed  the  curves of her breasts perfectly.  I felt sure she
was  wearing  a  bra, but was also just as sure that her perky breasts
would appear just as firm and full without one.
      The  wedding  ring  on her finger was a disappointment to me, of
course,  and  I  was  a good little soldier in my remarks to her, even
though  her  smile and her attitude told me that she found me at least
interesting.   We  exchanged  small talk in between the blood pressure
and  blood  sample taking, and I learned that she had been married for
a  little  over  two years and lived in a neighborhood between my work
and  my  home.   Her  husband  was  a  salesman who traveled to nearby
cities during the week but was always home on the weekends.
      Much  to  my  chagrin,  the next time that I was at the doctor's
office  another  nurse  did  the  honors, but Donna walked by the door
often  and  looked in and smiled each time she passed the door.  I had
run  in  to  her  a  time or two since as I was shopping in our little
town  and  we  had greeted each other pleasantly, but had never really
had  much time to talk.  Finally I had returned to the doctor one more
time  and  was really pleased that Donna was my nurse once again.  She
seemed  pleased  too,  and  the examining room seemed charged with sex
the moment she entered.
      This  time  she  was  wearing  a  white skirt and blouse and the
normal  white  stockings.   She  sat  across  from me asking the usual
questions  for  the insurance form and when she crossed her legs I was
in  the  perfect  position to look up the sides of her little skirt as
she  swung  her  foot  to and fro nervously.  I was enjoying myself so
much  that  I  really didn't care whether or not she saw me staring at
her  legs,  and  if she noticed she made no effort to let me know that
she  was  aware.  She also never stopped swinging that foot, and every
time  she  did  her skirt would raise just a bit letting me see mearly
to  the  tops of her stockings.  I could see the thicker band near the
tops  of  them  and although I really couldn't be sure she didn't have
on  thigh  tops  or  pantyhose,  in  my mind at least there was also a
pretty white garter belt under that crisp white skirt.
      When she finished asking her questions and rose to take my blood
pressure  I  fixed  my  gaze  on  her chest trying my best to see if I
could   see   anything   at   all   through  the  white  blouse.   But
unfortunately  I  couldn't  tell  for sure even if she had on a bra or
not  until  she  bent lower to test my reflexes with the little hammer
on  the  knee  trick  and  her blouse fell open just enough to make it
clear  that  she  was  not  wearing one.  I could see the swell of her
right  breast and as she moved slightly to her right to check my right
knee  I  could  see  the darkening circle of the tip of her breast and
her  pink  little  nipple  as  it poked forward out of the circle.  My
smile  must  have  told  her  that I'd seen something that pleased me,
because  when  she  straightened  up and saw my face she smiled at me,
and  with  a  small  chuckle  handed  me  the  specimen  cup and said,
"Here...put  those eyes back in your head and go fill this up for me".
I  smiled  a broad smile and without another word went to the restroom
and  did  as  she  had requested.  When I returned I handed the cup to
her  and  jokingly remarked, "Here you go, now don't confuse that with
Mountain  Dew".   She  smiled  back and with a mischievous grin on her
face  said, "Oh there's a big difference in this and Mountain Dew....I
don't  like  the  taste of Mountain Dew".  With that she turned on her
heel and walked away leaving me to wait for the doctor.
      Over  the  next  several  days  I couldn't think of anything but
Donna.   The  teasing  views  of  her luscious body and the incredibly
sexy  come-back  to  my  teasing  about the specimen had really had an
effect  on  me.   I  knew I was going to have to find out just exactly
what  kind  of  girl this Donna was, no matter what kind of trouble it
got me into.
      Several  days after our last encounter I made the stupid mistake
of  letting  a  chisel  slip in my woodworking shop late one afternoon
and  had  to  go  over  to  the doctor's office for stiches in my arm.
Just  as  the  doctor  was  finishing up he got a call to attend to an
emergency  situation in the emergency room of the local hospital which
was  just  next  door  to his office.  He asked Donna if she could put
the  dressing  on  my injury and if she would close the office for him
as  he  was  sure  he would not be able to get back before it was time
for  everyone  to  leave.   She  confidently told the doctor she could
handle  it  all  and by the time she had finished bandaging my arm the
other nurses and doctors had all left.
      I  apologized  to  Donna for being responsible for her having to
stay  late, to which she replied "Oh, don't apologize, I don't get the
chance  to  "play  doctor"  often,  and after all, you are my favorite
patient...and  besides, Frank is out of town and I don't have anything
to do the rest of the evening anyway."
      "Well,  Doctor," I replied with a smile, "are you sure you don't
need  another   specimen  from your favorite patient?...seems like you
ask for one every time I come".
      "Come  to  think of it," she smiled, "why don't you give me one,
just in case you have gotten some kind of infection or something?"
      I  chuckled as I took the cup and went to the bathroom to comply
with  my new "doctor's" wishes.  When I returned to the examining room
I  handed  the  cup to Donna and with a sly smile said, "Well, it does
look a bit like Mountain Dew, doesn't it?"
      "Ummmmm,  now that you mention it, it does!  Now, I wouldn't put
it  past  you  to  try  to trick me by giving me a cup of Mountain Dew
instead  of  what  I  asked  you for.  Maybe I'd better check this and
see,  just  in  case!"   With  that she lifted the cup to her face and
swirling  the yellow liquid around like brandy sniffed the aroma.  "It
doesn't  smell like Mountain Dew....but the the only way to be sure is
...."  and  with  that she placed the cup to her lips and took a small
sip.   Swirling the still warm piss around in her mouth as if she were
tasting  wine,  my  sweet  and cute little nurse then smiled and said,
"Oh,  no,  this  certainly isn't Mountain Dew, this is wonderful!" and
tilting  back  her  head  she  drank the remainder of my piss into her
mouth.
      Without  another word I took the cup from her hand and set it on
the  small  table and staring directly into her eyes began unbuttoning
her  blouse.   Tugging  the  hem  of  her  blouse  from  her skirt and
spreading  it  open,  her  beautiful breasts were exposed to my hungry
gaze.    I  slid  the  blouse  off  her  shoulders,  but  rather  than
completely  removing  it, I left it half way off her back, letting the
white  fabric  serve  as  bonds  on  the young nurses arms.  She stood
quietly  without moving, allowing me to do whatever I chose to do with
her  clothing.   Her  breasts  were now completely exposed to me and I
reached  out taking one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger
and  pinching  it.   "How  do you like for your nipples to be pinched,
Donna,  lightly, or very hard?"  She swallowed visibly and closing her
eyes  breathed her response: "I love for them to be pinched very, very
hard!"   Tightening  my  grip  on her nipple I clamped down on it with
increasing  force,  twisting  it  and  pulling  it  out  away from her
breast,  reaching  forward  with  the  other hand to perform identical
ministrations on her other nipple with my free hand.
      Donna's  head  rolled  back and her eyes glazed over as I played
with  her  hardening  nipples.   I  could feel them growing longer and
longer  between  my  fingers,  and  by the time I had satisfied myself
with the pinching and pulling they had grown nearly an inch long.
      "Play  with  them  for  me  Donna, while I remove your skirt," I
commanded.   With  absolutely  no hesitation whatsoever, Donna's hands
moved  to  her  breasts and took over the pulling and pinching that my
hands had begun.
      Reaching  to  her  waist,  I  slid the zipper on the side of her
skirt  downward,  unhooking  the small clasp and lowering her skirt to
the  floor.   I  knelt in front of her, lifting her feet one at a time
and  removing  the skirt from around her ankles.  For the first time I
was  now  sure what my favorite little nurse wore under her skirts and
the  sexy  white  garter  belt  that  met  my  gaze as it moved up her
curvaceous  legs  framed her young pussy beautifully.  Evidently Donna
only  wore  panties  when  she  wore pants, because her sweet cunt was
completely exposed as she stood before me.
      Without having to be told, Donna opened her legs wider, standing
with  her  feet  a  good 2 feet apart.  Rising, I walked slowly around
her  looking  at  her ass and the backs of her thighs.  Her right hand
moved downward toward her obviously hot cunt, but I stopped her.
      "No,  Donna,  don't touch your hot little slut cunt yet, I'm not
ready for you to do that."
      "Yesssssss, Yesssss....oh Pleeeassee, let me touch it!!...Its so
hot and ready!!!"
      "I  said NO!! Donna...you do want to do everything I tell you to
do, don't you?"
      "Yesssss...but...oh, God,....how did you know how much I've been
needing  you?   How  did you know how much I need a MASTER, how much I
miss being trained and used?  How did you know???!!!"
      "Its  my  job  to  know, Donna," I smiled, " and besides, only a
cheap little tramp slave slut enjoys drinking piss."
       Donna's  eyes  closed  tightly  and a low moan escaped from her
mouth  at  the  sound  of  my  words,  and  her hands worked even more
feverishly  on  her long and hard nipples.  Reaching forward I lightly
let  the  tips of my fingers graze the damp folds of her pussy through
the  thin  whisp of cunt hair.  Her cunt hair was like that of a young
girl,  so  sparse  and thin as to be almost non-existant, and her hips
bucked  and  she  moaned more loudly as my fingers touched her already
throbbing  nether  lips.   Even  with that slight touch my fingers had
become  coated  with  her fuck juices and I held the fingers up to her
nose allowing her to smell the aroma of her own cunt.
      "Smell  your  cunt,  my  little  whore,  smell the juice that is
pouring from your hot little hole!"
      "Ohhhhh,  MASTER!!!," she breathed hotly, and her tongue reached
out and licked at the wet fingers being offered to her.
     "You love pussy juice, don't you my little slave?" I teased.
      "Yesssssss  MASTER!!, I do love pussy juice!!!...please, please,
please feed me more of my fuck!!!"
      Moving  my fingers back to her hot hole I slowly inserted two of
them  deeply  inside  her  and  moved them back and forth letting them
become  drenched  with  the  warm  and slick juice that bubbled in the
heat  of  her  passion pit.  Moving them back to her mouth I slid them
between  her open lips and watched with delight as she sucked hungrily
at them.
      "You  love  piss and you love cunt juice...what else do you love
my little slave slut whore?"
      Her  breathing  now  was ragged, coming almost in spurts and her
hips  were  moving back in forth in a fucking motion even though there
was nothing at all touching her cunt or ass.
      "I  lovvvvvve  cummmmmm, MASTER!!!!...I love your cummmmmmmm and
want it in my mouth sooooo much!!!!!!"
      My  fingers  moved  back  to  her spread and exposed cunt as she
moaned  her  answer, and I added yet another finger, now sliding three
hard  fingers  into her dripping honey pot.  The thrusting of her hips
now  picked  up  speed and I knew that if I continued she would surely
come.   My  cock  was  pressing the front of my trousers out violently
now.   I  couldn't  remember  a  time  when I'd been as excited.  This
wonderfully  attractive  young nurse had in the space of a few moments
turned  into  a  quivering  slave who I now knew would do anything and
everything that I asked her to do.
      "Morrrrrrrrrrrre,  MASTER......  pleeeeeeeeeeease,  pleeeeeease,
fuck me harder and give me morrrrrre!!!!"
     "Do you love cocks, Donna?"
     "Ohhhhh MASTER!!!...YESSSSSSS!!! You know I love cocks!!"
      "You  love  to suck big hard cocks and take the warm cum in your
mouth, don't you Donna?"
     "Yesssssssssss!!, MASTER!!!"
     "Do you like to fuck, Donna?"
      "MASTER!!!!!!,  don't  tease  your  little  slave  anymorrrrrre,
pleassseeee!!!!!...Fuck me!!!!!, Fuck me!!!!!, Fuck me!!!!!"
       "Will  you do anything I say, Donna?  Will you suck anyone, eat
anyone, fuck anyone I tell you to?"
      "Annnnnyyyyything!!!!,  MASTER, I'll do annnnnyyyything you tell
me to do...just Fuuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkk meeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!"
        Reaching forward I took one of Donna's hands and moved it from
her  breast  to  her  cunt  and  pressed her own fingers up inside her
hungry  pussy as I removed my fingers from her.  She immediately began
fucking  herself  while  I  removed  my clothing and watched the young
slave  performing  for  me.   Once  stripped,  I  backed her up to the
examining  table  and laying her down on it lifted her stockinged legs
in  my arms.  My throbbing member stood straight out and as I moved my
hips  forward  the  head  of  hard cock was sucked into her sloppy wet
hole as if it had a mind of its own.
      Feeling  my  thick  meat  slide  deeply  into her pleasure hole,
Donna's  hips  lifted  upward  off  the  table  empaling  herself even
further  on  my cock.  She gripped the sides of the table with all her
might  and  her head now moved from side to side as she fucked herself
on  my  dick.   Reaching  forward  I  pinched  her  long nipples hard,
twisting and pulling and pinching them roughly.
      "Unnnggggh!!,  Unnngggggh!!, Unnnnggggghh!!!!....fuuuuucccckkkkk
meeeeeeee!!!!!   Ohhhh!!!  Yessssssss!!!!  I'm  soooooooo  hotttttt!!!
MASTER!!!!! FUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKK MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!"
      I was aware that she was coming at first by the look in her eyes
and  the way her head suddenly stopped turning from side to side.  Her
eyes  were opened wide and every muscle in her neck suddenly stiffened
as  she  lifted her head from the examining table, staring down at her
still  jerking hips.  Then her whole body tensed and her hips rose one
final  time  stretching upward in the air and holding my fuck meat all
the way in her trembling pussy.
      My  own  orgasm  exploded  within  me  as I watched her come and
unable  to  move  my  cock  in  and  out  of her because of the raised
position  of her body, I felt my whole shaft jerk inside her, the hot,
copious  cum  spurting  out  wildly  with each jerk of the  imprisoned
dick.
      Her eyes still transfixed and every muscle  tensed, she made two
more  hard  thrusts  of  her hips and then collapsed on the table, her
eyes  closed  and her head falling to one side.  Her arms fell loosely
to  her  sides  and I was afraid for a moment that something was wrong
with  her.   But her chest still rose and fell and it was obvious that
she  had  simply  blacked  out.   Withdrawing  my  cock  from her as I
lowered  her  legs, I leaned forward to kiss her mouth tenderly.  With
a  slight  start  she  came to and returned my kiss tenderly, her arms
reaching around me to hold me close to her sweat covered body.
      Neither  of  us  could  believe that it was already 7:00 when we
recovered  enough  to look at our watches.  Our first sexual encounter
had lasted nearly two hours and yet had seemed like only minutes.
      Kissing  Donna  goodbye at the door of the doctor's office I did
not  have  to  ask  if I would be seeing her again.  We both knew that
she  had found what she had been searching for all her life, and I had
never  before  been  with a woman who was more hungry for a MASTER and
who  would  as unquestioningly do anything and everything that I asked
her to do.  The best was indeed yet to come.
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