Sex Clinic Wife
by Peter Ryan 


INTRODUCTION 

A hard-studying young law student, his frustrated young nurse wife, a 
lecherous middle-aged doctor who runs a sex clinic for the benefit of his 
friends and benefactors-these are the ingredients in author Peter Ryan's 
latest epic of current American socio-sexual mores. 

From its innocent beginning, with the young wife, Darlene, eager to take a 
job to curb what she honestly believes is only boredom, to its surprising 
finish, Sex Clinic Wife will leave the reader at once moved and excited with 
its no-nonsense approach to a problem that is bound to occur in a society 
that insists on academic excellence in an increasingly competitive 
environment. 

It is neither the publishers' nor the author's intention to moralize about 
the aforementioned situation. Rather it is our wish only to present an 
interesting and informative story with this theme at its core. As always, 
author Ryan delivers his tale without apology and with no punches pulled. It 
is not-repeat, not-a tale for the fainthearted. Neither is it a tale the 
reader is likely to soon forget. 

The Publishers 


Chapter 1 

A low rumble rose in a quickening crescendo' that ended abruptly with a 
thunderous crashes the wave hit the beach The quieter whispering rush of 
sound as the waters receded across the rocks and sand exposed for a second 
the rasping noise of her zipper as he tugged it downward ... and then 
another pounding wave drowned all other sounds in its suddenness.. 

Darlene Jefferson tossed restlessly in her bed, knowing she had to get up 
and fix breakfast, but not yet willing to give up her dream. She could hear 
Roger's electric shaver going in the bathroom and the sounds of early 
morning sht4ffling through the paper-thin walls of the apartment next door, 
but still she couldn't bring herself to leave ... not now ... not now ... 
not yet. 

She wanted to cry out, but his hands had touched her breasts just as softly 
and tenderly as the withdrawing surf that caressed the sand in its return to 
the sea. Her senses seemed to be so vibrantly alert-the crashing waves 
became an explosive roar in her ears, the ebbing waters seemed to be 
whispering soft encouragement to her and the warmth of his searching hands 
offered such comforting protection against the salty chill of the night air. 

"Just lean back against me, Darlene, "she heard him say, and the intrusion 
of his words into her thoughts snapped her abruptly back to reality. 

"No ... NO! ... Please, "she moaned and tried to pull away from him. 
"Please, you can't ... no, no, I don't want to ... I can't ... r Her voice 
trailed away as she tried to squirm away from his touch, the heat of his 
body as he pressed more firmly against her ... and then she felt the cold 
air hit her back as he parted the silken top of her sundress and moved his 
hands inside past the zipper until they touched her skin like an electric 
shock. 

He knew that her surrender was almost complete, that soon there would be no 
struggle, only desire left in her ... but, he also knew that another 
premature word or move could destroy everything. And so there was only 
tenderness and gentle hesitancy in the way his fingers traced a soft trail 
across her back He ached to reach forward-to reach farther around her until 
his searching hands could feel the firm swell of her breasts-he wanted to 
move his hands downward over the curve of her belly, past the elastic 
waistband, and feel the burning excitement at the first touch of silken 
curled hair at her naked loins-but still he waited... 

"Honey?" Roger's booming baritone voice cut through Darlene's reverie from 
another world. "Baby, it's time to get up and put the coffee on, if I'm 
going to make that eight o'clock class!" 

The nineteen-year-old blonde wife gasped a furtive sigh as she rolled over 
on her back and allowed her warm hazel eyes to flutter open in a 
ceiling-directed blank stare. In the adjoining bathroom, she heard the 
shaver's whir cease with a loud click, then the sound of the doorknob 
turning as her handsome twenty-four-year-old husband swept into the room to 
plant a brotherly kiss on her sleep-furrowed brow. "Something wrong, 
Darlene?" he queried concernedly. "You look like you lost your last friend." 

"No, darling," she forced a pair of dimples. "Still a little sleepy, I 
guess." 

Roger slapped her playfully on the thigh. "Better shake a leg," he smiled 
importantly. "Can't be late for the last day of the semester!" 

* * * 

With only the steam Pouring out of her coffee cup to keep her awake, Darlene 
watched indifferently as her young husband polished off a stack of 
flapjacks. Then, waiting until he was dabbing the last vestiges of Karo 
syrup from his neatly scissored mustache, she announced calmly, "Roger, I'm 
going to take a job." 

"Job?' Roger echoed over the rim of his coffee cup. "What job?" 

"Barbara Fletcher called yesterday-the one who works at the college 
pla-placement office-and-" 

"You mean your skinny redheaded girlfriend with the buck teeth?' Roger 
interjected. 

Darlene grimaced. "Yeah, that's her Anyway, she called to tell me there's a 
new clinic opening up in Westwood, and-" 

"Westwood? What kind of clinic?" 

"I'm not sure, Roger. Barbara just said this Doctor Parker called up to ask 
for a nurse to work on his staff" 

"Sounds okay, I guess," said Roger. "But, why? I mean, we've got enough in 
savings to see me through my last semester of law school." 

"I know, but, Roger ... Well, I'm bored stiff staying home all day with 
nothing to do ... and, we could really use the money. It doesn't hurt to 
have that savings account to fall back on ... you know, a cushion," she 
explained. 

There was a pause in the conversation while Roger mulled over the idea. 
Then, "Suit yourself," he downed his coffee. Getting up from the table, he 
headed towards the door. "Gotta go now, hon ... see you later!" 

Darlene sat for a moment at the kitchen table. Wow, she heaved a sigh, that 
was easier than I thought it would be. She rose and removed the breakfast 
dishes, taking them to the sink, and rinsed them off, then turned to glance 
at the wall clock. Well I certainly have plenty of time before my two 
o'clock appointment at the Parker Clinic this afternoon, she yawned, so I 
might as well go back to bed and catch up on my sleep. 

The pretty blonde wife padded sleepily back into the bedroom and plopped 
down on the bed. Mmm, she murmured to herself, that feels so good She sank 
back into the soft mattress and pulled the covers over her smooth voluptuous 
body. I'll bet anything that I'm going to have that dream again... 
especially since I've been having that same dream for the past three weeks. 
.. I wonder if that's because Roger and I haven't made love since then ...? 

* * * 

The faceless stranger's hands shook as he reached down and crushed the 8oft, 
resilient mounds of her breasts between his strong fingers until tiny ridges 
of white stood up between the dark tan of his fingers like the whiteness of 
the moon in the dark sky. He kneaded and stretched at them . . . watching 
the whiteness ooze through his hands like firm, and yet soft, foam... 
springing back into their voluptuous shape the moment the pressure lifted. 
He pushed them together so that they met across her body and formed a velvet 
yielding tunnel inside which his cock was so sensuously entrapped He pressed 
them so hard that the nipples met at the top, and then began a gently 
rocking motion, thrusting his whole swollen rigidity through the warm 
channel formed by her firm, white rounded breasts. As he pushed the swollen 
red tip of his cock appeared at the far end of the warm soft tunnel and 
brushed gently against her chin, leaving a tiny spot of whitened moisture 
each time it touched. 

He kept up the slow rocking motion between her quivering breasts for several 
moments, feeling his penis growing and expanding until he was afraid it 
would erupt into a great gushing fountain of sperm before he was ready. He 
had to force himself to sit still for a moment and content himself with 
pushing and putting at the maddening softness of the two throbbing mounds so 
warmly surrounding him. He tweaked at the nipples and rubbed them over the 
top of his cock, watching with bared teeth as they jerked and throbbed into 
an even greater hardness than he thought possible. At the same time, he 
studied her face and the reaction it was having on her. 

It was electrifying! 

Her eyes were open now and gazed unseeing up into the darkness. A thin, 
smoky veil, of passion obscured their dilated pupils. Her hips and buttocks 
writhed sensuously on the ground beneath her, and then drawing up again as 
though searching for some invisible lover to draw inside them.. Site was 
completely out of her mind and he knew that she would do anything he wanted 
and the thought made his body almost quiver with lust. 

He moved up a little so that his knees were on either side of her neck and 
his long, swollen pulsing cock throbbed out directly over her face, 
presenting her unseeing eyes with a view of the sperm-filled ridge running 
beneath it. His balls lay gently against her chin. He was still for an 
moment feeling the firm resilient mounds of her breasts flattened beneath 
his buttocks. He didn't move in order to give her mind time to adjust to the 
change in position. He placed both hands gently behind her head and lifted 
it up off the ground beneath her, bending her neck up toward him so that her 
face and mouth were poised directly in front of the huge, palpitating head 
of his cock. He pushed forward slightly, his buttocks rolling on the cushion 
of her breasts, until the tip of his penis was pressed gently between her 
slightly open lips. He groaned when he felt the soft velvet surfaces of her 
lips brush against the sensitive skin of the head. Her mouth closed at the 
first touch and he held his breath, waiting for a sudden cry of protest ... 
but none came... 

Instead, her lips fell limply open and her head pressed forward of its own 
volition without his having to pull her to him. The movement caught him by 
surprise and then he watched with unbelieving delight as the tight rounded 
oval of her mouth enclosed the tightly stretched skin of his pulsating prick 

She started to use her tongue, slowly at first, and he could feel it moving 
in circles around him, causing his hardened cock to jerk in tiny spasms 
inside her mouth. Her lips were soft and warm and enclosed him in a tight, 
clasping elastic ring of flesh. He could feel them with pained intensity 
moving down his cock and taking as much of him as she could in her 
mouth-surrounding him with the hot moist warmth of her saliva and the tender 
inner flesh of her tongue. He pressed his hands on either side of her 
hollowing cheeks and pressed inward with his fingers. 

She began to suck at the huge swollen shaft in her mouth with a moist 
nibbling pressure and her tongue curled around him as though she had done 
this a thousand times before-though this was in reality the first time she 
had ever held a man this way. She could faintly hear him groaning above her 
and she felt the insistent pressure of his hands against her cheeks. Again 
and again she sucked at him with all of her strength as if she were trying 
to draw him further and deeper into the fiery hunger of her mouth. 

Again and again, he drove into the eager, hungry heat beneath him. He wanted 
her to make him cum and he wanted to make her swallow it so that she would 
know even in her own mind that it was she and not he that had made this 
happen. He could imagine her horror when he showed her who was boss; that it 
was her own lust coming to the fore. He flexed his hips in and out at the 
ova led hole formed by her lips and rotted his buttocks on her soft, 
yielding breasts as though he were attempting to flatten them down into her 
chest. He watched wild eyed from above as his thick, glistening flesh 
disappeared into her clasping tips like it was another hungry, nibbling 
cunt. He could feel all of himself, every nerve he possessed, pulsating and 
throbbing between her lips and into the moist cavity and warmth of her 
saliva-filled mouth. 

He felt the tingling deep in his loins, watching the swelling and hollowing 
of her cheeks ... feeling her licking him as she sucked, biting gently from 
time to time. Now, her eyes were seeing him, holding his, matching his look 
of furious passion with her own. He held her face tighter with his hands, 
guiding it feeling the rhythmic movements deep inside her mouth. As he 
pressed inward he could feel his solidity in her mouth. 

"Suck harder," he ordered throatily. 

He felt her answering response-a greater pressure, a tighter embrace from 
the warmth 0f her lips. He felt his culmination growing into a burning fire 
in his loins-the pain almost driving him to climax. 

He began to rock again slowly, flexing his loins forward as she sucked. She 
had released his prick from her hands and reached behind him and stroked his 
buttocks, running them teasingly across the soft sensitive skin. She was 
breathing heavily, passionately, through her flared nostrils ... and he 
could feel her hips moving again under him. 

Her hands couldn't stay still on him and he felt them suddenly drawing lines 
of loin-convulsing sensation across and around his balls as they hung down 
across her breasts. He gasped aloud at the new attack and shoved so hard 
that for a moment `she fought for breath and nearly choked before 
reorienting her embrace. He gasped again, tensing his loins. He could feel 
himself starting to cum ... slowly at first in a sort of smoldering ember. 
She began to tick and suck with great urgency and a hot, clamping urgency 
spread rampantly through his body. He flexed his loins harder, holding her 
face tightly. 

Inside him the ember burst into flame and roared from the pit of its 
sensation ... louder and more furious.. he Looked deeper into her eyes, 
owning her, subduing her beneath him, wracked with passion. The fire raced 
all trough him, quivered in his penis, trembling and threatening to 
overflow. 

The passion in his body neared sudden, violent explosion. His loins grew 
hotter, and he was sweating between his legs, but still she sucked ... 
burying her face between his thighs until he knew it was the end. The 
pressure built in his balls as they slapped against her chin white she drew 
him into her wildly sucking mouth even deeper-her passion and ecstasy beyond 
control-and the delicious pain in him became excruciatingly unbearable. His 
cock seemed to inflate and lengthen beyond anything it had ever been before. 

And then, suddenly, there was a jerk in his loins and nothing in the world 
could have stopped the liquid white flow that was rushing like a water fall 
up from his aching balls and out the tip of his spasmodically jerking penis. 
He gripped her head tightly between his hands and shoved his cock deep into 
her throat. She groaned beneath him as the first needle-thin spurt of hot, 
fiery liquid flooded into the back of her mouth, filling the warm moist 
cavity, bloating and expanding her cheeks until they almost burst. Her 
throat worked gluttonously, swallowing and spluttering to keep from choking 
on the white flood of semen as he emptied his baits relentlessly into the 
depths of her throat. 

The unknown lover's body quivered above her as he felt the last of his 
masculinity drain from his rapidly deflating penis. He was momentarily 
exhausted and had to brace himself with his hands tangled in her blonde hair 
to keep from failing to the sand. He started to lift himself from her but to 
his amazement she would not let his deflated organ from her tips. She 
continued to suck gently, undulating her buttocks behind him and rubbing her 
legs together hungrily. He watched with disbelief the tiny trails of viscous 
white semen trickling down from the corners of her mouth to her chin below. 
He had never in his life felt anything like what had just happened to him... 
it seemed that he had been completely drained of all the strength and desire 
that he had ever possessed. 

But after a while she felt his felt his penis begin to thicken again in the 
soft, now-slippery warmth of her mouth. She licked it and bit it gently.. 
taking pleasure and delight in her power to bring it to life again after its 
cataclysmic collapse. 

Then, when it had grown to its full size again, she felt the surge of desire 
and want growing again in her loins. She continued to nibble for a moment 
longer, curling her slippery tongue around and around him until she was 
certain that his swollen penis had restored itself to its full length and 
power ... she'd never known anything like this before ... such overpowering 
hunger and desire. She let her head fall back onto the sand and his 
rejuvenated and throbbing organ slipped wetly from her mouth, trailing with 
it a thin string of semen from her glistening lips. 

Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him through smoky, 
desire-ridden pupils for a silent moment, and then pleaded in a desperate 
whisper, "Fuck me ... Please!" 

She reached for him, biting his lips and his neck. She was like an 
uncontrollable, fighting tigress. 

He began to caress her then, to tantalize her, and her mind whirled with 
disbelief at the delicious pleasure she'd discovered with him. It taunted 
her, bringing her to a savage pitch of excitement ... a thunderous, growing 
passion that seemed to be lying in wait ... waiting to explode with 
frightening fury. 

Her thighs slipped and dug beneath him, trying to get him to mount her, and 
her arms pulled his face to her-his cheat pressed tight against her breasts 
straining upward-digging into him with stiffened, erected nipples. 

"Now, now," she murmured huskily. "Do it to me now!" 

Her unknown lover hesitated, caressing her with his hands only until she was 
groaning wildly is ecstasy. 

"Please, please, now, now," she begged, hardly able to utter the words, her 
hands squeezing blindly on his throbbing rod of flesh. 

Finally, she felt him slithering farther up onto her, and she swung her 
thighs outboard and up again as she felt the smooth pulsing head of his 
penis brushing against the eager warmth of her vagina. She gripped both of 
his shoulders very tightly with her hands and felt her whole body quivering 
uncontrollably with emotion. 

She ground against him, longing for his to plunge into her hot, liquid 
depths immediately. Abruptly, because she could stand it no longer, she 
released her hold on his shoulders and moved her hands downward feeling for 
and then finding his hardened throbbing cock. She held it gently, holding 
her breath at the same time, then guided it between her open legs toward the 
beckoning warmth of her cunt. 

Now! Now! her mind screamed at last in a final moment of fierce violent joy. 
Now! She felt him thrust in with a long, excruciatingly slow pressure ... 
all the way in a bursting, agonizing movement that lasted through a blinding 
eternity. 

A soft choking scream escaped her clenched lips, changing to become quieter 
and muffled, and then she was motionless except for the spasmed quivering in 
her thighs. She was still for several seconds until she again drew her 
thighs up and clasped them across his back her teeth nibbling into his 
shoulder. 

"AAAhhhhhhh," her moans continued on a slightly lower key, a continuous 
gentle, lost groaning... the soft mewling moans of ecstatic emotion and 
passion. 

The lustful blonde opened her thighs farther, giving him wider access, and 
moved them back toward her shoulders, then she brought them back to his 
hips, moving and slithering against them as he pistoned his. body, his huge 
swollen prick moving in and out of her hot, eager cunt. Her breasts 
flattened and rounded under his varying pressure and her eyes opened to took 
abandonedly into his as her groaning lips sought to kiss, then to bite and 
caress his face. 

Her whole body seemed aflame, consumed in the ecstatic relief of her 
clenching containment... she could feel the fires building until it seemed 
that she must be dying. She knew that her orgasm would come quickly and 
there was nothing she could do about it. She tried to urge him to meet her 
quickening speed, to have him reach the same climatic completion 
simultaneously... Oh God! Oh, my God! her mind screamed out again and again 
in the velvet darkness of her senses. What's happening? What, dear God, is 
happening to me? That fire burning in my body... that fire...! 

Over and over her mind cried out indiscernible screams of desire and 
pleasure. She had never known anything... never anything like this! 

She squirmed under him thrusting and pulling at him, grinding her hips and 
her love-starved cunt up onto and around him... her lust building up into 
intense final pressure... She moved her hands around him, over his 
shoulders, down his back, to his buttocks. She pressed on them, pulling him 
deeper into her churning depths, swinging her legs higher to encircle his 
thighs, then pulled them up even further to grip his waist. Her head began 
to flail from side to side on the sand and her legs fell from his waist and 
swung down, straightening and flattening, gripping him again before failing 
away, almost at right angles to her body. 

Her lover's fingers slipped from the liquid heat of her wetly clinging cunt 
and ran up the soft jerking crease between her buttocks. He pulled the 
smooth, rounded cheeks apart, and she gave a gasp of passion through her 
moaning. He plunged a finger against the small tight barrier of her rectum 
and felt it give, his finger breaking through the soft, inner flesh inside. 

"Oh Oh! Oh...!" she gasped again and again. 

She began to writhe as if in a trance. It had to be soon!, her mind 
screamed, It had to be! The only thing she could feel was the all-consuming 
fire as he pounded into her, pulling back and thrusting again, with each 
thrust coming faster and more furiously. 

Her eyes bulged wide and gaped up at him desperately. They seemed to be 
speaking to him, pleading with him, abandoning herself to him. Her mouth 
opened and her tongue came out-a long, point-tipped, moist and perfectly 
smooth tongue. The unknown lover lowered his lips to hers and bit her tongue 
gently. He ground into her clasping cunt now with slow, strong strokes. 

She wriggled furiously, her shoulders quivering, and her breasts under his 
face. She groaned and looked into his eyes in a last gleam of passion and 
then her mouth opened wide, her head dropped back, her thighs clasped him, 
and then she came... 

Rasping, aching gasps broke from her mouth, another and another, finally 
dwindling into body-wracking sols of ecstatic passion. 

Still cupping her churning buttocks in his hands, and fired by the sight of 
her fulfillment, her lover trembled on the brink of release. Her beautiful 
body, heaving with passionate sighs, was totally his. He looked down and saw 
her thighs hanging over his palms as he held her bottom. Her huge breasts 
swayed and heaved below him, and her flat white waist undulated above the 
hips he held off the sand. 

He thrust savagely into her and felt his prick growing and swelling as it 
would expand a thousand times larger and ultimately burst into a million 
shattering pieces. He ground slowly, extracting every blinding sosation from 
the slow, long stroked. His breath was rising up from his chest, rising up 
through his throat in great bellowing heat. He felt the quick fire darting 
through his loins and come racing into his mind and senses. He surged up 
into her belly as the breath broke from his throat, twisting his mouth out 
into an agonized explosion. He felt the pressure of her thighs renewed and 
fleetingly heard a faint gasp echoing her recognition of his orgasm as it 
ricocheted wildly through the depths of her smooth, quivering belly. 

For several moments he slammed into her, then slowly he collapsed onto her 
warm, cushioning flesh and felt her arms circle him gently and her lips, 
tight and tender, on his cheek... 

Chapter 2 

"Miss Haywood, please send in the next applicant." Dr. Lionel Parker 
released the switch on the intercom and leaned back in his chair, 
absent-mindedly reaching down to straighten his cock in his pants. He 
glanced up as the door opened and a beautiful black, girl entered, peering 
around uncertainly. "Good afternoon, Miss... Uh--" 

"Sykes... Doctor Parker... Winona Sykes. I've-I've come about the job." 

"Yes, yes, I know," he showed her to a chair. "Please sit down." Taking her 
application, he returned to his chair, then carefully studied the paper he 
held in his hand. "Mmm, very good, Miss Sykes... you seem well suited to the 
job. However," he surreptitiously fondled the rising bulge in his pants, 
"there are a few specific qualifications that are definitely required that 
we did not have you list on your application." 

"Oh?" 

"Yes. Now, the Parker Clinic is not just another private, high-priced 
medical facility... It is what I fondly call a `sex clinic.' Our work runs 
along the same line of that of a marriage counselor. But we go one step 
further.., we are concerned with aiding couples with sexual problems." 

Winona Sykes fidgeted restlessly. What is he getting at? she wondered. I 
wish he'd come right to the point! 

Dr. Lionel Parker quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out his semi-hard 
cock, pumping his hand up and down behind the desk. "Since we deal with 
sexual problems, there would be times that you will see active involvement 
in... uh, solving these specific problems. Do you understand what I am 
talking about?" 

"I-i'm not sure, Doctor Parker," she stammered. 

"Well, it's quite clear, my dear," he leered at her from across the big 
desk. "Simply, you must pass one test before you are eligible for the job in 
my clinic." 

"What do you want me to do?" 

Parker rubbed furiously on his cock. Here goes, he cautioned himself, the 
moment of truth arrives! "Suck my cock," he said evenly, pushing back from 
his desk so that she could see his tremendous hard-on. "I want you to suck 
me off!" 

The words hit Winona like a thunderclap. "That's horrible," she cried, 
rising shocked from her chair. "NO!" 

"If you really want the job," Parker replied, not disturbed at all by her 
outcries, "you'll do it!" 

"Oh please," Winona sobbed, "please don't make me do it!" 

"It's your choice, my dear," Parker murmured, beginning to grind his pelvis 
obscenely up off the chair. "Either you demonstrate your willingness to obey 
my orders, or you might as well leave now and stop wasting my time!" 

For an instant, Winona Sykes was about to cry out that that was exactly what 
she would do, leave his depraved place and never come back! But something 
stopped her. She had to have that job! She had to! She needed a job 
desperately, and the pay was exceptional! Making a great effort of will, she 
moved around the desk and knelt before him, reaching her hand out to where 
she could feel the thick, rubbery shaft of his penis. Steeling herself, she 
clasped the huge, heatedly throbbing penis in her slim black hand. It was so 
thick she could just barely encompass its bulk. 

"I didn't say play with me, damnit, I said suck me off," Parker hissed. 

Fighting down a wave of revulsion at his coarse words, Winona grasped the 
heavy, blue-veined column in both her hands. It was long and thick, and a 
few droplets of pre-coital fluid glistened on the smooth, rubbery tip. 
Despite herself, she found it fascinating to look squarely at the fully 
erect penis. It gave a little jerk as she touched it, lurching out of her 
hands for a moment and waving blindly in the air as if it had a life of its 
own. Retrieving it, she groaned softly to herself and began lightly licking 
the wetly glistening length of the shaft, noticing for the first time the 
velvety texture and the deep ridges of the veins against her tongue. 

"Now that's more like it," Doctor Parker declared, Then, with one hand he 
reached down and seized his heavily throbbing cock, pulling her head forward 
with the other. "But you must take it all!" 

Winona Sykes recoiled as she felt the huge, lust-swollen tip of his hotly 
pulsating penis press against her lips, trying to force an entry into her 
mouth. 

"Nnnoooooo!" she moaned between tightly clenched teeth, trying to back away 
from the massive assailant. 

Parker gave a vicious wrench to her hair, however, which caused her to cry 
out in pain. Immediately, he plunged his thick, bludgeoning shaft into the 
warm softness of her mouth, forcing it all the way to the back of her throat 
so that she gagged helplessly on its fullness. For a moment, she 
contemplated biting down with all her might, but Parker seemed to anticipate 
her thought. 

"And don't try any funny business," he hissed, twisting her head backwards 
again, "or you'll regret it! Now, suck me off real nice!" 

I... I don't know if I can stand it Winona thought, almost faint with fear 
and revulsion. Suddenly, she began to panic and struggled desperately to 
free herself. "I want to go home," she sobbed incoherently, arching her body 
upwards with all her might to pull away from Parker. "Let go of me! I want 
to go home!" 

"Aha!" he shouted, pulling her down with his hands, "I see now that you 
really don't want the job. . . then you have to leave!" 

"No," Winona mewed, "you've got to believe me, I do want the job!" 

"Then, you suck my cock!" Parker barked lewdly. 

Winona Sykes shuddered slightly as, tears streaming down her face more 
heavily now, she again allowed her wetly ova led lips to enclose the tip of 
his long heavy organ. A shiver of revulsion ran through her again as she 
determinedly took the entire blunted head into her mouth and began to suck 
on it as he commanded. 

The sex clinic director growled with satisfaction as he felt his eagerly 
pulsating cock slide wetly around the soft yielding mouth of the tearful 
young Negress. He watched with victoriously gleaming eyes as the young woman 
took the hard swollen shaft all the way up to the hilt in her throat. You're 
okay, baby, he thought, I like a dame who fights back a little! Keeps me in 
shape. 

Enjoying his power, he moved his hips and fucked his heavily pulsing 
cockhead in and out deeply and slowly, savoring the delicious feeling of her 
warm young lips nibbling and licking at the smooth bulbous hardness and then 
clasping wetly around the thick skewering pole. He liked the feeling of his 
cock-flesh rubbing tantalizingly against her white teeth, and her tongue 
swirling hotly against the sensitive underside. In and out he went, 
increasing his tempo as his corrupt passion mounted, exploring with 
undisguised glee the interior of her warmly working oval cavity, twisting 
his pelvis lasciviously about in rhythm to her small hesitant sucking 
motions. 

Winona gagged again, almost choking, as the massive pole of rigid male flesh 
throbbed against the back of her throat. But it seemed that the more she 
resisted, the worse it was. Maybe if I suck a little bit and help him, she 
thought, it'll be over faster! 

Tentatively at first, she began to suck and pull on the huge rubbery 
instrument. 

"That's it, my dear, suck a little harder," Parker groaned huskily, gyrating 
his naked pelvis more obscenely up against her lovely black face. Winona 
felt as though she would be smothered from his sheer bulk. Feeling utterly 
degraded, she fought back tears as the huge man towered over her. I must go 
through with this to get that job, I must! she screamed inwardly. No matter 
how humiliating it seems! 

Strangely, as soon as she accepted the situation, a great deal of her 
tension seemed to lighten. Her body began to relax, and she was amazed to 
feel a warm excited moistness seeping from between her legs, soaking her 
little bikini panties, and she realized that for sometime she had been 
unconsciously rubbing her thighs together, squeezing her clitoris between 
her cuntal lips, and creating a pleasant throbbing in her vagina. 

Hungrily her warm wet mouth pulled on Parker's shaft of swollen flesh as she 
worked feverishly, straining to take all of him into her oral cavern. She 
actually began to enjoy the depraved act. She felt like a whore. . . yes, 
even a slave, his to be used as he wished. . . and she loved it! She wanted 
more! 

"That's it," Parker shouted. "Keep sucking! Harder!" 

Swept away in an erotic torrent stronger than anything she had ever felt 
before, Winona did as she was told. A pungent taste of seminal fluid flooded 
her mouth, filling her with a new kind of wild excitement. She let her hand 
slide down the smooth hot penile shaft and then reach inside Doctor Parker's 
trousers until her fingernails were scratching lightly at the wrinkled hair 
covered sac of his balls. At the same time, she lovingly tongued the veined 
underside of the glans sliding erotically into her mouth until it was all 
the way back to her tonsils, almost gagging her. Automatically, she ova led 
her red painted lips, clasping them tighter around the huge lust-swollen 
shaft sunk so obscenely into her face. 

Lionel Parker let his weight fall back into the chair, afraid that he was 
going to collapse from the sheer ecstasy of the young black nurse's, 
unbelievable mouthing of his cock. As his heavy loins began to rock up into 
her face again, his meaty hands circled together behind her head to pull her 
sucking lips down tighter against his aching penis. The thick cock slid 
lecherously in and out of the passion-softened face. 

Parker stared down at Winona, watching the young black beauty's cheeks 
hollow and fill around his thrusting hardness, her tongue snaking 
maddeningly around it inside her hot little mouth. The gasping older man 
fumbled down with one hand under Winona's quivering body and shoved his hand 
inside the low bodice of her dress, finding her voluptuously swaying 
breasts. He began to knead them cruelly, first one passion-swollen mound and 
then the other, and squeezing the hard little nipples between his fingers 
until Winona whimpered half in pleasure, half in pain, her lustful sucking 
of his aching penis increasing with every second. Parker reveled in the firm 
resilience of the young black nurse's taut breasts as he molded them like 
warm putty in his strong fingers. 

The moaning sex clinic owner was becoming more cruel now as his passion 
mounted, and reaching up, he tangled his hands in Winona's ebony hair to 
hold her head in a vise-like grip while he brutally rammed his cock far down 
her throat. The gasping young woman found her mouth so filled with Lionel 
Parker's stone-hard cock and her own free-flowing saliva that she thought 
she would choke, and she tried to pull her head away. But Parker's arms were 
too strong for her as he pulled her dark head even tighter into his up 
thrusting loins. 

"Oh, no, my dear," Lionel Parker muttered half consciously. "You're going to 
have to go on to the end now. Go on till I cum. . . got to cum." And somehow 
that made it seem even more exciting to the lewdly crouched girl. Her whole 
body oddly tingled at this further humiliation as she found herself actually 
trapped between his powerful thighs, forced to do what be wanted, no matter 
how she might struggle to get away. 

Yes, yes, she wanted him to cum in her. She wanted to taste the hot sperm in 
her mouth. As the last ounce of hesitation fell from her, the writhing young 
nurse turned into a complete wildcat, ramming her head down, her smooth 
young cheeks forming great hollows from her powerful sucking of the clinic 
doctor's tingling cock. 

I must have pushed the right button, he thought, a lewd cruel grin coming 
over his face. This was without a doubt the best blow-job yet the older man 
could ever remember getting, and there were a hell of a lot of good ones in 
his past. 

Parker could feel his desire-heated semen beginning to gather and surge in 
the heavy sacs of his testicles, which bobbed and slapped lewdly down 
against Winona's chin with every stroke up into her now-hungrily working 
lips. 

"AAAuuuggghhh," he moaned, feeling the approach of his orgasm. If this hot 
little bitch falls apart at the last minute, he thought, if she doesn't 
swallow it all... 

But the young black nurse sucked furiously at his cock, drawing it deeply 
into her mouth. So aroused was she by now, that Parker's precautions were 
unnecessary. Swept away by the novelty of the bizarre situation, she pulled 
and teased the huge organ. 

Suddenly, Lionel Parker's pelvic gyrations became more intense. She felt as 
though he was going to shove his wildly throbbing shaft all the way down her 
throat with each stroke. His head was thrown back and a grimace of ecstasy 
contorted his face. His breath came in short, guttural grunts. 

"Aaahhh. . . AAAggghhh .. . Oh Christ, baby, I'm cummminnnggg!" he shouted. 
"Suck me good, you black bitch! Suck me good!" 

Suddenly, Winona felt a hot spurt of thick wetness shoot out of his madly 
jerking penis into her throat, the first of a series that seemed like little 
explosions. 

At first the thick, creamy liquid repelled her and she nearly gagged, but as 
the obscene humiliation of her position dawned on her, the initial distaste 
she had for taking Parker's scalding male sperm into her mouth vanished 
completely. Instead, the gushing white cum that continued to pump furiously 
into her mouth thrilled her as nothing ever had before. Abandoning herself 
completely to the depraved experience, she swallowed the big man's spurting 
seed with eagerly sucking lip& 

"MMMmmm!" she mewled in erotic frenzy as she voraciously gulped down Dr. 
Lionel Parker's white hot semen, "MMMmmmHHHmmm!" 

"Swallow it all, baby!" SWALLOW IT ALL!" the head pf the Parker Clinic 
shrieked, his thrusting loins bucking obscenely in the throes of his heaving 
climax. He drove his wildly spurting cockhead deeply into the young black 
nurse's throat, and the humiliated young woman slavered without question 
over his rapidly draining hardness. 

Finally, after what seemed an eternity of volcanic release, Parker drained 
himself of the last of his hotly searing semen. With a deep moan of 
satisfaction, he withdrew his softening rod from Winona's still greedily 
sucking mouth and fell back into his chair, enjoying the sense of power and 
contentment that always pervaded him after sex. 

"That was very good, Miss Sykes," he commented, rising to insert his now 
flaccid penis back inside his pants. Then, pulling the exhausted black 
applicant to her feet and leading her towards the door, "Let me show you 
out." 

"B-But, Doctor Parker . . . about the job...!" 

"That'll be all, my dear. You don't have to get in touch with us. .. I'll 
call you if I decide that you're right for the job!" he replied as he shut 
the door. 

Returning to his desk, the satiated doctor pressed the switch on the 
intercom. "Miss Haywood, cancel all my appointments until ..." he consulted 
his wristwatch,". . . oh, say, two o'clock." 

* * * 

It was five minutes to two when Darlene entered the small, stylish, but 
unassuming, white brick building, looking around and then moving toward the 
reception desk. 

`May I help you?" 

She whirled around to face a beautiful young uniform-clad woman just coming 
out through a door marked Private. "Uh, yes... I was referred by the UCSB 
College Placement-Office for the nur-" 

"Yes, the nursing job. . . What is your. name, please?" the receptionist 
interrupted. 

"Darlene Jefferson.. .I have an appointment at two o'clock." 

The pretty receptionist rifled quickly through the pages of the large book 
to confirm the appointment. "Ah, yes, here it is. . . Darlene Jefferson. . . 
two o'clock job interview with Doctor Parker." She motioned to the small 
waiting area. "Won't you please sit down? The Doctor will be free in a 
moment." 

Darlene made her way over to the small sitting area, and seated herself, 
looking around appreciatively at the comfortably modern furniture arranged 
to one side of the building's entrance. Two black leather couches faced each 
other, while at opposite ends were two chrome and leather chairs. A simple 
glass table with matching end tables completed the setting, and on the walls 
were ink etchings by one of the city's new and upcoming young artists. 

She sat, anxiously waiting, watching the door to the doctor's private 
office, unconsciously crossing her fingers in the good luck sign. She still 
didn't know exactly what the job entailed, but she was already certain that 
she wanted the job. . . wanted to work in this quietly expensive clinic. 

"Mrs. Jefferson.. . Mrs. Jefferson;. ." the receptionist startled her. "The 
doctor is free now; you can go right in." 

Uncertainly now, Darlene passed through the door being held open by the 
pretty uniform-clad girl, and entered Doctor Parker's private inner office. 

"Good afternoon, Miss.. .?" 

"Mrs., uh. . . Darlene Jefferson, Doctor," she interjected hastily. 

"Won't you sit down, Mrs. Jefferson?" he offered kindly. 

"Oh, yes. Yes, thank you," Darlene answered. She moved to a chair set in 
front of the desk, sat down and crossed her legs. It wasn't a brazen gesture 
designed to come on strong, to show her legs and sex, he realized. Just a 
natural, casual gesture, not displaying too much leg at all. 

Lionel Parker looked at her closely. She was really something. Her 
complexion was flawless, milky-white skin and gorgeous long blonde hair. Her 
figure was superb, large melonous breasts, a hand span waist, and flaring 
hips leading to long slender legs. She's beautiful, Parker thought, and just 
what we need at the clinic. 

"Well, now, Darlene," he began, looking over her application, "so you want a 
job here." 

"Oh, yes," she replied, and leaned forward a bit. The upper part of her 
blouse fell away slightly and Lionel caught a small glimpse of the tops of 
her firm young breasts and the separation between them. He felt himself 
growing excited and steeled himself to keep his mind on the business at 
hand. 

"Well, you have the qualifications. . . even though it says here that you're 
just recently graduated from nursing school. But, that's all right, I don't 
consider on-the-job experience that necessary. . . your willingness to learn 
and do the job is of greater importance. 

"Oh, I'm willing Doctor Parker ... I'm very willing! 

"Well, we'll see. First let me tell you something about the clinic." 

Darlene listened attentively as the director of the clinic recited his 
speech, one that was very like those he had used with the other applicants. 
The fact that the clinic dealt in sexual problems didn't bother her very 
much, but when he mentioned that the solutions were not just talked about, 
but actively, physically, tested, she began to get worried. 

"Now, I haven't mentioned the salary yet, Darlene, but it is a good wage.. 
." she heard him continue. "But, before we go any further, there is one 
final `test' you must pass. As a matter of course here in your work, you 
will often see people in states of undress or completely naked.. and so 
you'll have to get used to seeing nudity." 

"B-But-" 

Abruptly then, the lecherous doctor rose from behind the desk and she heard 
the soft sound of a zipper being undone as he continued. "I just want to be 
sure that you will be right for the job, my dear, so I must see your 
reaction to seeing my penis. . . that's all, my dear, just look at me." 
Casually, he reached inside his now unzipped pants and pulled his semi-erect 
cock out into the open. His hand, engulfing the shaft, slid downward, then 
upward again, causing it to stiffen perceptibly. 

Darlene stared in horrified shock as the lecherous doctor pumped the shaft 
of his cock, back and forth, until it stood out at a lewd forty-five degree 
angle, pulsating and bobbing wickedly toward her. 

Oh, my God! her mind reeled. Look at that! It's so evil... I can't look. . . 
I mustn't... Oh God! Unconsciously, she began t... rub her thighs together, 
her pussy beginning to tingle from her rising excitement. Her eyes remained 
glued to the obscene sight, as the sex clinic director continued to pump his 
rigidly swollen prick; on the down stroke leaving the bloated purplish head 
nakedly sleek, and on the upstroke, using a gently milking motion that 
caused a milky pearl of precum to pool lewdly at the tiny split in the tip. 
For a moment, Parker allowed his cock to stand free, and it jerked and 
throbbed in an obscene dance as if it had a life of its own. The tiny eye in 
the head of the pulsating rod winked at her, beckoning at her to come and 
taste its delightful flavor... 

Suddenly, Parker sat down, removing from her delighted gaze the sight of his 
lust-inciting cock. "There, my dear," he panted hoarsely, "I think that's 
enough.. . You have shown me that you can handle yourself adequately in this 
type of job." 

Bewildered, the lovely young nurse tore her eyes from the spot where she had 
recently stared at the throbbing purplish cock. "Oh, uh, excuse me?" she 
answered vaguely. Somehow, she managed to focus on her prospective 
employer's face. 

"I said, my dear, that you are just right for the job. . . You're hired." 

"Oh, Doctor Parker, thank you. . . thank you very much!" 

He turned away and picked up a handful of medical records. "Now, if you'll 
excuse me... Oh, and report for work tomorrow morning at ten o'clock." 

Chapter 3 

It was nearly six in the evening when Roger let himself into the apartment. 
Sheepishly, he hung up his coat in the hail closet before entering the 
living room. "Darlene," he called, "I'm home." 

"I'm in the bedroom, honey," she returned cheerfully. "Just a moment!" 

Bedroom? What the hell is she doting in there at dinnertime? 

"By the way, darling," she called. "I thought you'd be happy to hear that I 
got the job!" 

What job? Oh, yeah, the one at that clinic! "That's nice, honey, real nice." 
He plopped down on the sofa and heaved a deep sigh. It's so good to relax 
for awhile. .. been hitting those books kinda hard lately, he mused. 

"What took you so long?" Darlene sang from the bedroom. 

"Oh, you know, I was studying so hard that I lost track of the time. . . the 
librarian had to kick me out at closing time." 

"Oh?" 

In the bedroom, Darlene was preparing herself for what she hoped would be a 
very satisfying evening. The memory of what she had witnessed at the Parker 
Clinic had remained with her and kept her in a prodigious state of agitation 
all afternoon, and even now she felt a wanton tremor of excitement between 
her legs. She liked sex, she really did, and it had been virtually 
impossible for her to not show her disappointment at their abstinence from 
sex. My God, she thought in astonishment, three weeks. .. it's been three 
whole weeks! 

She stood in front of the full-length mirror, admiring herself--the way the 
filmy see-through lounging dress she had chosen to wear caressed her velvet 
white flesh, still moist from her bath. Her hands on her hips, she sucked in 
her breath slightly, and blew her reflection a kiss over her shoulder. 
Almost narcissistically, she admired her breathtaking pale loveliness 
stretched smoothly, almost willowy, over her diminutive frame. About the 
only thing in the least way grotesque about her appearance was the size of 
her bustline.. and Roger had never had any complaints there! Fully the size 
of ripened cantaloupes, they rode high and elastically proud on her chest. 
Yet, despite the firmness of youth, a certain degree of sag was inevitable 
because of their sheer bulk; but oddly, the sag seemed to enhance the angle 
at which her puffy pink nipples perked up and strained against the 
transparent material of her lounge dress. 

"What are you doing in there?" came her husband's voice from the living 
room. 

"Oh, nothing, Roger," she called, her reverie broken. Then, "Please come in 
here, darling!" 

Oh hell, what does she want? He grumbled to himself as he pushed his tired 
body up from the couch and walked down the short hail to the bedroom. 

He stood there in the doorway, mouth agape, staring at the lust-throbbing 
sight of his lovely wife dressed so sexily. 

"Well?" Darlene mocked. "Are you going to stand there all night with your 
mouth open, or what?" 

Despite his fatigue, Roger felt his penis begin to thicken ponderously 
beneath his shorts, and, and closing the distance between them in three long 
strides, he took Darlene in his arms and crushed her luscious white body 
tightly against his own. He kissed her passionately, his tongue probing 
wetly into her mouth, and felt her melt against his chest in erotic 
response. 

He could feel the distended points of her nipples spiking against his chest, 
even through the material of their clothing, and knew instinctively that she 
was already wet between her legs. Wordlessly, he pushed her down on the edge 
of the mattress, and they leaned back together without, breaking their kiss. 
Then, in a flurry of fingers, they undressed each other until both reclined 
nakedly, their clothing in a heap at the foot of the bed. 

"Oh, Roger . . . Roger!" Darlene breathed passionately as her hand groped 
between her husband's legs for his now fully erect cock. "Make it good, 
darling!.. . Make it last, Roger!" 

The young law student searched for, and found, his wife's own pubic area 
with his hand, and unceremoniously thrust his middle finger deep into her 
passion-slickened pussy. 

`Oh God, yes, Roger! Like thaaat!" she flinched. 

Quickly, the young student rolled his rangy, muscular form on top of his 
squirming young wife. With the one finger still sawing viciously across her 
distended pink clitoris, he raised his free hand to one breast and lowered 
his head to the other. Cruelly, he mauled and chewed and sucked on her soft 
breasts, bringing excited mewls of pleasure gurgling to her lips. 

"Yes, darling! Bite them! Squeeze them!" she cried out in her delirium as 
she continued to jack him off softly with her hand. "Treat me like...like a 
whore!" 

His fingers left her pussy then, even as he raised his lips to kiss her once 
again. Then, she felt the lips of her cunt being spread below, with thumb 
and forefinger, as he laid the tender pink flesh of her interior open for 
assault. "Ready, honey'" he choked above her, passionately. "Are you ready 
for a fucking?" 

"Oh, yes!... Oh God, yeses!" 

He entered her quickly and brutally, while she, possessed by now with a 
hunger that surprised even herself, took every stiff inch of him with 
clasping eagerness. Roger rocked above her, thrusting in and out with short, 
smooth strokes, and Darlene's soft white body began to react of its own 
volition, surrendering completely to the wanton thrills that surged through 
her body. 

"Oh, Gawwwd!" he moaned as she stared up at the pleasure-wracked face of her 
lusty young husband filling her cunt with long, slow, rhythmic strokes that 
fucked into her tightly yielding vagina to greater and greater depths. She 
felt the rubbery head of his cock brush her cervix and his semen-filled 
balls slap resoundingly into the soft sensitive crevice of her ass. The 
pleasure-pain left her breathless.. . somewhere between heaven and hell, she 
thought wildly. Her delightfully clasping cunt initiated a voracious 
muscular squeezing along the full length of Roger's deeply burrowing cock, 
and her hard little nipples gouged sensuously into his hairless, muscular 
chest. The flat plane of her belly pushed hotly against him while her 
thighs, smooth and slender, clamped at his waist as she worked her now 
hungrily accepting pussy up and down the full hardness of his plunging 
penis. 

"Oh, Roger. . . darling . . . please don't stop! Not now, not ever!" she 
pleaded as his aching rod of desire-hardened flesh soared into her excitedly 
quivering cuntal sheath and her head began to flail from side to side. He 
saw tiny teeth marks appear on her ripe lower lip where she had nibbled at 
it. Then, she was sucking and biting at his tongue as she forced her own 
into his mouth. The lewd sight of her enchantingly naked body, writhing and 
bucking beneath him, spurred him viciously onward. She was his.. . to fuck 
any way he chose to fuck her! 

Roger, hearing her moans of lust, plunged ever harder and deeper in his 
mounting passion, screwing his leanly driving pelvis tighter into her soft, 
sensitive cunt, grinding the flaccidly cringing flesh almost demoniacally 
with his excitedly working fingers. 

Below him, Darlene arched her hips up to meet him, meeting his brutal lunges 
with sudden, equally-brutal up thrusts of her own Her eyes glazed with 
unrestrained passion, and she raised them both inches off the bed in wild, 
untamed cadence with her incessant moans beneath his nakedly pounding body; 
and, opening and closing her legs high up around his waist, she slid her 
heated young pussy up and down his lust hardened cock in an obscenely 
working rhythm she could no longer control. 

Insanely, Roger fucked into her, cupping her nakedly trembling loins tighter 
and tighter against his pelvis, and felt her draw back her thighs until she 
was almost bent double, causing the moist clasping hole of her tightly 
milking cunt to flower open even further in reception to his pistoning cock 
tunneling ever deeper into her. 

Darlene tossed her head in mesmerized, rapturous bliss, her smooth firm 
thighs and buttocks on either side of his virile, thickly impaled cock 
quivering and twitching spasmodically in unleashed ecstasy, her tongue 
slithering hotly in and out of his sucking mouth in simulated oral fucking. 

"Oooohhh, harder! Harder, darling!" she urged. "Please do it HARDER!" 

Roger stared down at her disbelievingly. Christ, he'd reached the point of 
losing control over his climax! He'd collapse if he didn't cum soon! In one 
last desperate effort, he attempted to step up the pace and deepen his 
lunges as she writhed frantically under him, grinding up and down his almost 
bursting cock with incredible fury, her long legs jerking uncontrollably, 
her toes curled under as she drew her white thighs back higher. Below, the 
smooth, clasping flesh of her inner vaginal walls began milking the life 
from her young husband's throbbing shaft of lust-hardened cock-flesh. 

Violently, Roger pounded, in one last futile effort, and, pressing his hands 
behind her knees and forcing them back hard until her head was enframed by 
them, lifted the plane of her naked pussy higher and more widely open to his 
battering of her helplessly exposed genitals. 

"0000hhh, that's it. . . yes, like that," she cried. "Don't stop! My God, 
don't stop, Roger! Fuck me. . . fuck me.. .!" 

Roger's senses were a mass of confused lust, and he needed only to hear the 
lewd four-letter word tumble wantonly from his wife's lips to peak him! His 
aching, screaming cock was going to explode any second now! He ground hard 
into her rhythmically sucking young cunt in his efforts to penetrate the 
furthest sanctuary of her deliciously grinding belly. He watched her 
perspiring breasts heave and quiver beneath his brutal hammering. . . even 
saw their tiny pink nipples distend as she flailed her head madly from side 
to side. And then it tripped! He was cuming. . 

An odd expression contorted Darlene's delicate features. She felt the 
jerking and expanding of his heavy, sperm-laden cock and realized its 
meaning. He was going to cum! And, leave her unfulfilled! 

"No. . . please n000! Not yet, Roger, don't cum yet. . .!" she begged, 
jamming her voraciously sucking cunt against the thundering, thrusting rod 
of his flesh as if. to try and stop the unstoppable. "Wait for me. . .!" 

The handsome young law student wanted to hold back for her, but it was too 
late. The hot stream had already begun to charge the length of his cock, his 
throbbing balls pumping sporadically like some well-tooled mechanism 
extracting oil from the bowels of the earth. They both felt it spurt into 
her, he from the tip of his exploding cock ... she, as the blood-inflated 
head expanded and contracted, squirting its thick, hot sperm like a jet 
scalding cream against the walls of her desperately clasping vagina. 

"No. . . no.. . Roger, NO!' Darlene screamed. 

But her handsome young husband was too far gone at that moment, and though 
he heard her cries, he knew he could do nothing but revel in the delight of 
his hot sperm racing the full length of his cock as its stimulating ecstasy 
wracked his muscular frame. 

And then it was over. 

Unashamedly, the young nurse sobbed out her desperate frustration as his 
rapidly deflating prick grew soft and slipped from her cum-filled pussy and 
he fell back in confused disgust with himself, his cheeks flushed, his mouth 
slack. 

"Damnit, Darlene ... I'm sorry ... honest I am, but I couldn't help myself!" 
he whined weakly, scarcely able to look at her, "I really tried, you know. . 
. but I just couldn't! ... Probably it's because of the studying ... I've 
been working so hard at school that I'm all tired out ... You believe me, 
don't you?" he finished lamely. 

The frustrated young wife said nothing as she fought to regain control of 
her ragged emotions and quell the raging inferno of sensation that were 
tingling wildly in her unsatisfied loins. 

"I-It's alright, Roger," she whispered reassuringly. "I understand.. . it 
doesn't matter." 

But, even as he climbed out of bed and padded off toward the bathroom, she 
wondered. 

Chapter 4 

It was exactly ten o'clock when Darlene Jefferson reported for work the next 
morning. The excitement of the new job had brought a sparkle to her eyes and 
a becoming flush to her cheeks, and she bounced in ready to tackle any 
difficulties of her new position at the Parker Clinic, even after a 
virtually sleepless night of frustrated tossing and turning. 

"Good, morning, Darlene. welcome to the Parker Clinic family," came from the 
smiling receptionist seated behind the appointment desk. 

"Why, uh, thank you." 

"Doctor Parker told me you were joining us. . .I hope you'll enjoy it here." 

"Thanks, I think I will ... the clinic's so nice, and the work seems like it 
will be very interesting," Darlene responded warmly to the young secretary's 
interest. 

"Good. By the way, my name is Jenny . . . Jenny Haywood." 

"Hi." 

"Now, first thing we have to do is get you settled in ... You can hang up 
your coat in here," she motioned to a utility closet. 

Darlene moved toward the indicated door and hung up her coat on a hook, then 
turned back expectantly to Jenny, smoothing her uniform down her hips. "Now 
what?" she brightened. 

"Well, let me tell you about your `duties,' Darlene. Quite simply, you will 
be working intimately with the doctor, helping him in his counseling 
sessions, and at times working directly `with his patients. Clear enough?" 

"Yes, but, exactly what will I be doing, I mean-" 

"Doctor Parker will show you the details of your job, Darlene. Don't worry 
about it." She turned and went back toward her desk. "Now, there's only one 
more thing," she shot back over her shoulder, "and that's your uniform." 

"Oh?" Darlene was confused. 

"Yeah. It's nice, Darlene, real nice. . . but not exactly `what the doctor 
ordered.'" she laughed. 

"What do you mean, Jenny?" 

"Well, we really keep upon the latest and most attractive styles, and though 
your uniform looks nice, Darlene, it doesn't reflect what we represent here. 
Now, don't get me wrong, hon," she hastened to add, "it's just that the doc 
likes to give his patients the impression that we're all in love with our 
work around here! ... After all, this is a sex clinic, remember?" 

"But, what shall I wear then, Jenny?" the new employee queried worriedly. 

"Oh, something simple, like this," the pretty secretary advised, posing to 
show off her own uniform-clad figure. 

Darlene gaped in astonishment. "Y-You mean we have to wear something like 
that?" That was a uniform, to be sure, but only so far as color was 
concerned. Jenny's slender figure was clad in a very mini dress, and the 
garment also had the distinction of being styled with a low V-neck, showing 
off her ample charms well. 

"Yeah, Darlene, Doctor Parker is particularly fond of this style," A gleam 
appeared in her eyes at a sudden thought. "Tell you what ... I've got 
another uniform just like this one in the other room. Why don't you wear it 
today ... Doctor Parker won't get on you for wearing that." She motioned 
carelessly at Darlene's dress. 

The lovely young blonde considered for a moment. Then, "Alright, I will! ... 
Where can I change?" 

"In here," Jenny opened another door that led into a small employee's 
lounge. "The dress is in that closet, and there's a mirror on the back of 
that door." 

Darlene passed through and turned to stick her head Out, "I'll only be a sec 
... and ... thanks, Jenny." 

The pert young receptionist laughed. `What are friends for?" 

Quickly now, Darlene moved over to the indicated closet and pulled out' a 
single white uniform. Jenny was right, she grimaced, examining the garment 
that more closely resembled a blouse, it is just like the one she has on! 

Standing behind the closet door, Darlene stripped off her dress, and, taking 
another look at the length of the uniform, removed her slip as well. 
Turning, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, staring critically at 
herself wearing just her low-cut bra and bikini panties. Not bad, she 
thought, admiring the uplifted fullness of her white breasts, then down past 
her slim waist to her lusciously rounded hips. Not bad at all, if I say so 
myself! I can hold my own anywhere! 

Satisfied, she quickly pulled down the zipper and stepped into the dress, 
pulling it carefully up over her hips. Oh, hell, it's just a bit snug! she 
struggled with the uniform. Slipping her arms through the sleeves, she 
reached behind her and slowly pulled the zipper up, feeling the dress 
tighten as the fastener closed. 

Once again, she looked in the mirror, and the young nurse gasped aloud in 
shock. Oh, my God! she stared at the sight of her full luscious form 
squeezed into the too-small dress. That's terrible! I'm going to burst the 
seams! She turned slowly, noting how the tight uniform was tightly molded to 
her buttocks behind, and her breasts were pushed up and out even more, 
looking as though they were about to burst out from the very tight confines 
of the bodice. Oh Jenny, the dress had looked like a short mini, but on her 
it looked like a not very long blouse. Darlene was sure that she would not 
be able to bend over, for fear that everyone would be able to see her 
panties. Oh, no, she gaped at her reflection, this won't do at all! 

"Well, how's it going in there?" Jenny queried cheerfully at the door. "Let 
me see ... !" 

Darlene came out from behind the closet door. "Jenny, I-" 

"Hey, that looks great!" enthused the pretty young receptionist. "Doctor 
Parker will love it!" 

"Y-You think so?" stammered the incredulous blonde nurse. "You don't think 
it's ... it's kind of small?" 

"Oh no, Darlene, it's just right." Then, when Darlene shook her head 
negatively, "Would I lie to you?" 

"N-No, I guess not." 

"Good! Now, come on out and we'll have a cup of coffee and relax ... We 
still have plenty of time, the first patients ... uh, a Mr. and Mrs. Ballard 
.." she consulted her appointment book, "... won't be in `till eleven, and 
the doctor seldom gets in more than ten or fifteen minutes before his first 
appointment ... so we even have time to gossip!" 

* * * 

As Darlene Jefferson hastily scanned the files of Harold and Ann Ballard in 
anticipation of `their eleven o'clock appointment, she couldn't help 
noticing, somewhat embarrassedly, that their "problem" was not unlike hers 
and Roger's. In fact, despite the difference in their ages, it was the same 
... frequent impotence and premature ejaculation. Of course, she reassured 
herself somewhat uncertainly, the causes couldn't be the same; Roger was 
capable; it was just ... well, he was so busy studying most nights that he 
was either too tired to get it up, or felt guilty at being away from his 
studies for the requisite few minutes. And then, when he did manage an 
erection, it was usually with the result that the pent-up emotions from his 
self-imposed celibacy rendered him useless after what seemed like mere 
seconds. 

On second thought, maybe the causes weren't so different, after all! 

As she read on, Darlene noted that Harold Ballard was the self-employed 
owner of a lucrative furniture store ... certainly a job that would keep him 
as preoccupied as Roger was most of the time! Intrigued, she quickly scanned 
the wife, Anne's, file, to see if there were any similarities between 
herself and the older woman. Anne Ballard, the file read. Age: thirty-seven 
(nine years husband's junior-possible problem area). General Appearance: 
comely, unusually large breasted redhead-former stripper. Darlene's pouting 
pink lips formed an inaudible "wow" as she read and reread the phrase, 
former stripper. Then, continuing, Education: eleventh grade. Remarks: 
Patient is highly sexed as evidenced by her early, voluntary loss of 
virginity at hands of older male cousin ... Anne is very conscious of her 
breasts and confesses to a desire to "show as much of them as possible when 
out in public." 

Unconsciously, the young nurse rubbed her own thighs together at the 
exciting thought that her own generous breasts were rather exposed 
themselves and, indeed, it was curiously thrilling in an exhibitionist sort 
of way. 

The sudden sound of the door opening caused her to jump, but it was only 
Jenny entering Parker's inner office. "Hi, Darlene," she said, "it's almost 
eleven, and I'd better get Doctor Parker's office ready." 

She went over to the wall unit that dominated the far wall of the office and 
got a film projector from one of the many cubicles. Placing it on a small 
end table she had moved to the center of the room, she quickly and 
efficiently set it up, explaining in response to Darlene's unasked question, 
"This," she waved a hand at the projector, "is the doctor's latest 
experiment with the Ballards . . he's frying a `sex' movie to stimulate 
their love life." 

"Oh." Darlene couldn't think of anything to say, and her mouth hung open in 
confusion. 

A slight breeze of fresh air just then caused her to glance toward the 
office's outer door, in time to see Doctor Parker rushing in. He looked 
around, and nodded, satisfied, then turned to Jenny. "That's okay, Jenny, I 
can handle it from here." He strode over to the projector as the young 
receptionist left the room, and proceeded to set the film that he had 
brought with him into the machine. "Darlene," he `tossed back over his 
shoulder, "I want you to have your pad ready to take notes of this session 
...You will record the Ballards' reactions to the movie ... particularly Mr. 
Ballard's." 

"Yes, Doctor Parker." 

"And now," he turned to face her, the loading of the film complete, "I 
suggest we adjourn to the next room..." 

"But, why, Doctor Parker ... aren't I supposed to be in here to take 
notes...?" 

"Yes, but for now we'll go into the adjoining room." Then, in response to 
her questioning look, "You'll see why, my dear ... you'll see!" he soothed. 

* * * 

"Come right on in, Darlene ... and make yourself comfortable, This ..." he 
gestured," ... is our special examination room. As you can see, this room 
has some very special features which you can look at while I go and get you 
some coffee," he excused himself. 

Alone now, Darlene looked curiously around her, and immediately noted a 
viewing panel of two-way glass that looked into the doctor's inner office. 
Through it she could see the entire room, including the movie screen and the 
couch on which the Ballard couple, having just been ushered in by Jenny, 
seated themselves. She moved closer to the mirror, staring at the couple who 
she was about to observe, but turned rapidly as the door behind her opened 
to let in Doctor Parker with a coffee pot and a cup. 

"Well, how are you getting along, Darlene?... And, how do you like our 
special mirror?" He moved to the table and set down the pot and cup. "There, 
that'll keep you." He turned then, and moved a chair in front of the two-way 
viewing glass, motioning for her to sit down. "Now, remember what I said ... 
You will record all the reactions of the Ballard couple in there especially 
Harold Ballard ... Understand?" 

"Yes, Doctor Parker," the newest Parker Clinic employee murmured. 

"Good. I'll leave you now and join my patients." 

Through the mirror, Darlene saw Doctor Parker greet Mr. and Mrs. Ballard, 
then explain what they were going to try in this session. A mutual nod of 
agreement heralded the dimming of the lights, and a moment later the title 
flickered on the screen, A STAR IS BORN, and then the credits followed in 
rapid succession. 

The movie, it was explained, was about making a movie, the setting carrying 
out that explanation by appearing as a movie set. Against one wall, having 
her make-up repaired, leaned the star of the movie, a beautiful young woman 
who bore a striking resemblance to Darlene herself. All around were the 
customary minor actors and camera crews, and at center stage stood the 
director, shouting and gesturing his orders... 

"Okay, Dennis, get in position!' ordered the gruff scowling director, and a 
handsome young man wearing only a loin cloth moved out from the sidelines 
and took his place on the set, standing next to what was clearly intended to 
be an elaborate royal throne. The actor named Dennis was a tall slender, and 
extremely handsome young man with a broad muscular chest and extraordinarily 
light blue eyes. There was something about the easy confident way he moved, 
coupled with his striking animal sexuality which made it impossible for the 
slave-girl to take her eyes off him. 

"Right, now you know the sequence kid, so try not to screw it up!" warned 
the director in the same aggressive bullying tone. "You stand next to the 
throne at attention and when the queen comes in you bow real low. Remember, 
you're a miserable slave, and you've never been anything but a stupid slave 
and this lady can have your head chopped off anytime she feels like it, so 
you're respectful right? Okay, as soon as Maurine gets her queenly ass on 
the throne, she'll nod at you and you serve her a drink from the tray, 
right? She takes the drink and downs it, but she's still hot, so she stands 
up and as you take off her robe, remember after that, you know what to do. 
Okay, let's see if we can get through the sequence without somebody dropping 
their false teeth. Slave girt? Where the hell is the fucking slave-girl?" 

"I'm here," she volunteered weakly as the director glared furiously in her 
direction. 

"She's new at this," advised the producer from behind the camera. "Take it 
easy on her, okay?" 

In the adjoining room, Darlene stared in astonishment at the movie. A movie 
about a movie, she thought. Well, that's one way of doing it! Curiously, she 
glanced over on the couch at the Ballard couple, but saw nothing to take 
notes on. 

"All right, all right," moaned the ill-tempered director. "Why' didn't you 
tell me this was going to be amateur night? Look, honey, that big handsome 
slave up there is your boyfriend and you don't want to share him with 
anyone, including the queen, but she can chop your head off just as easy as 
pie, so when she starts fucking around with your man, you aren't in a 
position to protest, got it? But that doesn't mean you can't look mad once 
in awhile. And that's all you've got to do, stand there and took irritated, 
and we'll give you an Oscar. Now get out of that stupid fucking towel and 
stand on the other side of the throne!" 

This was the moment Lana had been dreading with all her heart, and for an 
instant she seemed to ask herself why in the world she didn't tell this 
foulmouthed, cigar-chomping idiot what he could do with his stupid movie and 
walkout of the studio. But no, she was in it now and there was no way out, 
even if it meant absorbing some embarrassment. 

Her coralline pointed little nipples were barely concealed by the ridiculous 
costume and it gave her no support whatsoever, so that every time she moved, 
her firmly up thrust breasts bounced provocatively in such a way that all 
the men in the room could see them jiggling up and down on her chest. And 
from the bellybutton on down, she was in even worse shape. Supported by a 
slender golden chain which ran around her waist, there was a triangular 
shaped jewel shield that inadequately covered her pubic zone, but the full 
fleshy half-moons of her buttocks were left exposed and perfectly naked. 

But it had to be done, and everyone was looking at her expectantly, so she 
quickly dropped the protective towel on a nearby chair and walked to the 
other side of the throne, knowing that her face was reddening with shame, 
but unable to do anything about it. 

"Okay, let's roll `em! Slaves, in position! Maurine, make your entrance!" 

Behind the see-through mirror, Darlene mentally shook herself, roughly 
chastising herself for paying more attention to the movie than to the couple 
watching it in the next room. A quick glance told her that the movie was 
finally having an effect; from the dim light of the projector, she could see 
mounting lust in their faces, and their bodies fidgeted restlessly on the 
sofa. 

The slave girt drew herself up into a position of rigid attention, while 
Dennis, the other slave actor, was doing the same. From the sidelines came 
Maurine, her hair done up beautifully and looking as majestic and royal as 
any real queen. The actress was wearing a long robe which covered her from 
shoulder to ankles. 

The queen walked regally forward, turned slowly and seated herself 
deliberately on the throne. For a moment she simply rested, fanning herself 
with her hand to indicate that she was suffering from the heat. Then she 
nodded imperiously to Dennis, the actor impersonating a male slave, and he 
obediently went to a nearby table and presented his queen with a golden 
goblet containing some clear liquid. The older actress gulped it down 
greedily, but it was clear from her expression that she was still feeling 
warm. With a slow deliberate motion, she untied the strings holding her 
cloak together at the throat, allowing the garment to fall open and reveal 
the deep mountainous swells of her lushly tantalizing breasts. 

The queen rose majestically from her throne then, her eyes fixed on the lewd 
male, and her hands pulling the cloak away from her overheated stunning 
figure, thus destroying any illusions that this was something even remotely 
legal. The film had to be pornographic because the camera was only a few 
feet away from where the actress stood smiling at her captive slave, and the 
electric eye of the mechanism could hardly fail to be picking up the 
lascivious patch of softly curling hair which masked the entrance to her 
vagina, and the rounded heavy spheres of her shamelessly exposed breasts. 

God! Darlene thought excitedly. If this doesn't turn them on, nothing will! 
She peered through the mirror at the lasciviously squirming couple on the 
couch ... jotting down a quick note about the effect that the visual 
stimulation was having on them in her steno pad. 

"I am warm!" Maurine announced in queenly tones, glancing at Dennis with a 
superior air. "Remove my cloak, please." 

Sending a nervous glance at his girlfriend, Lana, Dennis made haste to do as 
he was told, stepping around behind the queen and gently removing the robe 
from her shoulders. When he returned to his original position, the queen 
started running her hands sensuously over the satiny naked flesh of her 
voluptuously welt developed body. 

But the queen was not satisfied. 

"I do not like to be naked when a man is clothed in my presence," she 
ordered calmly. "Disrobe!" 

The slave bowed submissively and unsnapped the loin cloth which covered his 
groin, tossing it calmly to one side and facing the queen just as naked as 
she! 

Darlene took a gulp of air when she saw the actor's genitals so unexpectedly 
revealed. The man's thick white penis was still in the relaxed state, but 
even dangling tranquilly between his legs, the excited young nurse could see 
why he was able to specialize in this kind of film. He was huge! 

It was evident that the "slave" was not going to be able to remain unaroused 
forever. His long thick cock was already quivering and jerking slightly as 
if he were feeling the excitement of being naked in front of this stunningly 
sensual woman, and fighting a losing battle for self-control. 

Nor was Maurine giving him any help. Her narrowed eyes fastened on the 
lust-inciting spectacle of his massive sexual organ, she walked deliberately 
toward him, a lewd grin on her face. 

"Does my slave dare to become excited in the presence of the Queen?" she 
asked him softly. "I command you to control yourself, or I will summon the 
royal surgeon and require him to remove the cause of the difficulty!" 

The slave was obviously unsure whether the monarch was kidding him or not, 
but the seriousness of the threat had its effect upon his face. But the 
Queen was apparently supposed to be something of a sadist, for she clearly 
had no intention of allowing her slave to remain unaroused for long. By 
pre-arrangement, Dennis was standing with a pillow at his feet, and the 
queen dropped gracefully to her knees before him. Dennis struggled to keep 
his eyes straight and steady, but his internal torment was clear. 

"Let me see how well disciplined a slave you are," muttered the queen 
sadistically, her soft feminine hands reaching up to take his slowly 
swelling cock between her delicate fingers. Iron discipline or not, this 
direct sexual provocation was obviously too much for the young handsome 
actor, and his massively awakening penis slowly began a steady inexorable 
rise as Maurine tormentingly manipulated it between her hands, stroking and 
massaging the thick heavy shaft and blowing on it gently with her full wet 
lips ova led. 

By this time, the Ballards were thoroughly aroused, and Darlene dutifully 
made note of this, despite her own rising excitement. In the dim light she 
could see that Anne Ballard was almost completely undressed, and Harold was 
fondling her with one hand between her legs, while the other massaged her 
pendulous breasts maddeningly; and Harold Ballard was squirming under the 
expert manipulations of Anne's hand inside his unzipped trousers. 

Meanwhile, the sexual drama onscreen was becoming more torrid by the moment. 
Dennis had achieved a massive erection despite the fact that he was still 
standing rigidly at attention, his eyes straight ahead and obviously trying 
to give the impression that all of this was not realty happening. Below him 
on her knees, the queen continued to torment her helpless slave, cradling 
his large swaying balls in her hands with an amused expression on her face, 
and rubbing the thick leathery foreskin back and forth over the fat bulbous 
head of his mighty cock, exposing to the camera's prying eye the 
blood-engorged gland. 

"Your majesty ..." the slave began hesitantly, but the words stuck in his 
throat as the queen slowly but surely drew his massively pulsating 
instrument closer and closer to the red glistening surface of her parted wet 
tips, at the same time carefully pushing the foreskin back as far as it 
would go. Dennis jerked again and now there was no question that this queen 
was closing in on him and actually intended to commit this sordid depraved 
act. 

"You have been a disobedient servant, "the queen informed the trembling male 
slave, her voice now unnaturally tow and husky with gathering passion. "For 
your punishment, I am going to suck you dry!" And with a sudden skillful 
lunge, her head dropped forward, one hand snaking around behind his back to 
hold the man's strong flexed buttocks while the other hand circled his long 
thick hardness. With a sadistic chuckle, the woman parted her wetly 
glistening lips and enclosed the head of his cock in the warm sanctuary of 
her mouth. 

Darlene swallowed nervously as she watched with horrified fascination, 
uncomfortably aware of the sexuality of the scene. The aroused nurse 
realized that her own little bud-like nipples were expanding inexorably and 
uncontrollably, trying desperately to poke through the tightly binding 
fabric of her bra and dress. To her shame, she also felt the orgiastic 
juices in her body beginning to flow, dampening the smooth creamy flesh 
between her firmly trembling thighs, despite the fact that she kept assuring 
herself mentally that she was watching all of this with a professional 
detachment. 

The queen was paying no attention to anything except the business at hand, 
sucking away energetically as if her life depended upon it, and Dennis was 
slowly losing what there was left of his self-control, his hips beginning to 
jerk back and forth convulsively as the woman's tongue lashed his poor 
tormented cock into a lather of excitement. Maurine's quivering breasts 
giggled and danced on her heaving chest white her head bobbed up and down 
over the man's wildly pulsating cock; and, her hands on his iron-hard 
buttocks, she was urging him to move, to start pumping in and out of her, 
wanting him to treat her delicately ova led mouth as if it were simply 
another cunt which could be fucked and abused any way he wanted to. She was 
inviting him to pour the hot sticky liquid from his loins deep into her 
throat and fill her mouth with cum until she over-flowed! 

The slave had been slow to get the idea, but once he understood precisely 
what his queen wanted, he went to work with rough enthusiasm, his hands 
sliding into her long hair as he pulled her head back and forth in front of 
him. Dennis groaned unintelligibly, causing one to wonder for a moment 
whether he was simply acting or whether the whole business was really 
starting to get to him. After all, film or no film, his hard thrusting cock 
was still stuck brutally between the tightly-clasped lips of a real live 
woman who was doing her damndest to stimulate him to the utmost. 

Darlene once again checked on what the Ballard couple was up to, and what 
she saw caused her to gasp aloud. Now, they were lying on the couch, with 
Anne crouched up over her husband, and she was busily lathing and caressing 
his cock with her smooth tongue. Harold, below her, was thrusting his loins 
up into her face frenziedly, an expression of sheer lust contorting his 
face. 

As the depraved actress 8ensed that she was winning her obscene battle, 
Maurine intensified her efforts, sucking his massively throbbing cock a 
little harder and moving forward to take as much of it into her throat as 
possible, sucking away on it happily with sounds of intense masochistic 
pleasure, erupting from her cock-stuffed mouth. 

Deep inside the actor's body, great swirling clouds of heat were building up 
as he looked down at the strained contorted face of the ripe, 
splendidly-built woman who was kneeling submissively at his feet. In the 
back of his head, Dennis obviously knew that this was merely a scene in a 
dirty movie, and one for which he could expect to be well paid, but like 
every good actor, the young man had the capacity to forget about reality 
while he was making a film and lose himself completely in whatever part he 
was supposed to be playing. The hard-bodied, handsome young actor was not in 
the slightest embarrassed at the idea of having this perverse sexual act 
performed upon him in the presence of others, infact, it seemed that he had 
very nearly forgotten about them. It was evident that all he could think 
about at the moment was the searing, burning sensation caused by his semen 
as it started to work its way out of the depths of his nakedly pumping body, 
moving slowly at first and then much faster and rushing explosively down 
through his testicles and out the long narrow channel in his wildly jerking 
penis. 

He gasped as the spasm hit him with all its force, tightening his grip on 
the queen's head out of some wild irrational fear that she would pull away 
from him just as his churning hot cum swamped her mouth, spoiling everything 
just when he wanted it to be perfect. The heated white cum spurted out of 
him in long powerful waves, apparently destined to go on forever, but the 
lust stricken actress made no attempt to avoid her degenerate fate. 

Indeed, the queen gave every indication of enjoying it enormously, and the 
woman sucked wildly as he came brutally into the warm wetness of her open 
throat, her adam's apple bobbing furiously as she endeavored to swallow 
every drop of the lust-inciting fluid he was pumping so ruthlessly into her 
mouth. Coughing a little as she choked on the sperm, hums and mewls of 
slavish masochistic pleasure emerged from the queen's cum-filled mouth. 

As she had threatened to do, Maurine had sucked her disobedient servant dry, 
but it was clear to everyone that she had not quite finished with him yet. 
She never let up for a minute, persistently continuing to run her lithe 
active tongue over his jerking, slowly-deflating instrument until she had 
cleaned away the last remnants of hot sticky cum, but the kneeling actress 
obviously was still far from satisfied. 

Using her hands skillfully, the heavy-breasted woman began to chaff his poor 
tired cock, pulling the skin back as far as it would go and exposing all of 
the red palpitating gland to the torments of her wetly lashing tongue. There 
was a surprised expression on Dennis' face as his exhausted penis began to 
react once again to the intensity of the stimulation she was giving him, 
struggling to rise one more time despite the fact that he had just finished 
a powerful body-shaking orgasm. 

"Now that you have learned your lesson, slave," Maurine grinned at him, 
traces of his sticky white cum still clinging to her lips, "I will give you 
the opportunity to please your queen. Perhaps if your little slave girl 
watches carefully," she smiled knowingly at Lana, "she will learn how a 
monarch is to be treated, and I will hand her over to the king for further 
lessons!" 

In the adjoining room, Darlene found herself reacting strongly to the movie 
so far, unconsciously rubbing her thighs together as her budlike clitoris 
throbbed down between her wetly quivering pussy lips. 

"Come!" commanded the queen, lying back on the floor with her legs 
lasciviously parted and her arms stretched out invitingly. "Come and show me 
that you are worth more than a life of slavery. Make me happy and you win 
your freedom!" 

His manhood fully restored, Dennis wasted no time in complying with this 
depraved order, dropping quickly to his knees between her widely spread legs 
and allowing his muscular young body to fall forward onto Maurine's full 
ripe breasts. 

"Oh, that feels so nice!" the queen commented as his nakedly powerful body 
crushed into hers, pinning her helplessly to the floor. Now there was no 
longer any question of queen and slave, but the age-old picture of man 
dominating woman, and the camera zoomed in to study their two lewdly 
writhing bodies as they sprawled and grappled on the floor like a pair of 
wildly rutting animals. Maurine's fingernails trailed ruthlessly across the 
broad expanse of his back, but if Dennis noticed the discomfort, he gave no 
visible sign of it. Instead, he expertly slid his hands beneath the two 
flaccid half-moons of her buttocks, lifting her clear off the floor with his 
bulging biceps and gracefully gliding his massively erect cock into her 
warmly inviting vaginal crevice as if they had rehearsed this bizarre 
movement for months. 

Dennis was taking his tine, Letting the cameras follow his every movement as 
he ran the heavy, red-tipped rod of his glistening penis torturously up and 
down the length of her widespread cuntal slit, knowing that this Lecherous 
maneuver was turning her on and taking the opportunity to torment this 
haughty queen and pay her back for all the humiliations she had heaped upon 
him. 

Nor was the queen slow to react. Her ripely rounded buttocks were rotating 
around in desperate circles while her smooth creamy thighs locked around the 
back of his hard muscular thighs, as if she were trying to force him into 
her shamelessly aroused body by brute force. 

"Now, slave, now!" she groaned, giving the impression of being half out of 
her mind with unsatisfied lust. Obviously, she could wait no longer. The 
sex-maddened woman reached down abruptly between their two straining bodies, 
and she caught his thick tormenting cock in a death grip, hauling it 
forcibly in between the hair-lined lips of her hotly moistened cuntal 
opening and driving it into her almost against his will. There was no 
question about it: Maurine was still the queen, and she still possessed the 
power to make the slave do what she desired. 

A violent movement in Parker's inner office caused Darlene to move her 
spell-bound eyes from the images on the screen. On: the couch, Harold and 
Anne Ballard were writhing in sexual ecstasy, and she shakily noted their 
movement on her steno pad. Glancing down, she could see the hard little 
points of her nipples protruding through the material of her uniform, and 
had to forcibly resist the temptation to rub them lightly with her fingers; 
while, between her legs, the moisture was flowing freely now, and only a 
stern grip on her pad and pencil kept her hands from stealing down under her 
dress to probe beneath the panties and into the streaming crevice of hotly 
throbbing flesh. 

By this point, Dennis was beyond resistance. Accepting the inevitable with a 
cheerful grin, he crashed forward violently and groaned aloud as the queen's 
warm, elastic-like sheath slipped wetly around the pulsating hard shaft of 
his rock-like penis. The actor's long bulbous cock raced up through the 
already lubricated passageway of her heatedly throbbing vagina, sliding 
easily through the soft yielding tissue as he thrust himself forward in her 
narrow clasping hole with one bone-jarring, brutalizing push, and his heavy, 
hair-covered balls slapped brutally against the upturned unprotected flesh 
of actress' ass. She was hopelessly skewered like a chicken on a spit, and 
for a moment, the tables were turned. The queen was no longer in charge of 
what was going on, and the slave was proving with a vengeance that he was 
man enough to be free. 

"OoohhhhWFuck it! Fuck it harder!" the actress groaned, muttering all the 
filthy obscene words that came to mind as she raced towards her climax. The 
actor never gave her a moment to recover, thrusting into her with all the 
strength in his tawny unrelenting body. 

"I'm cunmmmminnnngggggg!" Maurine gasped suddenly like a woman announcing a 
history-making event. "I'm cumming!" she repeated a second time almost as if 
she were talking to herself, or trying to convince everyone of some 
incredible fact. Her mouth was wide open with ecstatic abandon and 
instinctively she putted her thighs even farther back, offering up to the 
savagely fucking actor the whole of her pink, wetly clasping vaginal slit 
like some strange pagan sacrifice. A trickle of saliva dripped lewdly from 
the woman's open mouth and her eyes seemed to wander around the room, 
unseeing and glazed, as if she were drugged. 

Maurine's legs went limp all of a sudden, and a cry of total happiness and 
relief issued sensuously from her tips. Dennis groaned his way through the 
last seconds of his orgasm and then collapsed on top of her, his body 
completely spent. 

"Cut.'" yelled the director, chomping on a fresh cigar as he signaled the 
cameramen to switch off their machines. "Looked real good, kids ... now 
let's get the slave girl in on the action!" 

Darlene continued to watch in disbelief, nearly forgetting the reactions of 
the Ballards, as a few seconds later, the slave, girl in the skimpy costume 
was ushered center stage before the exhausted queen. Indeed, the young nurse 
sucked in her breath as one with the girl onscreen, as the lovely blonde was 
suddenly confronted by two burly "palace guards" ... one black, one white! 

"How do you do?" quavered Lana nervously, her small stature dwarfed by the 
two monsters. 

"Man, this is gonna be somethin' else!" proclaimed the black one, Artie, 
boldly studying the smoothly-rounded contours of her ripe well developed 
body without even taking the trouble to hide his lustful gaze. "Where you 
been hiding, baby?" 

"Well I normally don't do this kind of ... of thing," she began to explain 
with an unhappy stammer, but the other man, Harry, cut her off with a harsh 
laugh. 

"Why does every skin-flick actress have to say the same damn thing?" he 
wondered sarcastically. "Sure, honey, we'll believe you were a virgin until 
the day before yesterday if you want us to! Just' make sure you put some 
life into those screwing scenes. Anything I can't stand is a cold fish while 
I'm working in front of the camera." "Of course," Lana replied, making a 
timid attempt to appear sophisticated. "But I've never had to simulate a 
love scene before, and nobody's yet told me what I'm supposed to do." 

Artie and Harry exchanged an amused grin as they heard the unsuspecting 
young woman use the word simulate, but before either of them could offer 
some lewd comment, the director began shouting for attention. 

"Okay, everyone," he ordered bruskiy ... position as last time." 

Dennis moved into his position next queen's throne, and Maurine regally 
seated herself on the throne, again draped in the massive shoulder-to-floor 
robe she had worn during the first sequence. Artie and Harry, whispering 
excitedly to one another, both remained off-camera for the moment, while 
Lana took her designated place. 

"Right, actors, you've been told what to do," growled the rotund director, 
waving his half smoked cigar in the direction of the throne. "Let's get it 
right the first time! Roll 'em." 

The cameras Lighted up. 

"lam bored," announced the queen imperiously as she glanced at her favorite 
male slave. 

"Your majesty has only to command," replied Dennis obediently, bowing 
slightly as he answered. 

"I think it's time that your little friend entertained us, "announced the 
queen, jerking her head in Lana's direction. "What do you say to that, 
slave?" 

A worried look crossed the slave's face, and he glanced nervously back and 
forth between the two women, acting his part beautifully The handsome slave 
had a fairly good idea of what his queen had in mind, and he was thinking 
feverishly of some way to avoid a situation in which he would have to choose 
between the royal lady and the slave girl. Also he realized clearly that the 
queen was jealous of this younger and more beautiful woman. It was a 
difficult moment for a helpless slave, but the queen gave him no time to 
think of a suitable answer. 

"Let us experiment! Let us see exactly how loyal she is to you," suggested 
the queen with a lewd grin. "Guards!" 

Immediately, the two actors Lana had met earlier entered, both carrying 
spears. They presented themselves respectfully in front of the queen. 

Darlene was extremely aroused now, but still she had the presence of mind to 
glance over at Anne and Harold Ballard on the couch. They were clasped in a 
warm embrace facing each other, with his cock embedded deep in her cunt, and 
once in a while he jerked out and thrust back in deep causing her to gasp 
aloud with the pleasure pain ... and all the while they kept their eyes 
glued to the screen. 

"Your queen has decided to reward you for your royal services," Maurine 
announced, raising her arm to point to Lana. "You may take this slave girl 
and do with her as you desire..., but do it here so I can observe." 

The guards galvanized into action, dropping their spears and sprinting 
across the set to where the slave girl stood helplessly waiting. Grinning 
like the devil himself, Artie hit her like a football player, knocking her 
completely off her feet and wrestling her to the ground as his greedy hands 
roamed over her body. 

"Let me go!" she gasped as the man's heavy body crushed into her. "I don't 
want ..." but the breath was knocked from her frantically squirming body as 
the other guard, Harry, jumped on top of the pile. For a moment Lana lay 
stunned under the combined weight of the two big men. 

The guards wasted no time, going to work on her like a pair of 
professionals, each one rolling off of her vainly resisting body as a camera 
angled in from above to catch every minute of the action. 

"We're gonna luck you till you cant stand up, slave!" the black guard 
whispered viciously in her ear, keeping his voice low, but not too low to 
not be picked up by the microphone over their head. 

The two rough professionals gave the violently writhing girl no time to 
contemplate the difficulties of her situation. Artie's cruel black hands 
swarmed over the warmly fleshed globes of her naked breasts, twisting and 
forcing her to cry out with the sudden pain. Harry amused himself at the 
same time by pulling her long blonde hair with one hand while the other 
tried to force its way up between her tightly clasped thighs. The slave 
girl's eyes flew open and filled with alarm at the sight of the two men on 
their hands and knees over her like avenging angels preparing to punish her 
for her sins. Their eyes seemed to glow with lewd lusty anticipation as they 
tormented her, and realization spread over her face at the sudden knowledge 
that there was going to be nothing simulated or make-believe about this 
scene. They were going to ravish her for the benefit of the cameras and 
enjoy every minute of it. The more she screamed and protested, the better 
the film would be. She was playing the role of a woman being raped by two 
brutal men, and all her reactions would be perfectly natural. 

Despite the evident fear and revulsion that was showing on the blonde slave 
girl's face, Darlene found herself wishing that she was the one who was 
about to be raped, she was the one who would soon be filled by the two men's 
cocks, one black and white. Frustrated, she squirmed around on the chair, 
pressing the plane of her pussy down onto the seat, rubbing it back and 
forth ... aching for some kind of release! 

Artie rose up on his knees beside the slave girl then, his hands busily 
undoing the fastenings of his loin cloth, and the frightened girl got her 
eyes closed just in time to avoid seeing the burly ebony man strip himself 
completely. 

Then Artie's hard hands coursed over her stomach and the girl shivered 
involuntarily. "Hey, slave," commanded the black man. "Open those eyes and 
take a look at the present the queen is giving you." 

Lana shut her eyes even more tightly, refusing to cooperate in the 
slightest, but Harry's hands tightened their grip on her hair and started to 
pull torturing her into obeying their orders. Her eyes popped open and Artie 
rose nakedly up off his buttocks to give her and the camera a good took at 
the instrument of torment he was planning to use on her. 

As her eyes focused on the black guard's lust thickened penis, the girl's 
face suddenly contorted in horror. His cock was monstrous by any standards, 
thick and blunt as a cudgel and it was immediately evident that the actor 
had worked himself into a real state of arousal while they had been abusing 
her. A took at his face informed her clearly that there was no point in 
asking for mercy. He had every intention of brutally ramming that hard long 
shaft up into her frantically trembling vagina, and there was nothing to 
stop him from doing anything he wanted! 

Seated in the adjoining room, Darlene couldn't believe her own reaction to 
the scene. She had never watched, or even thought of watching two people 
making love before, and was amazed how strongly it affected her. She stared 
at the screen, reveling in the prurient sensations of desire that coursed 
through her body. Suddenly, she was aware of yet another sensation-that of 
her own hands touching her body-her breasts; her fingers were pulling at her 
swelling nipples through the material of her uniform, then mauling and 
kneading the magnificent mounds. She rubbed her thighs together 
unconsciously, yearning silently for a long hard penis to be shoved up 
between them. Her legs were drawn up, the bottoms of her feet resting on the 
rungs of the chair, her toes curled under. One hand left her breasts then 
and fluttered lightly down over her trembling belly to the soft inner flesh 
of her thighs, then back up under her skirt to the juncture of her long 
slender legs. Her fingers probed, and then slipped under the elastic leg 
band in the soft champagne curls of her little pussy, slipping back and 
forth to graze against the inflamed coral nub of her clitoris. Oh, that's 
good! she flinched at the electric sensations. 

By now, Harry had stripped himself as naked as his partner and occupied 
himself with holding her arms tightly to prevent any attempt at an escape. 
At some pre-arranged signal, both me suddenly rolled her over onto her 
stomach and Artie cruelly spread her long tapered legs apart as she 
struggled to keep her balance. As her young tender breasts crushed into the 
unyielding floor, Artie moved quickly and deftly into position behind her, 
his legs mercilessly working to force her knees farther and farther apart 
despite her desperate efforts to clamp her thighs together and protect the 
defenseless little opening to her sex. His hands kneaded and tormented the 
helpless half-moons of her buttocks, forcing a painful groan from her lips. 
The miserably unhappy young woman ground her teeth together, not wanting to 
give them the satisfaction of hearing her cry out in agony. 

"Up on your knees," Harry whispered to her suddenly, his voice as impersonal 
as a stage manager giving instructions to a forgetful actor. Lana stayed 
where she was, trying to cover her face with her hands in the vain hopes of 
somehow managing to spoil the scene for them. Then the man's hand slipped 
beneath her shoulders, and his fingers found the tender swollen nipple of 
her left breast. He squeezed, hard, and the slave girl immediately forgot 
about her resolution to remain silent and motionless. Instead she screamed 
as Harry squeezed again, even harder, digging his sharp fingernails into the 
softly yielding flesh of her breast until she thought she could bear it no 
longer. Hastily, she tucked her knees under her, wilting to do anything to 
alleviate that torture, and the next thing she knew, her full smoothly 
rounded backside was thrust obscenely into the air. 

Kneeling above her, the black actor gazed down at the full white moons of 
her buttocks, offered up to him like some depraved pagan sacrifice, and he 
felt his body start to throb with savage uncontrollable desire. Artie had 
participated in dozens of these porno-films, and the idea of actually raping 
a naked young woman in the presence of all these people only made it more 
stimulating for him. He had seen many a skin-flick actress in his career, 
but never anything as young and innocent as this one, and the thought that 
she was his to use and abuse as he desired was driving him wild. His 
sperm-bloated testicles were burning as if they were on fire, and he could 
not tear his bulging eyes off the narrow, lust-teasing pink slit which 
trembled helplessly before him. All he could think of was jamming his hot 
throbbing cock into her tight little pussy, and he realized that he could 
not hold himself back another minute. 

But the actor knew from past experience with women that his penis was 
abnormally large and capable of bringing a gasp of pain to the lips of the 
most experienced of females. What his massive hardness would do to this 
tender little vagina was anybody's guess ... and, abruptly, Artie did not 
really care. 

Taking his long punishing rod in his hand for better control, the actor 
grinned lasciviously at his partner who was pinning the girl's shoulders to 
the floor and leaned forward, running his long thick cock up and down in the 
narrow moistly pink crevice of her ass. He was about to worm his way into 
her when he seemed to get an even more depraved idea in his perverted mind. 

Bending from the waist, the black actor planted a wet, open-mouthed kiss of 
the tiny puckered hole of her anus, using his strong hands to pry her warmly 
gleaming buttocks even farther apart as he lapped at her like an animal gone 
mad. 

The man was kissing her backside, the realization came over her face. He was 
sloshing his long fluttering tongue up and down the entire length of her 
wide spread cuntal crevice, all the way from the tingling pink button of her 
clitoris up to the tightly clasped entrance to her anus. Was nothing sacred? 
What kind of an animal was he, anyway? 

Seeing that he was really starting to get to her, Artie grinned sadistically 
and dropped his face down for another run over the target, this time 
lingering over the straining muscles of her inner thighs, his tongue lashing 
in at the thin red folds of her hair-covered flesh which surrounded her 
tight little pussy. The actor realized that the glands deep inside of her 
frantically squirming young body had already been triggered in involuntary 
action and begun secreting the heated juices which were designed to prepare 
a woman's body for sexual intercourse. hike it or not, he told himself 
cruelty, this chick is turning on ... time to bring in the heavy artillery! 

Straightening, Artie gradually moved his hips forward then, trying to worm 
the massive tip of his long blunt cock past the sensitive elastic lips of 
her vagina without hurting or alarming her. Once his hard thick shaft was 
inside, the little bitch could scream all she wanted, but at this stage of 
the game, delicacy was very important. 

"Aaaaaaawigghhh, "she groaned, but it was the mindless sound of pleasure and 
nothing more. Encouraged, the muscular black porno-actor inched forward, 
angling his heavy cudgel from side to side in order to widen the passage. 

By now, the couple on the couch were fucking steadily again in and out, and 
Darlene could faintly see the long white shaft of Harold's throbbing cock 
glistening in the dim light on the outstroke, then disappear back inside on 
the in stroke. She could hear the groans of lust coming from the writhing 
man and woman on the sofa, accompanied by wet slurping sounds from their 
working genitals, and she gyrated on her chair in time to the lustful 
noises. 

The queen had stepped down off her throne by this tine, drawn by the 
overpowering sensuality of what was happening before her very eyes; and 
Dennis, the loyal slave, stood obediently by her side, apparently, not 
overly grieved at what was being done to his delicate little girlfriend. 

"Oooh, ooohhh!" Lana was murmuring now, her moans matching the cautious 
maneuvering of the black man's massively throbbing cock as he pushed gently 
and easily into her. The girl's cunt was flowering open completely now, and 
he felt there was a serious danger that the girl would ruin the whole scene 
by cumming before he got the full length of his hardness totally embedded in 
the warm moist pocket of her naked body, and decided that the time for 
caution was past. This slave girl was ready to be skewered, and his 
painfully throbbing penis was aching with anticipation. 

He moved forward again, forcing his knees as far up between her 
widely-stretched thighs as it was possible to go, and used his thumb and 
forefinger to guide the slippery shaft directly into the moistly receptive 
chamber of her tight little cunt. 

In the next room, Darlene still had a modicum of self-restraint left, but 
that was rapidly being depleted. She now had one palm cupping her swelling 
pussy mound with one long-nailed finger lying lightly in the tender vaginal 
crevice without entering. The tip of her nail scraped softly over the 
quivering little bud of her clitoris, and little shudders of lewd pleasure 
rippled through her belly, causing the juices of her pussy to flow 
increasingly. Then, the aroused young nurse began to rub the entire length 
of her outer vaginal lips in a slow steady rhythm, dipping her finger just 
slightly into the moist warm slit, teasing herself until she could stand it 
no longer. Slowly, gently, she pressed her outstretched finger up into her 
hungering cunt to the first knuckle ... only to withdraw and repeat the 
entire process again ... a little deeper each time, until her finger was 
embedded to the palm of her hand in her willingly accepting pussy. My God, 
that feels so good! she thrilled. 

Experienced and hardened as he was, the black man found himself forced to 
groan aloud with pleasure as he felt the soft warm lips of the slave girl's 
pussy closing tightly over the bulbous rounded tip of his blood engorged 
cock. Never in his long depraved career had he felt a sensation quite like 
this one. He expected Lana to groan or cry out with sudden pain as he 
steadily worked his way into her juicy, well-lubricated vagina, but she, was 
already too far gone to object to anything he chose to do to her now. 

"AAAaaaggghhh!" she moaned, half in discomfort and half in ecstasy as the 
man surged powerfully into her, pushing the smoothly yielding walls of her 
wetly clasping cunt ahead of him like the prow of a ship dividing the waves. 
Lana's entire sensually aroused body quivered and trembled before the 
suddenness of this all-out invasion, taken a little by surprise. Now she had 
no further illusions about what was going to happen to her; in fact, it had 
already happened. Lulled by his gentleness into a false sense of security, 
she had let down her guard, and now she was paying the price. 

He was already deep inside of her, buried to the hilt, and any hopes she may 
have entertained of rallying her strength and fighting him off at the last 
moment were now dashed forever. In the presence of all the other actors and 
the film cameras, she was being fucked, yes, fucked, like a bitch in heat. 

Her warmly clasping cuntal muscles tightened around Artie's long driving 
shaft, stimulating him to greater and greater efforts. Suddenly, the camera 
zoomed in for a close-up, and the magnifying lens of the camera was 
recording everything on film; his hard relentless cock and the pink, 
cruelly-stretched flesh of her cunt clinging tightly to his rough leathery 
foreskin as he pounded in and out of her like a sex maniac. 

"Come on, slave," he jeered at her from above, tormenting the white moons of 
her buttocks with his hard demanding hands as he fucked back and forth with 
long punishing strokes. "Lees see a little life! The queen wants you to give 
us a good time!" 

Her mind said no, but her poor over-stimulated body was no longer taking 
orders from her brain and reacted by doing precisely what he had commanded 
her to do. Experimentally at first, and then with real determination, she 
began to rotate her nakedly quivering ass, twisting and swinging back 
against the man who was fucking so ruthlessly into her, trying to give him 
as good as she was getting. 

"Oh! Oh! Oh ... oh ... oh!" she was chanting mindlessly, knowing that the 
saliva was dripping from her open mouth and that she was making a perfect 
fool of herself but unable to fight off the storm of lust which was sweeping 
over her. She was an animal, a passion-driven pile of flesh being fucked 
half to death by a strange savage man and this was the bottom of the barrel. 
There was nothing lower or more depraved than this! 

She was wrong' They had one last little surprise in store for her. 
Unexpectedly, she felt Harry's hand fumbling at her mouth. What does he 
want? she asked herself blankly. 

And then, in another, instant, it suddenly became clear to her. A hard moist 
object began to rub against her tips, and her eyes popped open in time to 
see that the other actor was trying to force his thick bulbous cock into the 
warm sanctuary of her mouth. 

"No, no!" she groaned, and this proved to be her fatal mistake. The moment 
the innocent young woman opened her mouth to protest this new depraved 
invasion, Harry expertly flicked his hips forward, burying his long invading 
pole between her wetly trembling lips and holding her head rigid between his 
hands so that there was no possibility of escape. 

Disgust and revulsion swept over her and the doubly-penetrated young blonde 
woman tried to wiggle free, but these men were real professionals, and she 
only succeeded in exciting them more. Gagging slightly at the unaccustomed 
invasion of this large unnatural object in her mouth, she could feel the 
length and the weight of the man's heatedly throbbing cock on the softness 
of her tongue. 

Harry's hands were entangled in her hair, and she knew from bitter 
experience that he would not hesitate to hurt her in order to get his way. 

"Suck!" he commanded harshly, giving her long blonde hair a slight tug just 
to remind her of his mastery. "Suck me like you never sucked anyone before!" 

On the couch, the Ballards were fucking more rapidly now, and through the 
two-way mirror Darlene could see and hear them stepping up their pace as 
they raced towards their mutual orgasms. "Oh, fuck me, Harold!" she heard 
Ann hiss through clenched teeth. "Come on, you bastard, fuck me harder ... 
Harder!" 

The young slave girl was beyond resistance now. The tormented blonde no 
longer had a will of her own, and she involuntarily began to do as she was 
told. Her tightly ova led lips went slowly to work, timidly nibbling at this 
strange hotly pulsating instrument and she experimentally began to make use 
of her tongue, whipping it back and forth over the broad pungent surface of 
his penis. This was the punishment she had been longing for, and she 
accepted it with masochistic joy, knowing that she had finally hit bottom 
and there was nowhere lower to go. They had broken her down to the 
bottom-most level of humanity ... she was worse than the lowest whore! 

Darlene felt waves of consuming lust rip through her at the sight of the two 
fuckings-the one on the couch, and the one in the movie-and she dropped her 
finger still lower, insinuating it in her mow thirstily throbbing vagina, 
pumping in rhythm to the fucking on the couch while her thumb toyed with her 
erectly swollen clitoris. 

The young nurse was caught up in the passion of the occasion. She wriggled 
on the chair and let her wet thighs open completely, the wet sucking sound 
of her masturbation clearly discernible to her ears. Her panting body heaved 
and bucked from her whipping fingerings. She secreted heavily, more heavily 
than she'd ever remembered. 

Behind her, the slave girl abruptly sensed that Artie was building towards 
his climax. His mercilessly skewering thrusts were coming faster and faster 
by the minute, and she could hear the man's panting gasps for breath as he 
labored like a maniac over her. His cruel hands dug fiercely into the 
nakedly tender skin of her hips as he fucked wildly into her. 

"Oh, yeah ... oh yeah!" he was grunting almost painfully as he tried to bury 
himself inside of her, working like a demon to finish and hardly noticing 
what was happening to the battered and abused body of the woman beneath him. 
Lana's subserviently kneeling young body was suddenly jerking and wantonly 
twisting, and moans flowed out of her cock-filled mouth one after another 
without interruption. Her fair naked flesh shone with a fine layer of sweat, 
and her long blonde hair thrashed back and forth as strange torturous 
sensations raced overpoweringly through her shamelessly aroused body. 

The depraved thought of being fucked half to death by two strange men 
simultaneously while a roomful of other people looked on had finally gotten 
to her ... and she was masochistically racing towards the wildest orgasm of 
her entire young life. 

Harry caught the mood of intense lust and doubled his own efforts, surging 
in and out of the soft warm hole formed by her ova led lips and watching in 
a wanton excitement as the wetly glistening shaft of his long hard cock 
disappeared into her saliva-filled mouth. She was almost driving him insane 
with pleasure. 

"I'm ... I'm cumming!" she mumbled incoherently, her words distorted by the 
presence of Harry's massively thick penis between her sucking wet lips. No 
one heard her, but a special announcement was hardly necessary since it was 
perfectly obvious to everyone in the room what was happening to the, 
kneeling young woman. Her straining, nakedly pulsating body rammed itself 
savagely back into the loins of the man who was fucking so energetically 
into her from behind, and she rotated her smooth rounded ass around in 
vicious little circles as if she were trying to suck the cum out of him by 
brute force. 

The spasm hit and all the muscles in Lana's lust stricken body seemed to go 
tight and tense at once, causing both men to groan simultaneously as her 
orgasm caught them off balance. It was customary for porno-actresses to 
simulate a moment of ecstasy at the end of the scene, but the two actors 
both realized that there was nothing simulated about this. The girl was 
cumming as if there were no tomorrow! 

Nor were they destined to be far behind her. The quantity of saliva in her 
mouth grew greater by the moment, becoming thick and pungent with the 
emissions of lubricating fluid secreted by the glans in Harry's wildly 
plunging cock. His hands were winding their way into the curls in her hair, 
and he was pulling her head brutally up and down over his long thrusting 
shaft as if her face was nothing more and nothing less titan another tight 
little cunt into which he could shoot the torrential waves of his cum. Lana 
could feel his lust-thickened penis expanding and sweating until he had 
fitted her mouth completely, pushing farther and farther into the gagging 
depths of her throat as if he intended to try to meet the other brutalizing 
cock which was pounding into her from the other end. 

Diverting her glance from the movie, Darlene watched as Harold's penis 
stretched his wife's clasping cuntal hole, disappearing between the 
hair-lined lips in one long smooth stroke after another that seemed to reach 
into the deepest recesses of Ann's vagina. Once more he drew his long 
impaling shaft slowly out of her cunt until all but the inflated head was 
exposed to view. Darlene's eyes widened at the sight of the pink cuntal 
flesh that clung to his hardened penis like a straining rubber band. Then he 
thrust hard up into her wide-spread cunt, beginning a buffeting motion that 
joggled their lewdly entwined bodies crazily on the bouncing sofa cushions. 

"Ooohhh ... oh, my God!" Anne cried lustfully. 

Darlene whimpered in total identification with the older woman when Harold 
plunged his enormously thick penis back up into Anne's urgently smoldering 
vaginal slit. It looked like his rampaging cock would split her cunt apart, 
She watched as Anne's hands reached down for the ballooning sac of his 
testicles and began desperately milking them. 

"Oh God, Harold, fuck me!" she gasped hotly. "Fuck me hard! ... I'm going to 
cum ... Fuck me deep ... and HARD!" 

"Yes, yes ... !"he exclaimed. "Cum, cum, cum!" 

Harold Ballard's cock looked obscenely huge to Darlene as it began to wildly 
spew its pent-up cum deep into his wife's milking cunt. She watched as his 
sperm-inflated balls smacked hard against Ann's passionately upturned anal 
crevice as the last of his spurting semen drained from his jerking cock. 
Then she saw Anne's mouth gape open and suck on her husband's tongue as her 
own body convulsed in her earth shattering climax. "Oh God, Harold, I'm 
cummminnnnggg!" she screamed as her body spasmed one last time. 

Artie, the man behind Lana, had had a head start, but Harry beat him to the 
finish line by a split-secon4, ramming his wildly jerking cock into her 
throat until her nose was crushed up against the wiry curls of his pubic 
hair. Suddenly, his massively pulsating cock began to explode like a roman 
candle as he mumbled profanities into the air. The steaming white cum poured 
into her furiously gulping mouth, causing her to gag and choke as she did 
her best to swallow every drop of this obscene degrading drink. It seemed to 
go on forever as her mouth filled with the thickly heated fluid from his 
loins, and she gulped and swallowed like a real slave, her mind almost 
completely destroyed by the shameful degradation of what these men were 
putting her through. 

But then she was distracted by a grunt from behind her, and Lana felt Artie 
fuck violently into her one last time as far up inside of her tormented 
young womb as he could go and then began spewing forth his own hot sticky 
cum. A warm pleasant sensation flooded over her as she felt the semen 
flowing hotly into her from both ends and for a moment the confused young 
woman felt like one enormous cunt available for all the men in the world to 
batter and pound, a bottomless receptacle for cum! The thought triggered her 
second orgasm, and the second quickly ripened into a third. 

"Cut!" cried the director and dimly in the distance, Lana saw the short fat 
man smiling at her happily. 

"Jesus Christ!" said Harry gleefully, carefully withdrawing his 
slowly-deflating cock from the girl's cum-filled mouth and getting casually 
to his feet. 

"Another day, another dollar," sighed Artie philosophically, abruptly 
removing his glistening ebony penis from her exhausted body. "Best lay I've 
had in years!" 

"This kid's got what it takes," commented Maurine, getting up off her throne 
and lighting a filter cigarette as she hoisted up her royal robes to avoid 
tripping on them. "Why don't we use her in the next flick as the lead, Boss? 
I like making money too much to be jealous." 

In the adjoining room, the young nurse's wetly glistening fingers flashed in 
and out, keeping time to the passionate gasps and moans emitting from the 
other room. She was staring off into space now, her eyes vacant and unseeing 
as if her whole soul were focused on some distant horizon. The wild ramming 
of her fingers into her own pussy increased in tempo as the sounds grew 
louder and louder and it was clear to the writhing blonde that something was 
going to give soon. 

And then it happened. She heard the wild crashing of the couch springs as 
Anne Ballard and her husband thrashed wildly in completely abandoned 
fulfillment. At that moment, Darlene thrust her fingers as far up inside 
herself as they would go, almost as if she were trying to puncture some 
illusory bubble of passion and let out all its wild force. 

And then it hit her, the first incredible shock of her orgasm. The young 
nurse's straining stomach muscles sucked in as if she had been struck in the 
belly and her whole body stiffened and arched backward. Trying not to scream 
out in her passion, the ecstatic blonde cruelly bit her own lips to choke 
off any sounds as with wide-staring eyes, she threw back her head so that 
the cords in her neck stood out like ropes. She had just enough presence of 
mind left to thrust her two fingers once more, hard up into her spasming 
cunt, and then she was completely out of control, her body jerking and 
twitching as wave after wave of hot seething sensations ran a desperate race 
over her burning nerve-paths. The beautiful young blonde's knees 
automatically opened wider as if she were welcoming some invisible lover up 
between them, and then she could feel the hot gush of her own orgasmic 
juices pouring over her hand, soaking her tight-stretched panties and 
smearing down over the smooth skin of her quivering young thighs. * * * 

No sooner had the climaxing young nurse extracted her probing long-nailed 
fingers from her velvet sex than she heard the knob turning in the door. 
Hastily, she stooped down to retrieve the discarded steno pad just as the 
doctor entered. 

"Hi, Darlene," he winked as if it were the most natural thing in the world, 
"how'd it go?" 

Darlene straightened quickly, before her half-naked breasts popped free of 
her uniform. Then, smiling prettily despite her embarrassed flush, she 
looked up at the beaming, lecherous physician and chirped, "Doctor, I think 
your experiment was a crashing success!" 

Chapter 5 

Lionel Parker stood smiling for a few more seconds, enjoying the amply 
displayed view of Darlene's swelling white breasts before responding, "And 
you, Darlene? ... How did you like the picture?" 

Darlene swallowed `nervously, her gaze dropping from Parker's cruel thin 
face to the ominous bulge in the medical man's Good Humor slacks. CM God, 
she panicked silently, he knows ... he's been watching me at the same that 
I've been watching the Ballards, and he knows! 

"Darlene," the doctor repeated, closer, "I asked you a question." Oh, dear 
God ... it's happening! 

"I know you were watching, Darlene ... Watching and loving every minute of 
it!" His voice had a sinister velvet quality to it that caused an unexpected 
shiver to thrill up the young wife's spine as the lewd Doctor Parker stepped 
directly in front of her then and boldly placed his hands on her resilient 
breasts. "I want to screw you, baby," he announced suddenly. "I want to fuck 
you with my big red cock!" 

Darlene was shaking so badly she nearly fell off the chair. She wanted to 
push his hands away and slap his face, but she didn't. Instead, she 
whispered hoarsely, "W-What about the Ballards ... Aren't you supposed to 
talk to-" 

"Jenny is seeing them out now," he continued, his lascivious squeezing 
through the thin material of her uniform becoming ever more insistent "See 
for yourself." 

"I-I believe you," Darlene said. 

"Do you want to fuck?" 

"No! ... I-I mean, yes ... Oh God, I don't know!" 

Parker dropped one hand to his fly, lowering the zipper, and fished out his 
swollen cock. "Are you sure, Darlene?" he milked his hard rod. "I'll bet 
that little punk you're married to doesn't have a prick like this!" 

Darlene's eyes were drawn to and locked on her employer's huge swollen cock 
sticking out menacingly from his loins. It throbbed there between his legs, 
and fear mixed with her passion shivered through her body. 

"Take your clothes off, Darlene," he ordered, and without the slightest word 
of protest, the young nurse did as she was told, removing first her uniform, 
then her bra and panties and shoes until she was standing naked before him 
in all of her nakedness. 

He took her by the arm then, and led her toward the long white examination 
table that stood next to one wall in the room. He gave her a little push, 
and mutely she climbed up onto the table, lying back with her smooth slender 
legs slightly spread. 

He crawled up over her then and positioned himself, holding his lean body up 
with his strong arms and pinned her shoulders down to the cool flat surface. 
Leaning his head forward, `he captured one of her lust-hardened nipples and 
drew it into his mouth, and she winced in agony as his teeth bruised it 
painfully. 

"You are one young lady I'm really going to enjoy fucking!" he spat down at 
her, "and after I shove this big cock of mine up your sweet little pussy, 
you're going to yell your pretty head off for more!" 

Darlene just lay there beneath him, watching his mouth spewing obscenities 
at her, their vileness piercing her brain and inciting further erotic 
feelings of excitement in her. Her own body had betrayed her, she knew ... 
otherwise she wouldn't be there getting ready to fuck her employer ... a man 
she wouldn't have known from Adam two days ago. 

"It's time, Darlene, for you to do some of the work yourself," the sex 
clinic doctor gasped above her, "so you can just put your pretty little hand 
down there and take my cock and put it in your sweet little cunt!" 

Abruptly, she had a moment of doubt. His big fat cock would be too big for 
her ... it would split her in two! "Oh, nooo, Doctor Parker ... I can't ... 
I just can't ... It's too big for me! ... It'll kill me!" 

But even as she spoke, her hands were moving to obey. She moved her hand 
down between his legs, reaching out to grasp the huge pulsating shaft of his 
awe-inspiring penis, but, suddenly, it stopped short. Her head began to 
shake from side to side as a flood of tears began to flow down her cheeks. 

Parker, noticing her reluctance, roared in anger down at her face. "Do it, 
God damnit, put my cock in, before I do something you'll regret!" 

The young nurse groaned in submission, but her hand continued down, then 
attempted to encircle his massive girth. An expression of real fear 
contorted her face as her slender fingers failed to meet around the 
monstrous width of his cock, and she knew, by the feel, that it couldn't 
possibly fit into her little vagina. 

"Come on, you little bitch, quit stalling and put it in!" the doctor spat 
harshly, then began to lower his hips so that Darlene had to splay her 
thighs wider. The young nurse's hand trembled with fear and anticipation as 
she guided his cock into the moistly throbbing split of her pussy, using the 
bulbous, purplish-red head to part the soft champagne curls and the 
trembling pink lips of her vagina. 

Then, hearing his confident leer as he held himself poised above her on his 
strong arms, ready to ram the massiveness of his cock at the entrance to her 
quivering loins, Lionel Parker's domineering voice came to her again, "Stop 
screwing around and do it!" 

Her hand grasped Parker's rampantly pulsing cock, her slender fingers still 
around the pulsating shaft as she again lined it up with the smooth pink 
flesh of her vaginal passage. She lay there, shivering with the lustful, 
forbidden anticipation of taking a strange man's cock into her pussy for the 
first time! 

Lying there on the examination table in the special examining room, Darlene 
gasped and tossed her head excitedly and her hand guided an almost perfect 
stranger's lust-hardened cock into her open receptive cuntal entrance. A 
shudder of wicked delight passed through her shapely young body at the first 
electrifying contact with the smooth naked head against the moist, sensitive 
flesh of her pussy. She held her breath, not daring to move, then, the 
moment she had been dreading came as Parker flexed his hips forward 
slightly, causing her to gasp at the sharp little pain as the red head of 
his cock began to worm its way into her. 

Despite the pain, she could feel the throbbing warmth of it in her as she 
shivered excitedly. 

"Ooohhhhhh!" she groaned as he pushed forward a little harder into the 
secret hole between her widely spread legs. She choked on the pain as the 
ponderous, bulbous head of his prick forced its way into the tight opening, 
brutally stretching the tender, resisting flesh until Darlene was certain 
the delicate tissues would tear from the almost unbelievable pressure he was 
exerting. 

"Oh God ... Doctor Parker! Y-You're hurting me ... please, stop ... STOP!" 
she gasped, eyes bulging and her mouth opened wide. But, she knew that she 
was just wasting her breath begging him to stop as she saw a lewdly sadistic 
grin spread across his thin good-looking face. She knew then that he wasn't 
about to stop until he was finished. 

Through pain-filled eyes, Darlene stared up at Lionel Parker's leering, 
lust-contorted face ... at the expression of sheer delight that told her of 
the pleasure he was deriving from her sexual surrender. 

He pressed his hugely throbbing cock into her soft moist cunt inch by inch 
and she wailed out her agony again. And suddenly, she became aware that he 
would not be able to maintain his slow pace much longer, that soon he would 
disregard any concern he may have held for her as he struggled for his own 
desperate release. 

Then, suddenly and with no warning, he thrust with unbelievable force, his 
long, hard cock searing up into her wetly cringing vagina to its full depth. 

"Ooohhh Gawwwwd!" she screamed as the lecherous doctor's painful entry 
stretched the walls of her cunt, battering into her until she felt his 
sperm-filled balls smacking up against the white, upturned globes of her 
ass. "Please, Doctor Parker ... that hurts ... please don't!" 

She lay motionless under him, not moving for fear of experiencing the 
agonizing pain of his entry. Her employer's cock had more than filled her, 
and her tender vaginal walls felt tender and abused ... she could feel every 
ridge and wrinkle as his enormous weapon lay warmly clasped in her 
encompassing sexual sheath, and then he flexed the shaft of his cock, making 
it swell deep in the confines of her pussy. 

"AAAuuuggghhh!" she moaned, and then he flexed again, and again, grinning 
down at her lewdly as he extracted a groaned protest from her pain-tightened 
lips. But then, slowly, she felt her painfully throbbing cunt begin to 
accustom itself to his enormous rod of flesh that had stretched her to 
capacity. 

Her whimpers grew softer as the pain diminished, and then ceased as the pain 
disappeared completely and were replaced by tiny shiverings of unmistakable 
desire being renewed. He sensed her acceptance of his thick hard cock in her 
hungering vagina, and he initiated a teasing, grinding motion as he strove 
to bury every possible fraction-of-an-inch of his lusting rod into her 
completely filled pussy. 

Doctor Parker gloated down at her evilly, his thin face twisted into a mask 
of diabolic lust. "Now, my dear," he ordered, his voice thick with 
excitement, "you will beg me for it!" 

Darlene stared at him in astonishment. He wasn't going to be satisfied until 
he had drained her of every vestige of self-pride! she realized. Yet, the 
idea of playing whore to such a man held its own peculiar brand of charm and 
her mind, once again, became a whirl of confused sentiments. Even as her 
eyes glazed over in ecstasy from the screwing he was throwing to her with 
such inordinate power, she looked up at him for mercy, a sign of tenderness. 
She didn't want to be humiliated, she wanted to be fucked! 

"Oh, no, please, Doctor Parker ... don't make me say it ... Please don't!" 

"Beg." 

After another moment of hesitation, she gave in to the thrills that had 
begun to course through her body from her hair-covered pubic area. "Oh, yes 
... do it! Please do it!" 

"Do what, Darlene?" 

She swallowed dryly, trying to force the required words from her mouth. 
"P-Please make love to me," she managed lamely, knowing full well that those 
were not the words he wanted to hear, but hoping that he would not force her 
further. 

`Make love, Darlene?" he flexed his cock deep in her belly, causing her to 
wince from the pleasure-pain he had inflicted upon her. "Don't you mean 
fuck? Don't you want me to flick you, my dear?" 

"Oh, yes, fuck me, Doctor Parker! ... Damn you, fuck me!" she shouted 
through her tightly clenched white teeth. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me ... ! 

She despised herself for breaking down and saying those vile words, but the 
fat cock in her stomach was what she needed, and pride be damned! 

"Oh Christ, fuck me, Doctor Parker ... fuck me like the bitch I am!" 

Abruptly then, Lionel Parker rocked above her, using short brutal strokes 
that sent only half of his monstrous cock spiraling into her, and she 
skewered up, trying to take every inch of his shaft into her worming cunt. 
She surrendered herself to the obscene thrills that raced through her body 
and little tremors of passionate arousal tingled along her spine as she felt 
her medical employer pistoning his cock ever deeper into her moistly 
pulsating pussy. Her whole body felt like one big cunt, begging and needing 
to be flicked and fucked. 

The young nurse began to feel her body respond to him, writhing and 
squirming beneath him as he increased the tempo and depth of his strokes 
into her. He kissed her, and she thrust her tongue up into his mouth to be 
nibbled and sucked, her moans of lustful acceptance coming from deep within 
her throat now. She was prepared for anything now, and she began to raise 
her feverishly sucking pussy up to him in a counter rhythm to his every 
thrust. She was his now, and as she gave her body over completely to lust, 
her lovely face was contorted with passion, her nostrils flared, and her 
breath came in short gasps. 

She was completely aroused now, and perspiration formed on her brow and 
between her luscious white breasts as she increased her efforts. Her 
employer slipped his hands over her body, first on her breasts, then down to 
her rib'age, and then beneath the half-moons of her smooth satiny, buttocks, 
and he grasped them brutally in his strong hands. The added abuse of his 
hands twisting and kneading the soft flaccid flesh of her ass cheeks only 
increased the excitement she was feeling. 

She pulled her thighs back as far as she could to accept his plunging cock 
as be hauled her loins up tight against his own, and groaned aloud as she 
felt her employer's cock going even deeper into her hungrily clasping cunt. 

There was no reluctance on her part now; the last twinges of pain were gone 
and there was no shame left to be felt. Her long slender legs stretched out 
rigidly on either side of his thickly impaling penis quivered spasmodically 
with the strength of her passion. He felt her tongue slither in and out of 
his mouth in lewd parody of the flicking he was giving her, matching him 
stroke for stroke. In response to his thrusts, she emitted little purring 
moans of lustful rapture and satisfaction from deep in her innermost being. 

Now, she knew what she had been missing all along in her lovemaking ... the 
lewdness ... the vileness of flicking someone one shouldn't be fucking ... 
the depravity and coquettishness of playing whore ... Never in her remotest 
imagination would she have thought that such delightful sensations were to' 
be had from committing adultery ...Adultery! she thought with passion, 
rolling the word around in her head like a savory, forbidden candy, Darlene 
Jefferson is an adulterous! She was committed now, to the final victory ... 
she would cum tonight, come hell or high water! 

Lionel Parker thrust into her with all of his might, lengthening his strokes 
and stepping up the tempo of their flicking. He then withdrew his penis 
until just the bulbous head was still embedded inside of her. Suddenly, he 
drove forward like a man possessed by the devil until his sperm-laden balls 
rested in the crevice of her ass at the end of each jolting thrust He felt a 
throbbing painful ache in his balls as the pressure began to build, 
signaling the imminent release of his orgasm. Oh, damn! he felt a moment of 
panic. I won't last too much longer ... got to bring this bitch off, fast! 

His hand slid down over the smooth taut skin of her smoothly gyrating 
buttocks, searching for the small, crinkled opening of her anus. He dipped 
the tip of his finger into the viscid opening of her cock-stuffed pussy and 
wet it with their combined juices, then poked it gently into her ass up to 
the first knuckle. 

"Know what I'm going to do now, my dear?" he leered down at her 
sadistically. "I'm going to finger fuck your asshole!" 

"Oh, yes! Do it! Shove your finger in my asshole! I want it!" she hissed 
back into his face. 

Lionel Parker's brain whirled in lustful exhilaration. She wants it! he 
thought triumphantly. She really wants it ... and she'll get it! His long 
middle finger fumbled at the tightly puckered anal opening, forcing inward 
to the second knuckle with a brutal thrust. 

"AAAggghhh! Ohhh, my God! It hurts! ... IT HURTS!" she screamed in real pain 
as he continued his merciless pounding with his thick long penis into her 
creaming pussy, all the while ruthlessly flicking his finger into her 
asscheeks. Suddenly, he buried his finger to the palm of his hand in her 
defenseless ass, feeling the warm rubbery confines clasp and cling to his 
cruel probing finger in masochistic abandon. 

Darlene's whole body seemed to quiver in forbidden ecstasy. She had never in 
her entire life felt such rapturous bliss! The pleasure-pain she was 
receiving from the rotating finger in her asshole eddied a new dimension to 
the lewd coupling of the young nurse and her employer. She was forcing her 
buttocks back onto the viciously thrusting finger, then pushed her pelvis 
forward to absorb more of his huge throbbing cock. 

Lionel Parker could barely control his lust now. His cum-filled balls ached 
from the desperate need to empty their load, and he pistoned his pulsing 
prick into her cuntal channel furiously, and drilled his middle finger into 
her sweet little ass. 

He had reached the point of no return, now, and he slid his rhythmically 
fucking cock in and out of her sweet smooth vagina, concentrating on the 
liquid feel of her warm clasping channel. He watched the embracing lips of 
her cunt being pushed in and pulling out around his cock with each stroke he 
made into her, and felt the contracting muscles of her pussy sucking and 
massaging his shaft like a milking machine, attempting to swallow all of his 
delicious hardness deep inside her. 

The sex clinic doctor increased the speed and depth of his hammering thrusts 
as she writhed beneath him, sliding up and down the hardened shaft of his 
cock with animal like energy, her long slender legs jerking spasmodically, 
while her satin thighs flowered open to receive every inch of him into her 
secret depths. His penis pistoned, into her cunt with demoniacal fervor, and 
he jerked his invading finger from her backside with a wet sucking sound. 

Suddenly, the fervently chanting voice of his lovely nurse broke into his 
sexual reverie as her face contorted with her desperate need to cum. lie 
stared down at her, and her features reflected the sensuality of her deep 
passion as she moaned aloud. `Oh God! Yes, like that, Doctor Parker! Fuck me 
like that ... fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... I'm going to cum ...!" 

He grunted in acknowledgement as he labored over her, grinding his huge cock 
into her hard and deep, going far past the point of maximum penetration that 
her own husband had ever achieved. He was certain that she would cum soon 
and he watched as her breasts heaved and quivered with the shocks of his 
punishing strokes. The spiking pink nipples of her breasts expanded before 
`his eyes as her passionate ecstasy grew more and more. She flailed her head 
wildly from side to side hopelessly entangling her beautiful blonde hair. 

"Now, Darlene ... Cum! Cum! CUM!" he spat down at her as he felt the acid 
burning of his own need for release, and he could only hope that she was 
ready to cum. 

He thrust one more time, and then she convulsed beneath him. Her body 
writhed and spasmed uncontrollably as wave after wave `of orgasmic release 
thundered through her. "Oh, God! I'm ... I'm cummmiiinnnggg! ... I'm ... 
AAAuuuRRRgggHHH!" 

The young nurse's body clung to him tenaciously as she gained even greater 
spasms to her voluptuous climax as her lover hammered his cock into her 
faster and faster. Her breathing was, labored, and came in short feverish 
gasps. 

It was then that the sex clinic doctor fit his own searing heated sperm 
begin its mad race up the full length of his massive prick. It pumped and 
spurted unceasingly into her as he ground his pelvis up tight against her 
loins in one last thrust before he stiffened in the throes of his own 
climax. 

And then it was over. The sex clinic doctor collapsed on top of her, panting 
heavily from the exertion of his final driving thrusts. Under him, the young 
nurse basked in the afterglow of her orgasm-the first satisfying one she had 
had in a long time. She looked up at him gratefully, wanting to thank him, 
but not knowing how to say it. 

"Uh, Doctor-" 

"Thanks for the fuck, Darlene," Parker interrupted as he pushed himself up 
off her to walk over to where he had left his pants. "That was real good ... 
we'll have to do it again some time." 

Darlene just lay there on the examination table, surprised, and stared at 
his back as he left the room, quietly shutting the door behind him. 

Chapter 6 

"Hi, honey!" Roger smiled at his tired wife as she came in the door. "Had a 
hard day at work?" 

"I sure did!" she relaxed back into the love seat. "Boy did I learn a lot 
today!" 

"Oh, yeah? ... Bad, huh?" he sympathized with her. 

"Oh, no, Roger ... not at all! I loved it ... I really did!" She 
self-consciously pulled down the hem of her uniform as she remembered that 
she was still wearing Jenny's. "I, uh, left my uniform at work, honey ... 
They said that it was too old fashioned, and that I would have to get one 
like this except in the right size ... this one's too small!" she hurried to 
add at his slightly astounded look at her ripe figure almost popping out of 
her dress. "Otherwise, how do you like it?" 

"Fine, Darlene," he answered, mollified by her clarification. He got up from 
the armchair and headed into the kitchen. "Hey," he called back at her, "do 
you want something to drink, a Coke, maybe?" 

"Oh, yes, that'd be nice, Roger." 

"By the way," he added as he brought her Coke over to her, "you haven't 
asked me how my exams went today?" 

"Oh, Roger, I'm sorry ... How did they go?" 

"Well, it was really tough, but I did the best I could," he spoke 
dejectedly, a downcast look on his face. "But," he brightened with a joking 
smile on his face, "I think I did okay ... and I know for sure that I 
passed!" 

"Oh, that's great, Roger! Fm so glad for you!" 

They were silent for awhile, and the handsome young husband watched his 
beautiful wife with her voluptuous figure squeezed into the small uniform as 
she sipped contentedly from her Coke. She was really gorgeous, he told 
himself, and he was lucky to have her. 

The sight of his lovely young wife in the too-tight dress was causing him to 
remember an important little item that had been neglected pretty much since 
he'd been studying ... and that something reminded him by giving a lurch in 
his pants as it started to rise in response to his wife's appearance. He 
wanted her, he decided, he wanted to fuck her ... and right now! 

He walked over to her, sitting relaxed in the love seat, and took her glass, 
setting it down on the small table beside her. She looked up surprised and 
opened her mouth as if to protest, but Roger quickly bent down and fastened 
his mouth over her warm soft lips, stifling any protestations she might have 
made. At first she recoiled in surprise, then relaxed and gave herself over 
to the enjoyment of the kiss. But Roger broke the kiss too soon, she 
thought, and sat beside her in the plushy stuffed love seat. 

Again he kissed her, his tongue shooting forward deep into her throat until 
she thought she'd choke. She struggled for her breath, then caught it. She 
relaxed again, and gave herself up to the little darts of pleasure shooting 
through her body. She felt a tingling between her legs, the beginning of a 
moistness that she could hardly comprehend. 

Roger's hands then moved to her shoulders, and slid slowly down to the ripe 
mounds of her breasts. Very gently, he kneaded the melon-shaped orbs, then 
teased the already protruding buds of her nipples through her uniform with 
rolling and pinching motions, until she mewled softly with the exquisite 
pleasure she was deriving from the manipulations. 

His hand now stole down to her knee, then moved rapidly upward along her 
inner thigh until he could feel the, soft tangle of pussy hair under her 
little bikini panties. She spread her legs wide, holding her thin panty 
crotch band aside, inviting his lewd access, and with no hesitation his 
fingers began to explore the warm wet territory of her cunt. Roger's fingers 
rubbed harder at the sensually moistened lips of her pussy under the skimpy 
bikini panties. Then his hand left that cock-stirring warmth, and he hooked 
his fingers into the narrow elastic waistband of her panties and tugged 
insistently on them. She raised up, and her panties slid easily down under 
her firm ripe buttocks, and he dropped them on the carpet at her feet. 

"Oh, Roger," Darlene murmured, holding his head close to her breast so that 
he could hear her lust-quickened heartbeat, "w-what are you doing?" 

He knew what he was doing, and what he wanted to do ... more than anything 
else in the world! He wanted to cover her lewdly squirming body with hot wet 
kisses! He wanted to taste the rich, womanly aroma of her from head to foot. 
He wanted to make her cum from just the contact of his mouth, his ups, his 
tongue and teeth nibbling, sucking, licking, driving her crazy! 

Roger reached behind her and unzipped her uniform, slipping it off her 
shoulders, then urging her to raise her hips off the seat, and slid it the 
remaining way under her, dropping it to join her panties on the floor. He 
then made her slide down in the chair until her milk-white ass cheeks were 
perched right on the edge. He knelt on the floor between her slender thighs, 
almost drooling with hunger at the pinkly glistening jewel of her 
gold-fringed pussy right before his eyes. With his hands cupping her 
buttocks, he pulled her loins closer to his mouth. 

He moved slowly, but unceasingly, licking wetly up the insides of her thighs 
toward the tempting little triangle of her cunt, inhaling the musky scent of 
her softly moistening pussy flesh, and wanting to taste it, tongue it, 
swallow it. 

"Oh, my God ... Do it ... Do it ... !" Darlene pleaded, grasping his head in 
her hands and jutting her pelvis lewdly upward, as if she couldn't wait for 
the searing penetration of his tongue into her steaming pussy. Roger looked 
at the sparse champagne curls that partially hid the wet pink lips of her 
cunt. He had never in his entire life been so hungry for sex! It was almost 
as if this were his first fuck, and Darlene were a pristine virgin who was 
unattainable, untouchable, but finally his! 

His tongue worked rapidly in toward its target, licking her thighs, moving 
ever closer to the hot little splitting of flesh where he knew he could find 
the consuming lust he was seeking. 

He spread her slender cunt lips with his thumbs as his fingers spread out 
over her thighs. Then, with a deep breath of the young nurse's 
desire-scented loins, the young law student inserted his tongue, with a 
maddening slowness, into the moist musky opening of her pussy. 

Darlene's firm full body lurched nakedly upward to meet his electrifying 
tongue-thrust. She was groaning and gasping for breath now, and Roger's 
recently-awakened penis lurched suddenly into semi-hardness. She actually 
wanted him to lick her pussy, and then, obviously, to drive his cock deep 
inside her cunt and screw her good! Christ! He dug his tongue deeper into 
the whimpering blonde's wildly quivering pussy. 

Roger Jefferson felt his young wife's body tremble and heard her gasps of 
joy, and then the pretty young woman snuggled her cunt even closer to his 
obscenely probing tongue. She then began to quicken the thrusting of her 
hips, and her long slender legs raised to wrap themselves up around his 
neck, her calves pulling his head closer to speed his tongue as she 
approached her climax. 

"Oh God ... Suck me ... Suck ... Suck ...SUCK ... !" she gasped as her inner 
pussy began to contract as surge after surge of orgasmic release swept over 
her helplessly shuddering body, releasing wave after wave of warm moist cum 
inside her vaginal sheath to come seeping out from between the hair-lined 
lips of her cunt. Her legs tightened and relaxed convulsively around his 
head, and her hands held firmly to his hair, tugging at it almost painfully, 
as Roger continued to soothe and caress her trembling inner flesh with his 
lips, his tongue and teeth. 

He paused after a few moments and half rose, leaning up over her lewdly 
slumped form to claim her beautiful mouth with his own. He hadn't had this 
dizzying feeling for quite awhile, he knew, as her tongue tangled lustfully 
with his own, sucking it deep into the warm wet cavern of her mouth. Her 
arms pulled him to her, and he managed to slide his pants and shorts off as 
he relaxed his body over her naked flesh. Immediately, Darlene's eyes were 
drawn to and locked upon the lust-purpled length of Roger's massively erect 
penis as it stood out from his loins at a menacing angle. As it throbbed 
there between her slender white legs, she felt a tremor of delicious horror 
fuse with her passion. It looked bigger tonight than it had ever been! 

Her young law student husband poised himself above her, holding his rigid 
shaft of lust-aroused male flesh in one hand while Darlene opened the 
moisture-beaded petals of her cunt with her fingers. He looked down lewdly 
as he inserted his bulbously throbbing cock-head into her tight vaginal 
opening, thrilling at the lewd sight of his angry red rod of flesh 
disappearing up into the prettily ova led little orifice. Then, with a 
lingering delight, he began to slowly push into the warm wet slit, and he 
let his weight down on her gently. 

Darlene's trembling pink flesh absorbed his penis to the hilt as she 
contracted the inner muscles of her pussy in a gently nibbling rhythm. Then, 
as her handsome husband began a marked cadence of thrusts and withdrawals, 
they both wallowed in the sensuous pleasure suffusing throughout their 
loins. Almost dreamily, the young student kept pushing his blood-engorged 
cock into her as deep as it would go, then withdrawing It slowly, clinging 
to each tiny second of delight that the lustful friction provided. 

The young nurse reached down and began to gently massage his sperm-filled 
testicles in the cup of her palm, and Roger thought he would soon explode 
from the delightful sensations. He began to speed up the tempo of his 
plunging cock, and the young golden-haired wife responded in kind. She 
hooked her heels behind his hips and thrust her pelvis up to meet his with 
each hard desperate lunge he made between her welcoming thighs. 

Roger Jefferson's brain screamed with victorious exhilarations as he slammed 
his big thick cock up into the curvaceous young blonde's upturned pussy. 
This time, he knew, he wouldn't let her down ... He'd make her cum! 

Never in her entire life had she felt such rapturous excitement. Her whole 
body quivered like a pressure-taut bow string in lustful ecstasy. She loved 
it ... all of it. 

Roger gaped down at the glistening shaft of his cock sliding rhythmically in 
and out of Darlene's sweetly contracting little cunt and concentrated on the 
feel of her liquid warmth accepting him like a clasping oiled glove. 

Her whole body responded to him with a squirming wantonness that snapped his 
lust crazed mind. Dropping his head again, the young husband's mouth sought 
her lips and he kissed her feverishly, thrusting his tongue into her mouth 
to be sucked. Then, with a wild depravity of her own, Darlene began to grind 
her smoothly flaring hips up to meet him in a lewd and rhythmic cadence to 
his plunging rod of flesh. 

Her face was contorted with the intensity of her passion, her eyes were 
glassy, her nostrils flared, her breath coming in short, jerky pants, as she 
pounded her pelvis against him in the age-old ritual of sex. Now, moving 
with him, sliding her eager young vagina madly up and down on his throbbing 
hot shaft, she found the intensity of her sensations multiplied, and she 
wanted to give back as much as she was receiving. Oh, dear God ... It's ... 
It's utterly fantastic! ... Let it go on ... forever ... His big cock ... 
fucking me ...fucking me ... fucking ... FUCKING! her mind chanted 
endlessly. 

Then, as they sensed that their mutual climax was near, their hot mouths met 
once again, tongues battling furiously, their bodies threshing about wildly 
in the throes of sexual perfection. Darlene moaned aloud in her ecstasy. 
"Oh, Roger, it's so good ... so wonderful ... I'm cumming ... Fuck me, 
Lover, fuck me ... FUCK ME ... AAAaauuurrrggghh!!! 

Roger's lust-hardened member was plunging in and out of her pussy rapidly 
now, his breath coming in hoarse gasps, as low, animal-like grunts issued 
from his throat. In a violent finish, he began to raise a bit higher with 
each stroke, slamming his aching cock deep into her, the strokes quick, 
hard, and sure. 

The lusciously built young wife cried out again, as she felt her law student 
husband's white-hot semen begin to shoot into her moistly yielding pussy, 
and her long fingernails raked his back as she tried to pull him even closer 
to her. They struggled to drain the last drop of pleasure from their 
tempestuous union, and finally all motion ceased as they lay quietly, Roger 
now half-lying on Darlene's still obscenely hunched body in the overstuffed 
love seat, and his deflating penis still buried to the hilt in her wetly 
throbbing pussy. 

Then, she felt him slip softly' from her vagina. 

"Christ, that was good, honey," she heard the compliment for the second time 
that day. "Thanks a lot!" He got up then, stepping into his trousers, and 
leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. 

He turned then, and moved down the hall. "I think I'll go take a nap," he 
threw back over his shoulder at her as he headed for the bedroom. "Wanna 
come?" 

"No thanks, darling," she replied, sitting up to watch as he walked down the 
hallway. 

For a single fleeting instant, Darlene debated the relative merits of 
telling Roger about what had happened today at the clinic, then decided 
quickly against it. After all she reasoned, a girl shouldn't have to tell 
her husband everything especially, she promised herself, since I won't ever 
do it again! 

Chapter 7 

The following morning, Darlene awakened happily and began to dress silently 
in the predawn darkness. Beside her, Roger slept the sleep of the dead, 
exhausted as he was from three weeks of steady cramming. 

She was still ashamed of her weakness the previous day at the Parker Clinic 
and had every intention of quitting her job when she arrived that morning. 
Now that Roger was able to function again, she had no more need for 
daydreams or Lionel Parker. 

Not that she hadn't enjoyed it all, she admitted to herself, but now she 
would have her needs taken care of at home, at least until school started 
again, and she'd worry about that time when it came. 

Her mind made up, she tiptoed down the hallway and into the kitchen. She put 
on the pot and sat down at the table, half-listening for the sound of the 
coffee perking as her mind drifted back over the events of the past two 
days. 

She could still visualize clearly her employer, Lionel Parker's, long, 
thick, throbbing cock as it poised at the entrance to her hungrily accepting 
vagina. And also permanently imprinted on her brain was the most erotic 
scene she had ever seen, or would probably ever see in her entire life ... 
Her first pornographic movie, with a blonde girl who looked surprisingly 
like herself being forced to submit to the most obscene acts she'd ever seen 
or heard of ... and to witness, also for the first time, the act of 
intercourse in such explicit detail, to see the many masks of lust that 
distorted the faces of Harold and Anne Ballard. And, just thinking about it 
all again made the delicate hair-lined lips of her pussy flower open to 
allow the throbbing pink bud of her clitoris to slip wetly out into the 
moistly creaming slit.... 

The sound of the rapidly perking coffee boiling over brought Darlene back to 
the present, and she hastily rose and moved over to the stove and removed 
the pot from the burner, a startled gasp escaping from her lips as some of 
the hot liquid splashed. onto her hand. She let the morning coffee perk for 
a few moments, then poured herself a cup, downing it in small tentative 
sips. A glance at the kitchen clock told her that she had an hour yet before 
she was due to leave for work, and she padded quietly through the living 
room to the front door and retrieved the morning newspaper from the welcome 
mat. Another cup of coffee and the complete perusal of the paper hastened 
the passing of time, and her second glance at the clock caused her to 
exclaim in surprise. 

The young nurse rushed into the bathroom and quickly applied her makeup, 
then ran a brush through her long blonde hair, and grabbed her lightweight 
coat as she ran out the door on her way to the car. 

The roads were already packed with the early morning rush hour traffic, and 
she concentrated on maneuvering her car swiftly and expertly through the 
congested streets and intersections. Only once on her way to work did she 
reconsider her decision to terminate her work at the Parker Clinic, but, 
shaking her head in the negative, she quickly reaffirmed her previous 
resolution. There was nothing else she could do in the circumstances, she 
acknowledged, at least not with a clear mind, and she would stick with it! 

* * * 

"Good morning, Doctor Parker," Jenny smiled seductively at her handsome 
employer as he entered his private inner office through the back door. 
"You're here early this morning, aren't 

"Morning, Jenny," he replied to her timely greeting. He extracted a handful 
of medical records from his special filing cabinet. "I have some things to 
do before my first appointment, Jenny," he hinted for her to leave. 

"Oh?" Her curiosity was overwhelming. 

"Yes, Jenny," he resigned himself to satisfying her womanly interest. "I'm 
having one of my `special' patients in this morning ... Dick Jenkins." 

"Dick Jenkins!" she exclaimed. "Isn't that the super fat guy that's been in 
a couple of times ... the one with a cock like a horse?" she remembered. 

"Yes, that's him," Parker answered. "But, in addition to being obese and 
hung, he also indulges in a special practice ... he likes Greek." 

Jenny's jaw dropped in astonishment. "With a prick like that, and his 
specialty is Greek! ... How in the world are you going to fix him up?" 

Lionel Parker's face broke into a very secret smile. "Don't worry, Jenny ... 
I have something in mind ... something very special, indeed!" 

Chapter 8 

"Good morning, Darlene ... Are you rested and ready for another day?" Dr. 
Lionel Parker's face broke into a deceptively kind smile. "I hope you are, 
my dear, because we have some interesting patients coming in today." 

"Uh, good morning, Doctor Parker," Darlene couldn't meet his eyes, and she 
glanced down at her shoes like a shame-faced kid caught doing something 
wrong. God, she thought desperately, is this ever going to be hard to do ... 
I know he won't like it one bit! She determinedly set her shoulders, and 
marched into his private inner office, quietly shutting the door behind her. 
"Doctor Parker, if you have a moment, I'd like to talk to you." 

"Certainly, Darlene," he leaned back in his chair. "What did you want to 
talk to me about?" 

"Well, uh ... I don't want you to think I'm ungrateful, Doctor. I really do 
like the job and the Clinic is just beautiful to work in ... And I really 
appreciate the fact that you didn't hold my inexperience in years on the job 
against me But, I just can't work here any more. I'm afraid I'm going to 
have to quit!" 

The smile faded a little from his thin sardonic face. "Oh, really?" He 
pushed his chair back from the desk. "Why?" 

"I, uh-" 

"Does it have anything to do with what happened yesterday?" 

"A little, Doctor ... plus, my husband doesn't want me to work!" she blurted 
out the rash lie. 

"Oh, really?" he repeated, plainly showing his disbelief at her white lie. 
"Why not?" 

Darlene stammered aimlessly as she tried to think of a coherently convincing 
reason in answer to his question. She finally gave up and replied, "Because 
he doesn't want me working anymore!" She glared at him defiantly, squirming 
slightly under his direct, steady gaze. 

"And what if I don't want you to quit?" 

"I don't care. Doctor Parker, I won't work you can't make me!" 

"Oh? Are you sure? ... Would you like to reconsider, Darlene?" He smiled at 
her, a gentle understanding smile that made her feel ashamed of her 
defiance. 

"No!" She kept up the brave front, knowing that if she softened in response 
to the apparently sincere concern that was evident on his face, she would 
lose her determination and give in to him. 

"That's too bad, Darlene ... too bad, indeed!" He reached down and pulled 
out the bottom desk drawer, retrieving a plain manila envelope which he 
threw onto the desk in front of her. "Look at that," he stated flatly. 

"W-What?" For some unknown reason, she became nervous and confused. 

"I said, look in that envelope!" he spat at her, a distinctly menacing look 
suffusing his thin face with deviltry. 

Her slender white hand shook as she reached it out slowly and grasped the 
innocuous-looking envelope. She turned it over and examined it carefully, 
but there was nothing to tell her what was contained within. 

"Open it, my dear," she heard Lionel Parker say softly, no longer angered 
now that she was compliant. "Open it and see what's inside." 

With trembling fingers, she quickly undid the metal clasp and folded back 
the flap, reaching inside to remove some flat white objects-a small stack of 
them-which turned out to be snapshots. She shuffled through them, her look 
of troubled curiosity changing to incredulous dismay, then to shock and 
hateful anger. 

"I-I You You `"she stammered hopelessly. "These ... These are pictures of 
you and me, when we were ... were ..." She stared at him in helpless rage, 
too shocked to be able to think or say anything clearly. All she could think 
of was that there was no evident way out of this mess ... no way at all! 

"Were you about to say, when we were fucking yesterday?" the doctor 
questioned sadistically, a cruelly lecherous smile on his face. 

"N.No, I mean, yes!" She was frightened to death, wondering what he wanted, 
but she didn't dare ask. 

"Pretty good pictures, aren't they? I personally think they are quite well 
taken." 

"How were these taken? ... There was nobody in the room with us ... there 
couldn't have been!" 

"You're right, Darlene. There was no one in that room with us ... but a 
two-way mirror can work both ways!" he hinted. 

"T-These photographs," she stammered incredulously, "who took them?" 

"Jenny did, my dear," he responded. Then, at her shocked look, "Does that 
surprise you?" 

Words failed her as her face reddened in shame and anger, but she managed to 
spit out, "So she's in on it, too! I thought she was my friend ... the 
little bitch!" 

"That's a little harsh, wouldn't you say, Darlene? After all-" 

"You bastard!" 

Dr. Lionel Parker merely smiled. 

"W-What do you want in return for the negatives?" the young blonde nurse 
asked coldly. 

"What?" 

"You are blackmailing me, aren't you, Doctor? How much do you want for the 
negatives?" 

"Well, you are right about the blackmail, but I don't want money." 

"What do you want then?" 

Very slowly, his lecherous eyes roved up and down her body, lewdly 
appreciating the perfection of her figure. "You." 

"Me? But-" 

"I want your cooperation, Darlene." 

"Oh. Why?" she was suspicious. 

"As you are aware, I have special patients, and one of them is here now. I 
want you to help with his therapy." 

"Therapy?" 

"Yes. You will partner him in his session ... in any sexual act he wishes to 
indulge in today." 

"You're ... You're insane!" 

"Am I?" he smiled at her. 

"W-What if I refuse?" 

"Then your punk of a husband will get a set of prints ... Maybe the Dean of 
his school, too!" he added as an afterthought. 

"You're Filthy!" 

Lionel Parker shrugged it off with an easy grin. "It's your choice, 
Darlene," he responded to her red-faced rage. 

Darlene Jefferson slumped back in her chair, defeated. "Alright," she 
conceded to his wishes, "I'll do it." 

"Good! Now, if you'll come over here with me ... your patient is in the 
special examination room ... you can see him through the m mirror," he led 
her toward the piece of glass set into the wall. 

"Oh, my God!" she blurted out at the sight of the still-clothed blimp that 
was a man. "Oh, no!" She was physically nauseated by the sight of the 
obscene rolls of fat that made up the man, and she shivered in disgust at 
the thought of being touched by him. But she knew that she would still go 
through with it. She had to ... or her whole world would be torn down around 
her ears. After all, she consoled herself, it is for Rogers sake ...! 

* * * 

"Good morning, Mr. Jenkins," the lovely young blonde nurse addressed the 
obese man sitting in the special examination room. "My name is Darlene ... 
and I'm going to be your partner in today's session!" She smiled at him, and 
seductively started lowering the zipper of her uniform. "By the way, Dick, 
Doctor Parker said for us to just go right on ahead and do whatever you 
want, and he'll join us in a little while." 

The fat man stared open-mouthed as the alluring young woman proceeded to 
strip out of her clothes, first stepping out of her uniform, then reaching 
back to unsnap her bra, letting the full firm mounds burst free to jiggle 
and sway proudly as she bent over with her back to him, and then she very 
slowly peeled her tiny bikini panties down over the swell of her buttocks 
until he could see the soft golden down of her pubic hair peeking out 
between her legs. 

Dick Jenkins felt the long hose of his cock begin to jerk rapidly into life, 
and by the time Darlene had turned around to face him, there was a new and 
strangely lively bulge under his slacks in the vicinity of his groin. 
Immediately, Darlene approached him rapidly, here eyes lighting upon and 
glued to the exciting, pulsing mass that she knew was his cock. 

Doctor Parker had not told her much about this man, and she was only 
guessing when she estimated how long his cock must be. Oh God! she thrilled. 
It must be huge! Lewdly, she dropped to her knees in front of him, then 
reached out and caressed the bulge in his pants. 

"Take your cock out! I want to see it! Go on, take it out for me!" she 
hissed suddenly. 

"Shit!" the fat man choked, fumbling at the zipper and reaching inside to 
unleash his huge length of thick, heavy-veined hardness. His beady little 
eyes burned with lust as he watched her sudden intake of breath, her pretty 
young face flushing with intense desire, her avid stare looking on the 
exposed, jerking rod of rigid cock-flesh. 

Darlene senses the hot wetness seeping from her stimulated pussy, while her 
loins and belly began to seethingly jerk inside at the obscenely provoking 
sight of his naked, long thick cock extended toward her from his lap. 
Christ, it was even bigger and harder than she had thought. And as she 
hungrily filled her lust-gleaming eyes with the sight, Dick began to lewdly 
work its thick foreskin back and forth over the bulbously growing head until 
little drops of thin white liquid oozed from the tiny split at its tip! 

"Good Lord! It's the biggest cock I've ever seen on a man!" she groaned. 
softly, her slender white hand quickly darting out to grasp the hot, 
thrusting rod of hardness. 

"Oh, Jesus!" Darlene heard him vilely choke out at the feel of her clutching 
hand, but she hardly cared what emotions she was raising in him. It was her 
own wild passion she selfishly intended to satisfy. Eagerly, she began to 
work its heavy foreskin back and forth as the big man grunted and thrust his 
hips obscenely forward. 

The sudden movement caused the thick layer to skin lewdly back, until the 
smooth, wet glans were naked before her face. Excitedly, she leaned forward 
and with a snake-like swipe of her greedy little tongue, licked away the 
warmly seeping drops of his escaped semen before ova ling her full lush lips 
to slide smoothly and wetly up over his eagerly pulsating cock-head, the 
sweaty smell of his loins invading her nostrils. 

Dick Jenkins sucked in his breath from the hot, moistly clinging sensation 
of her inner mouth cheeks around his hardness, chills rippling upward along 
his spine, another grunting oath escaping him. He could see her eyes filming 
over with erotically rising desire as she slid her already intently sucking 
mouth farther onto the hot vibrance of his painfully swollen cock, her 
softly working lips enclosing its pulsating head in a moist, burning 
pressure locking tightly around it! 

"Goddamn!" he grunted, gaping down at her outwardly bloated cheeks, abruptly 
reaching forward to clutch her hardened, nippled breasts, their smooth 
resilient flesh yielding hotly beneath his kneading fingers. Jesus Christ, 
he could hardly believe it.! Here he was, sitting in the examining room 
while this young nurse was actually sucking his cock while he played with 
her lush naked tits, their tiny pebble-hard nipples searing into the palms 
of his hands like flowing hot coals. 

He forcibly suppressed a desire to thrust his desire-hardened penis all the 
way down her smooth warm throat. Instead, he sat back in the chair, keeping 
his thickened cock shoved tight between her clinging lips. He almost felt 
sure the luscious blonde would choke from the sheer size of the throbbing 
shaft disappearing between her roundly ova led lips. But instead she began 
sucking at it rapaciously as though she had waited through all eternity for 
this moment. 

Dick began a slow, rhythmic fucking motion into her open mouth. He watched 
her cheeks puff outward as he wormed his cock slowly in, then hollow as he 
slithered his cock back on the outstroke. The fat sex clinic patient let the 
throbbing glans lay for a spine-tingling second on the tip of her warm, 
saliva-moistened tongue. 

Darlene's eyes were half-closed and glazed with a wild ecstatic look that 
made the blood pound heavily through his aroused rod of flesh. `"Oh, suck 
me! ... Run your tongue over my prick!" Dick Jenkins and thrust deep into 
her throat, making her cough and sputter for breath. 

But she didn't stop sucking on him for a moment. "MMMmmmmmm, yesssssss," she 
gurgled. "I love sucking you off!" 

The lovely young sex clinic nurse fingered the swollen sac of his testicles, 
sending wild pulses of pleasure through his cock-shaft as she wormed her 
tongue around the hard rubbery edge, tickling the sensitive ridge beneath 
`the hugely expanding head. She was sucking him like a wild woman! The 
deeply plunging pole of male flesh seemed to vanish into a lewd lengthening 
fusion of Darlene's face as Dick Jenkins tightened his buttocks muscles and 
drove in harder ... deeper yet! 

Suddenly, the obese man pushed her away, his monstrous cock popping noisily 
from her wide stretched lips. "That's enough, baby," he growled down at her. 
"Now I wanna fuck you ... so getup on that damn table over there!" 

Wordlessly, Darlene did as she was told. She was overcome by lust now, and 
she could hardly control herself as she waited for his next move. 

"Get up on your hands and knees" he ordered as he laboriously climbed upon 
the exceptionally large examination table behind her, "we're gonna do it 
dog-style!" 

"Oh, yeses!" she hissed back at him. "Fuck me, Dick! Fuck my pussy hard and 
deep!" 

"Pussy? What pussy? I ain't fuckin' no lousy pussy, baby! I'm gonna fuck 
your asshole!" he crowed lustily. 

My asshole! Oh God, NO! 

Thoroughly frightened now, the young blonde tried to jump off the table, but 
a vicious smack of his beefy hand against her smooth creamy buttocks 
convinced her she should remain where she was. 

He reached out towards her then, and kneaded her flesh toughly, running his 
hands along her sides and dropping to the smoothly rounded half-moons of 
her' buttocks. He pulled them cruelly apart, straining the dark trembling 
crevice that lay hidden there unbearably. The young nurse's moans of fear 
and pain only incensed him further, and a deep ache gnawed incessantly at 
his loins, causing his cock to feel as if it were on fire, and his testicles 
felt heavy and full. 

His big beefy hands furiously kneaded her quivering flesh while his brain 
became more and, more inflamed with lustful desire. Lewdly he ran his hand 
up the inside of her thigh, all the way to her wetly shivering cunt, and she 
pulled back instinctively from his unwanted touch as his fingers tightened 
even harder on her quivering pussy flesh. "Keep still, goddamn it!" he 
snapped. 

He grabbed hold of the throbbing length of his cock then, and guided it 
towards the cringing split between her satin-smooth ass cheeks. The huge 
bulbous head was flushed purple with the suppressed blood of his lascivious 
desire, and as he trailed it along the moist dark crevice, a chill of 
forbidden pleasure lurched through his flabby fat body. His middle finger 
began to circle luridly around the crinkled hairless opening of her anus and 
his eyes bulged `with perverted excitement as he stared at the tiny brown 
orifice. He began to prod at it, jabbing his finger against its rubbery 
resisting surface. 

"Oh, please stop that, Dick ... don't do that," she begged, horrified by 
what he was doing to her. 

But her plea was like a green light to the fat man, and without further 
hesitation he rammed his middle finger into the tightly clenched ring. 

"Owww! Please stop ... pleeease!" 

But Dick was oblivious to her cries as he' screwed harder into the dark 
tight passage, feeling the ridged inner membrane closing in like a rubber 
band around his intruding finger. Desperately, Darlene tried to wriggle her 
impaled buttocks free of his finger, but her every frantic movement only 
served to allow him deeper illicit entry into her forbidden depths. Shame 
surged through her, and her face crimsoned from the realization of what this 
fat stranger was doing to her. He's crazy, she told herself again and again, 
and it was her only consolation. Nothing else could explain his obscene 
gesture ... something she had never dreamed he'd do to her. 

Jesus, she's really tight, Dick thought as he finally began to withdraw his 
finger from her virginal rectum. His cock was now pounding heavily, the 
surface flushed and quivering and little pinpricks of licentious pleasure 
were stabbing at his feverish flesh. His brain urged him on to put into 
practice the salacious thoughts which were fermenting in his deepest 
consciousness and he was filled with uncontrollable bravado. All he wanted 
to do was subjugate her in the most debased way possible ... to fuck her in 
the ass! 

Darlene crouched on the table in agony of fear, the pain in her ravaged 
rectum burning throughout her loins. Then, once again, she felt his hands 
crawling over her trembling buttocks and felt them being pulled and forced 
apart cruelly. 

"Oh, please, Dick ... you're hurting me!" 

The clinic patient smiled sadistically, his lips drawn taut over his teeth. 

"You ain't felt nothin' yet, baby!" 

The young nurse's blood ran cold and her heart nearly stopped. Then she felt 
the unmistakable contact of his hard spongy cock-head against her finger 
spread ass cheeks and a chill of paralyzing horror ran through her vunerably 
pinioned body. Oh dearr God, please don't let him do that ... it isn't human 
... he'll kill me! 

Dick positioned his massively swollen cock at the tiny shivering aperture of 
the young nurse's anus and he felt perversely exhilarated at the sight of 
the appalling difference in circumference. He flexed his hips forward in an 
exploratory nudging and he heard his defenseless victim whimper with new 
pain. 

"Oh, please don't Dick ... don't do this to me!" 

"Quit whining, bitch ... it ain't gonna do you any good!" 

His eyes nearly popping out of his head with sadistic pleasure, the fat ugly 
man tightened his savage grip on her hips and surged forward with all the 
strength of his pent-up lust. 

"AAAUUUGGGHHH ... OH, GOD, STOP!" 

Darlene cried out as a sheet of blinding pain enveloped her. Desperately, 
she tried to pull her imprisoned buttocks down and away from the savage 
attack, but escape was impossible. She was a slavish victim to this ugly 
man's cruelty and there was nothing or nobody to save her from this awful 
outrage. She sobbed piteously as he thrust harder against her futilely 
resisting anus. Pain exploded in blinding bursts throughout her distorted 
body and she suddenly wished she could die, anything to be spared from this 
terrible crime that he was so wantonly perpetrating on her. 

Dick Jenkins' face flushed from his exertions and he was beginning to think 
that he could never storm the barricade of her virginal asshole, but he 
couldn't admit defeat. Summoning up all his strength, he charged forward 
like a rampaging bull and finally succeeded in embedding his blood-bloated 
cock head in the tight, clinging opening. 

"Oh God, you're' killing me! YOU'RE GOING TO SPLIT ME IN TWO!" Darlene 
groaned as she felt her rectum cleaved by the ruthless penetration of Dick's 
lust-engorged cock. 

"Quit fighting it, damnit!" he gasped between clenched teeth as he strove to 
insert more and more of his passion-hardened penis in her warm rubbery 
rectal depths. He hadn't realized it would be quite this difficult to fuck 
her in the ass. He knew she was small, but not this small! 

Darlene felt as if she'd been crippled for life. Her loins were on fire with 
pain and she was sure her rectum was torn and bleeding. But her physical 
lacerations were nothing to the anguish she was suffering mentally. She felt 
bathed in shame and degradation, sure she could never look the world in the 
face again. This man was acting like some kind of animal and making her the 
defenseless victim of his illicit desire. Never in all her life had she 
dreamed of such a thing happening to her, and she moaned aloud, tears 
running in streams down her cheeks. 

Dick Jenkins heard her sobs and felt intoxicated with the evidence of his 
masculine power. Inch by inch he was succeeding in sinking his blood-heavy 
cock up into her sorely stretched back passage. He could feel the bruised 
inner flesh slowly giving way to his superior strength and in a few minutes, 
it would be all the way in! 

He gasped triumphantly as the sperm-laden sac of his balls slapped wetly 
against the cheeks of her helplessly upturned buttocks. "There!" he grinned 
evilly. "I got all my cock up in your ass now!" 

The young blonde nurse cringed from his obscene words as much as from the 
overwhelming pain of his complete impalement. She was past caring now 
anyway. It was no use resisting. Struggles were futile against his strength 
and nothing, could turn him from his lascivious desire, she realized. She 
could only endure the mortification he was heaping on her, just as she had 
to bear the terrible pain he was causing her by this savage assault on her 
rectum. 

Dick held his lust-inflated cock inside her for a moment, feeling 
triumphantly victorious, excited by the sight of this young nurse completely 
powerless against his wishes. He had subjugated and degraded her in a way 
which she'd never forget. 

He began to withdraw his long hard cock, easing it slowly out of the still 
dry passage, wringing fresh groans of pain from her. With just the 
lust-bloated head still embedded in the tight sphinctrical ring, he rammed 
forward again, this time regardless of her futile resistance. A tiny amount 
of inner secretions helped him to establish a slow laborious rhythm as he 
began to fuck in and out of her ass with savage sadistic strokes. 

Dick continued to battle against her upraised buttocks, sweeping her thighs 
aside with each flesh-splitting instroke. Suddenly, she wanted him to spew 
his white hot sperm into her forbidden depths. That, she knew, would be the 
only way she could be free of him. "Go ahead, you bastard!" she screamed.' 
"Kill me!" 

As the fat man sodomized her with brutal thrusts of his hose-like cock, 
Darlene became aware of a change coming over her. The pain she'd been 
feeling had begun to fade, and in its place she felt renewed excitement. 
Timidly at first, then with ever-increasing vigor, the beautiful young 
blonde fucked back against the monstrous cock that was reaming her backside. 

"Oh ... oh God, Dick, your cock's so big ... so long ... it's going to come 
right out my mouth!" she suddenly exclaimed, tossing her head from side to 
side and making her ripely full breasts quiver and bounce as they hung 
beneath her. Incredulous, weirdly erotic torment spread from the depths of 
her brutally invaded anus through out her body in every direction, and she 
thrust herself even harder up and down the length of his long hard shaft. 
Perspiring, she worked back to his vicous up thrusting stabs, feeling his 
bulbous blood-pulsing cock head probing deeper into the tender, quivering 
bowels of her belly. Good God ... nothing had ever been more debasingly 
satiating! 

From his kneeling position behind her, Dick Jenkins lustfully stared at the 
obscene sight. He watched the long throbbing length of his cock vanishing up 
into the painfully stretched opening of her rectum. The reddish, 
inflamed-looking inner flesh clinging to his pulsing veined shaft obscenely 
intrigued him as she fucked it in and out of her. It appeared and 
disappeared with the mind bending back and forth movements of her smoothly 
rounded white hips, the tightly ova led brown sheath grasping and smothering 
it as if she never intended to let it free again. 

Christ! At first, he thought, the pressure had been almost unbearable, but 
now it was just rubbery tight and wildly stimulating, the type of potent 
influence that promised to draw the boiling cum right out of his bloated 
balls with the ferocity of squirting, molten lead at every stroke! 

He could feel his cock growing, burgeoning deep up inside the lovely nurse's 
asshole. He could feel the tension mounting in his sperm-filled balls that 
smacked against her clitoris below. Oh shit! He was near the end, his final 
explosion that would send the ultimate joy shooting through him when at last 
he emptied his sperm far deep up inside the young blonde's receptively 
clinging rectum. 

And he knew that the beautiful young sex clinic nurse in spite of her pain, 
and her initial, resistance to this fucking he was inflicting on her-was 
about to cum. Her face was contorted with her obscene lust eyes were 
half-closed, but filmed with her intense passion. 

"Oh, dear God!" she cried in her mounting lust "I'm almost there ... !" 

"I'm not far behind ya ... Oh, shit! ... AAAUUURRRGGGHHH!" he bellowed out 
his climax as his white-hot sperm shot the length of his rigid member to 
shoot into the deepest recess of her cock-filled ass. 

And through the mist of his orgasmic release, Dick Jenkins heard his lovely 
young partner, let out a long, low wail, hoarse with all her pent-up passion 
and lust, and he knew she had also reached her peak. And the two of them 
thrust once more against each other and then held there, their minds blank 
of anything else, their bodies all but consumed with their ecstasy. She was 
home free!" 

Chapter 9 

Darlene stretched languidly in the early morning sunshine, her slender white 
arm reaching out to touch the warm place her handsome young husband had just 
left vacant. She could hear his electric shaver whirring busily away in the 
bathroom. God, it hardly seemed like she'd quit her job a week ago already! 
With a self-satisfied yawn, the young golden haired wife slipped one tapered 
leg out from under the protective covering of the sheets, then sat up on the 
edge of the bed and shook the cobwebs from her tousled head. "Roger?" she 
called sleepily, slipping her pretty feet into a pair of satin mules, "why 
didn't you wake me, darling?" 

Instantly, the electric whir of the young law student's shaver stopped. "You 
say something, honey?" 

Darlene stood and slipped into her housecoat, a flickering smile of 
remembrance crossing her lips as she caught sight of the sexy new nighty 
she'd so hastily discarded the night before lying on the floor at her feet. 
"I said, why didn't you wake me up, darling ... I wanted to fix you a big 
breakfast before you took off for the first day of your last semester of law 
school!" 

"You looked so peaceful, I didn't want to wake you up," the young husband 
explained. "I've got some coffee on." 

"But, darling, you can't be studying on an empty stomach!" 

Roger's handsome face peeked in around the door at her. "Thought I'd just 
grab something in the Student Union," he smiled. 

"Anybody I know?" she teased, sticking her tongue out at him. 

Roger stepped up to her then, sweeping her up in his arms and kissing her 
full on the lips. 

"Put me down, or I'll scream rape!" she struggled. 

"Like you did last night when you were sucking me off?" he teased. 

"Oh, you!" 

Indeed, it had been glorious. The young husband didn't have the faintest 
idea what had gotten into his wife during the past week or so, but whatever 
it was, he wasn't about to complain about it. Christ, he almost had to make 
her quit sucking him these days so he could screw her! 

"Put me down so I can get you some breakfast, you pervert!" Darlene pounded 
his broad chest. 

Roger set his young wife down, then turned back to the bathroom to finish 
getting ready for school. "Two eggs over easy and a whole shit load of 
sausage ought a hold me `till lunch," he offered. 

"Orange juice? Hash browns?" 

"Yeah, let's live dangerously." 

"Yes, Master" 

Idly, Darlene walked into the tiny kitchen and began to place on the counter 
all the paraphernalia she would need to prepare the morning meal. She seldom 
bothered with breakfast herself, but it gave her a wholesome sense of 
well-being to cook for Roger. Indeed, after what she'd done behind her young 
husband's back, she felt an almost compulsive need to be the "model" wife 
and homemaker ... a need made painfully acute by the knowledge that 
eventually, inevitably, she would play around on him again. 

It wasn't that she didn't love him-God, Roger was her whole world, almost. 
It was just that well, she was a woman now ... a woman who understood her 
needs and limitations ... a woman who liked to supplement her now-beautiful 
sex life with her husband with something strange and Lewd and exciting! 

"How're the eggs coming, babe?" 

"I'm still working on the sausage, darling ... it'll just be a sec." 

"Honey, I'm going to be late," he warned, entering the kitchen fully 
dressed, combed, shaved and showered. 

"All set, darling," she smiled strangely up at him, scraping the last of his 
eggs onto a melmac plate. Roger stepped up behind her and nuzzled her neck. 
"Gee, you smell good, darling," she commented, melting back against him. 
"What've you got on?" 

"I've got a hard-on, Darlene," he teased, rubbing against her lightly-clad 
buttocks. "But, I didn't know you could smell it." 

Playfully, she stabbed her elbow back against his rock-hard stomach. "You'd 
better feed that homely fucking face of yours," she laughed. "You're going 
to be late, remember?" 

* * * 

Jenny Haywood caught the phone on the second ring. "Good morning," she sang 
happily into the receiver. "Parker Clinic." 

"Hi, Jenny, this is Darlene Jefferson." 

"Oh, hi, kid! ... Jeez, I never thought I'd be hearing from you again ... 
Not after the way you stomped out of here last week." 

There was a brief pause on the end of the line as Darlene cleared her 
throat. "Uh," she faltered, "that was ... childish of me ... I-Is Doctor 
Parker around?" 

"He hasn't come in yet, Darlene. Is it important?" 

"Well, yes ... I-I wanted to see if I could get my job back." 

It was Jenny's turn to clear her throat. "Uh, you're too late, kid," she 
said, "he's still pretty mad about your quitting and, well, he's got himself 
a new girl ... a redhead." 

"Oh?" Darlene swallowed disappointedly. 

"Hey, wait a see, kid," Jenny offered suddenly. "Doctor Kirapopolis is 
looking for a new girl for his clinic. It's over on Wilshire Boulevard and-" 

"Kirapopolis?" Darlene echoed. "What kind of name is that?" 

"Greek, honey," Jenny laughed. "Think you can handle it?" 

"Do you have his phone number ... ?" 


End
