THE WISH - "Uncontrollable Ecstasy"     
(part two of three)
   

     Mandy showed up at Bill's office for her check-up,
hopeful that she would be given a clean bill of health.  Her
two-week check-up had been a mixture of heaven and hell.
She didn't know what had come over her body.  It seemed to
have a mind of it's own.  Mandy had felt a full spectrum of
emotions; from embarrassment and shame to euphoria and lust.
'I've got to stay under control this week,' she thought,
'that was a one time betrayal of my body.'  Deep in her
heart Mandy's desire was to stay faithful to her husband and
better their marriage.  That was why she had gone through
with the boob job in the first place.  

     Since she couldn't have sex with Jack until the next
check-up, Mandy had used the week to see how others reacted
to her "new" body.  With her great looks, long legs and
perfect ass, she was used to getting whistles and double
takes whereever she went.  Now with her new 38D chest she
was stopping traffic.  Over the course of the week she stuck
to wearing tight tank tops with deep plunging necklines.
Her nipples, which were continually hard, as a side effect
to the augmentation, created a permanent thimble protrusion
on her shirts.  The extra bounce of her oversized chest,
with each step, made her feel frisky and vivacious. 'It's so
pathetic,' she thought on a short trip to the supermarket,
'how these men are so ruled by a few extra inches of fat
strategically placed!'  Heads jerked after passing by,
peaked over magazine racks, and peered from behind stacked
can displays.

     It had been major torture for her husband Jack.  She
had allowed him to soap up her firm nubile body and the big
tits he had dreamed about for so long, but hadn't been
allowed to get off.  Mandy had never felt his erection so
hard between the cheeks of her ass as he ran his hands up
and down her firm fleshy mounds.  He couldn't keep his hands
off them even though it was causing him so much pain and
heartache in the meantime.   "Mandy, my balls are so full
honey, I've gotta get off!" Jack moaned to her one night in
bed mid-week.  

     "I'm sorry, babe, it's the doctor's orders.  I'm sure
you can make it just a few more days.  Then this body will
be all yours for the taking...anytime you want it!"

     Bill turned the remote up to 2, as soon as he saw Mandy
show up at his office.  He had decided to let her warm up a
little out in the waiting room so she would be ready to go
once he brought her back.  Mandy felt her body start to
respond as she tried to ignore it by reading a magazine.
She was almost ready to get up and leave when she heard her
name called out by the receptionist.

     Bill didn't waste very much time after greeting her.
He noted that they had already been through most of the
tests and that he had consulted his manuals during the week
and thought it might be something rectally causing the
problems.  He turned the remote in his lab jacket up to 3,
as he asked her to disrobe, put her hands on the table in
front of her and spread her legs.  Mandy complied, all the
time wondering why she had to take off her shirt, while
watching Bill snap on his latex gloves.  She took her
position, spreading her legs wide and arching her back to
push her ass out provocatively toward the doctor.  'I might
as well give him a hard-on since he's putting me in this
position,' she grinned to herself, although still slightly
humiliated.  "I'm putting some lubrication on my finger to
make the entry as easy as possible," Bill said, "this should
only take a minute."

     Mandy's groin began to burn as she felt the involuntary
build-up of the first orgasm from the chip.  "Mmmmmmmmmmm,"
she moaned inwardly as she thrust her ass out further.  Bill
smiled wickedly at his friend's hot wife. 'She's perfect in
ever way and I'm gonna have my way with her again!'

     Bill spread Mandy's ass cheeks while slowly working his
index finger into her tight pink and puckered rectum.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" Mandy let out a screech as the
second orgasm exploded in her groin.  With his finger fully
into her ass, Bill reached around and started rubbing her
tits, alternating between squeezing them hard and pulling
the nipples out as far as he could.  "Ooooooooooh
yeeeeaaaahhhhh...be rough with my tits....gahhhhhhhhh I love
it!"

Bill continued pistoning his finger in and out of her ass as
he reached down to pull his throbbing eight-incher out of
his pants.  Pushing forward his rock hard cock slide between
her dripping pussy lips, not entering her, but sawing back
and forth at the entrance to her cunt.  "Oooooh
Biiillllll....that feels sooooo good...push your big cock
into me...I'm sooooo hot!"

     Bill couldn't resist teasing her a little more,  "How
bad do you want it baby....tell me."

     "My pussy is on fire Bill... come on...stop teasing
me...shove that big dick of yours into me!"  Mandy was
beside her self as Bill continued shoving his index finger
into her ass while sawing her pussy with his cock.  Her love
juices coating the full length of his cock and dripping down
his balls.  "Okay...baby...her it COMES!"
    
     Bill pulled his finger out of her ass... while grabbing
her at the point where her slim waist flared out into her
womanly hips...and shoved forward while pulling her back
into him.  "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"  Mandy orgasmed again her
head feeling light and airy.  Bill continued his pounding
for a full ten minutes as Mandy came and came.  Finally her
body drenched in sweat, Bill ran his hands up to the full
mounds he had created, squeezing firmly he pulled out of her
tight wet cunt with a pop, her pussy muscles trying to
swallow him, and drove forward into her "other" tight hole.
"OOOOOooooohhh...NOOOOooooooo... NOT MY ASS !!!"  Bill
grinned as he began his full ramming procedure all over
again, crushing her tits as he drove his hips forward
plunging his cock into her ass until his balls slapped
against the bottom of her firm cheeks.  The chip doing it's
work on her cunt caused her to relax her sphincter muscles
sooner than she otherwise would have and Bill felt the cum
boiling in his balls as he got ready to orgasm.  "I'm
cumming!" he shouted plunging fully into her ass to release
spurt after spurt of his thick white cum deep into her
bowels.   Mandy shook with her twelfth orgasm of the day as
her body fell forward collapsing on the examining table in
front of her.

     Bill's ass cheeks unclenched as he slowly pulled his
cock out of her bowels, fascinated that her asshole would
close so tightly after the intense pounding it had taken.
His cum was completely locked in, to dissipate over time
into her system. 

     "Bill? Is everything all right?"  

     "Yes, Mandy, it is.  For some reason you're just more
sexually charged than you were before the surgery.  But I'm
sure Jack won't mind.  Not a word of any of this to
anyone...okay."

     "No way...Jack would die if he knew what had gone on
here today...my lips are sealed."

     Bill drew a sigh of relief as Mandy left the office.
He had gotten away with it and fucked this babe good.  He
wished he could try it again, but why tempt fate.  If he got
caught banging a patient in his office, that could be his
medical license for good.

     Bill left the examination room and walked the short
distance down the hall to his office.  Hanging up his white
coat on the back of the door his heart skipped a beat at a
voice from the past.  "Well...well...well...if it isn't Bill
Anderson the titty doctor!"

     "Who the hell....?"  Bill whirled around in a panicked
startle.

     "Come on Bill, don't tell me you don't remember your
'ole buddy from college, Max Huntsman?" he sneered
sarcastically.

     Bill remembered Max quite vividly, not only in reality
but also from nightmares for many years after his last exit.
Bill personified the word asshole and intimidation.   At
6'-5" 250lbs Max was heavily muscled and fully trained in
the martial arts.  Bill had personally witnessed him
knocking a guy out with one punch in a bar room fight.         
   

Bill had a quick flashback to his Senior year in college
when he burst into Max's dorm room to find his fiance lying
on her back legs up spread in a wide "V."  Max was covering
almost her whole body pile driving his thick 12" cock into
his future wife's stretched pussy.  The graphic memory
brought back a rush of anger.

     "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Bill demanded
clenching his white knuckled fists.

     Max continued leaning back in the doctor's chair; his
fit still crossed, resting on the cherry oak desk.  "Now now
Doc...you shouldn't be yelling at someone with audio visual
of what I just saw going on in your office."  He grinned
wickedly, "It could get into the wrong hands...say the AMA,
the State Medical Examiners office, your wife."

     Bill's face scrunched up in obvious distress.  He sat
down on a chair in front of his desk and put his face in his
hands.  After a few moments, knowing the character of Max,
he raised his head slightly, still not looking him directly
in the eyes and said, "What do you want?"

     "What everybody wants Bill...life...liberty...and the
pursuit of happiness.  In this case, more of the later!"   

     "Specifically Max," Bill replied with mixed irritation
and frustration.

     "I want the controller I saw you fiddling with and want
to know how it works."

     "I can't give them to you, they're experimental."

     "Oh!  There's more than one?  I'll take them all right
now or a copy of this tape goes out to everybody.  You and
your practice will be finished.  And when everyone gets done
suing you, you'll be out on the street...no job, wife,
house, money...think about it."

     Bill new he had him by the balls.  The only thing he
could do was give the controllers over to Max and plead with
him not to use them in the wrong way.  After explaining how
Mandy's worked, he showed him Jack's.

     "This one is a little different," he started, "the
switch is set in the middle as a baseline.  If you move it
up to +1 or +2 it will stimulate the penis to erection.  If
you move it down to -1 or -2 it will cause either an erect
penis to go limp or a limp one to stay that way."

    "Whoooooaaaa boy! This is going to be fun.  I'm glad
there're geeks like you in the world to help us muscle-heads
have a fun time!"  "Thanks Bill, I'll mail you the tape when
I see that you gave me the right goods!"  With that he was
out the door.  The only fortunate thing was that Bill had
all ready given Jack a duplicate controller.  'Hopefully he
can have some fun before Max shows up,' Jack thought, 'at
least the evidence is out of my hands.'

     Jack was unbelievably excited.  Mandy had come back
from the doctor's office and said that she had been declared
fit to have sex and operate as normal.  While Mandy jumped
in the shower, Jack switched the controller up to 3 and then
hid it under his underwear in the top drawer.  His cock was
stiff as a board thinking about the chip starting to do it's
magic, when the phone rang.  

     "Hello......SHIT!" Jack yelled slamming down the
receiver.

     "What is it honey," Mandy sang from the shower.

     "Trouble back at the office," Jack cursed again pulling
up his pants, "I need to go in for a few minutes...be back
in an hour."  He slammed the door and headed out, forgetting
the controller and the fact that he had left it turned on.

     Mandy fell into a semi-trance as she felt that now
familiar feeling between her legs.  Working the soap into a
lather in her hands she slowly started massaging her
breasts; loving the feel of her firm new tits, the way they
stood up and out and the pointy hard nipples that were
causing so much attention.  "Oooooooh.....Mmmmmm" she moaned
freely in the shower, knowing no one was around.  She spread
her legs slightly and began working a finger across her
tingling clit as the other hand continued squeezing her
breasts harder, rubbing up and down the slippery soapy
slopes.  Backing against the wall to steady her self, Mandy
thrust her index finger into her wet pussy, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
She yelped as the first orgasm hit.  'I need Jack,' she
thought, 'I've got to have his dick in me!'  With the
subsiding orgasm her pussy continued to be on fire, the chip
warming up to it's level 3 state.

     Mandy grabbed a towel and barely made it to their
king-size bed, her legs wobbly and shaking as another orgasm
began to approach.  Laying back on the bed, spreading her
bent legs wide, Mandy began vigorously rubbing one of her
hands up and down the length of her slit while tugging hard
at her nipples with the other.  "OoooooohhAaaaaaaaaaaahhh!"
she cried out intensely, this orgasm more powerful than the
first.   

     Reaching over to her bedside phone she quickly punched
the speed dial for Jack's cell phone, before the next wave
of ecstasy could hit her.  "Come on...come on," she shouted
in frustration at the continual ringing in the phone, as a
more powerful orgasm began building.  

     "Hello," Jack spat into the phone, still frustrated by
the interruption that took him away from his wife.

    "Jack...I need youuuuuAaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" Mandy screamed
as the orgasm peaked and her body spasmed uncontrollably.

     "Honey?  What's going on?"

     There was no response, only the heavy panting and
sucking sounds of his wife, followed by a wet squishy sound
that Jack couldn't distinguish.  He had no way of knowing
that in her desperation, Mandy was rubbing the head of the
phone up and down her highly aroused and wet gash.  

     He heard a muffled moan and yelled into the phone,
"MANDY!"

     "...Honey...you have to come home now...I'm sooooo
horny...I need your hard cock in me now... Ooooh...baby, I'm
on the bed with my legs spread and my cunt is soooooo wet
for you..."

     Jack's cock stiffened immediately at his normally
reserved wife's dirty talk.  Dropping everything, he said,
"I'm coming honey, don't move."

     "No...I'm cumming honey....Aaaaaahhhhhhhh," she
screamed again as the phone went dead.

     Jack burst through the bedroom door not knowing what to
expect.  He somehow remembered in his frantic race home that
he had left the controller on.  'It obviously works,' he
thought.   Looking on the bed, he was shocked to see Mandy
writhing about, pushing a long slim candle from the bed
stand in and out of her sopping pussy.   Mandy had no idea
that he was even in the room.  Jack quickly tore off his
clothes, hurled himself up onto the bed between her legs,
and grabbed her hand with the candle to pull it out.

     "No, don't," Mandy yelled hysterically, eyes shut
tight, her hand holding the candle stiffly.

     "Mandy!  Mandy! It's me...JACK!"

     Her eyes fluttered, then opened, her brain taking a
moment to register her surroundings.  "Ooooh Jack!" she
cried, "Fuck me...fuck my brains out!"  She pulled the thin
tapered candle out of her cunt, grabbed his buttocks and
pulled him tightly against her.  Jack's full five inches
pushed in with no resistance.  'She's so hot and wet' Jack
thought, 'I hope I can get off in her.'

     They fucked continuously for the next twenty minutes as
Mandy had orgasm after orgasm and Jack continued thrusting
as hard and deep as he physically was capable of.  His hands
up her new breasts he mashed, sucked, and squeezed for all
he was worth, loving every minute of it.  She was so worked
up, Jack decided to try something they had never done
together.  "Flip over!" he bellowed.   Mandy didn't give it
a second thought, her body moving more on instinct than
purpose.  Her mind drifted back to the doctor's office and
she pushed her face into the bed, arched her back so that
her small buttocks was sticking way up in the air, and cried
out, "Oooooh Jack...you want to fuck me in the ass...don't
you?  Give it to me good and hard honey, FUCK MY ASS1"

     Jack's senses were overloaded at his inexperienced
wife's language, 'that chip has brought down all the
barriers,' he thought.  Grabbing her slender hips and
pointing his dick at her little pink hole, he shoved forward
into its tightness.   The next few minutes they were both
lost in their sexual pleasure as grunts and groans filled
the room.  Finally, Jack could hold out no longer, and drove
hard into his wife's ass one more time, spewing three weeks
of pent up sperm into her.  As his orgasm subsided, Jack
gave her hanging breast one last squeeze and pulled out of
her ass, the rim slamming tightly shut.  He hurried into the
next room while she was still wagging her ass in the air and
quickly found the remote and shut it off.

     Strolling back into the room, a beaming smile on his
face, Jack looked down at his well fucked wife lying spread
eagle on the bed, her body drained of all it's energy.  Jack
was about to drop down onto the bed with her when the phone
rang.

     "Hello.....who?...no, of course I remember who you
are...well, uhh...sure, I guess tomorrow night would be all
right...okay....bye."

     "Who was that, honey," Mandy asked her eyes half closed
in a dreamy stare.

     "That was Max, Max Huntsman, a guy I went to college
with...we used to call him Louisville Slugger or 'LS' for
short.

     "What'd he want?"

     "Oh, he's in town and wanted to stop by and catch up on
old times,"  Jack said, a puzzled look on his face.

    "Were you guys good friends?"

     "No...that's what's funny.   We actually didn't get
along that well.  The last time we really talked was at the
end of our senior year when I beat him in a high-stakes game
of twenty-one and won the right to his Porsche for a week.
He was really pissed."

     "Mmmmm...what's the "Slugger" nickname for, was he on
the baseball team?"

     "No," Jack replied curtly.  Changing the subject he
said, "Where would you like to go for dinner?"

     "Antonio's would be great...now answer my question,
what was the "LS" nickname for?"

     "It's kinda crude honey, you really wouldn't want to
know...kind of a guy locker room thing."

     "Oh!  Now you've got my interest up," she said rolling
over hands on her chin and smiling brightly up at him, "Come
on Jack, pleeeeaaase," she said with her best puppy dog
eyes.

     "All right, you win," he gave in, "he was nicknamed for
the famous 'Louisville Slugger' baseball bat because of the
size of his dick.  Are you happy now?"

     "No, how big is it?"  She continued grinning at him,
knowing he was getting jealous.

     "I don't know," Jack said defensively, "I never
measured it!"

     "Give a guess then, "she teased, "certainly not bigger
than you?"

     "I'd say 'LS' was longer than a ruler and thick around
as a soda can.  He called it 'his girth.'"

     'Wow,' Mandy mouthed, "Well I've got my perfect hubby
right here and this hot body is all yours."

     They dressed and left laughing together for dinner, not
realizing that within 24 hours both of their lives were
going to change forever.     


     (Part II of III, address comments to Rhinoman at
Rhinoman14@mindspring.com)



