"Ohh, ohhhh!" she cried, her face twisting. "Oooohh, I love that!"
His knees and arms worked more swiftly, he was slapping her cunt at his prick in quick, voluptuous rhythm. She whined, she shuddered, her soft thighs shook against his ribs and he felt the sweet rise of her lust, the climb to another peak of delight.
"Ohh, oh, ohh – shiiiiit!" she cried, grabbing at his shoulders, "Ohhhh, oh, ooohh!"
He brought her to the peak and rammed in hard just as she broke her orgasm. He took a nipple in his mouth, feeling the spasms of her joy shake her whole lush body. Her abandoned last up-hunches fed his pleasure and his ego. She whimpered and jerked with her go-off spasms.
"Cum, baby, cum real hard!" he breathed against her breasts.
"Ughhh, ohh – shiiit!" she wailed, her head rolling from side to side, her cuntlips slushing around his nuts. Not bad. This was what the females had to have to make their cunt sing songs, a lot of good, swift sliding cock, and most of them never had enough. Very few men could resist the lure of blowing a wad after some good, deep and fast cuntslides…
The next afternoon when Carla ushered in his new patient, Carl Nash felt a surge of interest he had not known for years. The card said her name was Nancy Goodman, she was fairly tall, blonde and so beautifully, ripely contoured that his cockhead tingled. She wore dark glasses and claimed to have suddenly gone blind. He stared at her full, ripe lips, her good facial contours and he knew that he had to sample some of that.
Her body mostly was what stirred his nuts. The short-skirted frock revealed the most beautiful, thrusting pair of breasts he had seen for years! She had long, full legs, a beautifully rounded ass, and such dainty, girlish movements rather naive and shy, that he had trouble talking.
"Sit right here, Miss," he said, guiding her to his work chair. And he knew instantly, from the way she took the arms of the chair and settled her curvy ass into it that she was not blind at all… Very strange.
She leaned back trustingly. He saw her eyes observe him behind the dark glasses, a little smile touched her sensitive mouth, and he was glad he had not asked Carla to come in right away. She liked what she saw in him. He wondered how the hell he had missed her after several days in Potter. She was not as pretty as that Toni Allen, but she was more girl, much more! Only seventeen, too. His hand trembled a little as he gently removed the dark glasses.
She uttered a little gasp and put on her act, staring straight ahead.
Oh, he is something, Nancy thought, little tremors of excitement chasing along her body. He's dark and very sexy and he reminds me a little of my own brother, Steve. No wonder the girls around town are all aflutter. Very cute receptionist, I wonder if he IS screwing her, like people say.
Nancy had had a bad time at home. In her desperate search to come up with a way to have sex with Steve, she decided to go "blind". Her parents were frantic, Steve was terribly upset. Toni was shocked. Toni had insisted on taking time off from her job to escort Nancy to the office of Dr. Carl Nash while Nancy's mother waited at home.
The news had gone through town like wildfire. She was on leave from her job, staying home, and hoping that somehow Steve would feel so sorry for her he could not resist her! She was now armed with contraceptive, she could take a squirt of cum…
Henry had called. He was terribly sorry about her misfortune, and he had promised to drop by to see her. She had no feeling for him, though.
As young Doctor Nash examined her eyes, using a tiny light that penetrated her iris, she had the sudden thought that he knew she was faking! His nearness was giving her cunt tingles, too.
"Very unusual, Miss Goodman," Dr. Nash said, his eyes moving along her body again, returning to her face. "Have you had some kind of emotional shock recently?"
"Nooo, not really," she said, flushing. I want to fuck my own brother! she thought guiltily. And I can't. I guess that could be called a shock. I feel awful, upsetting the folks and everybody.
Carl Nash smiled to himself. Not a damn thing was wrong with her eyes, but he was curious about her and why she was putting him on. Professionally, it was rather risky to even assume that she was blind, but he decided that he could go along with it for a day or two, examine her again and tell her the truth. He would make some discreet inquiries about her. He had to get acquainted with Nancy; he had to "cure" her, and he wanted to get in her panties so badly that his cock was aching. What a beautiful, alive and dainty young creature!
"You come back tomorrow, Miss," he said, putting her dark glasses back on. "I'm going to check a few things out. Just make an appointment with my secretary."
"Oh, thank you, Doctor!" she smiled. She was looking him over again, a very light flush touched her throat. As he helped her from the chair to the door, the feel of her arm, the fine sweet aroma of her body, and the sweet taut jiggle of her sensational breasts in the revealing frock, sent more excitement through his being. Sonofabitch! He was sure she had put on her own makeup; it was just right, everything about her was just right.
An hour later Nancy sat in the living room at home, alone. Her mother had decided to drive into Spokane to try to get her an appointment with a well-known eye specialist. Nancy knew she could not keep her sham going much longer! Toni had returned to work, Steve had gone to his job, although he had said that he wanted to see her after she returned from seeing Doctor Nash.
Suddenly Nancy heard the familiar sound of her brother's old car stopping out front. Her heart leaped, a sweet hot shiver ran along her body. She drew the hem of her short dress back to her crotch, she pulled the zipper down a little at the bodice of her frock, because she was not supposed to be able to see.
Oh, I dreamed about him again last night, she thought. I was so hot when I woke up I had to play with my cunt again! If he would just make the first move, I'd screw him to death!
As she heard his footfalls on the porch, a wild, crazy idea welled up in her mind. Henry had said that he would drop by, but she doubted that he would. He wanted nothing to do with a blind girl.
The door opened, her heart thudded, she saw Steve standing there, strong and big and handsome, and she made the decision!
"Oh, Henry, come in," she said. She tugged at her skirt but did not draw it very far forward. She saw Steve's eyes run along her body and stop at her crotch. A look of stunned wonder crossed his face. Her panties were visible, she knew, and a sweet, hard, awful ache surged through her loins.
"Don't be bashful, Henry," she giggled. "We're all alone. I decided to stop cheating you, honey. If you want to play with me now, it's okay! I'll let you have it. I've been to the doctor and gotten some stuff, you know…"
Steve shuddered, moving inside the living room. Great Christ! His beautiful sexy sister thought that he was Henry! She wanted a screw. Her skirt was back to her pretty ass, her bikini panties were showing, her frock was halfway open at the top…
Sonofabitch! he thought. This is my chance! I can't say much, but I can't resist her! I know she went to see Doc Bemiss, I can't knock her up! Maybe if I give her one good fucking I can get her out of my mind as a sex object. She yelled my name when she was playing with her pussy! She needs my prick the way I need that sweet, virginal cunt. Jeeeeesus!
No one would be home for hours. He might never have another opportunity like this. It was wrong, the whole thing was almost evil, but he was drawn to her like a frog to a snake – mesmerized. He had to fuck her, now!
"Right!" he muttered, trying to imitate Henry's voice. It did not sound like his own voice anyway. He was too damned ripped up inside.