I asked Tony what he liked best. He said, "All of it, but the only trouble is that these are all just silly young girls. It was a lot better at first, when Bill and I were balling those seniors. In fact, I'd like to have a real grownup woman. I've seen my mother undressed, and believe me, I'd a lot sooner have a big, full-breasted woman than any of these young chicks."
We chatted a little further, then I dismissed him, reminding him that thrice-weekly meetings were scheduled. "Sure," he replied, "I'll be here. You're the first grownup I've ever found that I can talk to."
My next appointment was at four, after school, with Betty. I had no secretary, as my meager clientele up till now didn't warrant the added expense. A bell in the office door notified me when someone entered. It rang at four sharp, and I opened the door between the office and the lobby. There was Betty – but not alone. With her was a girl I took to be eighteen or nineteen, a slim little long-haired blonde with a well-developed bust.
"Doc, this is Linda," Betty introduced us. "She's my best friend, and her mother has been bugging her all week to try to make her come and see you for counseling. My mom talked to her mom and recommended you. Can she come with me for my counseling session?" She hesitated. "I know I promised I wouldn't tell anyone, but Linda knows. It just sorta slipped out." She grinned up at me. "Don't be mad, Doc, she's good. You'll find out."
I locked my office door and motioned the girls into my office. I followed the high-assed, mini-skirted little girls down the hall and noticed approvingly the soft rolling hips on Linda. She was small, about five-one, and slim, but her ass-cheeks filled her tight skirt voluptuously and she knew it – you could tell by that slow, undulating walk of hers. We no sooner entered the office than Betty started stripping down, and I noticed Linda doing the same, only more slowly.
Linda had no panties under her skirt, and I watched admiringly as she pulled her sweater over her head. Her waist was tiny, and her pubic hairs were scanty and thin and, being as blonde as she was, were almost invisible. My eyes roved upward and I did a double take. Her sweater was off and she was reaching back to unfasten her bra, which, if it wasn't full of foam rubber, was at least a 40-D. And she wasn't wearing falsies! It was ALL her! I eyeballed her up and down about three times, admiring the smooth flatness of her tummy and the nice flared hips and her pixie face. I felt myself getting aroused. Betty's voice broke my reverie.
"I knew you'd like her, Doc. And she can keep her mouth shut, can't you, Linda?"
Linda was busily watching me get undressed, pointedly eyeing my bulging shorts. "Sure, I promise," Linda said.
"Who's first?" Betty asked, and we all looked at each other. "I'll bet you want to try Linda, right, Doc? O.K., but save some for me. Don't take too long, Linda, and don't wear him out. God, I'm horny – all I did this last weekend was remember the most perfect fuck I've ever had; and wish Monday would hurry up and come… so I could."
Betty walked around behind my desk and sat in my big leather chair, and Linda and I headed for the sofa. I couldn't take my eyes off her tits. They stood out nearly a foot, and swayed and jiggled firmly as she walked. Young and firm and tender – just the way I like 'em. And big enough to work on for a hell of a while without getting monotonous.
Linda sat down on the edge of the sofa and I sat beside her, my arm encircling her waist and cupping one of those fabulous breasts, the tip of my finger stroking her nipple. It sprang erect, and I leaned her back as I kissed her. Her soft red lips parted, and my tongue met hers in a warm, sensuous bath. I explored her mouth and throat with my burning tongue as my hands fondled her tits. I knelt in front of her, kissing them alternately, and she lay back and sighed with contentment. I let my head wander down across her smooth belly, lower and lower until I felt the tickle of her cunt hairs.
I parted her hairs with my nose and slid my tongue up and down her slit as she slid toward the edge of the couch to make her childish cunt more available for my mouth's caresses. Her hands lay on the back of my head and her knees raised automatically as I increased my pressure. Her hands tightened and pressed my face ever closer as the fires built up within her. I felt a trembling in her thighs as her voice came through to me.
"There, right there, oh yes, more, more, oh that's good, so good, yes, oh yes god that tickles!"
I felt the grasping of her hands in my hair, and the gripping of her thighs on my neck and ears as she waved her crotch up and down in a rhythm that matched my tongue strokes. The heady intoxicant of her cunt juice in my mouth roused my cock to the fullest. I swallowed her fluids that poured from the tiny slit, and probed deeper with my tongue, as her moans increased along with the bobbing of her delicious crotch. My nose rubbed her clit continuously as my tongue delved into her snatch. She nearly pulled the hair from my head as she clutched avidly.
"More, more, lover, oh god that's it, right there, yes, yes, YES, YES stop stop STOP you're killing me I can't take it I can't take it oh god oh god YEEEEEEESSSSS!!! Keep it up oh I love it I love it I LOOOOOOOOOOVE IT!!!" Suddenly I could taste the sweet warm musk of her orgasm as my face and her pussy became slippery with her hot love fluids. I glanced up as I kept tonguing her clit; her vibrant body quivered beneath my manipulations, and her eyeballs rolled back out of sight. My hands reached up and massaged her huge tits; I kneaded them roughly as I pulled myself up from her cunt and lay lengthwise beside her on the sofa We lay opposite, my knees by her shoulders, and I was facing her drenched pubes. As I again buried my face in her young juicy cunt, she reached and seized my rigid cock in both hands and guided it quickly into her baby lips. She stretched to get her lips around the throbbing head, and I nearly came from the sudden heat and moistness of her eager mouth. I rocked up and down, back and forth, each stroke a little longer, until soon she was engulfing almost the whole length of my stiff tool. I lifted her hard little asscheeks up toward my face, and while I was sucking fiercely on her slick clit, I shoved a finger into her tight little cunt. She thrust up to meet my entering digit.
While my forefinger was penetrating to the last knuckle, I oiled my middle finger in her flowing cunt liquids and slid it into the tiny pink rosebud of her asshole that stared unblinkingly up at me from this position: The two fingers could feel each other through the connecting membrane, and I stroked them carefully in and out as I lapped avidly at her clit and childish pink labia. I gradually increased the tempo until I was rapidly pounding away at her pussy and asshole, sinking both holes full of fingers in rhythm to her cocksucking. She flicked her tongue rapidly around the head of my cock with each downstroke of my hips, and the vacuuming effect of her mouth and throat on the upstrokes was pulling the jism from my guts. I knew it was only a matter of moments till we both would go off together. She apparently knew it too, for she slid a finger up my asshole, wiggled it about three times, and I blew.
The clamping of her hips,]her moaning, gagging and swallowing of my river, and the writhing of her thighs almost smothered me. I raised my head and sat back, my cock still buried deep in her throat.
"Swallow it all – take all my come down your throat, little one," I ordered her.
She gulped vigorously to do as I commanded. Traces of sperm ran down the corners of her mouth, but I knew that almost all of it was draining into her stomach. I reached down and idly smeared her pussy juices all through her filmy hairs, marveling at the softness and downiness of her nest. Her crotch kept up its waving and pumping motions, and I knew that her emotions were creating a simulated fucking in her belly and hips.