"Oh, come now, Wilson. How old were you when you got your first taste of it – fourteen or so?" I asked.
"Eighteen." He grinned. "She was twenty-two. I stayed one weekend with a school buddy that lived out on a farm, and they had a hired girl that was puttin' out like a mink. She broke me in." He smiled fondly at the memory.
I raised my eyebrows at him. "And how many young girls did you break in in the next ten years? Don't answer – I'll bet you'd have to stop and count them up. Remember, Wilson, this is just doing what comes naturally. Everybody enjoys a piece that's young, naive, innocent and tender. We men all love to show off our knowledge and experience and to have our superior knowledge and talents appreciated. And generally the young girls are more susceptible and naive, so they get conned into it the first time, find out how great sex is, and the cycle starts around again. Every older guy likes to think that he's young enough to get some beautiful young chick and sweep her off her feet. It inflates his ego."
"Don't forget, too," I went on, "it's easy for a young gal to fall for an older guy – the first hero, the first male love she felt was for her father, but that's taboo, so she's very vulnerable for a man to substitute for the father image. Personality transference, we call it. I know for a fact, too, that incest is more common than you'd like to believe. Daddy can't keep his hands off young girls, and if there's no eligibles and availables except his daughter, well, se… there's a lot of it in the case histories. In fact, Wilson, to be perfectly frank and blunt about it, I think you actually envy your son, Tony, getting all that young stuff. Be honest now, man." And I grinned at him as I said it.
He met my gaze a few seconds, then smiled back. "Well, to be perfectly honest, hell yes. I know how many were in the sex club, and who most of them are, or were, and shit, Doc, I would give my right arm and left nut to have banged most of them. I'll say this – those boys were screwing the cream of the crop in this town." He sighed. "Well, I just' dropped in to sort of check you out, Doc. I guess you know what you're doing, and maybe you can help the boy out some. We've never had any experience with head-shrinkers before, and I didn't know what to expect. I'll be goin' now, Doc. Thanks a lot for straightening me out and explaining all those things. I guess you're right about all that stuff you covered." He stood up to leave.
I made my decision. "Harold, wait just a minute. Everything in life is a gamble, and I'm gambling on you right now. I think, in fact, I'm sure, that you're exactly the identical kind of guy that I am. I know your mind, your motivations, and so forth, from talking to you. Now, you can blow my license, my career, and my life if you decide to, or you join me and have the best time of your ever-lusting life," I said.
"Just exactly what in the hell are you talking about, Doc?" he asked, puzzled.
"Well, Linda – Linda Paulson just came into the office, and if you slide this pass-through window back about one inch like this," and I did, to show him how, "you're going to see illustrated in living color exactly what you and I were discussing a few minutes ago. And I can and will cut you in on the setup. Deal?" I asked him.
"Jesus Christ! That little blonde with the great big knockers? Hell, I've got to see this!" Harold was beaming.
"Fine," I said. "Just remember, not one sound. Then, when you see me wave you into the other room, come on in, and we'll be all set."
I returned to the examining room where Linda sat, in all her nude glory, stroking her thighs and breasts eagerly. God, I thought, as I got undressed again, what a glorious body for such a young little girl. Her hands cupped under her fantastic tits and she bounced them up and down tantalizingly as she waited impatiently for me to disrobe.
"Hurry up, Doc," she wheedled. "I've got to be home in an hour, and I need some fucking in the worst way."
She lay back on the table as I advanced naked toward her. I stood beside her and let my hands wander across her beautiful upthrust breasts that quivered under my touch. Her hand dropped over the side of the table to grasp my already half-hard cock. As I kissed and tongued the pink tips of her firm tits, she stroked my to slowly and lovingly and murmured, "Ooooooohhh, that feels good, Doc. Now go slowly – remember I'm just a little baby."
I decided that I would not resume the anal attack that I had planned and started on her a short while ago – not with Harold Wilson voyeuring. I spread my kisses down across the smooth flat tummy toward her tender crotch. My right hand gently roved up and down her firm thighs as my mouth lowered into her blond cunt hairs. She let her legs spread very slowly apart, then lifted her knees to permit the entrance of my tongue to her tiny pink labia. Oh, the taste and soft, velvety texture of the entrance to heaven! I shifted around to the foot of the table to get a better angle for lapping her cunt, and she put her forearms behind her knees and brought her legs clear up onto her chest, mashing and flattening her marvelous huge tits, so that I could get a clearer shot at her young pussy.
I slid my tongue up and down the slick entrance of her tight cunt a few times and then flipped it sideways twice to part the delicious lips to get what I was after. My thumbs held open the sensuous lips; my nibbling lips and jabbing tongue found her sensitive clitoris on the first try. I felt her young frame shudder with – delight at the tickling sensation that coursed thorough her when I hit home plate. She moaned and slid farther down on the table so that I could get more and more, farther and farther, into her. She was getting so hot that the fluids started dripping from her sweet cunt all over my face and chin. Oh, God, it was getting harder and harder to concentrate on what I was doing to her, because of what she was doing to me! I knew that I was going to have to be satisfied, and damned soon, one way or another.
The panting young girl solved my dilemma for me. "Oh, Jesus, Doc, put it in me! I've got to feel that huge shaft in me. Please, Doc, please, I've got to have it NOW!"
I stood up and pulled her down to the end of the examining table so that her lovely round ass was barely on the edge. Then she lifted her legs high up again, and her inviting cunt was exactly at cock level. I rubbed the pulsing big purple head of my tool three or four times along the lips of her sweet, dripping pussy to get it slippery, then parted her pink lips and poked just the head of it into her warm cave. I could feel the tremor through her as the hugeness of it was stretching her tiny cunt. I stopped and waited, resting with just the bulbous head inside her snatch. She took.a couple of real deep breaths and smiled.
"C'mon, love, slip it to me. I can take it. Just go a little slow until I get used to it. That's more cock than I've ever seen. Or ever hoped to see. But go ahead now, Doc, I'm ready." She was pushing her hips up to me as she said it.
I shoved a couple of inches in, then pulled back to just the head, then shoved until four or five inches were in, then retreated, letting her get used to each longer stroke each time before giving her more. I could feel the strength of her cunt walls stretching and straining as I prodded more and more meat into her protesting but willing pussy, and the hot, gripping wetness of her young snatch was driving me crazy. She let out a couple of moans as I was getting almost all of my rigid dick into her, but her grin just got a lot wider than ever, and the heat of her passionate body released more wet juices from her honey well to glide around my cock that was cramming into her so tremendously. Then it was all in, and with long, slow and even strokes I fulfilled her lustful dreams and filled her hungry snatch.