Soon I was near coming, and barely noticed
when he stood up (without ceasing the motion of his fingers),
lifted my gown over my neck, and fondled my breasts and stomach
with his other hand.
"Oh, yes, " he sighed, squeezing my tit lustfully.
He bent down and sucked one breast, then the other, fondling
them at the same time. He looked into my eyes, almost asking
permission. I knew what he wanted, and I spread my knees
even wider to let him know he could have it. With his free
hand, he unfastened his belt and unzipped his pants, pulling
out a very nicely sized and extremely hard erection. He
pulled his fingers out of my pussy and rubbed the tip of his
penis over my slick, wet lips. Every molecule in my body
wanted him inside me; I moaned and stared into his eyes,
willing him to do it. He obliged, sliding his penis into
me so quickly and with such force that we both gasped. My
feet curled in the stirrups. His hands found my breasts
and squeezed them while he pounded me with everything he
had. Suddenly, I came with such force I thought I was going
to fly off the table.
I stopped him. He looked at me questioningly, a little fearfully,
as if afraid I'd suddenly changed my mind. I slid down
the table until I was eye-level with his cock. I grabbed
his hardness and stroked it, then pulled it between my full
breasts. He groaned, reaching down to help me squeeze my
tits around his cock as he fucked them. Then I slid further
down, and took him in my mouth. "Oh God, " he
moaned. Then he looked down at me and asked sexily, "Can
I come on your breasts?"
I smiled in response, and slid his cock in and out of my mouth,
tonguing him while I fondled his balls. Suddenly he pulled
out of my mouth. I moved up a little, then pulled his cock
between my breasts as he came like a rocket. His come shot
all over my breasts as I rubbed him against them. The sight
of my come-sticky breasts must have been amazing for him,
because looking down at them made him groan and he spurted
a fresh squirt between my tits.
We cleaned up without comment. I think he was a little worried
after the fact; after all, sex on the examination table
isn't exactly included in the Hippocratic Oath. When
we were dressed, he asked me, "So, what now?"
"Now?" I repeated. I stood up, pulled one of
my business cards out of my wallet, and slipped it into his
hands. "Now you call me. When your out of the office.
And we get together."
He smiled. "Sounds like a plan." He touched
my cheek and gently kissed my mouth. Sure enough, he called
me later that night. We had a wonderful dinner the following
night, and an even better dessert... He and I are incredible
together. However, no matter how hard we try (and try and
try...), nothing can match the passion of that first "examination".
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