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*This story picks up immediately after the events of Ch. 01. I’m not going to go crazy out of the way to catch everybody completely up to speed every chapter, so read from Ch. 01 if you’re interested in the overall story. Obviously not reality for so many reasons. I hope you enjoy the fantasy.*







There was a pit in my stomach. Why did Jocelyn seem to know Paula? What was up with that smug smile? Was she just trying to play me?



I wished I could just concentrate on my experience with Paula instead of worrying myself sick. I had been using my practice to take advantage of naive young women for almost 20 years without a single problem. Why was it that my new 19-year-old receptionist was able to bring me such doubt for the first time?



I checked my patient schedule for the first time that day. I didn’t want any more surprises for my last patient. Judy Gertwin. A regular chronic pain patient. Not the dumb, busty, naive, barely 18-year-old slut that Paula was by any means, but it wasn’t a curveball.



The appointment passed by like a rerun of a bad sitcom. It wasn’t pleasant, but it ended faster than I expected. I decided to stay in my office for a few minutes after so that I wouldn’t have to face Jocelyn when I left. Five minutes was enough, Jocelyn did her job exactly as needed so far. Nothing less and nothing more.



I got ready and walked out to the reception area. I was right, the desk was empty. No sooner did I breathe a sigh of relief then did Jocelyn walk out of the bathroom connected to the waiting room. I normally would have taken this opportunity to check out the amazing young figure she showed off to me during her interview, but her current drab brown dress – an unfortunately common choice for her – allowed me no such priviledge.



“You’re leaving late, Doctor,” Jocelyn said in her usual professional tone.



“Just five minutes,” I said.



“How did your appointment with Paula go? She wasn’t a new patient, but it had been a while since you had seen her. Should I have warned you?”



“Oh no, that’s just fine, Jocelyn, thank you,” I said, trying desperately to read her tone. She gave away nothing.



“Nice girl,” said Jocelyn, “a grade younger than me, but she went to my high school. We talked sometimes.”



That was it! That’s how they knew each other. It told me nothing new at the end of the day, though. Did they still talk sometimes? Would Paula talk about how my “medicine” for her was my cum and how I tricked the dumb girl into fucking me right there in my office? I told her to keep it between us, but Jocelyn had tricked me into hiring her, so she could certainly trick the bimbo, Paula into spilling the goods.



“It’s a small world!” Is all I said.



“Sure is,” said Jocelyn with a professional smile, “Good night, Doctor.”



“Good night, Jocelyn,” I said, and watched her leave, wishing her dress was even a little more form-fitting so that I could make out her amazing teen ass I remembered from her interview. The interview when she wore tiny booty shorts and “accidentally dropped” her resume so she could show off that round butt to me.



I spent that night unable to sleep. I tossed and turned remembering other images from that interview. The last thought that crossed my mind before I passed into sleep was Jocelyn leaning forward in earnest while I asked a question, showing me those giant creamy teen juggs spilling out of her tight shirt.



The next morning, I made sure to order a larger coffee than usual and tried not to show how tired I was when I walked into the office. As always, Jocelyn was already there, settled into the reception desk.



“G’morning, Doctor Nix,” she said pleasantly, and not at all like most other 19-year-olds would say it.



“Morning, Jocelyn, how’s the day looking?”



“Even more busy than usual, Doctor. I’ve been taking the liberty of giving courtesy calls to patients you haven’t seen in a few months. It really seems to have worked, your day is filled with only the results of those calls.”



Damn, one of the reasons I could never, ever fire Jocelyn and replace her with a dumb, willing slut like I wanted: she was just too good at her job.



“Such initiative, Jocelyn, thank you.”



“I try to do a good job, Doctor, you’re good to me here.”



I smiled to her and headed to my office where my smile turned into a scowl. Yes, I payed my receptionists an unusually large amount because they always used to suck my dick a few times a day, not because they were ever particularly good at being receptionists.



In fact, they were usually awful in that regard. So on one hard, it was nice to have a competent receptionist for once. But why couldn’t she be competent AND slutty? I mean, the old lady blouse she had on today was probably worse on the perverted eye than her brown dress yesterday.



I logged into my computer and opened the server software that Jocelyn used to remotely send me my schedule and the patient’s files. As usual, the day’s patient list was already on screen for me when I opened the software. My eyes widened and my jaw almost dropped.



The list was completely filled with teen girls whom I had tricked into sucking or fucking my dick on at least one occasion each. Well I suppose some of them weren’t teens anymore. It had been at least five years since I had seen Julia Goddard, a former regular and the last on my schedule today.



Julia had been quite sick as a child, so I had seen her most of her life. She trusted me so much that when the busty redhead turned 18, it was incredibly easy for me to get her to start blowing me every appointment. I saw her regularly for two years after that. But soon, a lot of her medical problems had cleared up and she stopped showing up and I stopped booking her. For whatever reason, I had never been able to give her a proper fucking. She was so willing and excited to blow me, but any attempts to go further would be denied.



Was it just a coincidence that this was the pattern of the day? Or did Jocelyn set this up? Was her “calling old patients” tactic actually her calling the girls and convincing them to come here to tell me off? She wouldn’t do that, would she?



My paranoia was going overboard. I didn’t even know for sure that Jocelyn knew about my perverted ways. Acting ditzy and slutty in an interview could just be her overall tactic in life. One that would work really well with her looks, too.



I didn’t have much time to construct my conspiracy theories, however, my day was going to start soon. All of the girls scheduled for the day were simply just check-up appointments. Which made sense as the result of a courtesy call, but it just made me more nervous: no specific ailment meant they could have any reason for coming in. Maggie Sulivan was first. She was the patient on the list I had seen most recently. I had convinced her that fucking me stretched the right muscles for the cramps she was experiencing. But I had hired Stacey soon after that.



Oh how I missed Stacey every day. She was a horrible receptionist, but both as hot and as stupid as a teen could be. She was so good at being my cum bucket, that I basically stopped using patients for my own devices for the 8 months I employed her.



Therefore I stopped contriving reasons for Maggie to come in for appointments. And she was first up today.



I tried to calm myself down but still jumped when Jocelyn’s voice came over the intercom.



“Maggie Sulivan here to see you, Doctor.”



Well, no use waiting.



“Send her in,” I said with the talk button pushed down.



Not twenty seconds later, Maggie walked through my incredibly soundproof door. She looked similar to how I remembered her, but it looked like she had put on a little more weight. She was still a relatively thin brunette, but her stomach showed a little natural flub. I found it cute, if anything. Although it was a little higher up where the extra weight showed the most improvement. Maggie had been one of the more flat-chested patients that I used my wiles on. I use “flat-chested” relatively because she had been a B cup when I first saw her. Either she was wearing a magical bra or her chest had grown a cup size.



The tall brunette slammed the door and ran up to me and hugged me.



“Ohmigod, Dr. Nix! I thought you didn’t wanna see me anymore! I’m so glad you guys called!”



This wasn’t the reaction I was expecting, but damn if I wasn’t going to roll with it.



“Please, Maggie. It’s good to see you too, but hugging is not professional. Now please remove your clothes and sit on the medical bed with your legs spread so we can begin.”



Maggie giggled and instantly obliged.



“Sorry, Doctor. Of course!”



I walked to my desk and pretended to do paperwork while the 21-year-old removed her clothing. She looked better naked now than I remembered. I wasn’t sure if it was the extra weight or not. Maybe her height was better suited with a little extra meat on the bones. Her breasts definitely looked larger, and sagged more than most would on a girl her age. Still, she was so confident with her body that I had no complaints.



“Ready!” She said.



Her smile was a little crooked, but very sweet and bright framed by her dark, shoulder-length hair. At 45, usually I need a bit of work to get my 7-inch dick at full mast, but after being haunted by images of Jocelyn at her interview last night with no release, I was ready to go.



If my memory served me right, Maggie gave a really weak blowjob. Silent, no enthusiasm, and barely any suction. So I didn’t bother. I dropped my pants and started teasing the young woman’s clit with my cock. She instantly started moaning.



“Yes, Doctor, that’s so good. I thought maybe I was a bad slut and you wanted me to stay hurt. I’m so glad you’re going to start treating me again.”



Good, she remembered my language. I love dirty talk from girls younger than half my age, and always incorporated it into my “treatments” that were really more like “slut training”. I just grunted my acknowledgement and plunged my dick into her already wet pussy. Maggie was the exception to a lot of my preferences. Not only did she have smaller tits than I usually like, her pussy had a pretty full bush going. But something about the very particular way Maggie was stupid still attracted me, though. It was almost like she was putting on the stupid act as a game. But I didn’t mind.



My unprotected dick felt so good in her young pussy. It clamped onto me as I pumped in and out, just enjoying the feeling. I closed my eyes and didn’t say anything. I just wanted to use this slut to get off and relieve my frustrations.



Maggie continued to make noise, grabbing onto any parts of the medical bed that she could for support. She moaned her encouragement. “Yes Doctor, you’re making me feel so good. Only your dick stretches my little pussy so fucking good!”



I groaned louder and pushed more forcefully into her, causing her to yelp in pleasure. I closed my eyes tighter and pictured Jocelyn in a bikini. Her young tanned curves so toned and tight, yet still bursting from the material. Her little rounded butt with no flaws and giant tits so firm yet huge enough to show ripples from the slightest of her movements.



It took everything for me not to scream Jocelyn’s name as I pumped my seed into the panting brunette.



“yeahyeah,” Maggie moaned, “I can feel your cum in me, Dr. Nix! I’m taking it in my pussy like a good slut!”



Her voice broke my fantasy a little, but that was okay, I was still able to make it over the edge. I could tell that under different circumstances, I could have produced a lot more jizz. I pulled out and handed her tissue for when my cream dripped out of her. I pulled my pants back up and continued the exam with Maggie completely naked.



I was still a doctor, it’s important for me to perform a full proper examination.



After I finished, Maggie got dressed and thanked me for the appointment. We said pleasant goodbyes and I closed the door behind her. Sometimes I would go out to the waiting room to bring in the next patient myself, but I didn’t want to face Jocelyn today. Maggie’s visit went well, but I didn’t want to claim victory yet.



Amanda Hedson was next, and far more my usual fare: a very ditzy blonde teen with an unusually large bust. Her boobs weren’t the spectacular F cups that Paula showed off yesterday, but that was unusual even for unusually busty teens. I certainly remembered Amanda’s chest, though. I told her that a man’s seed would keep her boobs springy and perky for a very long time. I came many times on that perfect young pair.



When it was time for her appointment, she walked in my exam room with a frown on her face, I tensed up.



“Dr. Nixxy, I’m mad at you!”



I cringed at the pet name and looked at her young overflowing cleavage to make up for it.



“What’s the problem, Amanda?”



“You don’t even care if I die! I could be all sicky and you wouldn’t even care! You haven’t seen me since I was 18, Dr. Nixxy! I’m gunna be 20 next week!”



I was torn on her baby talk. It made me cringe, sure, but it also turned me on knowing she was that dumb.



I looked her up and down. She was wearing a pretty floral dress that flattered her thin figure. She was skinnier and taller than Paula, and her blonde hair was longer and straight instead of curly. The dress was cut low and afforded an excellent view of the top of her teenage breasts; which looked to be the same excellent DD size.



“You look very healthy, though, Amanda. And your fat tits look just as firm. Have you been coating them in a man’s seed like a good slut like I recommended?”



“Of course, but none of the boys have jizz like yours! You’re the Doctor, so you take care of my slutty boobs the best!”



I was slipping right back into my old ways. It was so easy to make these hot, naive, impressionable sluts eager for my cock. The long list of girls I had manipulated and my 20 years in practice without a blemish showed my sleezy system to be flawless. I don’t know why I was ever worried.



“Well then you’re being worried for no reason, Miss Hedson. Please strip to your underwear and we’ll proceed with the exam.”



I didn’t bother heading to my desk this time. I openly ogled the teen as she removed her dress. It was incredible to see how toned her body still was. Long sexy legs and a flat stomach separated by lacy black panties. The hot underwear was the perfect contrast to her cutesy dress. Her big mounds were somehow held up by an equally sexy black strapless bra. I didn’t even know that they made strapless bras for girls with her bust size.



Although her boobs were smaller than Paula’s, they looked somehow more lewd on Amanda’s stretched out body. Paula’s compact, petite body made her already huge boobs look enormous, but they didn’t look as out of place as Amanda’s incredibly round balloons did on her long thin body.



I proceeded with a normal exam, giving myself time to recover from my last orgasm, and letting my eyes appreciate the teen’s scorching hot body before the time came to use it for my pleasure.



I could tell Amanda was getting restless too. It really seemed like she missed my cum. She stayed silent during the exam like I always instructed but she seemed to wiggle more and more as I continued. Finally I was finished.



“Okay, Amanda, you did very well, please remove your bra now.”



Amanda clapped her hands together like a little girl and bounced up and down on the spot. The action caused her slutty funbags to bounce wildly on her chest, somehow staying inside her magic bra. It didn’t take long for the teen to undo the clasp on the front of the bra and let it instantly drop to the floor.



If I hadn’t handled them so many times, I wouldn’t believe they were real. Even knowing she was just 19 didn’t change how impressively firm her huge boobs sat on her chest. I usually liked a little bit of sag for a few reasons. First, it shows off how natural and soft the boobs are. Second, it shows how heavy the bags of flesh really are, and that makes them all the more hot and slutty to me.



Yet, every once in a while, I find it super sexy when a busty girl like Amanda has a rocking pair of double Ds that are the best evidence that gravity is just a myth. The sight made me waste no time either. I popped my dick out of my pants and Amanda giggled happily at the sight of my chubby. It was almost as if she was seeing an old friend. I admired her breasts one more time. I spotted yet another difference from Paula, the other busty blonde that I kept comparing Amanda to. Amanda’s areolas were huge. They looked almost stretched from rapid growth at a young age. Her nipples were pink and big and swollen. God, her tits looked so slutty.



“Come now, Amanda, you’re a big girl now. You know what you have to do to get me ready to give you my cream.”



“Sorry Nixxy!” Amanda said before stuffing her mouth with my semi-limp dick. Her blowjobs were fine. Nothing special, but her eagerness was enough to get me to full size in her mouth. No, her tits were the real show. I pulled my now hard penis from her mouth which created a loud “pop”. The dumb teen giggled again and I shoved my erection on her clavicle. She instantly responded by squeezing her young titflesh around my rod.



And just like that, once again, there was no dispute that her boobs were natural. I couldn’t believe how soft the flesh felt on my dick. It was nothing like a mouth or a pussy. It was like memory foam that was constantly moving to make sure it was in the exact right position to make my dick happy. Another thing that made big tits seem so slutty.



“Are they still good, Doctor? Are my fat tits still as soft and firm as you like them?”



“Yes, Miss Hedson, you’ve been a very good slut. Do you jerk off a lot of cocks with those fat boobs?”



With her hands still firmly pressing her juggs around my cock, Amanda began to jerk them up and down skillfully while she replied.



“Oh yes, Doctor. Just like you said. Now that I’m out of high school, it’s been more difficult to do it daily, though. I have to ask a lot of strangers to help me out.”



I groaned at the image of this dumb, busty blonde teen asking strange men to jizz on her tits.



“Do you ask older men? Or did you forget my advice?”



“Nono, Nixxy! I’m a good little slut! Whenever I can, I get guys twice my age to cum over my big young titties. Sometimes they’re triple my age!”



The thought of the stupid teen jerking off a senior with her huge bust made my dick twitch inside her warm cleavage as she pumped it harder on my dick. Amanda noticed and continued talking.



“One time I was really desperate, Nixxy, so I asked my grandpa. He was really embarrassed, but he wasn’t able to say no when I took off my top for him, Doctor. You were right, good sluts can get their way if they have big fat tits.”



I couldn’t take it, Amanda had somehow grown even dirtier after I stopped booking her to see me. And it was probably all my influence. I loved creating these dumb whores. I slapped her face and she gave a faux-shocked sexy coo.



“Mmm, yeah, Nixxy. I’m really earning my special cream.”



I didn’t want to, but I pulled my aching cock from her amazing boobjob and pointed it down at those perky teen tits of hers. Her swelled-up balloons, her juicy juggs, her busty boobs.



“UNNNNHHH!” I yelled. Then I exploded all over her chest. It was so exciting for Amanda that she moaned in pleasure as I made sure to coat all of her big teen chest with my cum.



When I was done, Amanda started laughing breathlessly.



“Wow, Dr. Nix. You fuck my tits even better than I remember. There’s a reason you’re such a good Doctor. Your cream is really going to keep my tits so big and perfect and slutty.”



I even needed a second to regain my composure. I hadn’t come so hard from just a boobjob since…well… probably since the last time Amanda gave me one.



“Yes, see, you didn’t need to worry about less frequent appointments, Amanda. I take good care of you.”

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Light streaming through the open blinds in Chloe’s bedroom window, a sweet aroma drifting through her apartment from the kitchen as Chloe began to wake from her slumber after her night with Mathew. Slowly she got out of bed stretching her arms she looked around her room for her alarm clock still lying on the floor from the morning before.



“Hmm its only 7:00am looks like I won’t be late today,” Chloe said looking at her clock. “I wonder where Mathew is….. At what is that smell?”



Chloe got dressed and started for the kitchen, happy not to miss breakfast for once. In the kitchen she found Mathew in front of the stove in his phat pants and no shirt.



Sneaking up behind Mathew and leaning down Chloe whispered in his ear, “What are you up to my pet?”



“Just making you some breakfast, all I could find was bread and eggs so decided to make French toast,” Mathew said smiling up at her. “Its almost done.”



“Last night was amazing, I can hardly believe the things you can do. How did you even learn to do that stuff?” Chloe questioned Mathew.



“Not exactly something I learned, just found I could do. I never really thought about it since all I care about is pleasing my master,” he said gesturing at Chloe as he set the plates down.



As they ate they discussed their classes for the day, planning to meet up for lunch since Mathew didn’t have any classes till the afternoon but Chloe had morning and afternoon classes. They both finished their breakfast and Chloe took both plates to the sink, before coming back to the table and kissing Mathew on the cheek.



“Come on, come join me in the shower,” Chloe whispered into his, playfully biting his earlobe. “But we can’t have anything like last night or I might not want to go school.”



“You sure about this?” Mathew said as she pulled him along to the shower. Before he could say anymore Chloe pulled him into her kissing him passionately.



“I want to see you again, I’ve never been so attracted to someone. I can’t resist you. You’re so loving, so devoted” Chloe said as she lifted her tang top over her head once again revealing her huge breasts to Mathew. “And how you look at me, like I’m your entire world.”



“You are my master therefore you are my entire world. I’ve never felt this connected to anyone,” Mathew spoke softly in-between planting kisses from her stomach up to the bottom of Chloe’s neck, unable to reach any higher due to their height difference, and running his hand slowly up from the small of her back.



“Remember we can’t go all the way like last night,” Chloe taunted as she removed her panties and jumped into the shower motioning Mathew to follow.



Mathew removed the rest of his clothes and followed her lead as she turned the water on and adjusted it to an acceptable temperature. There they stood, taking in the sight of each others’ naked wet bodies.



“Even though I look much younger than I really am you still find me attractive?” Mathew questioned Chloe his eyes unable to move from her, the most beautiful woman in the world by his eyes.



“Of course, it doesn’t matter how you look it doesn’t change what I feel for you,” Chloe spoke as she poured soap into her open hand and began to wash Mathew’s stomach holding her breast against his chest.



Mathew took some of the soap off himself and began washing her shoulders and back as she began to press herself more firmly against him. They continued teasing each other like this as they washed one another trying their best to refrain knowing they couldn’t go any farther at this point in time.



“We….. Best stop…… before we lose ourselves….. and you and up late,” Mathew said between breaths, watching Chloe’s chest rise and fall with her heavy breathing. He got out and offered her a towel.



Chloe dried herself off, not wanting to have Mathew’s touch set her off again and began to dress preparing for her classes.



“Remember we’re meeting for lunch same place as yesterday and Jessica will be there,” Chloe reminded Mathew as she about to head out her apartment.



“I’ll be there, I have to stop off at my apartment for my class things,” Mathew replied, and with that Chloe was off to her first class of the day.



The first class of the day Chloe shared with Jessica, she couldn’t wait to share her news with her after the class ended. The entire class Jessica seemed to stare at Chloe with questioning eyes as if she knew something had changed. When they finally got out of class Jessica rushed to Chloe’s side.



“So, how was your date with Mathew?” Jessica asked Chloe searching for her reaction.



“It went great, I really like him,” Chloe answered blushing. “He’ll be joining us for lunch today.”



Jessica suddenly stepped in front of Chloe taking a long hard look at her, “You two had sex didn’t you?”



Chloe stared at Jessica mouth agape with surprise at her intuition, “How the hell did you know that?!”



“You can’t hide these things from me, I just know you too well,” Jessica snickered. “I wasn’t expecting someone like Mathew to work so fast.”



“He didn’t, I was the one who took control. I couldn’t help it I’ve never met anyone as amazing as him. He makes me feel like the most important woman in the world,” Chloe explained to Jessica.



“So what was he like in bed then?” Jessica asked hoping to get an answer out of her friend



“I’m not sharing that with you, its private,” Chloe answered.



“I’ll get it out of you eventually, I have to know,” Jessica stated in a matter of fact tone. “For now lets head to lunch, I’m going to have to bug Mathew about this too.”



They set out for the sandwich shop outside the college, Jessica hoping to get a little more information out of Mathew and Chloe hoping she wouldn’t scare Mathew away with barrage of question after question.



Mathew sat at the same table from yesterday staring up at the sky waiting for Chloe and Jessica to arrive. All a sudden he heard some loud hollering and what sounded like cat calls coming from the sandwich shop. It appeared to be three guys from the local public college, judging by their attire, harassing the girl that worked at the shop. Mathew decided to just ignore them being as there was nothing he could really do.



“Hey look there’s a kid over there!” one of the guys shouted to his friends standing mere feet away. All three walked over to the table Mathew sat at. “Hey kid aren’t you a little out of place here?”



Mathew only shot them an annoyed look and remained silent to their questioning.



“Are you gona answer me or we gona have to get rough?” said the crew cut idiot who appeared to be the leader of the three as he put Mathew in a headlock. He was clearly about two feet taller than Matthew.



Chloe and Jessica were walking up to the sandwich shop as this happened and rushed to see what was going on. Chloe about blew her lid when she saw it was Mathew the three were preying on.



“Hey you dumb asses let go of him before I……. Oh god what the fuck are you doing here Brad!!” Chloe screamed in anger at the guy holding Mathew.



“Chloe?” Brad said in surprise loosening his grip enough for Mathew to escape and run to Chloe. “You know this kid?”



“He’s no kid, he is my boyfriend and he’s ten times the man you are,” Chloe said a tone of disgust in voice due to Brad’s presence.



“Get the fuck out of here Brad and take your shower buddies with you!” Jessica shouted clearly not too fond of Brad either.



“Who is this idiot?” Mathew asked Chloe.



“He’s Chloe’s ex-boyfriend, a real grade A asshole,” Jessica answered for her, Chloe too filled with anger to answer him.



“What do you two bitches think you’re doing talking about me like that?” Brad snarled walking up to them. “And you go and start dating kids now Chloe? What’s the matter couldn’t handle a full grown man?”



“Full grown man? I wouldn’t go around repeating that to any girls with that pencil dick you got, all the girls will get the wrong idea,” Chloe said as her temper was beginning to reach it’s boiling point.



“You fucking bitch, I’ll teach you to talk to me like that!” Brad said through gritted teeth as he started reaching out to grab Chloe.



Mathew stepped in front of Chloe, a look of pure anger and distaste in his eyes, “You don’t lay a finger on her. People like you have got to the most disgusting scum on earth. So far behind in the evolutionary cycle yet you remain just like the cock-roaches you are.”



“Am I gona have to mess you up kid? Fine you asked for it sticking up for that bitch,” Brad said with a laugh thinking he was about to knock Mathew out in one blow as he started to swing at Mathew’s face.



Quickly moving out of the path of Brad’s fist Mathew struck him in the chin with an open palm hard enough to knock him down on his back.



“DAMN IT, AAHHHG WHAT WAS THAT?!” Brad said in agony, his jaw unable to open all the way and a few teeth clearly broken. “I’ll get you for this you fucking kid!”



With that his two buddies picked him up and ran away in complete and utter shock at what they had just witnessed. Their alpha male getting so easily hurt by someone so small.



Chloe and Jessica just stared and smiled as Brad and his goons ran with their tail between their legs, glad to be rid of him.



“That was EPIC, I can’t believe you just did that to Brad,” Jessica said trying to suppress fits of laughter.



Mathew stared off in the direction Brad had left, “I can’t stand people like him, and I wasn’t going to sit here and….”



Chloe cut Mathew off grabbing him and immediately kissing him snaking her tongue into his mouth. Jessica turned away in an attempt to give them some privacy.



“Come on you two we’re in public,” Jessica teased them both after a moment. “lets go get our food and eat.”



Together they all headed to the sandwich shop, and having seen what happened outside the girl that worked there gave them all free lunch thankful to be rid of Brad and his buddies harassing her.



“I swear Chloe it looked like you were about to jump Mathew earlier,” Jessica teased her.



“I can’t help it, you saw it yourself that was amazing,” Chloe said turning to Mathew. “You got rid of Brad with such ease, and just seeing you knock him on his ass. Just seeing that I really was about to jump you in public.”



Mathew sat there embarrassed at this public display of affection, until Jessica spoke up, “Someone’s getting lucky tonight, just like last night from what I hear.”



Mathew turned to Chloe, ” You told her about last night?”



“She got it out of me, but that’s all she got, no details,” Chloe answered



“I can only imagine, especially with what I just heard you say to Brad when you first noticed it was him, you’re a lucky woman Chloe,” Jessica said, almost envious of how lucky Chloe was.



The trio of friends finished their lunches and were on their way back to classes. Chloe and Mathew kissed each other goodbye, at least for now, they had plans to meet at her apartment again later tonight. Chloe and Jessica shared the same classes today, heading off in the opposite hall as Mathew.



“You really are lucky to have found someone like him, I see the way he looks at you, he adores you and how you look at him I know you’re serious,” Jessica told her with a hint of jealousy.



“You’re right I am lucky to have him, I love him and he makes me feel like the luckiest woman in the world. Don’t worry you’ll find your special someone too, ” Chloe consoled her sensing Jessica’s jealousy.



Mathew sat in his classes unable to concentrate on any work, his imagination running rampant with thoughts of what Chloe had in store for him when he arrived at her apartment later tonight. Considering the events of the day it would probably make the previous night look like nothing, even with how great that night had been.



The classes finally passed, it was time to go and meet Chloe at her apartment and see what she had planned for him. Mathew knocked on her apartment door, she answered the door only poking her head out.



“You’re finally here, I missed you during the last two classes of the day. I’ve been waiting for this ever since this afternoon, come in, meet me in my bedroom,” Chloe told him, preserving the surprise just a little bit longer.



Mathew obeyed Chloe, going to sit on her bed in the dark waiting for her to reveal what she had planned. Chloe turned the light on in the bedroom, and the sight was truly one to behold. Chloe stood there in red lingerie, a see through bra revealing her hard nipples yearning for his attention and a red thong showing a wet spot already forming.



“Off with these clothes,” Chloe ordered already mounting Mathew not willing to wait one moment removing his shirt for him and going for his belt.



Getting on her knees at the foot of the bed she removed Mathew’s boxers and untied her top, “We need to get you ready my pet,” Chloe said lustily staring at Mathew popping the bulbous mushroom head of his dick into her warm mouth and wrapping her huge breasts around the thick shaft.



Chloe was in heaven with just the taste of Mathew’s sweet pre cum flowing copiously out of the tip. Popping him out of her mouth Chloe removed her drenched panties and slipping the condom over him, “With neither of us having classes tomorrow and that display you put on this afternoon, I’m going to ride you all night and all morning as long as possible.”



“I am yours my master, and there’s nothing I like more than to know I’m bringing you pleasure,” Mathew said watching Chloe as she hovered over him posed to have him enter her.



Chloe began to descend upon Mathew’s dick screaming out in pure ecstasy pulling him to her chest, his tongue finding her delicious breasts and her hard nipples. Moving one hand down her stomach towards her pussy to play with her clit as she thrusts him in and out of her savoring the feel of the head pressed against her inner most walls.



The upstairs neighbor begins to knock on their floor, Chloe’s screams keeping them awake as she rids her pet through the throws of orgasm after orgasm.



“This time you’ll have a proper release instead of holding it in, but not in my pussy. I’m going to drink all the delicious nectar you have to offer!” Chloe screams as she hits another orgasm. “Switch with me, my legs can’t handle it anymore tonight.”



As Chloe dismounted momentarily from Mathew to switch positions he stood at the foot of the bed waiting for her. Chloe lying on her back, pushing her breasts together, Mathew began to push into her as she brought her legs around his back bringing him closer and deeper into her.



For the first time Mathew was in control of the tempo, his hands holding her slender hips and he thrust deep inside her making sure to pause and hit her g-spot on every in stroke watching her breast bounce and her heavy breathing enjoying her pleasure.



“Chloe…. I’m about to….,” Mathew pleaded with her.



Chloe immediately pushed him away forcing him back onto the bed and removing the condom from his throbbing dick. “You better have a lot stored up for you me my pet,” Chloe said popping the flared mushroom head into her mouth and wrapping her breasts around the shaft and squeezing tightly.



Chloe could feel the cum start to flow up his shaft and into her waiting mouth. Just one shot was enough to overfill her mouth as she desperately swallowed making room for shot after shot. All the excess spilling from the corners of her mouth onto her ample breasts.



“Your cum is even more delicious than your pre cum and even with how much I drank you managed to cover my breasts,” Chloe said in complete awe as she began to scoop up some of the cum on her breasts with the head of Mathew’s dick and licking it off.



Using Mathew’s dick Chloe rubs the remaining cum into her skin enjoying the feel of her pet’s cum soaking into her flesh as they both passed out as the sun began to rise.

*Obviously not reality for so many reasons. I hope you enjoy the fantasy.*



BUZZ



Ugh, the intercom sounded even more annoying when Jocelyn used it. What a mistake it was to hire her. I still remember her interview. She was so bubbly and happy. What an act. I guess she got word of how well I paid my receptionists and for what reason. Then took advantage. Maybe I deserved it, but I still hated her for it. She acted so coy and stupid in the interview, generous cleavage spilling out of a bra and tank top that were both too small. She giggled when I leered at her chest and made unintentional innuendo. Well, I suppose it wasn’t that unintentional. Her first day made her true nature very clear.



I remember how excited I was to see what she would wear on her first day. What an amazing let down to see her come in wearing an ugly brown dress. It was so old-fashioned and modest, nobody would ever know what an amazing teen body she was hiding. I had almost forgotten myself if the image of her tight curves on the day of her interview wasn`t burned so deeply in my memory.



She knew I couldn’t fire her. I had no reason. She was efficient, competent, and I was fairly certain she knew my history with my previous receptionists. Why else would she execute such a carefully crafted plan?



My practice made me a very rich man, so her much-higher-than-average salary didn’t hurt my wallet, but it hurt my pride. Out-smarted by a 19-year-old.



“Yes, Jocelyn?” I said into the intercom.



“Paula Simmons here to see you, Dr.Nix,” came the curt and professional reply.



“Send her in,” I said.



Paula….Paula… Not a new patient. Jocelyn would have told me. I didn’t even review my appointment list today. I was getting complacent without a teenaged slut to have my way with between appointments. If only Stacey didn’t have to go to college out of state. She was my last and best fucktoy. So willing and so dumb. I wasn’t even sure if she knew that what she was doing wasn’t normal for the workplace. She’d probably end up sucking off all her bosses in the future. Lucky bastards. She had gotten so good because of me. I had turned her into a dumb, grateful, swallowing teenaged slut.



With a name like Paula Simmons, I assumed it was another old woman. So many of my patients are. They flirt endlessly with me. I know I’m fit and look very young for my age, but frankly I find it disgusting. I’m 45, but often still called a young doctor among my colleagues because of my youthful face and toned body.



I could never hold a steady relationship. I was married once. That was obviously a disaster. I’m too much of a pervert. I’ve come to terms with it now. I can only get off if a young willing slut opens up her warm mouth or incredibly tight pussy to me. The older I get, the hotter it is to see an 18-year-old bounce on my dick.



The door opened, and man was I wrong about Paula. Her face looked vaguely familiar, but it must have been years since I had seen the girl, because I would have remembered that face and that body. She had a young, round face with giant blue eyes and huge lips that were parted in that way that would make even the most brilliant woman look like a dumb slut. Her blonde hair was just above her shoulders in tight ringlets.



She had to be around 5 feet tall. Maybe 5’1. It made her luscious curves even more impressive. She wore a green cotton tank top that had a high neck but had no chance of hiding her massive chest. The girl had to be at least a DD, I’m not sure. I’m horrible with bra sizes, but great with the actual tits.



The giant balloons were high and full on her young chest and curved sharply into a thin waist before curving back out to make full hips hugged by tight pair of jeans. I salivated at the thought of what her firm teen ass looked like. I mean, she had to be a teenager, her face was so young. Hopefully not too young. If I get in trouble, I want to minimize the damage. I’m rich enough to lose my license, but I’d rather not go to jail.



“Hi Doctor,” Paula said shyly, “remember me?”



“Well of course!” I lied, “How long has it been now?”



“Ten years ago exactly. I remember because the last time I was sick, it was the day after my eighth birthday.”



It was hard for that sentence alone to not make my dick instantly hard. She was redefining “barely 18″.



“Well that’s a very good memory you have,” I said, “and you must be very healthy if it’s been that long! Still, your parents should have sent you in for a check-up.”



Paula hung her head, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”



“You didn’t know you should have at least a yearly check-up?”



“Nuh-uh,”



“Well that’s okay, we’ll do a full check-up now. Are your parents waiting for you outside?”



“No,” Paula said sadly, “they didn’t even believe I was sick. I had to look up your address online.”



“Well I’m glad you did,” I said, “sit down on that bed there and tell me what the problem is.”



I went to my desk to grab a clipboard and looked at my computer and saw Paula’s file already on screen. Jocelyn had already remotely sent it to my computer. She really was quite good. I peaked around my monitor and took in the delightful sight of Paula struggling to get on the raised medical table. She was so short that she was unable to hike herself up using her arms behind her. The result was a cutely disgruntled face and those huge tits of hers bouncing all over the place inside her tight tank top. It was obvious that she paid a pretty penny for expensive custom bras because considering her movements, they stayed impressively side-by-side.



I pretended to continue to study my computer as Paula continued to struggle. It wasn’t too difficult of a task even for my older patients, so I wondered if she was really that uncoordinated or if her large breasts really brought her that much off-balance. The latter certainly didn’t seem too unlikely.



She finally figured out that her current method wasn’t working and she turned around and crawled up onto the bed. As she was now turned away, I overtly leered, eager to get a good look at her teen ass.



I was not disappointed. The young thing bubbled up from her thighs, making for a rounded, high ass. It was bigger than most white girls’ asses and certainly most white teens’, and if Paula’s big boobs didn’t get me hard, then her luscious ass definitely did.



Now that she was seated patiently, I finally took an actual look at her file. The girl wasn’t lying, the last time it had been updated was May 10, 2002, and her birthday was listed as May 9, 1994. Unless she had been to a free clinic, any other doctor would have requested her file. I realized that this really was the first time she had had a check-up in a decade. This would be fun.



I waited a few moments to let my raging erection die down a little, then walked to Paula. I didn’t wait until I was completely flaccid, it was fine with me if the young teen noticed my bulge. This girl seemed pretty dumb.



Then again, so did Jocelyn…



“So, Miss Simmons,” I started in my most professional tone, “what’s bothering you today?”



“My throat, Doctor.” Paula replied.



“What sort of pain are you having? When did it start?”



“About a week ago. It wasn’t so bad at first, but now it hurts to swallow, and talking isn’t as easy. I had to be so quiet on my birthday.”



“You seem to be talking fine now, Paula.”



She turned her large quivering blue eyes up to me, “It still hurts, Dr. Nix.”



“Poor girl,” I started, deciding to start sounding a little condescending to test for reactions, “well you’re doing very well, I think you’re a good girl.”



Paula seemed genuinely pleased by the comment and bounced a little in place. I grabbed a look at her settling cleavage before continuing.



“Let me just take a look, okay? I’ll try not to ask too many questions. ”



“Thank you, Doctor.” Paula said quietly, but gratefully.



I went through the motions. Tongue depressor, taking a look, the whole bit. Incredibly basic stuff. In fact, it was easy to see that she had a simple infection that would go away in about a week with some anti-biotics. It was long past the point of being contagious, even. But I had other plans. I put away my tools and sat down on the stool beside the bed and looked as grim as I could. Paula picked up on it.



“Oh no! What’s the matter? Is it serious?”



“Well I’m glad you came to me as soon as you did, it could have been much worse.”



“But I waited a week! Did I wait too long?”



“Well maybe a bit, Paula, but we still caught it in time. We may just have to give you a special treatment today.”



Paula’s face froze in horror, “like surgery?”



I shouldn’t have, but I laughed, “oh no, dear Paula, this isn’t a hospital, we’re not set up for surgery. Plus, it’s not that bad. Yet.”



I watched her face go even more pale, somehow. She was turning out to be as stupid and easy-to-manipulate as I hoped. Because of Stacey’s excellent slut services, I hadn’t had to take advantage of a patient in a while, but I felt the rust coming off. Plus, Paula seemed like an easy mark.



“Don’t look so scared, sweetheart, I actually have the special medicine you need here in my office.”



“Oh goodie,” Paula said, obviously relieved. But her face tensed up again, “oh, but will it be covered by my insurance?”



“I’ll tell you what, Paula. You’re such a good patient for remembering me after all these years, that I’ll let this treatment be on the house. I’ll turn a blind eye to the paper work.”



She looked happy and then confused.



“Wait, you’re blind in one eye, Doctor?”



Wow, she was stupider than I thought.



“Haha, no it’s just a saying. So what do you think?”



“That would be so awesome, Dr. Nix! I was a li’l scared that I wouldn’t have the insurance or money to fix me.”



“It’ll be just fine, Miss Simmons,” I said, standing up so that my stomach was level with her face. Then I unzipped my pants and pulled out my limp dick. Paula gasped.



“Doctor! What are you doing?”



I put on my most matter-of-fact voice, “I’m getting out your medicine, Paula. Where did you think you’d have to get it from?”



“Y-your penis is my medicine?”



“Please, Paula. Use the term “dick” or “cock”. They are the more proper terms.”



Paula looked confused, but didn’t question it further.



“Oh, okay. Um, so your dick is my medicine?”



“In a sense, Paula. My dick HAS your medicine in it. You’ll have to get it out. Have you ever sucked on a cock before?”



“Yes, Doctor,” Paula nodded, “the boys at school ask me to do it, and my brother says it helps him relax.”



My cock twitched at these words. Seems like I wasn’t the first person to take advantage of this naive slut. Not that I was too surprised, based on Paula’s appearance that was a cross of an innocent teenager and a pornstar. Still, even her own brother? I didn’t blame him. But I forced my growing erection down with my mind so that I could go through the rest of my plan as usual.



“When you suck their dicks, do you swallow all the medicine like a good girl?”



“Um, yes Doctor. But I’ve said no for a few days because my throat has hurt so much.”



“Well there’s your problem! It’s only going to get worse without medicine! You need to be a good girl and suck cock every day, okay?”



“Yes, Doctor.”



I strode to my prescription cabinet at the back of the room. My dick was still hanging out of my pants and I talked while facing away from her.



“Now, because it’s been a few days, I need to give you some pills to activate the natural medicine. You’ll need to take one of these twice a day after swallowing a man’s natural medicine. Once in the morning, and once in the afternoon. Do you understand?”



Without turning to face her, I heard Paula state her confirmation. I had a feeling that this was going a little too well, but I was too revved up to be concerned by it. Plus, the Jocelyn incident had just made me paranoid, I had done this countless times in the past. I returned to Paula’s side and looked down at her.



“Now I need you to do something for me, okay? To get the medicine out, you need to get me hard enough to put in your mouth. That’s a good girl’s job.”



“Okay,” said Paula, “how do I do that? All the boys I suck already have their pen-I mean dicks hard.”



“I know, and that’s because they’re young. With men like me, you need to work a little harder. Why don’t you take off that tank top and tell me all about those impressive tits of yours.”



Paula diligently obeyed and swiftly lifted her shirt off her petite body. Well, petite except for her giant mounds. The view was incredible. Miles of exposed titflesh sat in my view held up by a huge black bra. If it wasn’t for her medical record, I wouldn’t have believed she just turned 18. Her cleavage was as deep as the ocean and went on for days.



“What about them, Doctor?” Paula asked earnestly, eager to have the treatment go well.



“When did they start to grow? What size are they?”



“Um, I started to get them when I was 12. Then they got really big really fast. I remember buying my first D cup bra in grade 9.”



“You’re quite the impressive girl, Paula,” I said with my best mix of professional and condescending tones. She blushed and kept talking, apparently egged on by my words.



“They haven’t stopped growing ever since then, Doctor. My Dad gets really angry that we have to spend so much money on bras. We just had to get me brand new F cups.”



Wow, I really was off with my guess. I couldn’t say I was surprised though, especially seeing them in just a bra now. I had never seen young tits so big. My dick was harder than I expected.



“You’re doing really well, Paula. Look how hard you made my dick. That’s how you know you’re doing a good job as a slut.”



“Doctor?”



“Yes, Paula?”



“Isn’t that a bad word?”



“Oh no, Paula! That’s the highest praise someone can give to a young woman. Now, we don’t want your throat to get any worse. I think you’ve done enough talking. Why don’t you start sucking my cock just like a good slut?”



“Thank you, Dr. Nix.”



With that, the teen clumsily adjusted herself on the medical bed so that she was lying on her stomach. Her face was now level with my impressive 7 inch cock.



“Wow, it’s really big, Doctor. Even bigger than my brother’s.”



“And I bet you’ll do a perfect job getting the medicine out. Now put it in your mouth like a good slut.”



Paula giggled, now hearing the term as a compliment, and plunged her round, adorable face onto my rock-hard meat. Any worries I had about her earlier clumsiness affecting her performance was instantly out the window. She obviously already had a lot of practice, and I groaned involuntarily as her teen tongue swirled eagerly around my dick.



I put my hand on her head and guided her to bob up and down faster. I couldn’t get enough of her warm and wet blowjob. I felt her moan on my dick and apply more suction. She must have liked the force.



“Do you like my big dick, slut?”



“Yes, Doctor, it tastes really good.”



“Just wait until you get my medicine.”



Paula big soft lips were pressed hard against my cock, but were wet enough to glide easily up and down the length. Her tongue seemed like a separate entity, reaching areas of my dick with pressure and precision I had rarely experienced before.



At my age and with my looks, I’ve had a lot of blowjobs, and while Paula’s wasn’t the best I’d ever had, it was definitely the best I had received from an 18-year-old. She certainly knew her way around my equipment. A little too well, maybe, as I already felt my orgasm starting to swell in the depths of my balls.



“I think you need to work harder for your medicine, slut,” I lied to the teen.



“Am I not doing a good job, Dr. Nix?”



“No, you’re doing very well. But I’m not young like the boys at your school. To get my medicine ready, you’re going to have to really be a total slut.”



“How do I do that?”



“You need to put my cock in a sluttier place.”



“You mean you want me to have sex with you?”



“Paula, please, I’m a Doctor, I need you to use the proper terms. I’m going to need to fuck your tight slutty pussy.”



“Sorry, Dr. Nix. I’m trying to be a good slut.”



“It’s okay. Now politely request what you need me to do to get your medicine ready.”



“Um, Dr. Nix? Can you please fuck my tight pussy?”



“Of course, Paula. Thank you. Is this your first time?”



“No, Doctor. My brother told me that his dick was my birthday present yesterday and had sex with me all day because I wouldn’t suck his cock.”



“Paula…” I said sternly.



“Sorry! Bad slut,” she scolded herself, “I mean, my brother fucked my tight pussy all day yesterday.”



“Good. Much better. Now get naked and get on your hands and knees in front of that mirror over that. That’s how a proper slut should get fucked.”



“Yes, Doctor.” said Paula. She sat up on the medical bed and proceeded to hop off of it. My eyes stayed glued to her huge boobs as they jiggled and bounced all over her chest, barely contained in her massive bra. I didn’t help as she struggled out of her tight jeans. Her black panties were next, and then her socks. Finally came the bra. Paula reached behind her back to find the clasp, and the act somehow made her tits look bigger. Each one had to be the size of her head, and they dwarfed her tiny frame.



When the material fell away from her chest unceremoniously, Paula seemed to instinctively push them together a little with her hands. The comparison of her tiny fingers overflowing with her young creamy titflesh would have been comical if it wasn’t so hot.



“Good slut,” I said, “now get in position.”



Paula got on her hands and knees in front of the mirror as I requested.



“Why here, Doctor?”



“I want to see your fat tits swinging wildly as I fuck you, Paula.”



“You think I’m fat?”



“No, Paula. I think you’re thin and in great shape. You just have big slutty tits. It’s good for a slut to have fat tits. It’s a compliment.”



“Oh! Okay!” Paula wiggled her body in delight and my eyes somehow strayed from her glorious hanging tits to her unbelievable ass. It looked so inviting, tight and stuck up in the air.



I wasted no time pulling off my pants completely and getting on my knees behind her. The floor was hard, but nowhere near as hard as my dick. I gave Paula no warning and plunged into her glistening pussy.



“Ohhh, Doctor!”



“Unnnhhh,” I grunted, “that’s it, slut. You have such a perfect tight pussy.”



“Ohhh, thank you, Doctor! Am I being a good slut?”



“Fuck, yes, Paula.”



I held myself deep inside the teen for as long as I could, but I didn’t last long before I needed to pound away. The moment I did, the hot teen slut starting moaning as if she was a regular pro.



“You were made to fuck, weren’t you, slut?”



“I-I don’t kn-know, Doctor. But your dick feels really really good!”



I pounded away behind her tight, young body and looked in the mirror. I wasn’t let down by the sight of her ridiculously large breasts swinging wildly. They hit her arms and dragged as far down as the floor. Sometimes they got as far up as her face.



“Look at your fat tits, slut. They’re so fucking fat, they even hit you in the face.”



“Is that a good thing, Doctor? Am I a good slut? Am I working hard for my medicine?”



“Unnnhh, yess, Paula! Tell me how old you are again.”



“Just turned 18, Doctor.”



She started pushing herself back onto my dick. Her soaking wet pussy started to splash onto my stomach and drip down my legs. I slapped her ass hard and gripped her thighs tightly and rammed myself into her.



“You’re such a dirty slut, Paula! You’re a tight teen slut!”



Paula just moaned, already fully translating the insults into pride.



It was too much. The sight of her huge slutty tits flopping on the floor, and her tight teen pussy gripping my dick was bringing me to orgasm faster than I had gotten there in years.

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