Story One

Story One  

Couple Sex 

Once she was on the pavement, Laura paused and took a deep breath of the spring air. The sky above the New England Conservatory Building was blue. It was proving to be a good day. Laura had known she had a good chance of being in “Tales of the Wind”, the orchestra’s premium performance. But with auditions being compulsory nothing was guaranteed. She touched the paper in her pocket lightly; it was the performance pass that gave her the guarantee she needed. The slot was hers. 

 Her red Volkswagen bug was waiting for her in the parking lot. No matter what anybody said she loved the car. The car was a present from her Aunt Matilda; Laura thought it was cool for a cello player to drive a bug. Throwing her bag in the back seat she took to the driver's seat. The car's interior was nothing fancy, Formica on the dashboard, an FM radio with no USB, and her personal favorite the grey teddy bear that bounced on the windscreen. She called him Freeny, a name she couldn’t remember its origin. Freeny had been with her since she was thirteen. What a long time ago that was. 

So much had happened in the last six years. Being in the afternoon, the roads were clear. Cruising along Huntington Avenue with WAAF FM was playing a nice love song. To this day Laura couldn’t explain exactly how it happened; all she heard was a big thump when her foot pressed down on the brake pedal. 

The car behind her, a ford truck had rammed into her rear side. Lucky her safety belt was fastened on as she would have probably ended up in the windscreen. At first there was no pain and she unfastened her safety belt. But as Laura went for the door knob, pain shot up her knee. She must have jerked her leg upwards and hit something hard. Laura tumbled out of the bug to assess the damage. The car’s rear end was badly smashed in. The Volkswagen engine unlike modern cars has its engine housed in the back. On seeing the amount of damage Laura knew she had a big problem. It was the truck owner’s turn to assess the damage. “Oh dear, oh dear. What have I done now?” 

The woman seemed appalled by what she'd done. Laura approximated her age to be about fifty. She admitted her mistake and promised to pay for everything. “Oh dear," the old woman kept repeating. Laura could not get angry with her, she pitied the shocked woman. The Volkswagen would not start again and Laura called CJ Auto and Tow. The traffic cop arrived and proceeded to check out the situation. 

After taking down their details the officer concluded it was a simple case, and since nobody was hurt they could go. Laura didn't feel the pain in her knee at all. There was no need of complicating issues with such a small thing. She let it pass. The tow truck finally arrived and hauled her beloved bug to the garage. 

The kindly woman gave Laura a ride apologizing profusely for the accident all the way to Laura’s apartment building. Laura called her insurance agent when she got home. The car would be taken care of; she just had to use the bus for a few days. Her Aunt Matilda was livid when she heard about Laura's little accident. She settled down when Laura assured her she was fine. 

The accident could not however overshadow the day's good news. Laura had been chosen to play in the season’s biggest performance. Her aunt was happy as she knew what this meant to Laura. Ever since she was a little girl, playing the cello was her big dream. 

In no time Laura was blabbing about the acclaimed Italian director who would be conducting the performance, and the international soloist who will be performing. Aunt Matilda was her only family member. She had taken to raising Laura when her parents had died in a horrific road accident. Laura had been only three years old. Aunt Matilda was not only a mother to her but a good friend. 

When Laura decided to accept the offer to join the Boston orchestra music program, Aunt Matilda had supported her to make the transition. After a rather long talk they said goodnight. The practice sessions would be running for the whole week. Sleeping early was a good idea. She felt some pain in her knee when removing her denim pants. 

Stroking the troubled area, a small swell could be felt beneath the knee cap. She would get some medicine for it the following day. Standing in front of the mirror she gazed at her body. Laura had always been a little on the thick side. Her aunt said she got her full body from her mom. In junior high school some mean girls had called her names. 

She did not let their foolishness get to her instead becoming more careful with her clothing. Skirts, dresses and blazers filled her wardrobe. Soon she was no longer fat but curvy. With her auburn hair and oval blue eyes many thought she was beautiful. The only problem was cello practice and her overwhelming shyness. 

Her dream was to be a great cello player and that took practice. Between daily cello sessions and the studies there was never time for the opposite sex. She'd had only one boyfriend; Kevin. They'd attended the London school of music together. The innocent kisses they had shared were now a faded memory. Nobody else had come close. Now as she looked at herself Laura wondered how her friends felt to have a man touch them. Laura had never had sex with anyone. Only her best friend Selina knew. Selina played the violin at the orchestra and could keep a secret. Laura didn't have time to think about sex. Her career came first then the right guy, she told herself. 

The right time will come. It was time for a nap, tomorrow she was taking the bus. Laura chose a tightly fitting cotton top, matched with a black hugging skirt for the big day. It would be the first day of practice leading to the big performance, she wanted to feel good. Laura had realized that she didn't mind when people looked at her. She kind of enjoyed it.

 Grabbing her bag which housed her cello, make-up kit and other girl essentials she was skipping from the apartment when her swollen knee ached in pain. The knee had swollen some more through the night. Her heels were putting too much pressure on it. Ruffling through her shoe stand she picked out a pair of black loafers. 

They were not as glamorous as the heels but they would do. She had to get something for the knee. The pharmacy was on her way to the bus stop. The pharmacist was an African American man with rimmed glasses. "How can I help you miss?" he inquired when she walked in. "I need something for my knee, It is swollen, I hit something yesterday." Laura explained. The pharmacist attention was divided between listening to her and staring at the crease of her protruding chest. 

He prescribed some painkillers. When Laura nodded in approval he got a bottle for her. Laura swallowed two on the spot and promised to see the doctor if it got worse. As she walked out Laura could see the pharmacist ogling at her endowed back side in the reflecting glass wall. She turned her head suddenly looking at him. He was caught unaware staring at her bubbly buttocks, he looked away embarrassed. 

She smiled to herself. Laura had that effect on men. The bus was on time and soon she was cruising towards Massachusetts Avenue. Laura loved Boston, its deep history was etched into the city's architecture. The John F Kennedy library and museum loomed large as a reminder of ages past, the U.S.S Constitution and USS constitution museum cerebrated Boston's contribution to the greatest constitution in the world. Boston was not lacking in attractions. 

Laura had felt right at home in the city as soon as she’d arrived. She'd been there for eight months and loved exploring the town when she wasn’t very busy. Selina was waiting for her in the cafeteria opposite the Boston symphony orchestra building. Practice was not due for another fifteen minutes. Enough time for coffee and some gossip. 

Selina was already on her second mug of coffee washing down slices of black cake when Laura arrived. Selina was the skinny type, never gaining weight no matter what she ate. Laura watched everything she ate and marveled at her friend’s stroke of good luck. "Hello, girlfriend," Selina exclaimed as they pecked on the cheeks. 

 “Chocolate cake, really?" Laura joked eyeing the cake hungrily. "The perks of being me." Selina replied playfully. “What happened yesterday?" She asked with concern referring to the accident. “Well, I was on Huntington Avenue at the connection to the St.Stephen road..." Laura narrated her accident. 

 Once Selina was sure that her friend was alright the jokes began. They laughed heartily about the old woman who almost went to shock. Selina leaned in and said with a serious face “Do you know if you'd died you would’ve died a virgin. Never to know the feeling of a man inside you!" Selina went on to laugh hysterically enjoying her own crooked joke. 

 “I hadn't thought of that. Somebody come and rescue me from this curse." Laura retorted jokingly. The banter continued and before they knew it fifteen minutes were up. They rushed to the Orchestra, parting at the elevator. As Laura watched her friend run to her sessions she wondered what it was like to be Selina. She loved to have fun. She was always inviting Laura to parties which she declined. 

Selina loved to talk about her men. Sometimes the details were so real that Laura could picture them. Selina making love to a guy in the park bench was her favorite. It seemed so erotic to Laura. She was not as courageous and doubted she'd have the guts to get intimate in such a public place. 

She was still a virgin at nineteen; there were not many virgins her age. That she was sure of. The practice session was held at the auditorium Basiron; named after the famous Renaissance era French composer. Most of her colleagues were already unpacking their instruments and fine tuning them. 

The assistant conductor walked around passing over the day’s score. Laura unpacked her cello in the string section. An orchestra is like an army. Many sections make up the whole ensemble with the soloist being at the helm. The people in the hall were some of the best instrument players in the country. Laura and one other guy who played the bass guitar were the youngest at nineteen. 

It was a great honor to be there and they all knew it. Clapping ensued when the conductor walked in. Pablo Emmanuel was an acclaimed conductor who'd won many prestigious awards. He looked the part; with a well cut fitting cream suit. The Italian was in his element. He went around personally saying hi to everybody. 

When he reached Laura he shook her hand. He was a handsome man, too handsome for a fifty year old. He obviously worked out as his body was sculpted in perfect dimensions. The cologne he wore was musky with a hint of earth. Or was it his aftershave? Laura could not tell. “Miss Laura, I'm glad you could join us." he said softly kissing her hand. Laura blushed struggling to say something. 

Why did she act like a schoolgirl in front of handsome men? "I was very impressed with your masterly of the cello," he continued. She blurted out a curtsy not knowing what to say. It was said that conductor Pablo could have any woman he wanted. Notwithstanding that he was married to a Czech super model. 

As he continued on Laura reprimanded herself. What was she thinking, drooling over a man old enough to be her father? The orchestra roared to life, the symbols and notes coming alive in the capable hands of the players. The acclaimed soloist Madam Adeline was amazing, the cadenza was magnificent; that moment when all the instruments go quiet leaving only the soloist. The underlying theme was movement; going from one mood to the next. From the old to the new. 

Rehearsals always ended too soon for her, and it was time to go. Most of her colleagues had other gigs. Laura only played at the orchestra. She helped the librarian organize the sheet music when she had free time. The assistant director called her over as she was going to the records office. "Laura, please help me with today's score. 

I am really tied up." she asked. "Be glad to." Laura affirmed. Nobody was allowed to leave with the music sheets before a big performance. Somebody might leak it. The orchestra world was full of con artists, a new piece from a big composer like Pablo would fetch a pretty price particularly from the many 'music' magazines out there. 

One of the A3 sized sheets dropped to the floor. While picking it up, a sharp pain shot up her leg. She’d unknowingly put pressure on the swollen knee. Without meaning to Laura cried out in pain. The room went quiet several people rushing to her. “What is wrong? Are you alright?” Somebody asked. Everybody knew she was the youngest. They treated her like a kid sister. Now concern was in everybody's faces. 

Even the great Pablo was fussing over her. “It is nothing. I had a minor car accident yesterday. Only a bit of swelling here.” she pleaded. “A car accident? And you didn't think of telling us?" the assistant conductor, a motherly woman demanded. Soon everything was getting blown out of proportion. “This is very serious. 

If it gets worse you could miss the main performance. Then where will I get another cello player who knows the music? You should rest this week. We will replace you as we cannot put you or the performance at risk” Pablo said after looking at her knee for a few seconds. Laura wondered which of the two he was more concerned about. She explained for the umpteenth time that she was fine. 

After a lot of back and forth the assistant director came up with what seemed like a deal. Laura would see a doctor, get medication and if the doctor affirmed she was fit to perform then her practice would continue. The assistant wanted to know if Laura needed a ride to the hospital. Laura decided to take the taxi instead. She knew they were only trying to help. All of them apart from Pablo who she thought was more worried about the performance. 

The taxi dropped her at the main entrance of Girts Medical center hospital. The entrance was right next to the ER. It seemed irresponsible to be bothering the hospital with her small problem while there were obviously people who needed the service more. Finally she worked up the courage and approached the reception. 

The nurse manning the desk gave her a card to fill up. Bless her aunt for keeping her health cover updated. The nurse glanced at her card and promptly issued her with a pass. “Doctor Mathew at room 51. A nurse will be over shortly to escort you.” She said. Laura waited on the bench.

 

A nurse carrying a file folder approached shortly. 

“Laura Daniels?” she inquired. Laura responded to the positive. “I am Agnes. Please follow me.” She gestured. Laura followed the black nurse down the hallway and finally round a corner. The room they were going through read “general physician". Inside was a couch with two people seated. They seemed to be a couple; Laura wondered what had brought them there. 

Agnes gave her a chair and went through a white door on the left; the doctor would see her soon. After a few minutes she realized why the couple was there. A boy of about four came out smiling. His hand had a cast which had just been applied. The young lad must have broken his arm. He stood there grinning at his parents when the doctor followed and gave them a prescription paper to take to the pharmacy. 

"One more thing…,"he said to the boy just as they were about to leave. "I haven't signed your cast" the doctor took out a pen from his coat and made an autograph in the young boys cast. The boy broke out into a big smile delighted beyond words. The Doctor glanced up at Laura and a lump formed in her throat. “It seems you're next. Miss err…" he asked. “Me?

Laura, Laura Daniels.” she stammered looking at the brown piercing eyes of the doctor. Why did she sound like a little girl? “Come on in Miss Daniels, I'm Doctor Mathew.” he said with a smile, heading inside the office. “Excuse me, should I bring in my handbag or leave it outside here?" Laura fumbled. "It is okay, you can take it inside," Nurse Agnes replied with a smile. The walls of the office were green. 

Besides the small desk, a chair and the file cabinet there wasn't any other furniture in the room. A white curtain ran along the length of the room partitioning it into two. Nurse Agnes gave the doctor her file. He read it and looked at her. “What happened to your knee?" He asked. Laura narrated her incident to him trying to avert her eyes from his piercing eyes.

 “And now without a medical clearance they will not allow me to play in the orchestra this weekend." She finished. "You play in the orchestra?" The Doctor asked. "Yes, I play the cello." She said with a hint of a smile. "A cello player? That’s exciting work. I occasionally go to the orchestra myself, as a fan." The doctor countered. 

 Doctor Mathew knew most of the big performances in the Boston orchestra. "You are supposed to be in Tales of the Wind this weekend?" He asked. Laura's face shone with happiness. “Yes, if I get the medical clearance." She said looking at him with her kindest eyes. The doctor laughed. He was definitely older than her, with grey strands of hair that appeared silver on the lining of his hair cut. The white coat he wore hugged his bulging shoulders, doctor Mathew exercised regularly it would seem. Laura was so lost in her assessment of him that he had to repeat again. 

“Let me take a look at that knee." he was saying, gesturing to the curtain. The nurse escorted her to the other side of the partition, it comprised of only a small examination bed. Doctor Mathew took a deep sigh. What was happening to him; his heart was beating rapidly. The first time he had seen Laura in the reception, he'd caught his breath. 

She was very stunning in an innocent way. Her voice was gentle with a soprano he'd never heard before. He saw tens of female’s every day; why was Laura having such an effect on him. Doctor Mathew had lost his wife six months ago, and for the past couple of weeks he'd found himself remembering her more often. 

Maybe this was the reason he was so infatuated with the oval eyed girl, the short skirt that showed her lovely legs could also have something to do with it. Laura sat on the bed, and the nurse started taking her vitals. The nurse removed the thermometer from her mouth. Her body temperature was normal. Doctor Mathew came over, and knelt to take a look at the knee. He was breathing heavily as he felt the swollen part. 

His fingers circled the hard swell, Laura pulled her leg away. "I'm sorry, is that painful? He asked looking at her. “yes, a little bit" she lied quickly looking at the green wall. She could not explain what she'd felt when his fingers had touched her, but it wasn't pain. The doctor took her leg again. “Let us check if there are any other swells on your leg." He said. 

Laura nodded in silence. He started from her ankle, working his way up. His fingers probing till he got to her knee. He avoided the problematic area, and went to her lower thighs. Laura gasped when his firm fingers touched her soft thigh. He looked up startled, "Do you feel anything there?" he asked. She felt something alright, but it wasn't what he was asking. “No, Doctor, I'm just a little tired." She replied. 

What was happening to her? She could feel something building up in her whenever the handsome doctor touched her. “Okay Laura, I'll prescribe some drugs for you. Your knee will need a rub-on relief, a special ointment to prevent the swelling from getting any worse. I will show you how to do it the first time, then you can go home and get some rest. Rub it on the swollen area every day before you go to sleep until the swelling disappears, okay?" He asked. She nodded in agreement. 

While on the outside Laura looked all composed, inside she was in turmoil. A rubbing ointment? She could not imagine the doctor rubbing anything on her. What would her reaction be? The funny thing was that she was kind of looking forward to it. Doctor Mathew went over to the table and started filling out a prescription form. 

The nurse soon came with a bottle of clear liquid. Laura felt a sense of disappointment when she saw Nurse Agnes bend down and start pouring some of the ointment to her hand. The nurse would be performing the exercise. Laura had hoped the good doctor would be the one to do it. The nurse started to apply the ointment on her knee. At first slowly then faster and faster, pain shot up her leg." That hurts" Laura pleaded. 

Doctor Mathew quickly came to the bed parting the curtain on the way. “Let me do it, Agnes," he said taking the bottle from her. "We are just about done for today, go and see if the ER needs any help" he said authoritatively. "Okay, Doctor." the nurse acknowledged passing the ointment. Doctor Mathew was left holding the bottle with Laura staring at him. His eyes were hazy as he looked at the young girl in front of him. 

Her auburn hair hang loosely around her head, her cotton top heaved up and down as she breathed. “Do not be afraid, I'll be real gentle" he said as he went to work. Pouring some of the ointment in his palm he rubbed his hands together. After that he carefully placed his palm on Laura's swollen knee. She closed her eyes for the pain to come. It never came. He very gently caressed her knee with the ointment. 

His eyes glanced at her and saw the closed eyes. She was indeed beautiful, with a lovely body. He could see the way her clothes covered her. As he continued applying the ointment his eyes darted to look between her legs, white panties with a blue lacing stared back at him. His hand quivered aching to pull them down but he restrained himself. She looked so innocent with her eyes closed. 

The doctor realized he'd strayed from the knee, his palm was now running dangerously close to her thighs. Laura was silent her mouth now a little open. Her red rosy lips were trembling with the rhythm of his movement on her leg. He caressed her swollen knee further. Rubbing the ointment deeper and deeper. Her legs arched upwards with every stroke of his fingers. Doctor Mathew could feel himself getting hard as she buckled on the bed.

Clearly she was enjoying fighting a losing battle with her body. Doctor Mathew was getting bold, his hands left the knee area and slowly he rubbed her outer thigh. When she didn't protest he went on, rubbing more of the ointment in both hands he started caressing her revealed thighs. Using both hands he went up and down repeatedly. When she bit her tongue and opened her eyes he stopped. “You’re so beautiful Laura" he said. Laura snapped from her trance. “Thank you, Doctor. Is it done yet? She inquired. 

"Yes it is done" he said getting up. What he wouldn't give to be able to continue exploring her. Laura was afraid to get off the bed. She felt funny down there. Her panties felt damp between her legs. The doctor stood up from his bending position, and she was surprised to see he had a huge hard on. The height to the floor from the bed now seemed higher. The doctor came to her rescue helping her off the examination bed. 

He held her hand as she got off. She could smell his mild cologne, so manly. As he held her down Laura involuntarily leaned on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her neck, and they stared into each other’s eyes. He looked so handsome. The storm inside her started blowing again. Nobody could tell how their lips touched. 

One minute they were staring like love struck teenagers and the next kissing hungrily. His mouth was warm, and his hand tightened around her neck. All she could think about was how hot it felt. He ran his hand over her top rubbing the hidden nipples. She moaned in pleasure. Laura had never felt anything this good. Kelvin had not made her body burn up like this. She pressed her body on his chest finally breaking the kiss. 

His hands found the lining between her blouse top and skirt, making contact with her naked belly. She lifted her hands placing them on his shoulders. All inhibition now gone they were panting like puppies as he made subtle caresses on her belly. His hands went further up, on reaching her brassiere he cupped both her boobs with his hands. 

She moaned some more urging him on. .He rubbed her brassiere stirring wonderful sensations that ran all over her chest. Without noticing she parted her legs, the doctor now stood his massive frame between them as she sat on the bed. She could feel the neat coming from his manhood. Unclasping the bra from the back his hands let the brassiere fall inside the cotton top. Her tits were now bare, and yearning to be touched. 

 He continued stroking her back. She wriggled her back and he read her perfectly. His experienced hands found the bare nipples. He rubbed them pinching them softly. Laura could feel her nipples get hard. He seemed to get turned on some more and without warning he picked her up by the waist. Her legs automatically went to his back, tightening around his waist. He stood in the middle of the small office holding her ass as she pressed tighter. His protruding stiffness was pressed firmly on her panties, which were visible, her skirt tangled up in the waist. Together they started grinding through their clothes. 

Her panties finally slid to one side exposing her womanhood to his rock hard erection, still tucked in the black trousers. It feels so good Laura thought. He looked at her and she saw raw desire in his eyes. They kissed again, this time with a raw primal need. He sat down on the small chair, and Laura was now straddling him. He planted kisses on her face, finding the seam of her blouse, he helped her to remove it. The top fell to the floor with the brassiere wrapped inside. He buried his tongue in her chest, tasting her enormous breasts. Laura closed her eyes delighted by the new sensation. 

He curled his tongue around her nipples, each one in turn. Her panties were now soaked. His expert fingers went down her back until they reached the crack of her butt. With one finger he traced her crack to her back, lifting her slightly her vagina throbbed when it was touched. Was she too wet? Would he get turned off? She did not want him to stop. On finding her so wet, Doctor Mathew went into a rave. 

It seemed he liked that she was so turned on, so wet. Once again he got up, but this time he carried her to the examination bed, laying her on her back. She hid her face with her hand shyly, feeling vulnerable all of a sudden. "Do you like what I'm doing to you?" He asked as he fondled her breasts. Laura was silent. “Do you want me to stop?" He continued inquiring. "No, please don't stop.” she managed to reply though her mouth felt very dry. 

 The doctor smiled, obviously relieved. He got onto the bed with her. His tongue went to work again as he made a path from her boobs down to her belly. This time he didn't stop there, he kissed her navel and went further down. She grabbed his head in alarm. “Don’t worry I won't hurt you" he assured her, kissing the hands that restrained him. She gave herself up to the storm once again. His tongue licked her waist till it found the lining of her skirt. He pulled the skirt down till it reached her knees. 

Then he licked the top of her exposed panties. He ran his tongue all over her hidden crotch, and Laura exclaimed in pleasure. “There, Doctor, right there." she said as his tongue found a spot that made her delirious. He pulled her panties to one side leaving her clit exposed. When he twirled his tongue around it and sucked she gave out a small scream. Her pink pussy was now throbbing, aching for more. He was not in a hurry. His tongue continued tasting her, finally burying itself inside her hairless mound. 

She screamed again, now louder. He removed her panties together with the skirt in her knees. She lay there in front of him totally naked with only her hand hiding her face. He threw his white coat away, and his tie followed soon after. Parting her legs he inserted a finger in her vagina, the moistness sucked the finger in, the walls closing on it like a vacuum machine. Laura wriggled her ass asking for more fingers inside her. He obliged and started shaking the finger inside her. It was too much for poor Laura. 

She grabbed his shoulders bringing him down to her. She held on to him so tightly that he couldn't make any movements with his finger. He removed it and she yelped to the sensation. He removed his belt unfastening his trousers in the process. Then he pressed his hard penis, still in the boxers, to her naked pussy. The feeling of his hardness on her brought about a deep need in the depths of her stomach. She clung to him tightly, and the doctor started to pound her with his hidden cock. 

The feeling in her stomach increased in intensity and Laura was soon making sweet noises as the doctor worked her. Is this how it felt? She wanted all of it. “I want you doctor, deep inside." she said in a timid voice. He did not wait for another invitation. He got rid of his shirt, and Laura looked in awe at the well-formed body. She ran her fingers over his white chest hair, and through his muscular shoulder blades. He kissed her, slowly and sensually. Laura massaged his back; she wanted to feel that cock. 

Her hand finally got into his trousers, and inside the boxers. His cock was massive; it felt like a snake with veins running its breadth. She put her small fingers around it and massaged. The doctor groaned in pleasure. She caressed the shaft running her fingers up and down. The doctor kissed her deeply, sinking his tongue in her mouth. They moved together as she caressed his cock, and he kissed her passionately for a while. He disengaged from her hold and with one swift motion threw his pants to the floor. With only boxers on and Laura lying naked before him he was reaching his climax fast. He pressed his boxers on her crotch again and began grinding. 

Laura did not want any more of that. She needed him inside of her. “I want you inside of me; please, I want you to be my first." She begged. The doctor stopped his motions immediately. “Your first? You haven't done this before?" He asked with lots of concern. "No, I haven't" she answered. “Maybe this is not such a good idea" the doctor hesitated. “No, please don't stop" Laura replied pulling him to her. When he saw the curve of her hip rounding off to the mystery beneath her navel, all of his reservations quickly went away. She tried to touch his cock but the boxer was on the way. Half sitting she removed the troublesome boxers, and finally the cock stood erect in front of her face. Her mouth went to its tip giving the massive member a kiss. The doctor held her head, she ran her tongue all the way down to the shaft. 

There was no taste to it just the smell of sex in the air. When she reached the base she rolled her tongue all over his balls. The doctor moaned a deep groan. She then took his massive tip inside her mouth. She could feel the veins pumping in her mouth as it went in and out, fucking her cute mouth. The doctor was now holding tightly to her head, pushing his cock inside her warm mouth. 

He quickly pulled it out, when he was just about to explode. He pushed her back to the bed and separated her legs. Slowly he placed the tip of his hard cock on her opening. She twisted trying to get it inside. “Patience, Laura" he instructed. His cock softly pressed to her pussy lips, it danced around the moistness. Inch by inch he pressed inside, slowly at first and then with more intent. She gasped as the tip of his manliness went inside her. 

A pleasure that she'd never felt before enveloped her. The doctor knew what he was doing. He thrust in and out using only the tip of his penis. He wanted her all wet, finally with a firmer stroke he urged his shaft inside her. Laura wrapped her arms around him crying in pain and pleasure. With a final stroke he thrust his entire cock inside her, before she could scream he started making love to her, pumping in and out with an unrelenting urgency. Laura felt the dick inside her, strong and hard, her whole body vibrated as he thrust into her with more venom. 

This was better than she'd expected. The way the doctor moved turned her even more. His tight butt diving into her was the most erotic sight she'd ever seen. The storm inside her was increasing, soon she would explode. "Do not stop, Doctor, make love to me!" she implored. He thrust in harder, and she lifted herself to meet him. His body felt weightless on top of her. Each time he went in a shiver would rise from his cock to her body. 

It felt like nothing shed ever experienced. When she thought she was about to burst and couldn’t take it anymore he stopped. “go on; don’t stop now." she said. He did not reply but turned her over. Laura’s back now facing the doctor. She felt his cock on her bare buttocks. The doctor was running it up and down her exposed vagina. His hands picked her up, propping her behind up. 

Laura knew this style, the famous dog style. It felt slutty bending over in front of the doctor. His hard cock probed her until it squeezed inside her warmness again. He started pumping as soon as it was in. In this angle he felt bigger inside her. Every thrust was met, Laura seeking to fill the overwhelming need. He dug in harder and harder, and she had to hold on to the bed rails for support. He grabbed her waist, then her hair in his hands. 

Her pussy was now filled to the maximum; she could feel nothing else but him now. The storm was brewing, soon she would explode. The knock on the door became louder. Neither the doctor nor Laura could hear it. They were entangled in a maddening mating session. The doctor could not take his eyes off her back, her ass and her hair as the whole body rocked to his thrusts. 

The knock became louder.

 

"Doctor Mathew, are you inside there?" Nurse Agnes asked, knocking on the door once again. The doctor could hear Agnes but he couldn't stop. He wanted to go on and never stop. Laura felt so good "DOCTOR!" the nurse shouted from outside. They stopped their rhythm suddenly, reality finally dawning on them. Doctor Mathew removed his hard cock from her. "No,” Laura pleaded, knowing it was over. 

 The doctor gave her a kiss on the forehead." We have to stop Laura, I'm sorry." They put on their clothes quickly, and he made her sit at the table. He then proceeded to open the door. “Agnes, "sorry about that, Miss Daniels had some complications. I was giving her the full body checkup." "What complications, Doctor?" the nurse inquired. "Everything is all taken care of. There is nothing to worry about, is there, Laura? Doctor Mathew asked. “I am all good now doctor" she replied her eyes shimmying around shyly. 

 The nurse did not seem convinced. She picked some files and saw herself out, all the time eyeing the room suspiciously. “That was close” Doctor Matthew said exhaling a deep sigh of relief. Laura wanted to finish what they had started, but the mood didn't seem right. Doctor Mathew gave her the bottle of ointment and some pain killers. He gave her the prescription form and a letter confirming that she was fit to play in the performance. “This should do it" he said. He then gave her his card, in case of any complications. “You can always come to my office, Saturday afternoons are ideal for dealing with any unfinished complications." He said with a straight face. Laura knew exactly what he meant. 

The next morning, Laura went straight to the conductor's office and handed the assistant her clearance letter. Pablo the great was nowhere to be seen, but his assistant assured her everything was in order; she could join the others for the rehearsals. Laura skipped outside the orchestra building and into the café where Selina was waiting. After their usual niceties complete with the kisses, they focused on the coffee. Selina sipped the coffee and washed down the delicious looking cookie. 

“How was the medical check? Are you all good now?” She asked.” “I don't even feel the swell in my knee anymore. I got a great doctor who rubbed this magic medicine and poof, it went away." Laura said. "Wow, that is great, at least you can wear your heels for the big performance." Selina said. “I’ll be the most gorgeous cello player in the whole stage" Laura joked. They laughed in unison. “The doctor also popped my cherry" Laura said as a matter of fact. Selina looked at her in disbelief." Get out of here. You're joking” she said looking for signs of a joke in her friends face. When it sank in Selina let out a shocked scream. 

Everybody in the small cafe looked at them like they were crazy. Laura went on to narrate the most erotic experience of her life.   The performance had gone well the previous night. Everybody had been brilliant. The musical magazines and websites were already calling it the "performance of the year." Laura negotiated her bug around the corner and held her breath. It was Saturday afternoon and ahead was her destination. She was going back to the hospital. She had not called Doctor Mathew in advance. She just didn't know what to say. 

The hospital was not as busy as the last time she was there. She ignored the reception and headed straight to room 51. The waiting area was empty, Nurse Agnes was nowhere to be seen. She knocked on the white door suddenly feeling stupid. What was she doing here? "Come on in" a deep bass said. She slowly got in. "Laura, you came!" doctor Mathew said standing up from his desk. He was wearing blue denim trousers today, with the same white coat he had the last time. She didn't whether to hug, shake his hand or kiss him. 

He on the other hand knew exactly what to do with the stunning beauty standing in front of him. He drew her to him, closing his mouth on hers. He wanted to feel her tongue on his. Pushed her backwards, pinning her tight dress to the door. With one hand he locked the door, while the other caressed her waist. Laura was already burning up and she struggled to remove his pants. 

The denim fell to the ground, revealing the huge bulge in his shorts. She touched the erect cock and it hardened in her hand. Doctor Mathew went crazy when she touched him. He pulled the dress up to her waist and started caressing her pussy through the panties. His mind remembered how she felt, a sense of urgency engulfed him. He ripped the panties to one side and to his surprise they came off. She was now bare, waiting for him. 

He parted her thighs and inserted his finger inside the warmness. She cried out in pleasure when he rubbed her clit. She couldn't wait anymore; directing the stiff cock Laura saddled him. He pounded her pussy there on the door, her legs swinging wildly behind him. When he exploded into her, Laura clung tightly to him. All unresolved complications were now settled.