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Authors: Kinsey Grey
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likely person on earth to do it. But fate had put Ashton in my path. This exam was just a stepping stone to greener hills ahead.
I just wasn’t sure if I had the strength to take another step.
“What are you going to do to me?”
“Give you a proper check-up,” Dr. Fox said. His lanky body practically vibrated with anticipation.
I propped up on my elbows so I could see what they were doing.
Dr. Fox held up his long, skinny middle finger. Inspected it like it was a tool. He spit on it and licked the spit all over.
“Proper lubrication is key,” he said.
A moment later his finger penetrated my pussy. Deep. His other fingers squished into my labia. He curled his finger up and a jolt of pleasure ricocheted through me.
What was that?!
“Proper tight pussy, here,” Dr. Fox said. He continued to give my pussy the Come Here finger. The tight walls inside me responded to every inch.
“Howie, strip the bars off my collar if this ain’t a tight virgin pussy.”
“I want absolute certainty, Ollie,” he said. “Make it thorough.”
“My pleasure.”
He pumped his finger in and out of my pussy.
It was horrible to admit. Horrible to think, even if I didn’t have to admit it.
His finger felt good. My pussy had a mind of its own.
“How’s the clitoris, love,” Dr. Fox said.
“You don’t need to inspect that do you?”
“Wouldn’t hurt,” he said.
He licked his other fingers and landed them on my clit. He circled again and again. The folded flesh hiding my clit slid back and forth.
A moan escaped before I could swallow it.
“That’s it, love,” Dr. Fox said. “She’s tight as a drum.”
“That may be,” Captain Barclay said, “but a harlot has many tools with which to pleasure a man.”
I opened my eyes.
I don’t know when they closed. Dr. Fox’s fingers glided in and out of my wet pussy, slid circles over my silky clit. He made it hard to keep my eyes open and focused.
I hated that it felt so good. I was a horrible, trashy person. Just like Captain Barclay believed. Even though I was a virgin. It didn’t many any sense.
Captain Barclay stood next to Dr. Fox, both between my legs. His thick cock in his hands. He stroked it like he was whipping a horse. How many carriages had that horse pulled? I didn’t want to know.
“Let’s check her ass, Ollie,” he said.
He did NOT just say that.
CHAPTER TWO
Lightning fear bolted up my spine. Goosebumps popped out on my arms and legs. My fat, useless tongue made it hard to breathe. A sheen of sweat licked my skin.
My asshole clinched tight. My pussy did too. The pressure of Dr. Fox’s finger inside me a pleasing confusion.
“You don’t need to examine me there,” I said. My words came out meek and scared. It wasn’t acting. I was a virgin. That meant I was doubly a butt virgin.
“Hiding something, Charlie? Proceed with the exam.”
“You sure, Captain?”
“I’ll leave no stone unturned where the good name of my family is concerned,” Captain Barclay said.
“Aye, aye, Captain,” Dr. Fox said.
At least he’d have his finger out of my pussy. At least I wouldn’t have to reign in my body and its unexpected and unwelcome response. I hated that my body was climbing toward climax. To a shameful orgasm that I hoped would never come.
That was something.
Dr. Fox’s fingers left my clit.
I shuddered. Thankful for the diminished sensation. The last thing I wanted was to come all over him. It would do nothing but validate Captain Barclay’s low opinion of me.
I couldn’t let myself come. I had to hold it in. For Ashton. For our future.
Any second now and Dr. Fox’s long finger would let my pussy relax. Let me catch a breath.
Then another finger pressed into my pussy.
“Oh god,” I said. “Oh please. Too much.”
“Borrowing some lube,” Dr. Fox. “If you think proper lubrication is important for your honeypot, you’d better believe it’s a big deal for your backside.”
My butt clinched again. It did not
I just wasn’t sure if I had the strength to take another step.
“What are you going to do to me?”
“Give you a proper check-up,” Dr. Fox said. His lanky body practically vibrated with anticipation.
I propped up on my elbows so I could see what they were doing.
Dr. Fox held up his long, skinny middle finger. Inspected it like it was a tool. He spit on it and licked the spit all over.
“Proper lubrication is key,” he said.
A moment later his finger penetrated my pussy. Deep. His other fingers squished into my labia. He curled his finger up and a jolt of pleasure ricocheted through me.
What was that?!
“Proper tight pussy, here,” Dr. Fox said. He continued to give my pussy the Come Here finger. The tight walls inside me responded to every inch.
“Howie, strip the bars off my collar if this ain’t a tight virgin pussy.”
“I want absolute certainty, Ollie,” he said. “Make it thorough.”
“My pleasure.”
He pumped his finger in and out of my pussy.
It was horrible to admit. Horrible to think, even if I didn’t have to admit it.
His finger felt good. My pussy had a mind of its own.
“How’s the clitoris, love,” Dr. Fox said.
“You don’t need to inspect that do you?”
“Wouldn’t hurt,” he said.
He licked his other fingers and landed them on my clit. He circled again and again. The folded flesh hiding my clit slid back and forth.
A moan escaped before I could swallow it.
“That’s it, love,” Dr. Fox said. “She’s tight as a drum.”
“That may be,” Captain Barclay said, “but a harlot has many tools with which to pleasure a man.”
I opened my eyes.
I don’t know when they closed. Dr. Fox’s fingers glided in and out of my wet pussy, slid circles over my silky clit. He made it hard to keep my eyes open and focused.
I hated that it felt so good. I was a horrible, trashy person. Just like Captain Barclay believed. Even though I was a virgin. It didn’t many any sense.
Captain Barclay stood next to Dr. Fox, both between my legs. His thick cock in his hands. He stroked it like he was whipping a horse. How many carriages had that horse pulled? I didn’t want to know.
“Let’s check her ass, Ollie,” he said.
He did NOT just say that.
CHAPTER TWO
Lightning fear bolted up my spine. Goosebumps popped out on my arms and legs. My fat, useless tongue made it hard to breathe. A sheen of sweat licked my skin.
My asshole clinched tight. My pussy did too. The pressure of Dr. Fox’s finger inside me a pleasing confusion.
“You don’t need to examine me there,” I said. My words came out meek and scared. It wasn’t acting. I was a virgin. That meant I was doubly a butt virgin.
“Hiding something, Charlie? Proceed with the exam.”
“You sure, Captain?”
“I’ll leave no stone unturned where the good name of my family is concerned,” Captain Barclay said.
“Aye, aye, Captain,” Dr. Fox said.
At least he’d have his finger out of my pussy. At least I wouldn’t have to reign in my body and its unexpected and unwelcome response. I hated that my body was climbing toward climax. To a shameful orgasm that I hoped would never come.
That was something.
Dr. Fox’s fingers left my clit.
I shuddered. Thankful for the diminished sensation. The last thing I wanted was to come all over him. It would do nothing but validate Captain Barclay’s low opinion of me.
I couldn’t let myself come. I had to hold it in. For Ashton. For our future.
Any second now and Dr. Fox’s long finger would let my pussy relax. Let me catch a breath.
Then another finger pressed into my pussy.
“Oh god,” I said. “Oh please. Too much.”
“Borrowing some lube,” Dr. Fox. “If you think proper lubrication is important for your honeypot, you’d better believe it’s a big deal for your backside.”
My butt clinched again. It did not