Erotic Fantasy Story On Request With Pics

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Hi friends,
On this thread I will post stories written by me on request of my friends with pics
I hope you will love my stories.

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INDEX
1.INNOCENT JANHAVI banged BY ANWAR
(Requested by Suraj)
https://xossipy.com/thread-9548.html

2.Personal Treatment By Dr.FARIDA
(Requested by Faridakochodo)
https://xossipy.com/thread-9548-page-2.html

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First Story On The Thread
INNOCENT JANHAVI banged BY ANWAR
(Requested by Suraj)



It was the day of my 22th birthday party. I had been planning this day for a few months and was looking forward to tossing back a few (or several) drinks with my friends and my beloved boyfriend Sunil after a long  time. I've been working as a pharmaceutical sales representative in Sun Pharma since I graduated from college a year ago and even though I had been killing it with my sales goals, all the long hours and traveling were starting to wear me down. The weekend was finally here and I could let loose! I had recently purchased my first grown-up house, a single family home (even though I lived on my own) on a secluded block near Noida Expressway . It was a beautiful home that I used my yearly bonus check to put a down payment on. I planned to use my next bonus on interior decoration of my dream house , I just needed to make sure I continued doing well at work with the doctors and customers relentlessly. 

Anyway, since my yard was huge and my backyard was perfect for hosting, and because I didn't have any real neighbors close by, I decided to throw a house party and invited about 8 of my close friends from college to come and celebrate with me. 

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It was summertime and the weather was perfect for an outdoor BBQ. My boyfriend Sunil, and a few of my close friends came over around 6pm to help me set up before everyone else arrived at 8pm. We had tables and chairs set up for people to sit and eat, a grill fired up with chicken and steak kabobs, coolers full of beer and wine coolers and cornhole in case the guys wanted to play a game. As my friends started to arrive, I quickly ran upstairs to my bedroom to change clothes. I shimmied on a pair of short blue shorts and decided to go bra-less with a sexy white top that showed off my flat stomach. I slipped on a pair of converse shoes and ran back downstairs and out the back door to join the party, which was now in full swing!

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My boyfriend Sunil made sure a new beer was in my hand whenever I ran low. He was such a wonderful boyfriend. He had helped me plan the entire party and even though I'm the independent lone-wolf type, I had fallen head over heels for him. We were even talking about taking the next step in our relationship by having him move in. We had been together for a couple years but he was still so flirty with me. All night he would wrap his arms around my waist and kiss my neck or smack my ass when I walked by. We were the perfect pair and we were also getting pretty drunk. 


As the night went on, people filtered in and out of the house. I did a few shots with my friends and we danced on my back patio with the music blasting as we laughed and giggled about the boys watching us. They stood in clusters near the beer coolers, probably talking sports and watching us girls get drunk and silly. After another round of shots, I looked around to find Sunil and saw him talking with some of my guy friends as well as his best friend, Anwar.

I didn't invite Anwar, I never did when Sunil and I made plans of my birthday party . There's just something about him I did not like. As far as looks go, he's a good looking guy. He's a little taller than Sunil (who's 5 feet 9 inch) and towers over my 5 feet tall body. A couple of my friends have asked me to set them up with him, but they're always crushed when they find out he's married with a kid. By all accounts, here's perfectly normal. I've even met his wife Farida and we get along really well, but he irks me for some reason, maybe because I felt ike he's always staring at me. It made me so uncomfortable. 

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"Ugh, great" I muttered to myself when I saw him. I decided that another drink would make me forget about it. I continued chatting my with girlfriends as we caught up about the latest gossip and laughed about their latest hookups. Each time I glanced over at Sunil, I would catch Anwar staring right at me. It made me blush and quickly turn away. 


It was starting to get late, it was well after midnight and everyone was properly sloshed. A couple of my friends had already passed out on my couche. The only people still partying were me, Sunil and Anwar.



We had all made our way back into my house. Sunil was sitting on the recliner chair in my living room and I was sitting on his lap. His eyes kept rolling into the back of his head and I knew he was about to pass out. Anwar was sitting on the couch watching tv with one of my friends who was passed out next to him. 

"Sunil? Baby come on," I said to Sunil. "Don't pass out down here, let's go upstairs to bed." I tried shaking him and even slapped his face a little, but he was officially zonked out. He never snores unless he's black out drunk and he was snoring very loudly, right in my face. 

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I was drunk, but sure wasnt going to sleep on his lap. I was going to my bed, even if I had to sleep there alone. I scooted my drunk self off  Sunil's lap and tried to stand up. 


"Ha, you ok there?" Anwar asked me as he laughed. I was stumbling all over the place. 

"Mmmhmm, yeah I'm fine." I snarled back at him. I didn't want this guy to sleep at my house, but there was still room on my large sectional couch for him , so I figured it was best that he stay. 

"Goodnight, Janhavi" he smiled at me as I stumbled out of the living room and headed up the stairs to my bedroom. 

As soon as I opened my bedroom door I walked straight to my bed and fell face down on my mattress. I didn't even bother changing my clothes or washing my makeup off. I just wanted to sleep. 

I closed my eyes and just as I was about to drift off, I thought I heard the stairs creek. I figured it was just my drunk imagination so I shut my eyes again. I must not have shut my bedroom door because I didn't hear it open, but I did hear it close and lock. This time I was sure of what I was hearing. I turned around to face up on my bed and saw Anwar was standing by my door. 

"What are you doing?!" I yelled. "Get the fuck out!!"
Before I could continue yelling he ran towards the bed and jumped on top of me, pinning me down on my back while straddling my waist. He put one hand over my mouth and his other hand around my neck. 



"Shut up!" He hissed at me. "Shut the fuck up!"



I was choking. I needed air. I quickly nodded my head in agreeance hoping he would take his hand off my neck. He released his grip and I gasped for air. 



"Anwar...what...what are you doing??"



"I have been waiting to do this for a long time," he said. 



"What?? What do you mean??? Please, just get off me and let me go. I'm sure it's just a drunken mistake," I said hopefully. 



"Oh no, nooo, no, I've watched you flaunt your sexy sexy body around for years. Wearing all those mini skirts , sexy tops, showing off  your huge boobs. Sunil is such a lucky man and you two keep flaunting your relationship in my face. But tonight, your milky boobs,your huge ass and every inch of your sexy body is mine!"


With that, he reached both hands down and squeezed my bra-less boobs through my white top gripping them roughly. I yelled out in pain. 

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"Don't you touch me!!" I yelled as he continued to maul my boobs. He was grabbing handfuls and mashing them in his large hands, massaging them roughly as I whimpered in pain. "Stoppp, ohh that hurts," I moaned. 


"Does Sunil give your boobs the attention they deserve?" 
He asked. "Does he?"
I didn't answer. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that Sunil did not give my boobs a lot of attention. Sex with Sunil was great, mostly because he had a huge cock. He didn't have a ton of moves and foreplay wasn't his forte, but he could pound my pussy hard and fast with that big cock of his, so I let the lack of foreplay (and kink) slide.


"Answer me, Sweetheart. I asked you a question. Does your boyfriend give your boobs the attention they need??" He asked again. 

I closed my eyes and looked away. He squeezed my tits until I thought they'd explode and laughed. "I'll take your silence as a no. But don't worry, those milky boobs are going to get more than enough attention tonight."


He remained on top of me, straddling me on the bed, as he started to undo his belt buckle. He pulled it from his shorts then grabbed my hands and started to wrap the belt around my wrists. He pulled my arms above my head and fastened my wrists to the headboard. It all happened so fast, I was restrained within seconds. I looked up at him, towering above me, feeling so vulnerable. 

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His hands made their way from my wrists back down to my boobs. I was breathing heavily, not sure if I would cry or have a panic attack. His fingers lightly traced down my bare arms to my sensitive neck and down to my cleavage, teasing and tickling the top of my mounds before ripping my white top apart and ripping the tattered cloth from my body. 


My boobs were now completely exposed. Due to the cold air and from the brutal boobs massage my nipples were rock hard. The little brown nubs were quite big. But they were extremely sensitive. Every now and then Anwar  bite my nipples while I rode up and down on his hard dick and it would send me over the edge to an orgasm. 


"Mmmmm, what perfect milk tanks" Anwar said. "And look at those brown nipples. Are they sensitive? Let's find out..."


He flicked my right nipple. I felt my pussy clench and start to throb. It hurt, but it felt damn good. Then he flicked my left nipple. It sent another shock through my body straight to my pussy and I let out a slight moan. 

"Mmmhmmm haha, just like I thought. A slut. I knew you had to be a filthy whore. You act so fuckin proper, your big house and your fancy job, but underneath it all you're just a cum hungry slut, huh?"



He began alternating flicking each nipple. I tried thrashing around on the bed, trying to get away from the pain. That only made him mad and he reached out with both hands and grabbed a nipple in each hand as he squeezed them between his fingers. 



"Agghhhhhhhh!!" I yelled out in pain. "Stop!! LET GOOO!!"



He squeezed harder and began pulling my nipples from my body. 


I yelled out again. "Aaaaaahhhhhgggggg, pleeeeease oh my god that hurts. Please let go"

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I was arching my back trying to ease the pain emanating from my tiny buds, but it looked like I was offering my boobs to Anwar. 


"You asshole," I begged, "You're a piece of shit. I knew you were shady ever since Sunil introduced me to you!"

He began twisting my nipples. "Is that so?" He sneered. "Well ever since Sunil introduced me to you, I've wanted to tie you down and make you my cumslut".

He released my nipples and I watched my boobs bounced on my chest. I was breathing heavy, just trying to catch my breath after feeling like my nipples were being torn from my body. His fingers traced down my flat stomach to my shorts. He moved off of me, but quickly unbuttoned my shorts and shimmied them down my tan legs, along with my white thong. I began kicking at him, hoping to hit him and yell loud enough that someone would wake up and help me. 

"SUNIL!! HELLPPPP!! Please!!" I yelled as loud as I could, but no one came. They were all still passed out drunk. 

"No one's gonna help you," he jeered. "You're all mine." He was standing up looking down at my naked body. He pulled his shirt off over his head and tossed it on the floor, then unzipped his shorts and let them drop to the floor. His boxers hit the floor immediately after and he was standing over me, completely naked and stroking his growing cock. It was already the size of Sunil's 8 inch dick, but it was getting longer and thicker by the second. 

He crawled back on the bed and I began kicking my legs and yelling again, knowing that he was about to split me open. He pulled my knees apart and held them open with his hands. I have muscular legs from running but they were no match for his very muscular arms. He had my legs pinned open easily and his hands were creeping their way up to my opening. 

"Mmmm, look at that little hole. I can't wait to get inside you." He said as he licked his lips. "Sunil said you've got the tightest pussy he's ever had, I need to see if he's telling the truth...."

One hand crept up my thigh to my pussy and a finger lightly traced my pussy lips. To my surprise, i was soaked with cum from the rough boobs play. My nipples were already sore but my body was starting to betray me. I love a rough fucking, but not like this, not with a man I don't love and trust. Certainly not with my boyfriend's so-called best friend. 

"Oooohh!! Wow, Sunil failed to mention you're a cumslut for nipple play!! Damn!! You really are a filthy slut!"

He decided it was time. He wasnt going to warm me up for his cock, I had already cum from his hands mauling my breasts and that was all the invitation he needed. He moved up my body and continued to pin my knees open with his thighs as he pointed his now 9" hard cock right at the tiny opening of my wet hole. 

"Nooo, please Anwar," I begged and begged. "Don't do this, please Sunil is your friend. Don't do this!"

He didn't care. I could feel pressure build up and my lips spread wide open as he started to insert his thick cock inside me. 

"Ohhh, ohhhhh pleeeease" I moaned. It hurt so good. It was splitting me open but it felt amazing. I thought Sunil's cock had stuffed me more full than I'd ever felt, until now. "Ohhhh, it's so big. I can't take it, please take it out, pleeeeease!!"

"Yeah baby, you're half way. You feel so gooood. Mmmm, now get ready to take some fucking cock!"

He jammed the rest of his cock all the way inside of me and I groaned in pain as the head of his thick cock pushed against the back wall of my vagina. He was buried all the way in my tight wet hole and I felt like his cock was in my stomach. He paused for a moment and just savored the feeling of my pussy contracting around his dick, gripping it like a vice and massaging his thickness with my vagina walls. 

"You'll be begging me to stop, slut," he whispered in my ear and then pulled his cock almost entirely out, then slammed it back in with so much force that it knocked the air out of me. I yelled out a gut wrenching moan. It was incredibly painful as his hard dick pulled out, my pussy clung onto it, begging it not to leave, then contracted several times very quickly as he rammed it back inside my tight opening. 

He didn't stop. He kept thrusting in and out of me, using full powerful strokes, each time he thrusted back in he'd tell me what a whore I was.

 

"Oh. Yeah. You. Fucking. Whore. " he said between strokes. "Take. That. Big. Fucking. Cock. Oh. God. Your. Pussy. Is. So. Fucking. Tight."

He kept banging me. My boobs were bouncing around my chest and my arms were now numb, still restrained above my head and tied to the headboard with his belt. My pussy was throbbing from the brutal fucking and i closed my eyes waiting for Sunil to walk in and save me. It didn't happen. 

Instead, Anwar kept ramming in and out of my sore pussy and began abusing my nipples again. My body betrayed me immediately. My sensitive nipples were being twisted and pulled from my body again and the pain shot from my nipples to my G spot in a nanosecond and I started to cum all over Anwar's penetrating cock. 

"Nooooooo" I yelled out as I came, hard. "Nooooo, pleeeeeease"

"I knew it. You little cumslut. I knew you wanted this dick. You're getting fucked just how you like, like the little slut you are!!"

He kept pounding away, relentless. He was still plucking my left nipple from my body, making me squirm, but his right hand had crept down to my clitorius and he began rubbing circles around the hard bud. My pussy was now squeezing his cock from the nipple orgasm and clitorius attack. 

"Yeah, you slut, massage my cock with that lil pussy. Mmmm you fuckin like it, don't you?? Admit it, you're a bang slut who likes it rough!!"

"Oooowwww pleeeease sttttooooopppp" my entire body was sore and he hadn't let up on the brutal fuck of my tight vagina. My hips had to be bruised and the inside of my vagina was surely wrecked. It felt like a baseball bat was being shoved in and out of my pussy and I could hear my pussy juice soaking his cock. Each time he slammed back into me I could hear my juices welcoming him. My hips started to rise to meet his thrusts and his fingers rubbed right over my G spot. I couldn't believe how good it felt, I knew I was in the brink of another powerful orgasm, but I couldn't let him know!

"I'm begging you!! Please!!" I wasn't sure what I was begging for - Did I want him to stop or did I want him to make my body shudder with pleasure. His cock assaulted my GG spot and his finger attacked my clitoris. I couldn't take anymore. I felt like I was going to pass out. "Please stop, please, ohhh you're hurting me! You're ruining my little hole, please stop!" The pain mixed with the pleasure was too much for me and my body responded with another mind blowing orgasm. 

"Ohhhhh fuuuuuckkkkk, ahhhhhhh, ohhhhh my pusssssyyyyy, pleeeeeeeassee yessss!" 

He pulled his cock out and I could see it was covered in my cum. He jerked his hard dick for a few seconds and then a stream of hot cum hit my boobs. It was a heavy load, my tits were soaked with cum when he was finally done. 


"Damn. MmmMmm, you are one sexy slut when you're covered in my cum. That is some grade A pussy. "

I closed my eyes, hoping this was all just a drunk nightmare and passed out. Just before drifting off, I could feel him unbuckling his belt from my wrists and using a towel to wipe his load from my body. 

When I woke up the next morning, all my friends had left. Sunil was still passed out in the living room and Anwar was no where to be seen. I crawled under my bed covers to sleep off the rest of my hangover, wondering what it would be like the next time I see Anwar...

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Amazing story
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amazing man keep up the good work
write one on bitch farida

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Personal Treatment By Dr.FARIDA
(Requested by Faridakochodo)



I was resting at home one evening after work when the telephone rang. A glance at the caller ID told me that it was the office of my family physician calling. I clicked the talk button and the friendly female voice responded to my greeting cheerily. "Hello. May I please speak to Mr.Rajesh?" 



"Speaking." I answered.



"Mr. Rajesh, this is Shilpa from Community Medical . I am calling to remind you of your appointment for your Annual Physical scheduled for Saturday at 10 AM. Will you be able to keep your appointment with Doctor Farida?"



I groaned to myself, realizing that I had completely forgotten the appointment, which had been scheduled almost two months earlier, at the conclusion of my last physical. Ignoring the temptation to cancel, I politely answered "Yes Shilpa, thank you for reminding me. I will see you on Saturday." I made a mental note that I needed to schedule myself off from work.


Saturday morning quickly arrived. As I planned on going directly to my office following the appointment I dressed in a blue long sleeve button down Peter England shirt and medium grey dress slacks, planning to add the striped tie and Navy blazer that would complete my wardrobe for the day after the completion of my physical exam.

At the medical center I checked in and sat down with my morning newspaper to wait. Soon the nurse called my name and led me to the examining room. The nurse apologized in advance for any embarrassment which might result from the list of personal questions that she was about to ask me, then asked me all the required questions. I graciously answered each without complaint or sarcasm. Once that hurdle was past she thanked me and told me "Doctor Farida will be right in to see you", and departed, leaving me alone in the room.



As I waited I glanced around the small room, taking note of the various medical charts and equipment hanging on the wall and studying in detail the construction of the examination table. As I was immersed in my thoughts there was a loud rap on the door, Doctor Farida quickly stepped into the room and greeted me professionally "Good morning Mr. Rajesh. How are you today?" 



I had been seeing Doctor Farida, as she was referred to by the staff, for the past four years. She was the first female doctor that had ever treated me in my in my adult life. Doctor Farida became my doctor by accident when my previous doctor  became ill and retired suddenly. Doctor Farida happened to be the only physician available to see me when I needed to renew a prescription.



At first I felt uncomfortable with having a female physician examining my body but quickly found Doctor  Farida's pleasant, non-critical professional demeanor much more comfortable than the authoritative and dictatorial bedside manner of her predecessor, and office visits were no longer something to dread.


I had learned that Doctor Farida Khatun , age 36, had emigrated from Bangladesh to India . As a graduate of the excellent medical training in her homeland she found that her skills were in high demand in Delhi and had quickly obtained her Indian medical credentials. She was fluent in both Hindi and  English.

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All business, Doctor Farida addressed me "I see that you are here for your annual physical this morning. Shall we get started?" Without waiting for me to reply she continued "Please roll up your sleeve for the blood pressure check." She sat on her rolling stool and moved it closer to me as I complied and rested my left arm on the armrest of my chair, unconsciously clenching my hand into a fist.

Doctor Farida noticed my clenched fist and pleasantly asked "Please open your hand. Making a fist will elevate your blood pressure." I relaxed my hand and she wrapped the cuff around my upper arm. I stretched out my arm to enable her to place the cuff between my chest and left arm, leaving my open hand extended beyond the edge of the chair. As she began to pump up the bulb her torso bent forward, lowering her full boobs into my palm. She continued taking the reading, seemingly oblivious to the location of her breast.

As I felt her soft tissue compress against my palm I froze. Not wanting to draw the Doctor's attention to the situation I didn't move my hand or to make any effort to break the contact. Fighting the urge to close my hand around the inviting orb within my grasp and explore it, I held my body immobile, barely breathing. I began to feel the beginnings of arousal as blood began to pool in my groin, stimulated by the contact. 

After what seemed to me to be an eternity but in reality was less than a minute, she completed the reading, removed the cuff from my arm and sat up straight, breaking the contact between our bodies, seemingly never aware of what had just transpired. "Your reading is 122 over 84, so your current medications are working very well."

My mind raced, analyzing the incident. Was the contact intentional on her part? Was she testing how I would respond? Was she inviting me to engage in sexual activity with her? Was it accidental? Was Doctor Farida conscious of the contact? Were my reactions appropriate? Did I fail to respond to an invitation to go further?

Doctor Farida moved on to the next step in the exam, measuring my temperature as I studied her appearance carefully for the first time. I realized that her dark hair was pulled back and pinned tightly to her head, also noting that her facial skin was clear and unwrinkled, softly glowing healthily. Her red lips invited contact as they relaxed, slightly parted. 

I noted that she wore an unbuttoned white Doctor's coat over a silky beige shirt . The shirt had buttons down the front, with the top two buttons unfastened, revealing just a hint of cleavage. The colorful fabric stretched firmly across her full bosom, accenting her womanly charms. At the waistline a thin leather belt was tightly cinched, emphasizing her trim waist. Below the waist a darker brown skirt flared to a hemline just above the knees, revealing shapely legs. After concluding my inspection I decided that my physician was a very attractive woman beneath her understated professional façade.

Doctor Farida methodically continued down the checklist of items to be covered during the examination. At her direction I removed my shirt, fumbling nervously to unfasten the buttons and pulled off my undershirt self-consciously and sat on the edge of the examining table as she proceeded to listen to my heartbeat and respiration through her stethoscope. She looked down my throat, up my nostrils, and into my ear canals with various instruments. She tested my vision, having me read letters from the eye chart. 

Moving on, she instructed me to move my arms, legs and neck in various directions as she evaluated the mobility and strength of my extremities. As she tested my legs she tapped my knees with her little mallet, testing my reflexes. When she leaned closer with her mallet the material of her shirt and her bra fell away from her torso. I looked down at her from my perch on the edge of the examining table while she examined my legs and feet and was treated to the sight of her full boobs hanging freely from her chest, fully engorged nipples stretching from their summits. The stirrings of arousal again fluttered in my groin as blood began to flow into my penis in response to the image.

She asked me to recline flat on my back on the examination table and manually probed the vital organs located in my abdomen. I struggled to prevent my body from reacting to the touch of her feminine hands as she poked and prodded. Finally she stepped away from the examination table and moved to the supply cabinet as I took a deep breath, relieved at the end of such close contact. As she reached the cabinet she intoned "This room is warm" and removed her white coat, depositing it atop the counter.

Then, Doctor Farida asked me to stand up at the foot of the table and remove my slacks and underwear! It was time for the dreaded rectal exam. She washed her hands in the sink, then pulled sterile gloves and a tube of lubricant from the cabinet and snapped the gloves onto her hands. As she prepared I rationalized that this was not a new experience for me; Doctor Farida had done several rectal exams on me in the past. I remembered that her soft touch and thin fingers gently probing inside me were much more pleasant than the rough touch and fat fingers of any of my prior male doctors. In spite of my attempts to control my bodily responses I realized that I was becoming erect anyway.

My fumbling fingers struggled to unbuckle my belt, then released the metal clasp and lowered the zipper of my slacks. As my suddenly trembling hands pushed my slacks down my legs Doctor Farida again sat down on her stool, placing her head at the level of my waist. Rolling closer to me she announced "First we will examine your testicles." I had forgotten about that part of the exam! My rapidly hardening shaft jumped in response. With my slacks tangled around my ankles I grasped the waistband of my briefs. Pausing to take a deep breath I stretched the waistband and pulled my briefs down, releasing my manhood from beneath. My pulsing rod snapped upward, having been dragged downward by the waistband of my briefs as I pulled them down, revealing my six and one half inch erection and greater than average thickness to her view.. I trembled with excitement as I stood facing Doctor Farida, who calmly joked "It looks like someone is happy to see me" 

Doctor Farida reached out and carefully manipulated one full testicle and then the other in her latex covered fingers, probing the tender orbs gently as the delicate skin of my sac tingled from her touch. Her eyes focused on my testicles and scrotum as she looked for any irregularities. When she finished she gently wrapped one hand around the swollen shaft of my organ and thoroughly studied the fully engorged helmet shaped glans at the tip, twisting and turning it as she carefully searched the deep purple skin for anomalies while I struggled to hold back a moan of pleasure caused by her touch.

Slowly sliding her hand upward until she reached the scarlet tip she gently squeezed it between her fingers, testing the firmness of my erection. Grasping the tip firmly Doctor Farida manipulated my manhood in all directions as she closely examined every square inch of the shaft. I vibrated inside at the sensations racing through my groin, on the verge of losing my battle to prevent the eruption brewing deep inside me.

Having finished her inspection of my genitals Doctor Farida released her grasp on my pleasure pole, which pointed proudly toward the ceiling as the pulsing of my pounding heartbeat was visible in the purple veins on the surface of my shaft. Doctor Farida softly asked me "Please move over to the examination table and lay your chest on it" and I awkwardly began to comply, shackled by the slacks and underwear tangled around my ankles. As I hobbled to turn my body to the table my hard ramrod bounced uncontrollably up, down and from side to side until I finally faced the table.

Bending at the waist I lowered my chest and head onto the padded surface and lifted my tush in the air. I sensed Doctor Farida's approach. In a soothing voice she reassured me "This will only take a moment. It may be cold at first, and you may feel some pressure or the urge to urinate, but these sensations are perfectly normal. Please reach back and spread your cheeks wide open for me." Her spiel was followed by a sploosh as she squirted a drop of KY onto her gloved finger while I complied.

The doctor gently inserted her lubricated finger into the depths of my anal cavity and began to probe. As her finger pressed against my prostate a squirt of thick milky white fluid erupted from the tip of my organ and splattered against the side of the examination table. I felt the heat of my embarrassed blushing, humiliated by my lack of self-control. After her intruding finger finally withdrew I breathed a huge sigh of relief. The worst was over.

Just as I began to relax Doctor Farida quietly spoke again "Please turn around to face me, I need to check for hernias." I once again awkwardly turned to face her and saw that my swollen organ, sticky secretions oozing from the tip, was inches from her face as she sat on her rolling stool. I looked down to observe the test and again was treated to an even more unobstructed view down the now gaping neckline of her dress than earlier; seemingly additional buttons had been unfastened. Apparently undisturbed by the state of my manhood Doctor Farida reached for my groin and inserted her index finger beneath the skin between my thigh and testicle and instructed "Cough please" then "Again". As the doctor focused her attention on my exposed groin I focused my attention on her exposed Cleavage while I complied, and she duplicated the procedure on the other side. 

As she removed her index finger from my groin Doctor Farida said "Good job... perfectly normal." and then quietly asked "Enjoying the view?" as I focused my stare on the succulent melons perched high on her ribcage. BUSTED! 

"I...I...I'm s... s...s...ooorrryyyy!" I stammered my apology,

Doctor Faridasmoothly rejected my embarrassed attempt at an apology "No need to apologize dear . The human body is a beautiful creation, which should be enjoyed. Would you care to see more?" Before I could react she reached her hands to the front of her shirt and purposefully began unfastening the remaining buttons. When she completed that task she pulled the top of the blouse from her shoulders and slid it down and off her arms, revealing a semi sheer lacy black bra that barely contained her full mounds in its D cup.

Reaching one hand dexterously behind her back she released the clasp and bent forward and shrugged her trim shoulders, freeing it to drop into her lap. Suddenly I was staring at the doctor's milky white boobs in all its glory. As she lifted one shapely mound in the palm of each hand she thrust her boobs forward and calmly asked "Would you like to touch them, Rajesh?" 

Not needing a second invitation I reached out and grasped one soft smooth melon in each hand and began massaging and squeezing them as my fingertips rolled and pinched the firm, elongated nipples. A series of throaty moans and gasps of excitement escaped from her lips as I explored her bosoms. 

As I was enjoying the sight and feel of her upper display I suddenly felt soft feminine fingers wrap around my shaft and the bulbous head engulfed by a warm, wet mouth. I raised my line of sight up to my groin and saw Doctor Farida's lips wrapped tightly around my thick manhood, bobbing up and down smoothly. Any self-control I had evaporated in a flash and my balls began contracting tightly, launching rope after rope of my thick pearly cum into her mouth as she gulped it down greedily. Gradually the contractions slowed, then stopped and the Doctor's mouth released her grip on me as I fell backward on suddenly weak legs, coming to a rest against the edge of the table. 

Doctor Farida stood up, asking me "Would you like to see the rest?" Not waiting for my response she unfastened the belt around her waistline. Sliding her thumbs beneath the cloth of her skirt as it hung around her waist she firmly pushed it down over her hips and allowed it to slide down her legs to the floor. 

Turning her attention to the sheer bikini panties that matched the bra she had removed earlier Doctor Farida grasped their elastic waistband and pulled them down her shapely legs. She stepped out of them, revealing the neatly trimmed brown triangle covering the core of her womanhood to my hungry eyes as I propped my body against the foot of the table, dazed in response to the amazing blowjob I had just received. 

Striding briskly the few steps to the side of the examining table she climbed atop it and stretched out on her back with her widely parted legs hanging over the sides, spread her glistening pink outer lips open with one hand and pleaded "Eat me... please!" 

Not requiring a second invitation I kicked off my loafers, yanked my slacks and briefs from around my ankles, pivoted my body and lowered my head into the space between Doctor Faridas firm thighs. Grasping her hips with both my hands I pulled her crotch to my face and began lightly running the tip of my tongue up and down the inside of one puffy lip and then the other as Doctor Farida lay on her back on the examining table, her hands behind her head. Her legs spread wide, dangling over the sides of the examining table as she rubbed her hands up and down her body, caressing her boobs and rubbing her mound.

I pivoted my body between the doctor's shapely legs, slowly sliding my fingers along the folds of her sensitive inner skin until they met at the junction of her thighs. As I slid my thumbs along the edges of her tender pink folds, already slippery with her juices I stretched them open, revealing the excited pinkish nub peeking from between them, and the swollen opening below. 

Gradually I lowered my head to her inviting vee, luxuriating in the heady aroma of her arousal as it drifted into my nostrils, and salivating in anticipation of tasting the sweet juices that were awaiting the arrival of my tongue.

With small, practiced licks I pressed my tongue between the folds of her inviting tender flesh, indulging in my favorite pastime. Starting at the valley between her thighs, I ran my tongue along the side of her lady bits, which were already slick with her hot, slippery juices. As Doctor Farida squirmed on the table she closed her eyes to immerse herself in the excitement my tongue was generating. I licked across her outer lips to her other thigh, sliding my tongue gently up and down that sensitive area, gratified when I felt her body shudder in response to the contact.

My mouth then returned to her wet lips, kissing and sucking on them, savoring the soft swollen feel of their excitement. My tongue explored the outer edges and then between them, slowly sweeping up and over their swollen flesh. As my tongue sent tremors of pleasure over her body Doctor Farida groaned. "Ooohh... Don't stop... M... m... more...!"

I looked up at her, admiring her trim tummy, and her firm, huge milky boobs tipped by proudly erect nipples. I slid my hands over her tummy, to her boobs, caressing and squeezing them, tweaking and rolling her nipples between my fingers while my tongue continued to explore her lower regions. 

I groaned with excitement as I was feeling, smelling, and tasting this delightful smorgasbord. Up and down her hot slit went my tongue and then I stiffened it and pushed it against the entrance to her juicy tunnel. Doctor Farida reacted reflexively, lifting her hips, forcing her pussy against my face, a low moan of pleasure escaping her lips. She fucked my face as I plunged my tongue in and out of her greedy pussy, enjoying the feel of her inviting love tunnel engulfing it.

My cock, once again fully erect, began oozing streams of precum onto the floor. My tongue licked upward until it found her clit peeking out from under her inner lips. I flicked the tip lightly across her taut, pink love button then encircled it over and over again while she lifted her legs to rest on my shoulders and then wrapped her thighs tightly around my neck and held them to my cheeks. I loved the feel of her body trapping me between her sexy thighs.

Her hands found the back of my head and pulled my mouth against her pussy, holding my lips tight around her pulsing pearl. I couldn't hold back a moan as she crushed my mouth against her sex.

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A light sheen of perspiration dotted her tummy and breasts as her orgasm approached. I recognized the signs and increased the intensity of my pleasuring of her clit, flicking that nub of flesh back and forth with the tip of my tongue.


Suddenly Doctor Farida's body arched and she moaned with pleasure as she climaxed. I kept licking and sucking as her hips jerked spasmodically and her thighs twitched while a flood of sweet nectar flooded from deep inside her. Recognizing her increased sensitivity, I continued licking, but more slowly, more gently, until her body stopped trembling from the power of her orgasm. 

Doctor Farida squeezed my cheeks tightly between her thighs and ran her hands through my hair as she told me "Incredible...! Wonderful...!" as I felt her the shudders of her aftershocks reverberating throughout her body. She raised her hips and leisurely rubbed her sodden pussy over my face, delighting at the sensation of my tongue lapping up her sweet juices, causing little shivers to ripple throughout her body in response.

I carefully cleaned her pussy and let my tongue move back to her clit. Soon Doctor Farida cried out for a break. "No more... Too sensitive!" She untangled her legs from around my neck and shoved my head out of her crotch, forcing my face from her pubic mound. 

I ran my hands over her body, loving the feel of her silky skin beneath my fingers. Then I kissed and licked the skin around her mound and her upper thighs, avoiding her most sensitive areas as her chest heaved up and down. Meanwhile, Doctor Farida let her fingers play over my face and scalp. 

When she recovered her equilibrium she grabbed her knees and pulled them to her heaving chest, lifting her feet toward the ceiling, spreading herself wide open. She pointed to my throbbing erection and breathlessly said "Mmmmm... I love the way your tongue feels on my pussy... But I need to feel you inside me... Now!"

Ever ready to accommodate a lady in need, I scrambled to position the sensitive head of my cock between her slippery folds and thrust forward. Grasping her hips firmly, I pulled her toward me as I slowly pushed my throbbing manhood between the waiting folds of her puffy pink labia, driving it deep inside her, forcing a moan from her lips as her love tunnel stretched open to accommodate the girth of the hard rod probing her depths. The base of my shaft collided with her tender, swollen nub, triggering a groan of pleasure to escape her, and the spongy helmet like tip pressed firmly against her cervix, generating a lightning bolt which raced through my shaft and throughout my body.

Pausing to allow Doctor Farida's hot, slippery sheath to adjust to my girth stretching her walls, my manhood jerked as she alternately contracted and relaxed the rings of muscle grasping it. I slowly withdrew my shaft until only the swollen head remained inside her, noting her slippery secretions now coating it, then thrust firmly back into her depths as she moaned in delight. 

In... Out... In...Out... I drove my hips back and forth rhythmically, stimulating the aroused nerves throughout my body... and hers. Doctor Farida responded with whimpers of "More... Harder... More... Faster... Don't stop... More!!" Gripping her thighs I pressed them firmly against her chest, allowing me to drive my manhood even deeper inside her.

I drove my hips back and forth harder and faster in response to her demands. The scents of our arousal enveloped the examining room. The slapping sounds of our flesh colliding with each thrust echoed throughout the room, along with the grunts, gasps, and moans of passion escaping from our lips. Jolts of pleasure ricocheted throughout our bodies.

Soon Farida was writhing uncontrollably as she exclaimed "Oooh... Oooooohh... I'mmm cummmmiiiinnnnggggg!!" Her vaginal walls spasmed around my shaft as a flood of hot, slippery secretions gushed from deep within her. 

Deep within my groin I felt the rumblings portending the imminent volcanic eruption of my climax. My groin muscles began their own spasmodic contractions, driving my thick ropes of semens ejaculate to rocket up my shaft and erupt from the opening at the tip, splattering against the fluttering opening of her cervix as it hungrily sought to draw it deeper inside her.

Drained of all energy I collapsed against Doctor Farida's heaving chest. She responded by wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs firmly around my waist, tightly locking our groins together as the aftershocks of our climaxes gradually diminished. Our breathing and heart rates slowly returned to normalcy and the muscles throughout our bodies began to relax. 

I gently unwrapped myself from Doctor Farida's limbs and slowly withdrew my now sated manhood from the inviting cocoon that enveloped it. I stood on trembling legs and unsteadily walked to the counter along the wall. Finding a clean hand towel, I dampened it with warm water from the sink, then returned to the examining table. There, I gently stanched the flow of our secretions from her tender folds, and then handed her the towel so she could continue her cleanup.

I returned to the wash basin and found another cloth and scrubbed the sticky mixture of our fluids from my body. I walked the few steps to where our clothing was strewn on the floor, gathered Farida's and brought it to her as she sat on the examining table. Placing the clothing beside her on the table Doctor Farida said "Thank you for a wonderful experience. I hope that you enjoyed our time together as much as I did."

I assured her "Doctor... Farida... It was amazing... incredible! I can't thank you enough for your gift. I will never forget this day... or you." 

Beneath my outwardly calm appearance my hidden emotions raced just beneath the surface as I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close, crushing her comforting breasts tightly against my still heaving chest. Satisfied, I relaxed my embrace and stepped back from the edge of the examining table, taking time to sear every detail of the image of Farida as she sat naked and vulnerable. 

Doctor Farida reached for her panties and began to slide them up her legs, signaling that our tryst had ended. I stood silently and watched as she briskly transformed herself from naked sensual nymph back into the role of dignified medical professional. 

Once her transformation was complete she turned to me and in her most professional tone spoke "You are in excellent physical condition. When you have completed dressing please go to the checkout window for your paperwork. Tell them I would like to see you again in six months. Please leave the door open when you leave so that our staff will know to prepare the room for the next patient. Have a wonderful day."

With that said, Doctor Farida strode briskly to the door and left the room, closing the door behind her to ensure my privacy as I dressed.