Mom's licking pet

Chapter Three

"What's in here, Doctor?"

Debbie felt her heart quicken as they stepped into the large basement storage room. It was late. She shouldn't be down here alone with this young third-year resident. And yet he had told her he needed help in bringing up some supplies for emergency room. After all, she was a volunteer helper at the hospital, helping Out where she could. And Doctor Ray Tiffany was so handsome he made her heart skip beats whenever he looked at her.

"Damned light. The switch's supposed to be on the wall somewhere here," he said, fumbling along as they stepped into the large underground room. There was a dampness that made the girl's flesh crawl. Rubbing her fingers briskly over her bare arms Debbie stood nervously in the center of the room. There was the musky smell of rotting card-board and that pungent aroma of antiseptic that permeated all rooms of the old county hospital. She saw the shape of Doctor Tiffany move about through the darkness, one hand of his trailing along the wall, searching for the lightswitch. What had he wanted down here? Something about bandages. She hadn't paid that much attention to his request when he came up to the nursing station where she worked and asked her to help him. The nurses gave her a wink smiling as she left with the young stud and headed toward the elevators.

Of course Debbie never had anything other than work on her mind. She just thought the young man was dreamy, a kind of stud a girl's dreams were made of.

"Just wait a sec."

Debbie saw Ray approaching her after moving around aimlessly for a while. Turning halfway around, the young girl saw several old hospital beds pushed against one wall, stacks of boxes on either side. The good doctor passed her by, walked to the door, then closed it. Immediately she was engulfed by the darkness.

"Oh, what are you doing?" she asked.

Debbie felt her flesh crawl. What was going on? She could hardly see.

"Debbie."

The way he pronounced her name had a terrific effect on her body. She felt her belly tighten, her nipples stiffen, poking hard against her bra. The young teenager sucked in a deep breath, feeling a strange itchy tingle start between her legs. The young woman could feel her hot, sensitive plump cuntlips starting to swell with blood, one folding over the other while her clit popped up from its surrounding slick flesh. It was wrong, wrong to feel like this. Her mother had told her so.

"Doctor… maybe… we'd better… go upstairs," she said, her voice coming in low pants.

Ray said nothing. She could hear his breathing. It was as heavy, as rapid as hers. Her scalp crinkled. For a moment Debbie wanted to run for the door, to beat the wood with her fists and scream for help. But what would that accomplish? Ray hadn't done anything to her… yet. And besides, no one would hear her screams, while anything like that would probably provoke Dr. Tiffany to do something terrible to her.

"I've been watchin' you, Debbie," he began, his voice lower than before.

"Oh?"

A thrill flashed through her cunt, intensifying the hot, mushy feelings between her legs.

"You're nice, real nice. Better than some of those women upstairs who don't know how to take care of patients," Ray continued, moving closer to her.

Debbie backed slightly towards the beds, realizing in a few minutes what she was doing. Bed! The thought of her wriggling on the mattress with Ray squirming on top of her raced through her confused mind. Oh, what a delicious fantasy, something to think about when she was alone in her bed at night. But certainly it was something to avoid here! What if they were caught? Oh, she could imagine the scandal, what her mother would say if…

"You've got a good heart, a fine personality in dealing with people. Why don't you use it when you deal with me, Debbie?"

Her body was doing such funny things. The tips of her boobs were so hard they felt as if they were about to come right through her bra! Her cunt was moving as if it had a life of its own. Its full, elastic lips curled and trembled while her clit popped to the surface. She whirled around, saw the beds behind her, then turned back to the approaching resident. No, no, he couldn't be thinking about… fucking her! No man had even touched her there! Her mother had told her that fucking was something strange and wonderful that men and women did after they were married! Ray stopped talking for a moment, standing some ten feet in front of her. He might as well have been pawing her body. Debbie could hardly breathe! She put one hand to her chest, feeling her heart beating so hard she was sure Dr. Tiffany could hear it!

"Please, don't we have to get back upstairs?" she almost cried.

"They won't be expecting us for some time. I told them we'd be sorting out the different bandages down here. I've got a beeper if they need me," he said, patting one side of his firm body.

His white coat shone in the dark. She could feel his eyes flashing all over her body even though she could barely see him. She remembered how big he was, how his massive chest, his muscular arms all reminded her of the build of a weightlifter. He didn't look like a doctor-at least not the kind she'd always seen on t.v. or in the hospitals. Her pussy spasmed when she thought about the man in front of her and some of the erotic dreams she'd had about him lately. Thank God it was dark. He couldn't see her cheeks flushing red hot as she thought about him.

"And I think you want to stay down here with me anyway, right?"

He stretched out a hand, grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her toward the beds. Debbie followed him silently, her heart racing, her mind so confused she couldn't think straight. he was so strong, so overpowering! There was little she could do except follow him like some zombie.

"Sit down, Debbie. Let's just talk."

She felt her firm young ass sink into the soft mattress. A little light from an overhead window illuminated the area around them. For several seconds, the blonde teen refused to look at Ray, feeling as if her heart were going to tear through her ribcage. Then she finally had the courage to turn around, darting a look between his legs. The dim light showed his loose-fitting trousers tenting up, actually showing the outline of a very hard and thick and long cock! That arousal was for her!

Debbie squirmed on the bed, her cunt so hot, so wet! She moved a little away from the young doctor, unsure of what she should do. He hadn't locked the door… or so she thought. She could race for freedom, scream for help. But that was silly. Ray wasn't going to rape her.. at least not yet.

He saw her looking at his cock.

"Like what you see?" he asked, dropping one hand to his lap and letting his fingers play teasingly over the throbbing protrusion.

Debbie felt as if someone had found out some dirty little secret of hers. She dropped her eyes, feeling her cheeks burn.

"Come on, honey, come on. It's not gonna hurt you. I've tapped half the nurses in this hospital and they say I'm the best there is around," Ray said, laying one hand on her lap.

"No, what do you think I am?" she blurted, tears filling her eyes. She slid away from him, both hands crossed protectively over her chest.

"I thought that was pretty well solved when you agreed to come down here with me," he quipped, leaning back and smirking at her.

She could feel his easy confidence sweeping over her like a wave. The girl choked, realizing that when she left the nursing station she had already branded herself as a whore! No wonder the others were smirking at her. They knew Dr. Tiffany's reputation and could well imagine what was on his mind with that perky little candy striper.

"Let me out of here!"

Ray said nothing. Debbie was at the far end of the bed, her fingers curling around the metal frame. Once more she looked down, silent when she saw him unzip his pants and pull out that powerful shaft!

"Come on, honey, come on over here and touch it. That's what you've wanted to do for a long time, isn't it? I've seen you peekin' out at me, wanting to talk," Ray said, his voice thickening, growing shaky.

He grabbed her with the hand that had been squeezing his dick.

"No!"

Debbie could feel the slippery coating of cock juice on his palm as his hand closed over hers.

"No, don't do that!" she shouted. "Leave me alone. Let me go or-"

"Or what? There's nobody down here. I've used this place a hundred times for… for fucking around, honey. And you're gonna love it when I slip this mother into you," he whispered.

Debbie could feel his hot breath against her throat. Her body was trembling, her heart was racing while her cunt was hot and slippery.

"I see you watchin' the other guys' dicks, see you starin' at my crotch," he went on, squeezing her fingers more tightly.

"Oh, no, no, you're lying!" she whispered, her face pinching up with the pain of his grip.

"Now you're gonna get what you've been wantin' all this time. Come on, put your hand on my dick, baby. Put your hand on there and squeeze," he demanded, pulling her closer toward him.

"No! Leave me alone. Please, please…" she begged, struggling against his grip. Sweat broke out all over her body, making her uniform cling uncomfortably to her flesh. Thoughts of her home and her mother flashed through her mind. Joyce had told her over and over again that she'd throw her out of the house if she caught her running around with a man. Debbie had been a good girl since that talk, keeping her nose buried in books, studying hard for college and making excellent grades, being a model citizen, avoiding boys like the plague while fantasizing about them like mad in bed. And now the king of her fantasies, this wonderful man was making advances toward her!

Slowly he pulled her hand toward his throbbing cockhead.

"No, don't, please, please…" she whimpered in a tiny voice.

Her pussy was growing hotter and wetter. Her tits were driving her crazy. In her nipples the itchy ache became worse as he forced her hand closer and closer toward that big fat shaft.

"Touch it, rub it up real good," he breathed.

"Oh, oh!" Debbie couldn't believe this was happening to her. In an hour or so she was going home, home to her innocent little bed where she'd think about the boys at school, about the doctors at the hospital.

"You know you want it, Debbie. You want every fat inch of it. You want that big, hard slippery cock in your mouth. You wanna lick it off and get my fuck juice down your throat, right?"

Oh, his words were so dirty, so foul, so exciting!

"No, stop talking like that!" she cried, wincing under the pressure of his tightening grip.

"You want my dick up your ass, shovin' down hard, spreading your buns apart while my balls pump their load into you, right?"

"No, stop!"

Debbie was ready to stop fighting him. His voice, those terrible, wonderful words were having their effect on the trembling girl. The outside world was fading away as an aspect of reality. Her mother, her home, even the nurses upstairs who were undoubtedly gossiping about what was going on here in the hospital basement disappeared. All that was left was her hot young pussy and that hard dick poking straight up from his trousers.

"Please…"

"Please what, fuck you?"

"Don't… don't put words in my mouth!" she begged, shrinking away from him while he still had her hand trapped.

"That's not what I wanna stuff in your mouth. Girls like you like to lick dick, you know? And man, I dig a chick who gives good head," Ray said, smoothing the other hand over her face.

Debbie shuddered at the thought of wrapping her lips around that long, hard thing. The nervous teen had heard some of the girls in the john at school talking about sucking guys off. It was a good way, they thought, of taking care of him without worrying about getting knocked up. She had to admit they were right there. But why let a guy get that far anyway?

"You like cock. You might not have had it ever, but you like it. I saw that right from the first day you walked onto the floor. You couldn't keep your fuckin' eyes off me and some of the others. Shit, if I hadn't made this move you would've probably tried something yourself."

"That's not true!"

Debbie felt her body melting. There was a lush hotness radiating out from her belly down to her fat, swollen cuntlips. The only thing that was hard seemed to be her tits and clit. They were so sensitive they felt as if they were going to explode.

He drew her hand over to the hot, fleshy head. She felt the hard tip brush against her palm, then over her fingertips. She was touching a man there, actually touching a man's dick.

"Feel good? Feel the way you always thought it would?" he asked in a tight voice.

Debbie felt him forcing her fingers to wrap around his rod. It was so strange feeling that hot, rubbery thing throbbing against her palm. Hot streams of fuck oil dribbled down from his head, wetting her fingers. His breathing quickened the moment she started moving her hand.

"That's it, baby, pump it up, pump it up and down, get it goin' real good," Ray said breathlessly.

He was leaning back slightly, his grip on her hand loosening. He knew the girl was becoming more and more interested in his dick. She was fighting herself. But the battle was a lost one. When she greedily squeezed that hunk of meat, her hand jacking up and down and pulling the flexible outer covering over the steely inner core Ray knew he had her where he wanted her.

But Debbie was thinking more about her own reactions than what Ray was doing. He didn't have to force her to stay there any more. She was sitting there on the bed of her free will, her fingers tightly gripping that thing, moving up and down, actually jerking him off. She could feel his balls still nestled in his trousers whenever her hand slipped down to his hairy cockroot. It was then the young resident moaned, spreading his legs farther apart to give the girl more room.

"No, no, it's… wrong!" She let go, jerking her hand away, getting up from the bed and stumbling to the door. It was vile, filthy to be doing something like this. She rubbed her cum-slicked palms on her uniform, reaching the door. Her fingers gripped the knob and turned. Locked! Oh, God, he had locked her inside!

"Open it! Please open it, I don't want to be here any more!"

Her voice sounded so small, so insignificant in that large dark room. Ray was still leaning back on his elbows on the bed, his long hard dick jerking against his flat belly. She knew he was staring at her, wanting her.

"You're not going to leave this room until you. fuck me," he said simply.

The words were like lightning! Turning back, the young girl clenched her fingers into two tight fists and pounded wildly at the door. She heard Ray scrambling up from the bed, heard his shoes shuffling over the dirty tiled floor. In an instant he was on top of her, his powerful arms dragging her away from freedom.

"You're a damned silly bitch," he said a little worriedly, nervous that someone might have heard her.

"No, help! Help!"

He wheeled her around, holding her steady by the shoulders with one hand while he raised another over his head. Without saying a word he brought that hand down in a broad arc, the palm and spread fingers catching her cheek hard.

"Ughhhhh!"

No one had ever touched her like this, not even her mother! The force of that blow made her head snap to the left, her hair splashing over her face. Debbie screamed, her cry cut short when she saw him poised for another blow. Sobbing, feeling her legs trembling the young blonde teen choked down that cry of terror.

"Cut out this crap and get back to bed," he snarled, dragging her away from the door.

Debbie whimpered like a kicked puppy, pulling back futility against the young stud. She knew there was no help coming from her. He was going to have his way no matter what she did.

"You're stupid, Debbie. And I'm going to teach you a lesson. You're going to listen to every guy from now on… no back talk. Now… suck my cock," he said, throwing her roughly onto the large old hospital bed. She skittered halfway across, finally winding up on her ass with her back pressed against the wall. Brushing away the hair from her eyes she stared up at that long thick dick bobbing in front of her face. Oh, God, this was just the beginning!