"It's my first really big case," Victoria Winters said, her big blue eyes sparkling. "Don't you think that's wonderful, Paul? And Dr. Cooper says he'll write me a personal letter of recommendation if I do well on the Preston assignment!"
Paul Thompson, Vicky's boyfriend of a year and a half, grinned at her bubbling enthusiasm. Vicky was firmly dedicated to the nursing profession and there were times when Paul wished that she weren't quite so dedicated ... like the times she cancelled a date so she could go to the medical library and read the new nursing journals, or when she had professional meetings that conflicted with his plans. He wished that Vicky had more free time for him but the lovely, slim blonde never let her pleasure interfere with her work.
Paul couldn't help but catch Vicky's enthusiasm and he patted her hand fondly as she brushed her shining hair back from her forehead and bubbled on, a mile a minute.
"So you can understand why I won't be able to see much of you for the next few weeks " Vicky stated, smiling a little sadly at her handsome boyfriend. "I'm going to be living at the Preston Estate and I'll be on call twenty-four hours a day. Dr. Cooper says it's a difficult case, and I'm going to devote all my time to helping Mr. Preston get well."
"Well ... I'd better cancel the tickets to that concert on Saturday night," Paul sighed. "If you're going to be working all day and all night, you won't have any time for me."
"Oh, Paul!" Vicky giggled. "The way you're carrying on! You'd think we were married or something!" She tossed her head as if she were dismissing the whole notion of marriage with Paul and he felt a stab of jealousy for her dedication to her career. If Vicky were a school teacher or a secretary or any of a hundred different things, he wouldn't have to give her up for weeks on end. He managed a smile but it was a rather pathetic attempt. Now Vicky's excitement was making him depressed.
"Why, Paul!" Vicky laughed, leaning over the table to stare into his eyes with concern. "You look like you've just lost your best friend. As soon as I get Mr. Preston back on his feet, I'll take a week off and we can see each other every night. How's that?"
"That sounds great!" Paul laughed, reaching for both of her hands and squeezing them tightly. "I guess I can wait until you're finished with the Preston case. It really is a wonderful opportunity, honey, and I'm happy for you."
"Then look happy," Vicky giggled, feeling a little tingle of excitement from the way Paul was holding her hands. She was convinced that Paul was the nicest man in the world. He always understood after she'd explained things and she could tell that he was making a determined effort to be cheerful, even though she'd changed all his plans again.
"Let's celebrate tonight," Vicky suggested, giving him a radiant smile. "Let's go out and buy a bottle of champagne and toast my success."
Paul felt his heartbeat quicken as he followed Vicky up the stairs to her second-floor apartment. Maybe this wasn't a bad night after all. Vicky'd never invited him in her apartment before. She always met him at the door when he came to pick her up and he'd never caught more than a quick glimpse of her living room. He wondered if Vicky had any other motive for inviting him other than toasting her new job.
Paul grinned to himself in amusement. Fat chance! Vicky hadn't even kissed him goodnight until they'd dated for a month and she'd never let him do anything more than that. If Vicky said she wanted to drink champagne, that was exactly what they'd do. Just let him try anything more than that and she'd kick him right out on his nose.
"Well...." Vicky sighed, turning on the light and motioning toward her chintz-covered sofa. "You just make yourself comfortable and I'll get the glasses."
Vicky was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable in the apartment, alone with Paul. When she'd suggested the champagne she'd forgotten that her roommate was on night duty. It didn't really matter though. Paul had proven that he was a gentleman. She was sure that he wouldn't try anything improper with her.
"To Mr. Preston't speedy recovery," Paul chuckled, clinking his glass with Vicky. They'd already toasted the nursing profession, the week of vacation Vicky had promised to take, the new salary increase private nurses were getting and the glowing letter of recommendation Vicky was sure Dr. Cooper would write. Paul's head was beginning to buzz from the wine they'd had with dinner and the effects of the champagne.
"Oooooh, I think I'm getting dizzy," Vicky giggled, leaning against Paul's shoulder. "I guess this is an awful way to get ready for my new job in the morning. I'll probably have a head as big as a watermelon."
"No," Paul laughed. "You'll feel fine in the morning. You haven't had that much to drink."
"It sure feels like it," Vicky replied, sighing deeply. "I'm so woozy the room's starting to spin around."
Paul shivered as Vicky leaned a little harder against his side. Maybe she really was bombed. He'd thought about the possibility of getting Vicky drunk before and now all his fantasies whirled in his mind. Vicky drunk and wild, throwing off all her clothes and giggling lustily ... the lovely blonde stretched out on the bed with her arms raised in a lewd invitation ... the high, rounded curves of her breasts as she pressed his face down to the throbbing points of her nipples ... Vicky's slim fingers running up and down the stiff shaft of his cock ... the eager way her hips would swirl when he thrust his hard prick in her sweet, shuddering pussy....
"Paul?" Vicky asked, studying her boyfriend's strange, faraway expression. "What are you thinking about?"
"Uh ... you!" Paul grinned, blinking rapidly. "I was thinking about you, Vicky and how beautiful you are." He closed his lips quickly and felt his face turning hot. It was a damn good thing she couldn't read minds. She would have hung him without a trial if she'd known everything that he was thinking.
"That's sweet," the lovely blonde breathed.
"You're awfully sweet, Paul. You're the nicest man I've ever met."
A wild, exciting impulse came over the trembling girl as she thought about how nice Paul was. Perhaps this was love at last. She threw her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his, just to show him how much she appreciated him.
Paul's cock began to throb the moment Vicky's lips touched his. This was the first time she'd ever initiated a kiss and it took him completely by surprise. It didn't make any difference if her kiss was merely friendly, with her lips closed and her body an inch or so away from his. The lusty pulsing of his cock was too much to bear and the alcohol he'd drunk made him respond with the full force of his passion.
"Ooooooh!" Vicky sighed, opening her lips slightly as Paul's arms tightened around her. Then his lips were on hers again and his tongue was probing deeply in her mouth. She could feel the heat of his body as he pressed her tightly against him and the hard stiffness of his penis against her body.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Vicky moaned, trying to struggle free. This wasn't anything like the polite kisses Paul gave her at the door when they said goodnight. This wasn't like any kiss she'd ever felt before.
The innocent nurse's body couldn't help responding to such lusty stimuli. She felt a burst of hot cream flood her shivering heated pussy and little streaks of excitement flew up her virgin cuntal chute, making her weak with an emotion she'd never felt before. She gasped in amazement, struggling desperately to stop the rippling thrills but she didn't seem to have control over her own body any longer. Before the startled girl knew what she was doing, her breasts were mashed up against Paul's hard chest and the blazing nubs of her throbbing nipples were so stiff and so hard that she felt as if they'd punch right through her dress.
"MMMMMMM!" Vicky moaned again. Now she felt something hot and wonderful on her legs. Paul's fingers were sliding under her skirt, caressing smoothly up her leg toward the blazing fire that centered in her virgin pussy. His hand cupped the swell of her cuntal mound and the passionate girl thought she would surely faint with pleasure. She felt weak and helpless and a delicious shiver of expectation shot through her body as Paul's fingers started to stroke slowly over the soaked white crotchband of her panties.
Vicky felt a wonderful flame catch her body and whirl it higher and higher as her passions spun out of control. She couldn't think, she couldn't talk, her whole shivering body felt like a rushing wave of heat as Paul's fingers stroked and smoothed, fanning the fires of excitement until she was weak and trembling with lust.
Vicky knew she couldn't resist. She didn't want to resist as her body kindled and flamed in bright, passionate intensity. She shouldn't let Paul do this but she didn't have the power to stop him. She didn't want to stop him. She wanted him to go on and on until she was consumed in a fiery explosion.
Suddenly the sound of a siren screamed outside the window. Vicky had been trained to react to sirens and somehow the high wail of shrill sound cut through the swirling red haze of passion and she pulled away with all her strength and gasped in horror.
"Oh, my GOD!" Vicky screamed, glaring angrily at Paul. "You aught to be ashamed of yourself! I'm not that kind of girl and you know it, Paul Thompson!"
Paul blinked in shock as Vicky screamed at him. Just one second ago she had been just as passionate as he. She had been warm and lusty and willing. He had felt it. Now she was a raging bundle of righteous indignation. It was like someone had thrown a pitcher of cold water right in his face.
"Uh ... Jesus, Vicky...." Paul tried to apologize. "Hey ... I'm really sorry about that. I guess I got a little carried away and all ...."
Vicky stiffened her back and clenched her teeth.
She was really very frightened but she didn't want Paul to know. She had almost lost control of herself tonight. If that siren hadn't shrilled, she might have gone on to do everything Paul wanted. She might not be a virgin at this moment if the siren hadn't jolted her back to reality.
Vicky tried to be fair. Paul looked miserable and it really wasn't all his fault. She had invited him to the apartment in the first place and she had kissed him first. She had thrown herself into the dangerous situation and she couldn't really blame Paul for acting like a man. Men couldn't help it when they were aroused. The thought of sex made them all act like animals. Even sweet, nice Paul had surrendered to his beastly tendencies when he was faced with the power of lust.
"I ... I think you'd better leave now, Paul," Vicky said icily. She knew that everything wasn't Paul's fault but she didn't want to accept his apology tonight. It wouldn't do any harm to keep Paul on his toes. She certainly didn't want a repeat of this awful situation if they were ever alone again. She would have to be perfectly clear about that. If she demanded that Paul leave while she was upset and angry, he'd think twice before he ever took these kinds of liberties again.
"God! I'm sorry, Vicky!" Paul repeated, backing toward the door. Vicky looked mad enough to throw something at him for the way he'd acted.
The way her eyes were flashing icy sparks, Paul was quite anxious to leave before the situation got any worse.
"Uh ... I'll call you tomorrow night at the Preston's," Paul stammered, his hand reaching out behind him to open the door. "I'm really sorry, Vicky."
Vicky rushed to the door and locked it the moment Paul had left. She supposed she was acting a little ridiculous but Paul should have known better than to try to turn her friendly kiss into something else.
The distraught girl hurried into the bathroom and took a long, soothing shower to relax her frazzled nerves. The evening had almost been a disaster and she vowed never to get that intimate with Paul again. Intimacy was something that should be reserved for marriage and Vicky was a nice girl in every sense of the words. Her mother's warnings about keeping herself pure and not letting boys get fresh with her had etched themselves firmly into the lovely blonde's mind. "You know what happens to cheap girls!" Vicky's mother had cautioned, looking at her blossoming daughter with a stern glance. Her mother hadn't gone into any details on what fate actually awaited those willful, wicked girls, but Vicky knew it must be something much too horrible to mention.
Of course Vicky realized later, when she left home and went off to nursing school, that quite a few girls in her class were the type her mother would consider cheap. Those girls weren't suffering for their willful ways at all. They seemed just as happy as she was. Even Vicky's roommate, Sarah Freeman, occasionally stayed all night at her boyfriend's apartment. The evidence didn't sway Vicky from her convictions though. She was a nice girl through and through and she'd stay a nice girl until her wedding night. Of that the attractive blonde was certain!
"Ooooooh, men!" Vicky sighed, soaping her smooth skin savagely. Staying a nice girl would be a lot easier if men weren't such awful animals when it came to sex!
CHAPTER TWO
"You get a nice night's rest now, Mr. Preston," Vicky said in her best professional manner, tucking her patient into bed and plumping his pillows. "If you need anything, just press the buzzer and I'll come right up."
Vicky smiled sweetly at the cantankerous old man and was rewarded by a lewd cackle from the bed. She could feel her face flush heatedly as she turned and fled from the room. Mr. Preston was impossible! Now she could understand why the eight previous private nurses had walked off the job. Some of the things Mr. Preston said were positively obscene!
The first thing Vicky did when she got to her room was to tear her perky white cap off her head and fling it across the room in frustration. The cheek of her buttocks throbbed where Mr. Preston had pinched her and she had never been more tempted to slap a patient in her life. The nerve of that disgusting old man!
"He's a sick man," Vicky said, in an effort to convince herself. "His broken hip is painful and that's why he says all those disgusting things."
Vicky remembered reading somewhere that painful injuries often affected the behavior and mental state of a patient. She was sure that was the case with Mr. Preston. The poor old gentleman was afraid that he'd never walk again and that was why he refused to try the physical therapy that was recommended for him. Her duty was plain. She had to convince him that he should exercise his hip, even if he did behave disgustingly.
Vicky knew that her bad mood wasn't entirely due to Mr. Preston's needling. She was still angry with Paul and she hadn't seen another soul all day except for a brief chat with Dr. Cooper. She was lonely and exhausted from her attempts to persuade her patient to use the expensive exercise equipment that Dr. Cooper had ordered. At this particular moment, it seemed like a losing battle. Mr. Preston was stubbornly resisting all her attempts. And he seemed to delight in teasing and embarrassing her. No wonder Dr. Cooper had warned her that this would be a difficult case!
As Vicky gazed around her large, comfortable room, her good spirits began to revive. She had never been quartered in such luxury. She had her own private color television and a big, king-size bed. There was a tiny kitchenette and the refrigerator was stocked with a variety of snack food. The bathroom was enormous, much bigger than her own at home and it contained both a sunken tub and a shower. It was a room fit for a princess and her beautiful surroundings almost made up for Mr. Preston's irrascibility. At least she had a lovely place to relax in, now that her patient was settled for the night.
Vicky slipped off her white oxfords and stretched out on the bed with a new popular novel she found in the bookcase headboard. At least Mr. Preston had provided everything she could possibly want for her off-duty hours. She was willing to put up with her patient's crankiness as long as she had this kind of luxury to retreat to. It made her feel almost like she was a member of the wealthy Preston family.
Vicky thought about the Preston family and shivered a little. Frederick Preston was bad enough but his son, Freddie Jr., was rumored to be horrible. She'd heard stories about Freddie h: ever since she'd come to town two years ago. He was a playboy and his father's money got him out of any scrape he managed to get himself into. The scrapes were usually with women. Vicky was glad that she didn't have to deal with Freddie Jr. in any way. He had his own private wing at the end of the hall and there was a private entrance from the outside.
She'd probably never see Freddie Jr. and that was just as well. Vicky knew she'd have trouble being polite to a man who threw wild parties and involved girls in awful scandals.
There was nothing but the sound of turning pages as Vicky began to read. The house was quiet, so obviously Mr. Preston had gone to sleep. The novel was exciting and Vicky was enjoying her evening of solitude.
Suddenly Vicky dropped her book as she heard the sound of a loud burst of laughter. She had been aware of giggles for some time but the book had been so interesting that she had ignored them. Now it was impossible to ignore the raucous laughter that she heard. It was much too loud.
Vicky hurried to her door and opened it. The loud giggles were coming from the apartment at the end of the hall. Freddie Jr. was having a party tonight and Vicky's face turned red with anger as she realized that the noise might wake her sleeping patient.
Without bothering to put on her white shoes, Vicky padded down the corridor and listened at Freddie Jr., door. She could hear a man's loud laughter and another high-pitched giggle. Freddie Jr. had a girl in his room and neither Freddie nor the girl were making any effort to be quiet.
"Oooooh!" Vicky sighed angrily. Freddie Jr. should have the decency to keep things quiet while his father was upstairs sick. If Freddie's mother were alive, this sort of thing wouldn't be happening. The wild parties at the Preston Estate hadn't started until after Mrs. Preston died.
Vicky raised her hand to knock at the back door of Freddie's quarters. She had to quiet them down somehow. It was very important that Freddie's father got a full, uninterrupted night's sleep.
Vicky knocked softly but the sound of her light tapping was drowned out by the noise inside. They'd never hear her this way. The outraged nurse tried the knob on the door and gasped as it opened easily. Freddie had forgotten to lock the door connecting his wing to the rest of the house.
"Oh!" Vicky gasped, wondering what she should do. She didn't want to walk right in to Freddie's quarters but there was no sense knocking again. The noise that they were making would drown out even the most strenuous knocking.
"Oh, well," Vicky sighed. There was nothing to do but brave the lion in his den. She would walk right in and warn Freddie Jr. about his father's delicate condition. It was up to her to demand that Freddie show a little consideration for his father's health.
Vicky slipped into Freddie's apartment with trembling footsteps. She felt almost like a burglar as she tiptoed noiselessly. She found herself in a hallway similar to the one she'd just left and there was a light coming from the partially opened door at the other end.
Without realizing that she was tiptoeing, Vicky approached the open door. She peeked around the edge of it, wondering whether she should close it and knock or just stride right in and confront the inconsiderate young man. The sight that greeted her eyes was such a shock that the nurse's mouth dropped open and she had to grab the edge of the doorway to keep from falling!
"Oh!" Vicky gasped weakly, shaking from head to toe. Freddie Jr. was chasing a naked girl around his living room and as Vicky watched, the giggling redhead stumbled and fell on the couch with a squeal of amusement.
"Freddie! You promised!" the girl giggled, clutching at Freddie as he tumbled on top of her. "You said we'd have one quick drink and that would be all!"
Vicky shuddered in shock as handsome Freddie Jr. grasped the redhead's breasts in both hands and began to squeeze lewdly. She recognized the girl now. It was the same girl who had served Mr. Preston his dinner. Freddie was squeezing the rounded breasts of his father's maid!
"Awwww, come on, baby," Freddie urged. "It won't take very long. I'm hornier than a two-peckered billy goat."
"That's what you always say," the giggling maid pouted. Then she shivered all over as Freddie ran his fingers over her plump, hard nipples. "Well...." she smiled, licking her lips. "Just for a little while, honey. I have to be up at six to serve that new nurse her breakfast."
"What's she like?" Freddie grinned, unzipping his pants. "Is she an old bat like the last one?"
"Nooo," the girl laughed. "But I'd stay away from her if I were you. She looks like an uptight little prude. I bet she won't stay more than two days at the most when your father starts pinching her."
"Dad's a dirty old man," Freddie chuckled, dropping his pants. "He used to bring in a woman every night before he broke his hip. Where do you think I learned how to fuck? I used to watch Dad and pick up tips."
Vicky felt her face flame. Hearing the maid call her a prude had been bad enough but knowing that Mr. Preston had brought women into the house for immoral purposes really made her face flame. And Freddie Jr. watching? That was simply revolting!
"How about a little suck?" Freddie chuckled, facing the naked maid. "That'll be faster than fucking if you really want to get out of here in a hurry."
"Mmmmmmm," the sexy maid nodded. "Bring it here, Freddie. I just love that big hot lollipop of yours."
Freddie Jr. turned to the side and Vicky couldn't repress her gasp of horror. Of course she'd seen a penis before. She had bathed sick men in the hospital. She'd never seen anything like this though. Freddie's penis was enormous! It made the innocent nurse long to close her eyes to block out the disgusting sight of that huge jerking spear of flesh.
Vicky knew that she should turn right around and run back to her room, but her legs felt so weak that she couldn't move. She was stuck here, frozen by her shock and unable to tear her gaze away from the throbbing, enormous obscenity of Freddie's stiff cock.
Vicky watched with horrified fascination as Freddie approached the maid on the couch. The lovely redhead seemed fascinated by Freddie's cock too and the little pink tip of her tongue moved back and forth across her full red lips.
"Mmmmmm," the maid moaned. "You sure do have a beautiful prick, Freddie. It makes my mouth water every time you pull it out."
The girl's voice was breathy and strange and Vicky felt a curious shiver of excitement travel through her body as she remembered what Freddie had ordered the girl to do. Somehow the innocent nurse couldn't imagine that the lovely maid would cooperate in such a lewd display of passion. It was unnatural!
"Come on, baby," Freddie groaned, pushing his huge prick toward the girl's face. "Lick it a little."
Vicky trembled as she heard Freddie's lewd command. Surely the girl would refuse! She couldn't imagine any woman willingly submitting to that kind of degrading perversion.
Now that Vicky noticed, the young maid did look glassy-eyed. She was breathing hard and her gaze was riveted on Freddie's approaching cock. Perhaps Freddie had drugged the girl or gotten her drunk. That must be it. The poor girl probably didn't know what she was doing!
Then another possibility occurred to Vicky that made her shudder in revulsion. Freddie might be blackmailing the girl, threatening the young redhead with the loss of her job if she didn't agree with his every demand. That seemed more like it! The young redhead was only pretending to enjoy the sight of Freddie's enormous cock. Vicky was sure of that. No girl would stare at a man's prick in that wide-eyed way unless she was forced to do it. Freddie must be forcing the girl to obey his every whim and the poor dear had to pretend to enjoy it or she'd be dismissed from her position at the Preston Estate.
"Oooooh!" Vicky gasped, trembling in a burst of new, violent emotion. Freddie Jr. was despicable! She'd storm right in there and make him stop this disgusting display!
Vicky moved forward only an inch or so before she stopped. She couldn't barge in and stop Freddie. He'd only fire the girl anyway and she might lose her position as well. Vicky was sure that Freddie wouldn't react kindly to her interference. He'd accuse her of spying on him in his own private wing and no one would believe that she had only stepped in to stop the noise. She'd be branded as a snoopy nurse and then she'd never get another chance for a good assignment. She'd end up emptying bedpans in the V.A. hospital for the rest of her life if Mr. Preston and Freddie accused her of snooping and gave her a bad recommendation.
"Oooh, no!" Vicky breathed, feeling helpless and sick as she watched Freddie wrap his fingers around his enormous cock and jerk it up and down lewdly. She didn't dare step into the room now and demand that he stop. She could never explain how she got in Freddie's private wing in the first place.
Vicky's mind whirled in confusion as she tried to decide what to do. At least Freddie and the maid weren't making any more loud noise. A professional nurse's first duty was to her patient and if Freddie dismissed her from the case, she wouldn't be able to help Mr. Preston recover. She'd just have to think of some other way to prevent Freddie from doing this in the future. Perhaps she could talk to Mr. Preston and tell him what his perverted son was doing. That might be the answer.
"Oh, no!" Vicky moaned again. She couldn't take that course of action either. If Freddie had been telling the truth about his father, Mr. Preston would only laugh if she complained about his son's lewdness. According to Freddie Jr., he was just a chip off the old block.
Vicky was so confused and horrified by this time, she stood rooted to the spot. At least she could watch what happened and relate it to Dr. Cooper. Perhaps that would be the best thing to do. She'd tell Dr. Cooper and he could decide what to do. Dr. Cooper was a bright young man. Vicky was sure that he could figure out a solution.
Vicky leaned resolutely against the wall and took a deep breath. She didn't want to watch this disgusting sight but she had to get the full story for Dr. Cooper. Freddie might let something slip about how he was forcing the young maid to comply with his perverted demands. She had to stay in case that happened. She'd stand right here and watch, even though the prospect sickened her. It was the only thing the confused nurse could think of to do.
"Mmmmmm, lovely!" the young maid moaned, reaching for Freddie's big prick with her hand. Her fingers traced up and down the stiffly jerking shaft and Vicky shuddered as the girl licked her lips again. She didn't see how the maid could endure a degrading act like this but the lovely redhead was an excellent actress. If Vicky hadn't figured it all out, she would have sworn that the girl was truly enjoying the sight of Freddie's huge cockshaft which she stroked so convincingly. The maid's face was a study of rapture and Vicky shivered again as she realized the terrible potency of Freddie's threat. The girl must be frightened to death inside, Vicky was sure of that.
"Come on, baby ... lick it!" Freddie growled, his face growing redder and redder as the girl continued to run her slim fingers up and down his rigid prick. "I'm going to jam it right down your throat if you don't hurry up and lick it!"
"Ah!" Vicky breathed. Now Freddie's vile nature was really coming out. She just hoped that the lovely maid wasn't going to resist Freddie. He looked awfully menacing with his huge cock poking out like that. Freddie might do something even worse if the girl didn't cooperate.
"Mmmmmm," the maid sighed and stuck out her tongue at last. She moved her head forward and touched Freddie's smooth cockhead with the tip of her tongue, lapping greedily over the shiny, huge bloated tip of it.
Vicky shivered violently. This was absolutely disgusting! She couldn't imagine how the poor girl could keep that eager expression on her face.
Now the girl's tongue was lapping hungrily, sliding over the head of Freddie's jerking cock and swirling around the thick, stiff shaft. Vicky felt her face flame as she watched. She couldn't imagine anyone doing such a perverted thing, much less enjoying it. She knew that she'd never do it. If she was married and her husband even hinted about something this depraved, she'd divorce him in a minute!
"Suck it!" Freddie ordered, catching the girl's face in his hands and tipping it up cruelly. "Come on! Knock off the teasing and start sucking!"
The beautiful redhead opened her eyes and gave Freddie a strange little smile. Then she opened her mouth obediently and began to nibble at the head of Freddie's enormous cock with her soft, full lips.
"You gonna give me a little bonus this week if I take care of you real good, honey?" the girl asked, her eyes shining. "Is. that what you're gonna do, Freddie?"
"Sure!" Freddie grinned, chuckling a little. "You always earn your bonuses, don't you Jan? If you can take it all down your throat without spilling a drop, I'll give you an extra twenty and a new dress besides. Is that enough for you?"
"Oh, yes, Freddie!" the girl giggled. "That's just fine. You're always so generous, honey."
Vicky's eyes nearly popped out of her head as she heard the maid's words. She had been completely wrong! Freddie wasn't blackmailing the young maid at all. He was paying her for her services, just like the girl was a whore!
"Disgusting!" Vicky breathed, trying to tear her eyes away from the sight of the girl's lips closing around the tip of Freddie's big prick. She could have understood the lovely redhead if she'd been threatened in some way by Freddie. But taking money for such a disgusting thing as this? That made the young redhead into a wicked whore as far as Vicky was concerned. There was no need to report this to Dr. Cooper now. The maid wasn't being wronged. She was bargaining her services for money, and the wicked girl deserved every bit of perversion that Freddie insisted on. Both of them were immoral and sinful. A decent girl like herself didn't have to watch this shocking perversion any longer. She could go back to her room and try to forget that there were people of this caliber living in the world.
Vicky tried to move, but her legs refused to obey her. For some strange reason she didn't really want to go back to her room. She wanted to stay and see what these two immoral creatures were going to do.
"Ooooooh!" Vicky whispered, fighting against the curiosity she felt well up inside her. It wasn't nice at all to watch, now that she didn't have a reason to. Decent people didn't watch disgusting sights like this. She was a decent person, wasn't she?
Vicky felt her knees grow weak as she stared at the shiny mushroom-shaped head of Freddie's cock. She could see the girl's red lips trembling as she nibbled a little more making Freddie groan with her lewd teasing.
"Oooooh!" Vicky sighed again, shaking from head to toe. This was disgusting! It was so disgusting and lewd that the nurse's legs trembled wildly and she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her shaking body. She wanted to tear her eyes away from the depraved sight but she couldn't seem to stop watching. Her numbed mind swirled around in circles as she sank slowly to the floor and knelt on the hall rug to keep from fainting. She knew she could never stand up and make her way back to her room as any self-respecting person should do. She was simply too weak and dizzy to move. Her arms and legs were tingling and there was a light buzzing in her head. The innocent blonde nurse was in complete shock from what she had witnessed thus far.
"Noooo," Vicky whispered, struggling against the weak feeling that made her incapable of moving. Her legs were trembling violently and there was a strange feeling between them, a warm feeling of excitement that made her watch helplessly.
"Do it!" Freddie groaned, reaching up with both hands and pulling the girl's head down hard. Vicky saw the girl's lips stretch open wide and then Freddie's horrid, enormous cock disappeared between the girl's soft lips. She was swallowing Freddie's prick!
Vicky was so stunned that she couldn't seem to think clearly. She had thought that the maid would surely choke on Freddie's huge erection but the girl's face was a mask of lust. Watching her full, red lips slide up and down on Freddie's giant cock made that strange warm feeling grow between Vicky's shaking legs and before she could think about what she was doing, her fingers had slipped down and she was pressing her hand right against the shaking mound of her pussy.
Vicky gasped again as a wave of heat washed through her body. Her fingers pressed tighter and tighter to try to stop the rush of heat, but the harder she pressed the more her body trembled. She knew that she shouldn't be doing this, watching Freddie and the maid and touching herself this way, but she couldn't seem to stop. She knew that she was doing something no nice girl would dream of doing, but the waves of heat shuddering through her cuntal mound made her feel light-headed and weak. It was as if the shocking sight in front of her eyes had triggered some deeply-buried emotion in the nurse's body and turned her into a helpless wanton.
Vicky sighed deeply. She was helpless in the face of her passion. Her throat felt dry and aching and her breath came in shocked gasps as her hand pulled her white, cotton panties out of the way. She told herself that she wanted to stop. She shouldn't be doing this. Her fingers were doing something only cheap girls did to satisfy their lusty bodies.
"Ooooooh!" Vicky sighed. She knew that what she was doing wasn't nice, but it felt very nice indeed. It felt wonderful and she blushed in secret shame. Touching herself between her legs had been one of Vicky's greatest pleasures until she had found out that it was nasty and naughty. Nice girls didn't do things like this at all, unless they were asleep and their hands wandered under the covers in the midst of a strange, compelling dream. She'd never done it when she was awake like this, but now she couldn't seem to help herself. She sighed in pleasure and her finger slid up the slippery, heated groove of her pussy to that wonderful little bump right at the top. This was the sensitive place that gave her so much delightful pleasure when she had a forbidden dream. Her finger swirled across the trembling, swollen bud and her body seemed to ignite with a strange fire. It felt so wonderful that she couldn't pull her finger away.
Part of Vicky's mind shouted out a warning. What would happen if she were discovered here?
This was disgraceful behavior for a nurse on assignment. She had no business to be peeking into Freddie's wing and doing this disgusting thing to her own body.
A small, shaky smile slid across Vicky's face. There was no one to catch her. Freddie and the maid would never notice anything right now. There were no other servants in the house and Mr. Preston was upstairs, safely asleep. No one would ever know that she was hiding outside Freddie's door, peeking in at the exciting action that was happening inside.
Vicky's eyes widened as she watched the maid's lips gobble hungrily. Freddie's enormous cock was disappearing, inch by inch, into the girl's greedy mouth. She was sucking at it like a huge popsicle pulling it in slowly until Freddie's heavy, full ball swung up and bounced against her chin.
"Ooooooh!" Vicky whispered. Her finger swirled and twisted the flaming lump of her clitoris until the sensitive bump felt like it was filled with raging fire. It felt so wonderful that Vicky could scarcely keep from crying out in passion. She had to be careful. She didn't want to make the slightest noise for fear she would be discovered.
Vicky pressed her lips together and clenched her teeth to keep from making a sound. The only noise she made was the harsh sound of her breathing. Surely Freddie and the maid couldn't hear that.
They were making too much noise of their own.
"Aaaaaagh!" Freddie grunted. "Harder, baby ... suck it good!" He tensed the muscles of his buttocks and hurtled his enormous prick forward so that his balls mashed against the sucking girl's face. Now his big cock was shoved deeply between the maid's lips and his face turned almost purple with excitement.
"Harder, baby!" he ordered. "Suck it good ... just a little more and I'll be there!"
Vicky couldn't help but respond to the look of frantic excitement of Freddie's handsome face. It was the same excitement that was building in her own shivering body. Her finger swirled faster and faster as Freddie's passion mounted. His hands were cupping the maid's face and he was rocking her mouth back and forth, bobbing it up and down on his stiff, hard cock. There was a wet, sticky sound every time his prick shoved in and another smack when it pulled out. It sounded hot and juicy and very exciting to Vicky's innocent ears.
Vicky couldn't imagine sucking a man's cock, but the maid seemed to be enjoying every second of it. Now that Vicky saw her clearly, she knew it would be impossible to fake enjoyment like this. The girl might be earning extra money for doing this disgusting act but she actually was enjoying it as well.
It was impossible for Vicky to understand the girl's obvious enjoyment. Vicky was sure she'd could never enjoy doing that perverted thing, no matter what the circumstances. Of course a man didn't care whether a girl enjoyed his attentions or not. Men were out for what they could get. Vicky's mother had been quite adamant about that facet of a man's character. Men didn't respect women any more and they didn't care about a woman's feelings. A man would enjoy himself any way he could and he'd let the disgusting desires of his prick dictate to his mind. Vicky had seen the evidence of this last night in the one man she thought was different. Just remembering how Paul had taken advantage of her friendly kiss made the aroused nurse feel a flash of anger. All men were alike. They were animals under a thinly disguised layer of civility.
Vicky glanced at the maid's face again. The girl certainly seemed to be having a good time. She was moaning and her cheeks were ballooning in and out as she sucked greedily on Freddie's thick penis. Vicky knew that she could never have enjoyed such a disgusting thing if she had been forced to suck Freddie's awful cock. A nice girl didn't enjoy such lewd perversions. If the maid enjoyed them, it was solely because the attractive redhead wasn't a nice girl. She was a whore, no matter how you looked at it.
Vicky thought about what she'd do if any man ever tried to make her suck his big prick. She knew that she'd scream and fight to keep from doing it. Vicky was sure that she'd have to be tied up. or knocked unconscious before she'd permit a man to put his erect cock in her mouth. Just thinking about it made her shudder wildly and hot little spasms of anger ran through her body.
Vicky began battering her quivering little clitoris with her fingers as she thought about being forced to suck a man's cock. Her finger slipped and twirled through the juicy smoothness of her cuntal flesh. She was shocked and appalled and horrified and it was just too much for her poor dizzy mind to take. Everything was happening at once and she was shocked senseless. First there had been that awful scene in her apartment with Paul last night, and then the lewd remarks and pinches that she'd had to endure from Mr. Preston, and now this! All of these disgusting, perverted things were enough to drive a nice, proper girl completely crazy. No wonder she was feeling so strangely tonight. It was all these awful things happening so suddenly that were making her act like she'd never acted before.
Vicky completely ignored the way that her finger was moving in her slippery, heated pussy. She thought about the disgraceful sucking noises the beautiful red-haired maid was making as her lips squeezed around Freddie's throbbing cock. She thought about the expression of depraved lust on Freddie's handsome red face. She very carefully avoided thinking about what she was doing. If she was doing anything wrong, they had forced her into it by shocking her this way with their lewd behavior!
"Ooooooh," Vicky moaned, pushing her finger down the flooding slit of her pussy. She shuddered with forbidden excitement as her finger slipped through the juicy, heated cream until she was gasping for breath and panting heavily. It sounded like the breathless blonde nurse was running a race, she was breathing so hard, but she didn't have to worry about Freddie's howls of pleasure.
"Harder!" Freddie gasped again. "Come on, baby ... suck it hard. Suck the cum right out of my nuts!"
Vicky was watching with such rapt attention that she didn't even blink. She saw the maid's head dip and bob like a toy Vicky had played with as a child. It was a bird that sat in a dish of water and its pointed beak dipped and dipped endlessly. The maid's bobbing head looked just like that bird, dipping and bobbing as if the lovely redhead would never stop.
"Suck it all out!" Freddie shouted. "Suck my prick dry, baby! Come on ... you can do it!"
Vicky's mouth opened in amazement. Surely the girl wouldn't do that! A ripple of excitement rushed through Vicky's aroused body at Freddie's lewd words. Surely the maid wasn't going to swallow ... she couldn't actually swallow ... oooohhhh! The very thought was too disgusting to complete. Vicky was sure that the girl wouldn't do what Freddie wanted her to. No woman would do something that disgusting even if she was being paid for her depraved services!
Vicky's finger fairly flew over her trembling pussyflesh. Somehow the thought of the maid actually doing that disgusting thing made her feel all weak and shaky. The little tingles of excitement were rushing through her body now and she could scarcely keep from screaming out in passion as a sense of wild urgency came over her shaking body. Her delicate pink cuntal flesh felt as hot as a fire and her pussymouth was spasming wildly, gushing out rivers of hot, juicy cream to coat her cuntal groove. She was so excited and shocked that she stopped thinking completely and gave up to the wild, thrilling feeling of heated wetness that rushed over her squirming pussy. Vicky's strict, proper mind had been shocked into silence by the lusty sweetness that flowed through her pussy.
"Jesus!" Freddie hollered, hurtling his enormous cock to the back of the maid's sucking throat. "Squeeze it out, baby ... it's ready! Harder ... suck out my cum!"
Vicky shivered uncontrollably. The spasms of forbidden pleasure were driving her completely insane with lust. She felt the blinding waves grow hotter and hotter and her tight little virgin cunt squirmed in an agony of pleasure.
Freddie began to shake as the girl's head moved faster and faster. The greedy maid's cheeks quivered and Vicky could see Freddie's heavy balls slam against her face. Again the girl's head bobbed down, and again, and again. The maid's face took on a fierce concentrated expression as her mouth worked busily to try to suck the cum out of Freddie's huge prick.
Vicky moaned softly, unable to think about anything except the sight of the lewdly wet sucking. Then a shudder of fascination shook her body as she wondered what it would be like to suck a man's prick that way.
The bewildered nurse had never had such a lusty thought in her life. Sucking a man's cock would have never occurred to her even in her wildest imagination if she hadn't stumbled upon Freddie and the wanton red-haired maid. But now that Vicky had seen such a lewd, depraved sight, she was curious. She wished there were some way she could know how the girl was feeling. She wished that she could change places with the maid for just an instant so she would know what a man's prick in her mouth would feel like. She was itching to feel a slippery, huge cock slide back and forth between her lips for just an instant!
"Oooooh!" Vicky gasped. She was crazy with passion. She must be crazy for even thinking a thought like that! Of course she'd never actually do it ... never! She'd rather die than let a man do something that perverted to her!
Freddie gripped the maid's head tighter and pushed her down again and again. His huge, throbbing prick slid into the lush round circle of the girl's lips and out again, moving faster and faster. He was forcing the girls head down so hard that she couldn't have moved, even if she had wanted to. It was clear that the excited maid didn't want to move. Her eyes were shining and her lips smacked lewdly on the thick pole of Freddie's enormous cock.
Vicky felt a shudder of passion run through her innocent body. She'd never seen anyone crazed with lust before, but that was surely the expression on the lovely maid's face. The girl's body was quivering in passion and the sucking noises she made were loud in the now-silent room. Vicky stared in fascination as Freddie's throbbing prick slid out almost to the tip and then slammed back into the girl's devouring mouth again, as the maid's eyes glowed with obvious enjoyment.
Vicky's finger moved faster and faster as the maid's fingers slipped down to her own juicy, pink pussy. The lust-crazed girl was parting the swollen lips of her labia and spreading her legs widely as her mouth did Freddie's bidding. The girl's fingers dug deeply and then Vicky could see them disappear into the squirming, sucking mouth of the maid's swimming pussychannel.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" the excited maid moaned. "Mmmmmmmmmmffff!"
Vicky thought she would surely faint with shock. The wanton perverted girl was playing with her own pussy while she sucked Freddie's cock. Vicky had never even imagined the limits of the girl's perversion. Her fingers plunged in and then the squirming maid drew them out again, covered with slippery, creamy juices.
Vicky wanted to shut her eyes but her eyelids wouldn't close. It was like they were stuck open, frozen in shock so that the horrified nurse had to watch every lewd movement. All the while the depraved maid was thrusting her fingers in, again and again, in time with Freddie's plunging cock.
"Mmmmmmmph!" the passionate maid squealed. It sounded as if the lovely redhead were being strangled but she made no effort to draw back. She acted as if she enjoyed the way Freddie's cock filled her throat and hurtled in all the way to his rippling balls.
Freddie's cock looked as big as a tree stump now, to Vicky's innocent eyes. It was growing redder and larger right in front of her eyes. It pulsed and throbbed lewdly as it hurtled back and forth between the girl's glistening lips and Vicky felt her own body begin to squirm and seethe in excitement. The aroused nurse felt a tingling, rushing sensation she'd never felt before and the intensity of the feeling left her hypnotized by her own kindled desires.
Vicky's finger began to swirl lower. It crept down her shivering pussyslit and found the quivering pink mouth of her cunt. She tore her eyes away from Freddie's hurtling cock and watched the maid for a moment, transfixed by the sight of the way the girl's slim fingers were thrusting lewdly into her pussyhole.
"Oooooooh!" Vicky groaned, centering her own finger at the shivering, spasming mouth of her pussy. She had never done this before but the waves of excitement were too delicious to be denied. She wanted to feel the way the lovely maid was feeling. She wanted to see exactly why the girl was gasping and twisting her hips in those tight frantic motions. She wanted to feel the lusty thrills the wanton redhead must be feeling.
"Aaaaaah!" Vicky groaned, working her slim fingertip into the tight little opening. Her finger wiggled lustily, spearing the virgin ring of her pussymouth and working in deeper and deeper as it lunged carefully forward.
"Oooooh!" Vicky breathed. Her finger was spearing frantically now and the trembling sensation got stronger and sweeter. She scooted her squirming buttcheeks down on the rug so that she was sitting against the wall, her head tipped to watching the exciting action in the next room.
"That's it baby!" Freddie hollered, her face turning almost purple. It looked like he was getting ready to have a heart attack the way his eyes glazed. The rasping sounds of his breathing seemed agonized to the inexperienced nurse and she felt worry prickle at the base of her spine.
"Aaaaaaagh!" Freddie hollered in a voice that was so loud it hurt Vicky's ears. "Oooooh, Jeeeesus! Yeah ... that's it! Aaaaagh! AAAAAAAAAGH!"
The innocent nurse was completely bewildered when she saw a wide happy smile spread across Freddie's face. His body jerked and Vicky saw the way that the maid's throat worked frantically as she swallowed. Then the nurse realized in horror that Freddie had actually done it. He'd ordered the maid to suck the sperm out of his balls and he was shooting it down the girl's throat right this moment!
"Oooooh, God!" Vicky moaned weakly. She just didn't believe it. How could any two people be capable of such disgusting perversion? Freddie's cock was ejaculating in the maid's throat and the girl was greedily swallowing Freddie's sperm!
This was the final straw that broke the camel's back. Vicky's innocent young mind snapped completely as she witnessed this final perversion and her head spun around in empty circles. The only thing that was left was the lusty demands of her own awakened body and she could deny them no longer. She drove her finger in and out deeply, imagining that it was an enormous, erect penis. Her finger turned into a huge, hot cock, fucking in and out of the tiny ring of spasming pussyflesh.
Vicky's body grew hotter and hotter with the new lusty image in her mind. Her hot cuntal mouth began to snap greedily and the creamy slippery juice ran out over her fingers. Her long, blonde hair slipped out of its nice, proper bun and tumbled down her back as her finger worked faster and faster.
Vicky could hear the way her pussymouth was snapping and it made the sweet thrills grow even more intense. Her pussytunnel felt like an oven, hot and clutching as it sucked at the tip of her finger. Then she felt a blinding stab of pain as her plunging finger encountered the barrier of her virginity.
"Noooo," Vicky moaned. The innocence that she'd guarded all her life was a barrier to her pleasure now and she wished that she could break right through that hateful badge of her virginity and thrust her finger all the way to the back of her boiling twisting pussytunnel the way that the excited maid was doing. For the first time in her life, Vicky wished that she had not been the nice girl her mother told her to be. At last she understood why her room ate had said that being a nice girl meant you never got to have any fun. If only she'd let some man fuck her! There had been plenty of opportunities in Vicky's nursing training. The young interns were always trying to get a good-looking young student to make a trip to the linen closet, supposedly to count sheets and towels. Vicky had been propositioned quite a few times before the word got around that she wasn't the type to mess around. Vicky writhed and groaned at all the opportunities she'd passed up to get rid of the burden of her virginity. She should have let Paul have his way with her last night. If she'd given in, she could have wiggled her finger all the way into her squeezing, boiling cuntal channel and experienced the hot flashes of joy that awaited her.
"Ooooh, damn!" Vicky muttered, plunging her fingertip against the tight barrier to rapture. Then she gasped in pain and tears of frustration filled her eyes. She couldn't shove her finger in, no matter how desperately she thrust. It was like trying to break through a solid barrier of flesh.
Again and again, Vicky's small finger plunged into the boiling cavern of her virgin pussy. Her fingertip would go in at least, and that was much more pleasurable than anything she'd ever felt before. It made the excited innocent nurse lust for more. It made her burn to feel the stiffness of her slim finger in the very depths of her squirming, flooding channel. That would be even more exciting, she knew.
Vicky pulled her legs apart wider and wider. Now her panties were getting in her way and she grabbed the white crotchband and ripped with a frenzy of strength. There was a tearing sound as the material came away in her hand and now she had free access to her heated creaming pussy groove.
"Ah!" Vicky gasped, hurtling her finger in as far as she could. Her other hand found the top of her burning cuntal groove and her thumb scraped across the trembling bud of her clitoris, pushing the little button of pleasure back and forth desperately.
"Oooooh!" Vicky moaned, her fingers swirling and squeezing and plunging in as far as possible. "Oooooh ... wonderful!"
Vicky shuddered wildly. Her fingers were stroking, pulling, massaging, twirling with a frenzy of desire. She could taste the wild sweet passion in her throat and she panted loudly. The thrills were sending her higher and higher. She could feel them building to a shuddering crescendo.
Vicky bit her lower lip with her teeth. She could hear the sound of her anguished moans and she had to keep herself from screaming with joy as her pussy throbbed and spasmed. God! It felt wonderful! She never felt anything so wonderful before!
Vicky's legs trembled and her body jerked back in a thrusting movement. The wonderful sweetness had turned into a raging fire. It burned between her legs and licked at the shivering innocence deep inside her virgin pussytunnel. The searing flames licked higher and higher until she felt dizzy with the growing heat. Her wet, shuddering cunt was igniting with a lusty blaze and the violent explosion that rocketed through her body made her twist with lusty force.
"Aaaagh! Yessssss!" Vicky gasped, the sound a strangled groan. Her body was twisting and writhing and she made little mewling sounds deep in her throat. The smaller explosions set off other larger shuddering bursts until she was hurled like a rocket into the blinding glory of shattering orgasm.
Vicky's eyes went blank with ecstasy. Dimly she saw the lusty redhead reach the same blinding peak of passion and all three of them were caught up in a common bond of lust. She heard Freddie's loud yelps of joy as the wanton maid sucked his cock dry and she watched the tired girl slip into an exhausted huddle on Freddie's couch, her fingers still buried in the shuddering depths of her cunt.
Finally the sweet shudders of rapture began to fade and Vicky became aware of her position with a horrid jolt. She was dazed and weak but she pulled herself to her feet and bent over to pick up the torn remnants of her panties. Then her hand flew to her mouth to cover her horrified gasp as full awareness hit her.
Vicky's dazed mind whirled as she tried to gather her strength. What terrible desires had possessed her? How could she have done such a lewd, disgusting thing? How could a nice, proper nurse do something this wicked and depraved her first night on a new case?
Vicky stood up as straight as she could and made an effort to smooth out her rumpled uniform. She was absolutely disgraceful! What would people think if they knew what Victoria Winters, the only nice girl in her graduating class, had done on this shameful evening? If only there were some way to erase the horrid memory from her mind so she could become a nice, proper girl again!
Vicky took one last look at the disgusting couple on the couch. It was all their fault! They had shocked her right out of her sensibilities and forced her to behave in such a shameful manner. She must have been crazy to risk her reputation and do such a shameful thing!
With super-human effort, Vicky walked stiffly down the hall and through the connecting doorway. She closed Freddie's door silently behind her and breathed a long shuddering sigh of relief. Then she ran down the hall to her own quarters and locked her door behind her.
"Thank God!" Vicky gasped, glancing at the call button on her dresser and finding that it was green. Mr. Preston hadn't called for her during her absence. No one knew that she had deviated from her assigned duties and done that wicked thing in Freddie's hallway. No one would ever know if she put it out of her mind and went on as before.
"I'll never do it again!" Vicky whispered, making a solemn promise to herself. Now that the frightened nurse knew what terrible things could happen if she let her passions get out of control, she would guard her purity with her life. She would never be tempted to be lewd and disgusting again. She would be very careful to keep herself pure and proper the way any nice girl should. There was no excuse for the disgusting way that she had behaved but there was no sense dwelling on it. It was over and it would never happen again. She was still a nice girl and no power on earth could tempt her again!
"Never again!" Vicky promised aloud, turning the shower on full and forcing herself to step under the cold rush of water. Whenever she felt the slightest temptation she would climb under a freezing shower. That ought to douse her passions in a hurry. And she wouldn't turn off the water until she'd spent ten minutes under the cold, stinging spray. That ought to be a fitting punishment for letting her passions run away with her.
Vicky's lips were turning blue and she was shivering violently by the time she got out of the shower but she felt cleansed and very sober. Getting caught up in the flames of passion was a lot like being drunk, the shivering girl decided. All it took was a cold shower to cool those passions and wash them right out of your mind.
"You're a nice girl, Victoria Winters," Vicky whispered as she put on her nightgown and climbed into the big, soft bed. "You're a nice girl and don't you dare forget it again!"
CHAPTER THREE
When Vicky's alarm rang at five thirty the next morning, she rolled over and sat up sleepily. She had slept so soundly that she hardly remembered her own name this morning.
It took Vicky a full minute to remember where she was. Then she swung her feet over the edge of the bed and gazed at her uniform in a crumpled pile at her feet. She hadn't even bothered to hang it up last night. She must have been exhausted.
"Oooooh, no!" Vicky gasped, the shameful memory coming back to her in a flash. Freddie and the maid! And her disgusting reaction to their depraved actions!
Vicky took a deep breath and straightened her shoulders resolutely. This was a new day ... a fresh start for her life. She would behave with the upmost propriety today to prove that her distressing experience last night had taught her a lesson. She would live the life of the nice girl she knew she was. There would be no more mistakes for Victoria Winters! One mistake was all it took for a smart girl to learn her lesson well. Vicky was determined to do the most dedicated, professional, conscientious job of her life on this assignment.
At six o'clock there was a knock on Vicky's door. The young nurse blushed deeply as she realized that it was the maid, bringing her breakfast. How could she bear to face the girl after what she had seen last night?
Vicky took a deep breath and opened the door. She smiled politely at the attractive maid and watched the girl place her tray of food on the table.
"Will that be all, ma'am?" the girl asked, staring at Vicky appraisingly.
"Yes, thank you," Vicky replied correctly, proud of her cool, professional voice. Then she smiled condescendingly as the redhead turned and walked from the room. She had handled that very well indeed. She had been polite and correct in her treatment of the horribly wanton girl, even though she knew the maid was no better than the lowest of whores. Her behavior had been appropriate and professional. It was a fine start for a new day.
* * *
"Bitch!" the young maid muttered as she hurried down the hall. She had seen the condescending smile on the nurse's face and she didn't like it one bit. It would serve that nurse right if Freddie did decide to make a pass at her. Maybe she'd even suggest it to him. She loved to see those cold, snotty types get what was coming to them.
* * *
Vicky was almost relieved when Dr. Cooper came in for his morning visit. Mr. Preston was being even more disagreeable today. He had refused his bath and accused her of trying to get a peek at his prick! And then he'd pointed at her and chuckled when she had blushed.
"Well ... how's our lovable patient today?" Dr. Cooper grinned, winking at Vicky. "From the looks of you, I'd say he's in fine form."
"He certainly is!" Vicky said, smiling in spite of herself. Dr. Cooper was one of the nicest doctors in town, to Vicky's way of thinking. He didn't hesitate to take charity patients like so many other doctors did and he made house calls, a real rarity in these modern times. Vicky thought Dr. Cooper was the best doctor she'd ever had the pleasure of working with and the fact that he was young and handsome didn't hurt matters either. Vicky imagined the hospital grapevine would have her sleeping with Dr. Cooper before this case was over, but Vicky didn't mind the gossip. Dr. Cooper had never made a pass at her like so many of the other doctors and he always treated her with the proper amount of respect due a nice, proper nurse. If the other girls at the hospital wanted to gossip it was only their jealousy showing. Vicky knew for a fact that Dr. Cooper had requested she be assigned to the Preston case, but she was sure his only reason had been her dependability and professionalism. That ought to teach the other nurses a good lesson. If they stopped wiggling their behinds and paid as much attention to their patients as they did to their hairstyles, they'd be assigned to choice cases too.
Vicky waited in the hallway for Dr. Cooper to complete his examination. The tall, rugged doctor was smiling when he came out of Mr. Preston's bedroom.
"You're a gem, Vicky!" he chuckled, patting her on the shoulder. "Mr. Preston seems much better this morning. I think he knows he's finally got a battle on his hands and it's having a remarkable effect on his spirits. You've lasted longer than any other nurse on the case and I'm sure you'll stick it out no matter what tricks our crafty patient devises."
Vicky frowned slightly at the Doctor's words. "You mean he wants me to quit?"
"Not exactly," Dr. Cooper laughed. "He just enjoys seeing how many nurses he can drive away. He really wants someone to stand up to him and make him behave. Mr. Preston is just like a spoiled child with this hip of his. He wants a nurse that won't knuckle under when he starts heckling her, but he hasn't found one yet. I've got a feeling that you're going to be the one nurse Mr. Preston can't intimidate. The moment he realizes that you're going to stay, he'll back down and start the physical therapy I've been prescribing. Just don't let the old devil get your goat. Turn that sweet smile of your on full force and he'll back right down."
"I ... I see," Vicky said, beginning to smile. "He's like a child testing his parent's authority. Is that right, Doctor?"
"Exactly," Dr. Cooper chuckled. "If you remain firm and friendly in spite of his worst behavior, he'll be walking in no time. I'm willing to bet on that."
Vicky thought about the young Doctor's words long after he'd left. Now she was even more determined to stick it out, no matter what Mr. Preston did. Dr. Cooper was counting on her and she wouldn't let him down. It was a wonderful feeling to know that Dr. Cooper trusted her to handle such a difficult case. She would earn the young doctor's admiration if it was the last thing she ever did.
Vicky stomped into her room at eight-thirty that evening and sank down weakly in a chair. Mr. Preston had been horrible but she'd managed to get through the day with a smile on her face. Now that she thought about it, she didn't know how she'd done it. First the nasty old man had refused to touch his dinner, complaining that the creamed chicken on toast looked like "shit on a shingle". As if that hadn't been enough, when she leaned over to remove his tray, he'd tried to run his hand up under her skirt! She was fed up to the gills with rude, crude Mr. Preston, but she was determined to get through it somehow. At least she was learning to keep her distance from the bed. Maybe if Mr. Preston had to chase her to try his disgusting little tricks, he'd do his exercises. She could be just as sneaky as Mr. Preston, if the occasion warranted. She'd try it out in the morning and see what happened. She'd wiggle around as sexy as you please, right out of the old man's reach. That might just give him the incentive to learn to walk again.
Vicky started to smile as she thought about her sneaky plan. If Mr. Preston really was the lascivious old man that his depraved son made him out to be, her little scheme should work wonders. She decided not to tell Dr. Cooper of her plan until after she'd tried it for a while in the morning. She'd surprise him with her inventiveness. Dr. Cooper would be glad he'd had faith in her.
The tired nurse was still giggling when she climbed into the shower stall. She was very proud of herself for thinking of such an exciting cure. She wouldn't mind playing her sexy part at all, knowing that it was all for the patient's good. She'd be an angel of mercy with wiggling hips and bouncing breasts. It would be fun to tease Mr. Preston into recovery.
As Vicky stepped into the steamy shower she was already making plans to shorten her uniforms. She'd leave the zipper down a bit in front too and let Mr. Preston get a glimpse of her lacy brassiere. She'd have the old man up and around in no time.
Vicky's hand flew to her mouth as she thought about Freddie Jr. What if that terribly lewd young man saw her teasing his father? She'd have to be careful not to let anyone catch her while she was carrying out her plan. Vicky knew that Freddie was the type of disgusting individual who would totally misinterpret her actions.
The thought of Freddie Jr. made Vicky blush in embarrassment. She could see why the girls were attracted to the handsome heir. It wasn't only his money that made the town girls attend his wild, disgusting parties. Freddie was very handsome in a wicked sort of way. With his dark hair and his flashing eyes he looked like the devil himself.
"Ooooooh," Vicky moaned, trailing the warm, soft washcloth over her trembling body. She thought Freddie was repulsive with his darkly handsome face and his burning eyes. It was strangely exciting to picture his face in her mind, the rippling muscles in his strong arms and legs and the quick way he moved, like a giant cat ready to pounce. Yes, Freddie was definitely handsome and the excited girl slipped her legs a little farther apart as the warm jet of water washed over her body.
Vicky sighed and her lips parted as she thought of the repulsive young man. He was certainly a devil, with his evil perversions and his strong, handsome body. Most girls would be totally unable to resist his charms. She was probably the only girl in town who was safe from Freddie's advances. And that was because she knew what a disgusting animal he really was. He'd proven that last night when he'd done that perverted thing with the red-haired maid.
"Oooooh," Vicky moaned, feeling shudders ripple through her heated body. She couldn't help remembering the way Freddie had looked last night with his hard, pulsing cock approaching the maid's parted lips. He was definitely a beast! A lusty terrible animal! Thank God she wasn't in the least bit attracted to his evil ways.
The heat grew and grew in Vicky's shaking body. Her legs spread out widely and the splattering jet of water made her breasts tingle and her nipples hardened into hot little points. The warm water was rushing down her body now, flowing between her legs and covering her pussymound with a tickling, glowing heat. With a cry of desperation the lovely young nurse tipped down the shower head and aimed the lovely warm jet of water right at the quivering place between her legs.
"Aaaaaah," Vicky sighed, shuddering in pleasure. The wet, heated stream was splattering right at the sensitive flesh of her pussy and she moved her hips frantically, squirming and moaning in lust. Hot flashes of joy sped up her trembling cuntal tunnel and raced to her brain, blending with the image of Freddie's handsome evil face.
With a sharp cry of alarm, Vicky realized what she was doing. She was breaking her promise and behaving like a common slut again! There was a horrified expression on the girl's frightened face as she snapped her legs back together and turned on the cold water full-force.
"Ooooh, NO!" Vicky squealed, standing directly under the deluge of freezing water. She had almost done it again! The thought of Freddie had excited her so much that she had scarcely been able to regain control. How could she protect herself against the memory of such horrid perversion?
After five minutes of enduring the stinging, icy blasts of water, a thoroughly chastised young nurse emerged from the freezing shower stall. She was shivering violently but her shudders were more from fear than from the cold. At least she had stopped herself in time. That was testimony to her determination to behave like a nice girl should.
Vicky made herself a strong cup of coffee and drank it. When she had warmed up a little, she put on her white, flowing nightgown and climbed under the covers. She'd read until she was tired enough to go to sleep. If she lost herself in a book, she wouldn't be able to think of Freddie at all. It was dangerous for the innocent nurse to think about the perverted thing that happened" last night. It seemed to have a very bad effect on her mind. She'd have to keep her thoughts as pure as her body and she was determined to do it. She'd work hard all day and read until she fell asleep. That was the only way to keep from thinking.
As Vicky picked up the story where she had left off last night, she listened for any sounds in the house. It was perfectly quiet except for the soft ticking of the nurse's alarm clock. There wasn't a sound from Freddie's wing, and Vicky was sure that the disgusting young man was out for the evening. He was probably out drinking and carousing around, doing lewd things to some cheap, immoral girl. At least she didn't have to worry about him tonight. If he wasn't home, there couldn't be any more wild parties in his bachelor apartment.
Vicky read until her eyes started to burn. Then she closed them for a minute and leaned back against the pillows. She didn't notice when her book dropped to the floor and the exhausted girl didn't stir when a loud crash and the sound of a muttered curse came from the door at the end of the hall.
"Damn!" Freddie grumbled, kicking a wastebasket out of the way. He flicked on the light and saw a note propped on his table.
I think I was wrong about the new nurse, the note said. She might be just your type after all.
The cryptic message wasn't signed but Freddie knew exactly who had left it for him. He chuckled in amusement and made his way carefully to the cabinet where he poured himself another drink.
"Hmmmmm," Freddie sighed, sinking down on the couch. The evening had been a total waste so far. He had bummed around at the hotel bar for awhile but nothing had walked in except a couple of pushy, giggling girls who didn't turn him on at all and one rather dumpy housewife looking for kicks. There was no action at all in town tonight and Freddie was bored and slightly tipsy from all the drinks he'd had, waiting for something to happen.
Freddie squinted at the brief little note again and frowned thoughtfully. It wasn't even midnight yet and he wasn't a bit tired. Maybe he should go take a quick peek at the new nurse. He could always say that he was concerned about his father. That would be excuse enough for visiting the nurse's room.
It didn't take more than another second for Freddie to make up his mind. He polished off his drink in one quick gulp and headed down the hallway to the new nurse's quarters. At least he could see if she was still awake. It she was a real doll he might find some way to amuse himself tonight after all.
Freddie grinned as he saw the light shining under the nurse's door. Let's see ... what was her name again? Winters. That was it. Victoria Winters.
"Miss Winters?" Freddie called, tapping lightly on the door. "I'd like to talk to you about your patient."
Vicky was jolted awake by the knock on her door. She didn't recognize the voice and she was too sleepy to ask questions. The only thing that registered in her foggy mind was that the person at the door was talking about her patient. Something must have happened to Mr. Preston. Perhaps his conditioned had worsened suddenly.
"Oh!" Vicky gasped, reaching for her frilly white robe. "Just a moment ... I'm coming!"
The startled girl rushed to the door and opened it quickly, holding her robe tightly around her body. When she saw Freddie, her face turned pink and for a moment all she could think about was the way he and the maid had behaved.
"I'm sorry, Miss Winters," Freddie apologized, stepping into the room. "I hope you weren't sleeping."
"Uh ... that's all right," Vicky whispered, trying not to let the awful young man know how frightened she was. She should never have opened the door without asking who it was, but it was too late to be thinking about that now. Freddie Jr. was already standing inside her room and now there was nothing she could do except try to keep calm and ask him what he wanted.
"What was it, Mr. Preston?" Vicky asked quickly. "You wanted to see me?"
Freddie's amused eyes took in the girl's nervous trembling. Perhaps the nurse thought that she was being modest by pulling the robe so tightly around her body but exactly the opposite was true. By folding the material around her tightly, Vicky was displaying her figure in a way that seemed damned provocative to Freddie.
"Mmmmmm, I sure do want to see you," Freddie chuckled. "I want to see a lot more of you!"
Freddie laughed out loud at the nurse's outraged expression. He knew she couldn't possibly be as innocent as she was acting. He'd heard stories about doctors and nurses and Freddie bet there wasn't a virgin nurse at the hospital. He was sure that Miss Winters was no exception. She was just acting modest and shocked to turn him on. It was a cute little trick and he loved it. He always liked his women to put up a little fight. It made things more interesting that way.
Vicky couldn't seem to move as Freddie's arms reached toward her. She was frozen with fear, hypnotized by his gleaming eyes and the look of anticipation on his face. His fingers clutched the front of her white robe and pulled it open and he stared at her with admiration.
"Oh!" Vicky gasped, and she grabbed frantically for her robe, trying to pull it around her again. Her nightgown was so thin and soft that Freddie could see her breasts right through the silky fabric.
"Oh no you don't!" Freddie grinned, catching her hands firmly. "I said I wanted to see you and this is just a start."
As the frightened girl struggled to get free, Freddie chuckled appreciatively. The front of her nightgown was inching down lower and lower, promising him a full view of her throbbing body.
"No!" Vicky hissed. "Leave me alone, you animal! Go pick on someone who wants you, like that filthy redheaded maid of yours!"
Vicky knew she had made a mistake the moment the angry words left her lips. She heard Freddie's chuckle and it sounded disgustingly evil. She'd blurted out her secret without meaning to. Now Freddie knew that she'd watched the lusty scene in his apartment last night.
The desperate nurse struggled harder and harder, trying to free her hands from Freddie's strong grasp. If she could only get away from him for an instant, she could run into the bathroom and lock the door. Then she'd be safe from his terrible lust.
The harder Vicky struggled the more her nightgown slipped down. Finally the taut elastic couldn't hold it up any longer and it slipped down around her waist, her breasts popping out in plain view!
"Nooooo!" Vicky squealed, staring down at her quivering breasts in horror. Her mind whirled in shock and she felt her face flame with hideous embarrassment.
"Beautiful!" Freddie grinned, staring at the lovely nurse's hard, throbbing nipples. "Such hard little nipples! They're just begging to be sucked."
"Pleeeease ... don't!" Vicky whispered, losing her voice in fright. "Pleeeease! Leave me alone!"
Freddie had no intention of leaving the beautiful nurse alone. Now that he'd seen her hard, nearly-bursting nipples, he was positive that the girl was just putting up a fight to tease him She wanted it. The way her plump, pink nipples were swelling was proof of that. He'd give it to her too.
He'd fuck her better than any of those damn doctors she played around with. By the time he finished with her, she'd know what a real man was like. She'd forget all about her educated doctors after she got a taste of his hard prick in her pussy.
Vicky felt her nipples quiver under Freddie's lustful gaze. They swelled and throbbed wildly and there was a familiar tingle between her legs. The frightened nurse moaned in fear as she recognized that moist heated feeling. It was the same way she'd felt when she'd watched the lewd way the maid sucked Freddie's huge cock. It was the same feeling she'd felt under the shower earlier this evening. Her body was betraying her again and she struggled fiercely against the dizzy weakness that threatened to consume her.
Freddie chuckled again at the girl's frenzied struggles. She was no match for his physical strength. He grinned as he watched her face turn bright pink and his prick gave a swift throb in the front of his pants. The nurse's struggles were exciting him much more than anything else. If she wanted to pretend to resist, he'd go along with it. Some girls really got off on pretending to be raped and Victoria Winters must be one of them. If it was rape the lovely blonde wanted, Freddie would be more than happy to oblige.
"Don't!" Vicky gasped twisting with all her strength. She began to sob as he held her effortlessly and then he was pushing her back toward the bed, backing her inch by inch across the floor until she was caught against the edge of the mattress on the big soft bed.
"Nooooo," Vicky sobbed, her voice barely coherent. Her mind was whirling and she had never been this frightened in her whole life. She tried to beat against his chest with her hands but Freddie just chuckled and captured her flailing arms in one big hand, grinning down at her lewdly.
"I like a girl with a little fight," he laughed, reaching down with his free hand and unzipping the front of his pants. His fingers fumbled for a second and Vicky watched in fascinated horror as his prick popped out, spearing like a lance of flesh and throbbing obscenely.
"Oooooh!" Vicky screamed, but her voice came out as a frightened squeak. Freddie's prick was even more enormous than she had remembered and it was an angry red color. The wide, bloated head looked inflamed and swollen and it jerked and throbbed powerfully as Vicky stared and stared.
"Like it, baby?" Freddie grinned, staring at her face. He could tell that the girl was fascinated at the size of his cock. The doctors she fucked around with probably had pricks that were nowhere near this size. She seemed absolutely horrified at the size of his prick and the amazement Freddie saw on the frightened nurse's face made his cock swell up even bigger and jerk wildly.
"Nooooo ... please!" Vicky moaned, shaking as if she had a chill. She tried to tear her eyes away from Freddie's huge cock but she was hypnotized by the enormous throbbing shaft. Her body felt cold and then hot as streaking jolts of heat rushed through her arms and legs and settled down in her pussy in a wave of heated passion.
"Nooooo...." Vicky moaned again and she struggled weakly as Freddie bent her back farther and farther. Finally she could retain her balance no longer and she slumped onto the mattress, still staring intently at his monstrous cock. Her heart was pounding violently and she could hear the sound of her own frenzied breathing in her ears. What was he going to do? Would he shove his huge prick between her lips as he'd done last night with the maid?
Vicky remembered vividly what she had seen last night. She also remembered what she had thought at the time. She had vowed she'd rather die than let a man shove his awful prick between her lips. Now she was even more determined to thwart Freddie's lewd efforts. She wouldn't let him do it to her! She'd fight him somehow. Scratching and clawing like a wildcat wouldn't do any good when he held her hands so tightly that she couldn't even move. She had to think of some other way of resisting.
Suddenly Vicky had it. It was the perfect way to resist all of Freddie's efforts to shove his cock in her mouth. She'd grit her teeth together, and he wouldn't be able to get it in. It was simple and brilliant and Vicky felt a surge of power as she latched onto her defense and quickly closed her mouth firmly. Just let Freddie Preston try his disgusting perversion with her now!
Freddie frowned as he felt the lovely nurse stop struggling. She had been like a tiger a moment ago but now she was lying there passively, staring up at his with a stubborn expression on her sexy face. He could see the set of her jaw as she clamped her lips together firmly. That was strange. Freddie's never fucked another girl who'd done anything like this. Maybe she was pretending she was gagged or something. Some girls really got off on weird fantasies. She certainly wasn't putting up much of a fight now and he'd be a fool not to take advantage of the situation while it lasted. Maybe she was gathering her strength for another whirlwind struggle. That could be it too. Whatever it was, Freddie didn't let the beautiful nurse's motives bother him. He just kept a tight hold on her hands and grabbed her nightgown with his free hand. His fingers gripped the frilly white garment and he pulled it down savagely, ripping it off the girl like he was peeling a banana.
"Mmmmmmm!" Vicky gasped. She was careful not to open her mouth. Freddie might try some trick to get her mouth open and she was ready for him. No matter what awful thing he did to shock her, she wasn't going to part her lips. He'd never get his huge, jerking cock in her mouth!
"Oooh, Jesus!" Freddie groaned, staring at the lovely blonde. His prick jerked violently and he felt his mind turn red with lust. She was tender and young and the way that she was blushing fiercely fit in perfectly with her act of innocence. She was acting almost like a virgin and that made Freddie even more excited. He'd never fucked an actual virgin in his life but maybe she'd be almost as hot and tight as one. One of Freddie's greatest desires was to fuck a virgin, but he'd never run into one who wasn't jail-bait. Some folks might have said that Freddie was incorrigible but going after jail-bait wasn't one of his vices. Freddie knew his father would help him out of any other scrape but the old man drew the line when it came to fucking jail-bait. Mr. Preston had said often enough that it was stupid. Men who were stupid enough to fuck jail-bait deserved to be caught.
Freddie grinned lustily. Damned if she didn't look innocent, lying there as if she were half-scared out of her wits. It was really possible to believe that she was the terrified virgin. She really looked the part with her wide, frightened eyes and her shudders of fear. She was a great actress and the part she was playing excited Freddie almost beyond control.
It was only when Freddie pulled her shaking thighs apart, that the shocked nurse realized she had been fighting against the wrong kind of attack. Freddie was intending an even more lurid perversion. He wasn't trying to shove his enormous prick between her lips at all. He was intending to rape her shuddering virgin pussy!
Freddie was so thrilled at the sight of the girl's tender young pussy that he hardly heard her startled cries of fright. His cock was hard and throbbing as he drew closer and closer to his goal. Her smooth, white thighs were trembling and quivering. His eyes caressed the lightly tanned flesh and raised to the golden mound of her delicate cunt. Her pussyhair was sparse and curly and he could see the tender pink lips of her labia as they peeked from the blonde puff of gold. The sight of her shuddering, trembling moistness drove Freddie crazy with passion and his cock ached to drive between her soft pink cuntal lips.
"Noooo," Vicky moaned weakly, her head dizzy with the enormity of his perversion. He was a brutal animal and he didn't even hear her frenzied protests. She had to stop him somehow but she was helpless in her struggles against his strong body. He was pinning her down like a butterfly in a collection and there was no way she could fight against him.
Freddie chuckled as the girl's struggles grew weaker and weaker. This was going to be like taking candy from a baby. She was tiring from her desperate attempts to fight him off and it made Freddie feel strong and powerful.
Freddie had never raped a girl in his life. There was no reason to force a girl, when there were plenty of women who were delighted to fuck with him. A pretend rape like this was a hell of a lot more fun than a real one, Freddie was sure. He could tell that Vicky was every bit as excited as he was about plunging his stiff cock in her pussy. Her body was trembling so sweetly he could hardly stand it and the cream flooding her beautiful pink pussygroove was proof of the girl's arousal. Playing rape was the lustiest, most exciting Freddie had ever done even though he knew that Vicky wasn't really a virgin. There was about as much chance of a sexy girl like Vicky being a virgin, as there was of a snowball not melting in hell.
"Nooooo," Vicky moaned, shuddering wildly. "Please ... Freddie! You can't do this horrible thing! I ... I'm a virgin!"
The nurse's frightened effort to shove him away made Freddie chuckle with lewd enjoyment. She certainly was playing her part to the finish. She deserved an academy award for putting up so much convincing resistance. She was really getting into the game and the sweet way her body was trembling made Freddie's cock burn to plunge up her hot, moistly squirming cuntal tunnel.
Vicky tried to scream out for help as she watched his enormous prick coming closer and closer. She opened her mouth and gasped but her scream was stuck in her throat. The frightening sight of Freddie's approaching cock made the terrified girl lose her voice and all that came out of her throat was a tiny sob of fright.
"Oooooooh, no!" Vicky sobbed. Freddie's eyes were glittering with perverted lust. He was like a brutal animal and she knew he didn't even hear her desperate protests. She was dizzy with fright as she stared at his giant cock and saw the tip swell, angry and huge with the heat of his passions.
"Nooooooo," Vicky sobbed again. If Freddie forced that awful, enormous cock in her he would be certain to tear her apart. She would die, raped and bleeding on the big, luxurious bed. Freddie's monstrous cock was going to kill her. She couldn't possibly take something that huge inside her tiny virgin pussychannel. She hadn't even been able to force her own finger in last night.
Vicky's eyes widened in horror as she struggled feebly against Freddie's brutal strength. She knew that she was lost. She'd never be able to fight him off and Dr. Cooper would find her, raped and dead, with her legs spread out in this disgusting lewd way. At least she wouldn't be alive to suffer the humiliation when the good doctor discovered her ravaged body.
Vicky was too horrified to move as Freddie pried her legs apart even farther. Her eyes were glued to the mammoth proportions of his horrible prick. It was growing larger right before her frightened eyes and she shuddered in agony as she thought of that huge, red fencepost tearing into her virgin body. The thought was so horrible that Vicky almost passed out from fear and yet she couldn't close her eyes to block out the sight of that lewd instrument of destruction. She was trapped and fascinated, strangely detached from her own evil fate, and powerless to even move.
Freddie lunged forward with a loud, brutal cry. His prick was a hurtling, plummeting spear and he battered it cruelly against the shuddering mouth of her cunt.
"Noooooooo!" Vicky screamed, helpless and vulnerable against the crazed passion of the horrid lunges. Her voice sounded thin and weak and the terror was unmistakable in the horrified girl's cry.
Freddie had gone too far to stop. In the back of his mind, he realized that the sexy nurse was truly terror-stricken. The horror in her voice jolted against the back of his brain and he knew in a flash of awareness that this hadn't been just a game. Now he could feel the resistance of her virgin tunnel and he was numb with shock for an instant. She wasn't pretending at all! She really was a virgin and she was clearly terrified!
Freddie tried to pull back the moment he realized that the lovely blonde nurse was a terrified virgin, but his aching cock had other ideas. It was jerking and begging to get into that lovely hot cavern of her virginal womanhood. There was no way that he could deny the lust racing in his mind. By some miracle of fate the girl was still a virgin but she was ripe to be fucked. Every girl had to lose her virginity sometime and for Vicky the time had come. He lunged forward brutally and he heard her scream again but there was no stopping the mighty thrusts of his hard, pounding cock. Her tight, heated pussymouth was spasming wildly and sucking at the tip of his cock. He knew the virgin nurse was excited, even if she was horribly frightened. He'd pop her hard little cherry as quickly as possible and then he'd make up for his mistake. Once her sweet virgin pussytunnel was filled with his cock, she'd be glad that he hadn't listened to her protests. By the time he was through fucking her she'd be happy and grateful.
Vicky felt like she was living a nightmare. Freddie was a snorting stallion, puffing through his nose and hurtling his enormous cock against the mouth of her pussy. He was a madman, thrusting forward violently until she thought she'd faint with horror.
"Aaaagh!" Vicky moaned weakly. Her hips squirmed wildly, still trying to prevent the invading monster from entering her virginal channel. As she squirmed and writhed helplessly, she felt the thrusting, tearing width of his prick slipping deeper and deeper until her whole body was jolting with a sharp, searing pain.
The pain was deep and blinding, like nothing she'd ever felt before. The huge monster of his prick was battering its way past the guardian of her virginity, tearing her apart with a flashing agony. Her mind whirled dizzily and she thought she would surely die as the dreadful, battering spear of his prick pushed up farther and deeper into her ravaged body.
Vicky shuddered wildly, sure that she would die from the agony. She prayed for a quick death or the mercy of fainting but her ordeal went on and on. His giant cock was slamming in now, thrusting deeply and spearing straight into that secret, intimate place she'd guarded all of her life. He'd torn away her virginity and battered and raped her helpless body. She'd fought against him as hard as she could but he'd forced her cruelly. She was degraded ... ravished ... forced to lie like a cheap whore while he thrust and shoved wildly, filling her defiled body with pain. She hated him with all her heart and she began to wish that she'd live through his terrible ordeal so she could execute some disgustingly horrid revenge.
The agonized girl shivered icily and wondered how she could stay conscious through her searing pain. If only dying would not take so long! She was sure that she must be bleeding to death but it was happening so slowly that all sorts of strange sensations were flooding through her body. Her body was cold but she didn't feel the pain so intensely now. The tears streamed down her cheeks and she bit her lips until she could taste the salty metallic drops of her own blood. At least she would die bravely. She would suffer this incredibly humiliating torture in silence. It seemed as if her frightening, painful ordeal would never end and the brutal battering went on and on.
After what seemed like an eternity, the pain began to recede slowly. Vicky still cried noiselessly but she struggled to raise her head from the mattress. She could see Freddie's distended, enormous prick hurtling in and out but it wasn't covered with blood as she thought it must surely be. The bed under her ravaged body was dry and she wasn't lying in a red pool of agony.
Vicky moaned softly as she realized that Freddie wasn't killing her. The pain had been excruciating but she wasn't going to die. It wasn't even really painful anymore. Now it felt like a sore rubbing as Freddie's huge cock thrust in and out of her shuddering pussychannel. Perhaps her nightmare was almost over. Even the soreness was disappearing now.
"Oooooh!" Vicky gasped, wiggling her hips just a little. That felt much better. It really wasn't so bad now at all. Freddie's enormous cock didn't hurt at all anymore. It was beginning to feel almost pleasant in a very strange sort of way.
Vicky's hips began to twist around and around. That felt much better. Her tight, ravaged channel felt lubricated and it was coated with something that made Freddie's big, hurtling prick slide in and out easily.
"Oooooh," Vicky moaned again. There was a new sound in the girl's voice now. Before her cries had been horrified and full of pain. Now her voice sounded different and she sighed with wonder as the strange feeling in her innocent pussytunnel grew more and more exciting.
Vicky shuddered in the grips of a new excitement. Little rippling thrills began to chase up and down in her tight, shivering pussytunnel and she moved her hips faster and faster in time to Freddie's pounding lunges. Her body was getting hotter and hotter and her body arched up as Freddie's cock hurtled to the back of her squirming pussychannel. That made a wonderful difference in the thrills that were pulsing through her cuntal chute. There was a new heated pleasure building in her body and Vicky gasped in shock as she realized that this new, urgent feeling was the same exciting emotion she'd felt outside Freddie's door and under the warm rushing water in her shower stall.
Vicky grew more and more amazed as she felt her breasts swell. Her nipples were jutting out, throbbing in excitement as they mashed up against Freddie's chest. She slid them from side to side and the delicious shivering in her pussy grew more thrilling. Her body was beginning to respond to Freddie's pounding lunges and Vicky sighed lustily as the thrills of passion built to a desperate urgency.
Freddie chuckled in satisfaction as he felt the girl start to respond. Her hips were swirling lewdly and her body was thrusting up to meet the deep pounding strokes of his cock. Her pussy was growing hotter too, and it was shivering convulsively as his big hard prick drove in. The hot cream of her arousal began to flood in passionate measure and she was so tight and heated that Freddie couldn't help his gasp of pleasure. Her little virgin cuntchute was the tightest, wetest, and hottest that Freddie had ever felt. His balls swelled and quivered as he rammed in joyfully, mashing his bloated, nearly-bursting cockhead right up against the shuddering girl's womb.
"Aaaaagh!" Vicky moaned, gasping in pleasure.
Freddie's huge cock was touching every part of her shivering pussy, discovering sensitive secret places that even Vicky had never known. The thrilling ripples in her tight channel were turning into heated waves of searing pleasure and her body thrilled to a lusty dimension she had not dreamed was possible.
Vicky's head reeled in shock. Now that she knew the thrilling pleasure of having her innocent pussychannel filled with the bursting width of Freddie's cock it was like a revelation to the innocent girl. No wonder her roommate had said that nice girls never had any fun. Vicky had been a nice girl and she'd never had fun like this before. This was why the other student nurse's had risked dismissal by sneaking off to the linen closet with the horny young interns. It was to feel this same thrilling pleasure that was rippling through her awakened young body right now. Vicky was beginning to understand what she had been missing all her nice, proper life by heeding her mother's warnings about boys. Being cheap and letting boys take liberties had always seemed like a wicked perversion to Vicky's innocent mind, but now she realized that the tingling rapture growing deep in her pussy was the reason those nasty girls her mother talked about didn't seem to mind the gossip. It was worth being talked about if they could feel this lusty excitement. It was worth being called cheap and immoral to get these kinds of wonderful, tingling thrills.
Vicky giggled in excitement as she discovered the secret of lust. Listening to her mother's warnings had robbed her of years of pleasure and she wasn't going to be robbed anymore. Now that she discovered how wonderful and thrilling fucking could be, she was going to enjoy every thrusting lunge of Freddie's enormously delightful cock.
"Oooooooh," Vicky moaned, as her lips parted and her legs quivered wildly. Little inarticulate sounds of pleasure came from her throat as Freddie drove to the back of her fluttering, moistly heated pussychannel. She arched her back up to meet his swift lunges and a smile spread across her lovely face as the waves of pleasure got higher and higher.
Vicky had thought about sex many times as her body ripened and her figure rounded into provocative curves. Of course she'd learned all the biological facts. Her nursing classes had provided all the information she needed. She remembered the late-night discussions the other students had held, giggling about their boyfriends and telling their shameful little secrets. Vicky had never been invited to one of the girl sessions and she wouldn't have gone even if she had been invited. Vicky grew up with the notion that it wasn't nice to talk about sex. Nice girls didn't discuss the subject and they certainly didn't do it. Girls who talked about their sexual escapades weren't nice in any sense of the word.
"Ooooooh," Vicky moaned swinging her hips up to meet the hard swift thrusts. Now she wished that she had listened in on some of the conversations. Of course she'd never dreamed that it would be as exciting as this. Nice girls didn't get excited thinking about sex and nice girls grew up to be nice women. When they were married their wifely duties demanded that they submit to their husband's wishes but even then, Vicky had been sure that nice women didn't get any kind of thrilling excitement out of sex. Cheap girls might get cheap thrills but nice women only got the satisfaction of knowing that they'd earned their husband's respect.
Vicky giggled as she thought about respect. It wasn't such a prize after all. It certainly wasn't anything like the feeling that was rushing through her heated pussychute right now. Respect never made her feel this wonderful and excited. Respect never made her flood with hot cream and shudder this delightfully. Respect was a hollow prize indeed when she compared it with the rippling jolting pleasure that fucking gave her.
"Aaaaah!" Vicky sighed, spreading her legs as wide as they would go. No one had ever told her that she'd feel this excited about fucking. She hadn't dreamed that she would cry out in pleasure this way as Freddie's huge, wonderful cock plummeted into her clutching cuntal chute. She'd never even guessed that her pussymouth would flutter so deliciously and suck so hard at the long wide pole of his prick. Never, in her wildest imagining, had she thought that Freddie's enormous, hot cock could plunge her into these whirling bursts of rapture. It was no wonder that there were so few nice girls in her nursing class. If a girl ever guessed that a cock could feel this wonderful, how could she say no?
Vicky gasped with joy as Freddie's cock hurtled in and out. Only moments ago she had been thinking that her life was over but now she wanted it to go on and on. Freddie wasn't hurting her at all anymore, now that the slippery heated juices of her shivering vaginal channel were coating his huge prick. His cock didn't feel enormous and uncomfortable in her tight little channel. It felt just right and his huge, erect shaft made the rippling chute of her cunt blaze with pleasure.
It felt like the passionate nurse were hanging suspended from the edge of ecstasy. The heated flashing thrills were consuming her body and she felt wonderfully alive and sensitive. Every nerve ending in her shaking, shuddering body was crying out for more of those deep, thrilling thrusts from Freddie's lovely large prick. She wanted the waves of pleasure to climb higher and higher until she was drowned with wonderful rapture.
Freddie heard the girl's cries change from pain to shuddering pleasure. This was more like it. He'd been sure that she would love the pleasure his stiff prick would give her, once she relaxed enough to enjoy it. He pounded harder and harder until his burning balls slapped right up against her trembling asscheeks. His body was dripping with sweat from his exertions and he puffed and panted as he drove in deeply. He wouldn't be satisfied until the lovely blonde nurse screamed with the satisfaction of orgasm. He was going to fuck her sweet, heated pussy until she came.
The sweat beaded up on Freddie's forehead and dripped down on the bed. It was hot in the nurse's room but that wasn't nearly as hot as Vicky was. The lovely, blonde nurse was blazing with passion and Freddie knew his face was as red as a beet as he probed and thrust endlessly.
"Ooooooh, yessss!" Vicky cried, shuddering with a new burst of rapturous heat. She'd never felt anything this wonderful before. It felt like her whole body was blazing with pleasure and the waves of searing sensation were floating her higher and higher toward a pinnacle of shimmering joy. Her body felt like it was one helpless shuddering mass of heat and it seemed as if she would fly apart with the shattering force of a total explosion. The intensity of her desire would have frightened Vicky if she'd been able to think clearly, but the girl was incapable of thought. She was a shivering mass of feelings and nothing mattered except the glorious thrusts of Freddie's thundering shaft.
Freddie panted harshly as he ground his hips down. The excited nurse was moaning now, a high wailing sound of desperate passion. Freddie's cock throbbed violently as he recognized that sound. It was a universal sound, it's meaning unmistakable. Every girl Freddie had ever fucked had made that sound right before she came to a shuddering climax. It was the sound of a lusting woman, a desperate plea for the relief of frustration, an urging to hurry and hurl her over the edge of rapture.
"Oooooooooh!" Vicky moaned as Freddie thrust and probed. Her body was trembling wildly and her skin was burning. She was as hot as a volcano, a boiling cavern of womanly delight, and Freddie lunged forward with all of his might to bury his jerking cock in that sweetly moist burning place deep in her shuddering pussy. His cock felt like a battering ram as it sped in swiftly, picking up speed and hurtling in and out, in and out, as her cuntal walls clutched and squirmed around his nearly-bursting cock. She was the hottest woman Freddie had ever fucked and her pussycream was blazing with shimmery heat. No man had ever tasted her delights before and Freddie's cock swelled as he knew he was the first. She was his own blazing virgin fuck and he was going to thrust and pound until she was insane with lust. He wanted to feel her sweet little pussy explode when she came and he rubbed her shivering pussywalls with his cock to make the sparks of lust ignite. She was almost there and Freddie was going to make her blast with fiery passion when she came.
"Ooooh ... Oooooooh ... OOOOOOHHHHH!" Vicky squealed, her body trembling with heat. She could hear her own frenzied voice in her ears but she couldn't stop the sounds she was making. She didn't want to stop them. Hearing her own shameless cries made her pussy heat faster and faster in excitement.
"Fuck meeeeeee!" Vicky shouted, hearing her own voice pleading in the age-old words of lust. "Fuck me hard!"
Vicky was too excited to blush with shame at her lewd demands. She seemed to have no shame left in the blaze of fiery passion that consumed her mind. She just wanted more and more of Freddie's thick, pounding cock.
"Now ... Ooooooh, now!" she squealed, thrusting her hips forward wantonly. Her hips swiveled as Freddie's big, jerking cock hurtled down and she was carried off by the waves of consuming passion that flooded her being. Nothing mattered except her growing lust and the way her shivering pussywalls were squeezing and fluttering around Freddie's gloriously huge prick. She had no shame. She was like a crazed, lusting animal, throwing her arms around his pounding body and raking his back with her sharp fingernails. Her scratching and snarling seemed to make her excitement even more intense and she opened her mouth and sank her teeth into his shoulder as she went crazy with lust. His thick, pulsing prickhead was mashing against the very back of her shivering pussychute and every time the blazing knob of it touched the softness of her trembling womb she cried out in an agony of delicious pleasure.
Freddie gasped and snorted as he tried to catch his breath. He had never fucked so long or so hard. He could tell that she was almost coming and his heavy balls twisted and spasmed, eager to shoot his pounding cum into her blazing pussy.
"Jeseessus!" Freddie yelped, trying to hang on for just one more agonized moment. His hands closed around her breasts and twisted savagely. He knew that he must be hurting her, but she cried out in deeper passion and thrust her nipples into his palms. Freddie felt his self-control slipping fast as he twisted and rolled the hard, punching marbles of her nipples between his fingers. He had to burst soon. He couldn't stand it much longer.
"Yesss ... yessss ... YESSSSSSS!" Vicky squealed lewdly. The sharp jolts of pain from Freddie's squeezing fingers only drove her wilder with passion. Now her shuddering pussy was blazing with a white-hot fire and the shudders and ripples followed faster and faster as she twisted her body and screamed for more.
"More ... please ... MORE! she screamed, pounding her heels into the mattress to raise her burning pussy up all the way. She felt his massive prick jerk in a pulsing throb and the first sizzling burst of his sperm rocketed against her shuddering womb.
"AAAAAGH!" Vicky squealed, trying to swallow his body with hers. The rocking blasts of his huge prick made her slippery pussywalls slide and quiver. Then she was lifting higher and higher and flying into a blaze of uncontrollable pleasure as her bursting cunt nipped and tugged at his exploding cock, sucking out the burning hot sperm and swallowing it inside her greedy squeezing cuntal chute as she joined him in that bursting miracle that shattered her innocence in a bright, blinding flash of glory.
Their cries were mingled as their bodies tangled and slid, slippery with flying cream and the heat of their explosions. The miracle happened again and again and Vicky was sure that she had died and gone to heaven. Such blinding pleasure couldn't exist right here on earth. It seemed exquisite and never-ending, supremely thrilling and like nothing she'd ever imagined before. Her senses were reeling as her body writhed and rocked with passion and the glorious rapture went on and on, a joyful wake for her dead innocence.
Vicky heard a torrent of lusty words pour out of her throat in a new throaty voice that belonged with her new awakened body. Her virginity was gone but in its place was a unsatiable lust for more of this glorious fucking. Her body was no longer her own. It belonged to a passionate woman, a new lusty creature that crawled out of the cracked shell of her prudish nature and stood glowing and free for the rapture that awaited her.
"Again!" Vicky screamed, raising her legs high and wrapping them around Freddie's slippery back. "More! Fuck me again!"
The last jet of burning sperm shot out of Freddie's thick prick and he grinned down into her lusty face. She was a hot little nympho and he'd made her that way. Another, lesser man might have left her now, satisfied with the success of his evening. Freddie was a match for the new lusty woman he'd created. He felt her pussy shudder and his cock started to rise again. He'd fuck her all night if that was what she wanted. He'd fuck her until she was too sore to walk tomorrow and only then would he be satisfied. He wouldn't leave the wanton woman he'd created until she begged him to stop and from the expression on her face, that wouldn't be until the early hours of the morning.
"Nooooo!" Vicky wailed, her voice eager and demanding. "I want more of your wonderful cock!"
"You'll get it baby," Freddie promised, driving in again. His prick was recovering rapidly and he knew he'd be good for another fuck and maybe even another. Now that she'd had a taste of her first fuck, he was going to give her a full course meal ... a veritable smorgasbord of lewd, lusty fucking that would satisfy her completely until she dropped from exhaustion.
"YESSSSSSS!" Vicky screamed, feeling Freddie's cock stiffen and swell until it was every bit as hard as it had been before. This was what she wanted. This was what she'd been born for. Fucking was her goal in life and she wasn't going to let him stop until she was unconscious from satiated delight. Victoria Winters, the prudish virgin was dead. Long live Vicky the wanton!
CHAPTER FOUR
"Oooooh, no!" Vicky gasped, reaching for the alarm clock and sitting up to blink in astonishment at the time. It really was morning! It seemed like she had just closed her eyes and then the alarm had shrilled.
The exhausted girl sat there for a moment blinking, trying to wake up. She'd had terrible nightmares last night, horrid dreams that she just couldn't seem to quite remember. She felt dizzy and drained this morning, as if she'd been up all night doing some exhausting physical labor.
"Ooooowwww!" Vicky groaned, swinging her legs to the side of the bed. Then she blinked rapidly and looked down at her body with amazement. Her nightmares must have been even more horrifying than she remembered. She'd torn off her nightgown during the night. There it was lying on the floor at her feet. the lovely nurse tried to stand, she groaned again and a worried frown appeared on her forehead. She was so sore. It seemed as though every muscle in her body were aching from misuse. It was all very puzzling to the still half-asleep girl and she grimaced as she made her way to the bathroom to try to pull herself together.
The first thing Vicky did was to run a soothing, hot bath. She knew the hot water would make her even sleepier so she took a cup of coffee with her into the bathroom. Thank goodness Mr. Preston had provided a coffee pot. She'd be lost this morning without it.
"Aaaaaaah!" Vicky cried as she lowered her sore body into the hot tub. This was very peculiar. Her body shouldn't be this sore and aching from the effects of a nightmare, no matter how frightening it had been.
When the coffee was gone and the tub had begun to cool, the lovely nurse felt much better. There was still an irritating soreness between her legs and Vicky was puzzled as she dressed quickly and tried to get into an efficient frame of mind. She had to hurry and straighten her room before the maid brought her breakfast.
There was a discrete tap at her door and the smiling red-haired maid delivered the tray of food. "You look tired this morning, Miss Winters," the girl said, grinning strangely. "Did Freddie keep you up too late last night?"
All the blood left Vicky's face at the girl's insolent question. In a flash, the nurse's memory came back and she gasped weakly as the girl gave her a lewd wink and sauntered out the door.
"Oh, God!" Vicky whispered, sinking into a chair and almost fainting with shock. Now she remembered everything! There was a reason why her body was aching this morning and a horrifying explanation for the soreness between her legs. Freddie had come into her room last night and raped her. She remembered it clearly. It hadn't been a nightmare after all. It really happened!
"Nooooo," Vicky whispered, gripping the arms of the chair so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Freddie Preston had raped her last night but that wasn't all. That wasn't the worst of the nightmare at all!
"Nooooo!" Vicky whimpered, covering her face with her hands. Now the shocking memories rushed in at her, making her feel weak and dizzy with shame. Freddie's lewd grin when he had ripped off her nightgown ... the huge obscenity of his cock pushing against her virgin opening ... the flash of unbearable pain when he had torn past her virginity ... the agony as he thrust his thick pole of flesh into her pussy, snorting like a crazed animal ... the strange feeling of urgency when the pain had receded ... the way she'd spread her legs out willingly once the terrible deed was done ... her lusty squeals of passion as he plunged his enormous cock in again and again ... the obscene way her cuntlips had pouted and squeezed around his invading prick ... the shameful rapture she had felt when their bodies exploded in lust ... the way she'd shorted out for more and begged that he fuck her again and again!
"Noooooo!" Vicky screamed, her eyes wide and frightened. She couldn't have done that! She couldn't have! Nice girls didn't change into wanton sluts overnight ... it just wasn't possible! It must be a horrid trick of her exhausted mind. It couldn't have happened that way!
"Oooooh!" Vicky moaned, tears of shame rolling down her face. There was no use in denying it. She remembered exactly what had happened and the proof was overwhelming. Her pussy was still sore and aching from the deep lunges of Freddie's cock. She had acted like a cheap slut and denying her behavior wouldn't replace her lost innocence. She had loved fucking with Freddie after the first shock and pain were over.
Vicky's hands were shaking as she reached for her coffee cup. She shook her head to try to clear it. She had to think now ... to decide what to do. She wanted to throw herself on the bed, the same bed that had witnessed her fall from grace last night, and cry her eyes out. She wanted to curl up in a ball of guilty anguish and die. But that wasn't an answer to her horrid dilemma and Vicky knew it. She had to be rational now. She had to thin clearly. Her whole future depended on her ability to make a wise decision right now.
Vicky considered the possibilities and dismissed them one by one. She could accuse Freddie of raping her and take him to court. But that idea was absolutely impossible. Even if Freddie had wronged her, The Preston money would assure that he wouldn't be prosecuted. There would be a scandalous court case and no one would believe that she had resisted Freddie's advances. Her name would be dragged through the newspapers and her nursing career would be finished. Who would hire a nurse involved in such a messy scandal?
"No," Vicky said firmly, shaking her head. That wouldn't do at all. She had to think of something else. Of course she could turn in her resignation and walk off the case. That was another possibility. She could tell Dr. Cooper that she was resigning for personal reasons. Other nurses had walked off this same case before. Dr. Cooper could find a replacement for her.
"No," Vicky whispered, shaking her head again. If she walked off the case, poor Mr. Preston would never get well. She couldn't let her patient down through no fault of his own. And if she resigned, Dr. Cooper would be very disappointed in her. She couldn't destroy his faith in her abilities. The doctor was sure that she could help Mr. Preston recover and Vicky just couldn't quit now, not when she'd just devised a plan to make the cranky old man walk again.
Vicky smiled a tight little determined smile. She had to stay for the sake of her patient. It would be easier to quit and run back to the hospital in defeat, but that wasn't the right thing to do. She was too dedicated to her profession to quit now. She'd always vowed not to let her personal life interfere with her work and if she quit, she'd be doing exactly that. The horrible incident with Freddie was personal and her patient and Dr. Cooper weren't involved at all. She had to stay and do her duty until Mr. Preston recovered.
"I'll stay!" Vicky decided, sitting up straighter. She'd do her professional duty no matter what happened but she could take every precaution to guard what little pride in herself she had left. She'd avoid Freddie Preston like the plague. She'd stay with her patient all day and come straight to her room at night. She'd make sure the door was securely locked and even put a chair in front of it so Freddie couldn't get in. Now that she knew the terrible weakness of her body and the overwhelming power of lusty desires, she'd guard against them with her life. Freddie would never come into her room again. She'd make sure of that!
Vicky remembered the maid's lewd comment and she blushed furiously. Of course the girl didn't really know what had happened. She'd never really know. Even if Freddie told the girl, it was Freddie's word against hers. The cheap maid could think what she liked. Vicky would never admit that anything out of the ordinary had taken place. There was always gossip floating around about Freddie. Anyone who knew her well would never believe that she had let Freddie fuck her. She had a reputation for being a nice girl and she'd hold onto that reputation with all the strength she had. She had slipped once and made one terrible mistake, but it wasn't going to happen again. There was no way anyone could prove whether Freddie was telling the truth or not. The only way that anyone could prove it was if she let them fuck her and they discovered that she was no longer a virgin. That kind of proof was impossible to get if Vicky never let another man touch her. She'd never let a man get close to her again. Then no one would guess that she wasn't the pure, nice girl that she pretended to be.
Vicky stood up resolutely and perched her cap on her blonde hair. There! No one looking at her would ever guess that she wasn't as pure as the driven snow. She'd forget all about her shameful mistake of last night and go on exactly as if nothing had happened. That would be the best way to nip any gossip in the bud. She looked exactly the same ... starched, efficient, professional and nice. Thank God there wasn't some telltale sign of her shame.
Vicky whirled through her duties with energetic precision. The smile that she pasted on her face became real as she cared for Mr. Preston, Sr. He really wasn't all that bad, once she understood why he was so irritable and cranky. She even managed to giggle at the gleam in her patient's eye when she fluttered around the room, bending down immodestly to pick up a magazine off the sickroom floor. She kept just out of Mr. Preston's reach when she neared his bed and she even laughed seductively at his obscene little comments. Mr. Preston seemed much livelier this morning and Vicky was sure it was due to her shortened skirt and the way she wiggled her hips as she went about her duties.
"Amazing!" Dr. Cooper exclaimed, after he made his daily examination. "The old codger actually asked me some questions about the exercise equipment. I think you're beginning to have an effect, Vicky."
"I certainly hope so!" Vicky sighed, grinning at the handsome doctor in delight. "I'd hate to think I shortened my skirts for nothing!"
"What?" Dr. Cooper asked, glancing at Vicky's short uniform. Then he chuckled as the startled girl blushed prettily. "Don't tell me you're trying to seduce my patient, you naughty girl!"
Vicky's hand flew to her mouth. She hadn't been intending to tell Dr. Cooper about her little plan for Mr. Preston's recovery but she'd been so excited, hearing about her patient's interest in the exercise equipment that she'd blurted it out before thinking.
... I just thought that if Mr. Preston had a reason to walk, he might cooperate with your suggestions, doctor. I ... I wasn't going to tell you about it yet, but I got so excited, I couldn't help it."
"I think it's a great idea, Vicky," Dr. Cooper grinned. Now that he got a good look at Vicky's shapely legs, he could see why Mr. Preston was so interested in learning to walk again. He didn't blame the old man one bit. Vicky's legs were superb!
"I didn't mean to act without orders, doctor," Vicky apologized. "I ... I just thought it couldn't hurt to try to kindle our patient's interest."
"You're right," Dr. Cooper laughed, still staring at Vicky's lovely legs. "You're absolutely right and I'm proud of you. I had a feeling that you'd be exactly the right nurse for the job."
"Thank you, doctor," Vicky said, smiling happily. Then she blushed again as Dr. Cooper tore his eyes away from her legs and stared intently into her face.
"You look exhausted, Vicky," Dr. Cooper said, frowning in what he hoped was a professional manner. "Have you been getting enough rest?"
"Oh, yes," Vicky lied, her face bright pink. "It's very comfortable here. Of course it's a bit lonely but I'm used to that. I watch television at night and read. Mr. Preston's provided a whole bookcase of popular novels and I brought my nursing journals so I can keep up with my professional reading."
Vicky knew that she was babbling like an idiot but the doctor's question about her personal health had thrown her completely off balance. If Dr. Cooper knew why she looked tired today he surely wouldn't be this sympathetic. He'd be shocked at the immoral behavior of his professional nurse. He'd probably never speak to her again if he knew why there were dark circles around her eyes.
"Perhaps you need some time off," the doctor said, thoughtfully. "Yes ... you need a night off the case just to relax and get away from it all."
Vicky opened her mouth to argue, but the doctor went on without giving her a chance to say anything.
"Now don't argue with me, young lady," he grinned. "I'll call in a special for this evening and you can go to a movie or do something with your boyfriend. How does that sound?"
"No!" Vicky gasped, thinking about Paul and blushing. She couldn't face him now, after what had happened. Paul was the last person she wanted to see. "My ... my boyfriend is out of town," the flustered girl lied. "I don't need any time off, Dr. Cooper ... really!"
"Don't be silly," Dr. Cooper laughed. "All good nurses follow their doctor's orders. I'm prescribing a night off and if your boyfriend isn't around, I'll personally supervise your evening. It'll give me a chance to hear all about your interesting plan for Mr. Preston's recovery. We'll have dinner and then we'll have a long talk about our patient. How does that sound?"
"Oh ... fine, doctor," Vicky gasped, her mind whirling. Then she smiled in relief as she thought about not having to spend the evening alone. It would be a doctor-nurse conference and perhaps it would last quite late. Dr. Cooper would be sure to walk her to the door and then she could lock it tightly behind her and she wouldn't have to worry about meeting that awful Freddie Preston in the hall unescorted. The more she thought about Dr. Cooper's suggestion, the better it sounded.
"Let's see...." the doctor grinned. "I'll tell the special to be here at five and that'll give you an hour to dress before I pick you up at six."
"Fine, doctor," Vicky smiled. "I'll be ready." She walked Dr. Cooper to the door and she felt light and happy for the first time since the previous evening. Everything was going to be fine. Dr.
Cooper was absolutely right. She badly needed to get out of the house tonight so she wouldn't dwell on her horrible memories.
"Oh, don't wear your uniform, Vicky," the doctor called out as she turned to close the door. "It'll do you good to get into a regular dress for the evening. It'll be a change of scene."
Vicky was tired when the special, Mrs. Peterson, arrived. She was a kind-faced elderly woman and Vicky was very glad to see her. She gave Mrs. Peterson a brief run-down on the patient's condition and hurried to her quarters to take a quick shower before Dr. Cooper came. She'd have time to fix her hair and do her nails if she hurried.
There were still fifteen minutes to spare as Vicky opened the closet to find something to wear. Then a startling fact struck the lovely nurse. She hadn't brought any dresses along! All she had were her uniforms and one silk lounging outfit her roommate had given her for Christmas. She hadn't thought to bring any dresses after she'd told Paul that she couldn't date him while she was on the Preston case!
"Ooooh, no!" Vicky moaned, pulling out the bright red silk caftan and examining it critically. Ordinarily the modest young nurse wouldn't have worn it out of the house, but this was a real emergency. Sarah wore things like this all the time. Vicky had seen other women wearing similar outfits at restaurants but it still gave her a strange feeling when she put it on. Lounging outfits were for parties and evenings at home. She supposed it was appropriate but it still made her feel naked as she slipped the shimmering silk over her head.
"I guess it'll do," Vicky sighed, gazing critically at her reflection in the mirror. It wasn't really immodest, but the thin material clung to her every curve. It was very appropriate for an intimate candlelight dinner, but she knew she'd be embarrassed wearing it at a busy restaurant. It made her feel like she was going out in her nightgown.
"Oh, well," Vicky sighed, slipping on the pair of gold sandals that matched the trim on the caftan. She just hoped that Dr. Cooper wouldn't be shocked by her appearance. She looked much sexier than she had wanted to look for a meeting with Dr. Cooper. It would have to do though. She didn't have time to call Sarah and ask her to bring over another outfit.
"Well! You certainly look different!" Dr. Cooper said as he helped Vicky into his little sports car. "Where would you like to go for dinner? A fancy restaurant or some take-out food at my place?"
"Your house," Vicky decided quickly, remembering that Dr. Cooper lived with his mother. At least she'd be saved the embarrassment of appearing in public with the caftan. She wanted to meet Dr. Cooper's mother anyway. One of the nurse's at the hospital said that Mrs. Cooper was a fascinating woman. She was an artist and the girl had seen some of her paintings. Mrs. Cooper was reported to be a very talented woman.
"Great!" Dr. Cooper agreed. "I'll just pick up something on the way. "Do you like Chinese?"
"I love it," Vicky answered, settling back in the bright red Porsche. She noticed that the color of the car matched her dress and she felt very special as they whipped through traffic and headed toward the exclusive section of town where only doctors and lawyers lived. Dr. Cooper had been right. She really did feel better the farther away they got from the Preston Estate.
"Here we are," Dr. Cooper grinned, stacking the containers of food on the low, glass table in the center of the lovely living room. He noticed that Vicky was gazing at the paintings covering the walls and he laughed at the rapt expression on the lovely nurse's face. "My mother's work," he said proudly. "She's lecturing in San Francisco this week. She's rather good, don't you think?"
"Oh! Yes ... she certainly is!" Vicky breathed, feeling a tiny knot of fear in the bottom of her tummy. Mrs. Cooper wasn't home! She was in San Francisco! Now she could kick herself for not asking if Mrs. Cooper were here earlier!
"Worried about being alone with the dashing young doctor?" Dr. Cooper laughed, reading the startled expression on Vicky's face.
"Oh! Of course not, Dr. Cooper!" Vicky stammered. "It ... it never occurred to me!"
"That's good," Dr. Cooper chuckled. "I'm not quite sure whether that's a compliment or not, but I'm starving. Let's have something to eat and then we can talk about our ornery old patient."
Vicky managed a grin as she sat down on one of the low floor pillows by the table. She wasn't really too worried about being alone with Dr. Cooper. He'd always treated her with the utmost respect. She guessed that her bad experience last night made her instantly mistrust any man but she had to remember that Dr. Cooper wasn't merely a man. He was a doctor and a professional. He wasn't the kind of crude person that Freddie was. It was unfair even to think of him that way. She'll have to be nice and friendly to make up for her momentary fear. Dr. Cooper had never given her any reason to suspect that he was anything other than a gentle professional dedicated to the curing of disease.
"A little wine is just what you need," Dr. Cooper, chuckled, pouring two glasses.
"Hmmm? Oh, yes, thank you," Vicky murmured accepting the glass. She could feel her face flaming and she tried desperately to think of something to say. The doctor had really embarrassed her by guessing her feelings when she found that Mrs. Cooper wasn't home.
"Tell me about your plan for rejuvenating Mr. Preston," Dr. Cooper urged, watching Vicky intently while she picked at her food. He noticed that the girl's hands were shaking as she took small sips from her wine glass and how she kept glancing at the shirt of her caftan, making sure that it was modestly covering her knees. She certainly was nervous being alone with him. He'd have to get her to relax somehow.
"Well, Mr. Preston is always making crude little comments about my legs and ... and everything," Vicky started lamely. "I just thought I'd sort of wiggle around the room and act ... well ... sexy! Of course I'm being very careful that he doesn't get a chance to grab me or anything, but it seems to be working. At least he's showing an interest in getting out of bed."
"It's a very good idea, Vicky," Dr. Cooper grinned. "Just be careful that Mr. Preston doesn't get in a good grab. I wouldn't want my favorite old patient to have a heart attack if he really was successful in catching you."
"Oooooh, doctor!" Vicky giggled, finishing her wine quickly for something to do. "Don't worry about me ... I'm used to taking care of myself."
The embarrassed girl blushed again as she realized what she had said. It sounded almost like she was flirting with Dr. Cooper and that was not the impression she was trying to create at all. She was really flustered and nothing she said was coming out the right way tonight. Thank goodness Dr. Cooper wasn't the type to misinterpret her words.
"Somehow I just can't imagine you swaying around Mr. Preston's room," Dr. Cooper laughed. "Playing the sex goddess just isn't in character for you, Vicky. Why don't you show me exactly what you're doing with Mr. Preston ... all in the interests of professionalism, of course."
Vicky giggled at the doctor's choice of words. She refilled her wine glass and drank it down for courage. It would be fun to show Dr. Cooper how she planned to bring about her patient's recovery. Even though Dr. Cooper had been teasing, his words stung a little. Being sexy wasn't that completely out of character for her. Plenty of men had thought that she was very sexy indeed!
"The couch is Mr. Preston's bed," Vicky explained, setting the stage. "Mr. Preston's usually propped up by pillows so he can see everything that's going on in the room. He's very curious, you know."
"Right," Dr. Cooper agreed, nodding. "Here ... I'll be Mr. Preston and you show me exactly what you did today to get him to show such an interest in exercising."
Dr. Cooper hopped on the couch and settled back against the pillows. Then he twisted his face into a grumpy frown, exactly the same as Mr. Preston wore for most of the day.
"Oooooh, you look just like him!" Vicky giggled. "Oooooh, doctor ... that's funny!"
"How about this?" Dr. Cooper asked, leering at the young nurse with a very good imitation of Mr. Preston's look right before he made some obscene comment.
"Perfect!" Vicky giggled. "You have to roll your eyes, though. Mr. Preston always rolls his eyes before he says something nasty."
"Whoops," the doctor chuckled. "I forgot about that." Then he grinned as Vicky almost collapsed with laughter at his parody.
"I need my spectacles, nurse!" Dr. Cooper demanded in a high, petulant voice. "How am I supposed to see anything without my bifocals?"
"Certainly, Mr. Preston," Vicky responded, giving her pretend patient a sweet, gracious smile. "Here they are, sir ... right on the table where you left them."
Vicky walked to the round table and picked up an imaginary pair of glasses. While she had her back to the doctor, she unzipped the front of her caftan a bit so that the swell of her breasts was clearly visible. "Here you are, Mr. Preston," she grinned, giving Dr. Cooper the sexiest smile she could manage. "We certainly do want you to see better, don't we?"
"I could see a lot better if you came closer," Dr. Cooper wheezed. "I'd like to get a good look at those nice knockers of yours!"
Vicky almost cracked up with laughter. That was exactly what Mr. Preston had said just this afternoon. Dr. Cooper certainly knew his old patient well.
"Why, Mr. Preston!" Vicky gasped, resting one hand on her hip in a lascivious pose. "I bet if you could walk, you'd be chasing me all around the room."
"I might if I thought you'd let me catch you," Dr. Cooper cackled. "How about it, nursie? If I chase you around the room, will you slow down and let a harmless old man catch you?"
"Harmless, my foot!" Vicky laughed. "You don't act too harmless to me, Mr. Preston. If I thought you really were harmless it wouldn't be fun to get caught, now would it?"
"My feet are cold!" Dr. Cooper complained, wiggling his toes. "Why don't you tuck me in nice and tight, nursie?"
"Why, you poor dear!" Vicky cooed, sauntering to the end of the couch. "Let me tuck your feet in so they're nice and warm. I always feel sorry for a man with hot intentions and cold feet."
Vicky picked up a throw from the couch and tucked it securely around Dr. Cooper's feet, bending down low and making sure that her imaginary patient got a good peek at the quivering swells of her breasts. She jiggled a lot more than was necessary to tuck him in. All the while her hands were busy her tongue was sliding over her lips in a very sexy way.
"There now!" she cooed, sitting down on the edge of the couch, just out of Mr. Preston's reach. "Does that make you nice and hot?"
"It sure does, nursie!" Dr. Cooper cackled. Then he made a lunge for the sexy girl and pulled her right on top of him.
"Oh!" Vicky squealed, taken completely by surprise. "But you can't reach out that far! Your hip is stiff!"
"And that's not all that's stiff!" Dr. Cooper chuckled, holding the squirming girl tightly in his arms. "Now what are you going to do, Miss Winters? Your patient has been exercising every night on the sly. He's been working up to this for days and this is his big chance. What do you do now?"
"I ... I ... I don't know!" Vicky sputtered. She hadn't even thought of that possibility. She was so shocked she didn't know what to say.
"Plan two," Dr. Cooper chuckled. "If the patient finally manages to catch you, give him a big wet kiss and knock him senseless. Then put in a call for the doctor."
"Oooooh!" Vicky laughed. "All right. You asked for it Mr. Preston!"
The giggling nurse leaned over, intending to give her naughty patient a quick peck on the cheek. That would suffice for the purpose of demonstration. Dr. Cooper had other ideas, however, and the shocked nurse found herself shuddering, pressed tightly against his body. Her lips parted in a startled cry but before she could say anything at all, Dr. Cooper's lips were pressed to hers and he was kissing her deeply.
Vicky struggled desperately to get free. Her mind was whirling. She wasn't sure whether Dr. Cooper was still acting like Mr. Preston or what. All she knew was that the rippling shudders were starting in her body again as the doctor's wide hot tongue pressed in between her lips and the plunging heat of his tongue seemed to spread to her quivering body in a series of delightful waves of pleasure.
Vicky stopped struggling as the kiss went on and on. She couldn't help the way her tongue met his and the teasing way she sucked and nibbled with her blazing lips. The waves of pleasure were so intense that she couldn't think about anything except the way his fingers were slipping to the neck of her caftan, pulling the zipper down and massaging the trembling mounds of her breasts.
"Mmmmmmm," Vicky moaned, a deep lustful sound that made her tremble even more. She really should pull away. She didn't want Dr. Cooper to get the wrong idea about her. She knew that she should break away from his arms. She could do it now. His hands were busy, squeezing and slipping over the full, shuddering mounds of her breasts. She could pull away right now if she wanted to.
"If I wanted to," the words rang in Vicky's mind. That was the problem. She didn't want to pull away from Dr. Cooper's expertly teasing fingers. It felt too wonderful to move away. Of course she wouldn't let him do anything else. Heavens no! She'd pull away in just a minute, after a few more of these delicious squeezes.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Vicky moaned, the sound coming from some place deep in her throat. She felt her nipples harden against those wonderfully stroking fingers and then her brassiere was open and those delicious fingers were right on the bursting buds of her nipples, squeezing so delightfully that she couldn't pull away.
Dr. Cooper chuckled as his fingers pulled at the fiery marbles of her nipples. He'd been waiting for months for a chance like this. He'd wanted to make a pass at Vicky from the first moment he'd seen her at the hospital, a lovely blonde nurse who was unbelievably sexy in her pristine white uniform. Now he was damned glad he hadn't tried anything before. Vicky would never have come to his home if he'd even suggested that he was more interested in her body than her professional ability. He'd heard stories of the interns who had gotten their faces slapped for suggesting a quickie in the linen closet and the snide remarks the other nurse had made about Vicky's virgin character. Everyone thought she was stuck up and snotty, Lady Victoria, they called her behind her back. He wished the other doctors and nurse could see Lady Victoria now. Oh, she'd resisted a little at first, but she certainly wasn't resisting now! She was moaning and shuddering as if she were on fire with passion and Dr. Cooper knew that she loved the way his fingers were rolling her hot little pink nipples.
"There!", Dr. Cooper thought. "That was more like it!" He was slipping that sexy gown from her shoulders now and sliding it to her waist. Then her lacy white brassiere was off and he caught his breath as he stared at her quivering breasts; perfect globes of shuddering sweetness. They were firm and full, just the way a woman's breasts should be. Two twin mounds of soft, pillowy flesh that invited a man's mouth and tongue to explore their heated slopes.
"Yesssss," Vicky moaned, gasping for breath. The shivering thrills were making her dizzy with their intensity and then Dr. Cooper's mouth was pressed to her breasts, his hot, wet tongue licking, climbing higher and higher toward the quivering fullness of her swelling nipples.
"Aaaaaah!" Vicky moaned, letting the air out of her lungs in a long, shuddering sigh. Dr. Cooper's tongue was lapping a burning path across her nipple, making it quiver and pulse with a streak of fiery heat. Then his lips closed around the quivering bud, sucking on it gently until the dizzy girl thought she would faint in pleasure. It felt like her nipple was being sucked into a hot, blazing cavern of moist steam. It punched out against the roof of his mouth and throbbed wildly as she sighed again and again with thrilling pleasure.
"More," Vicky sighed, not even aware that she had spoken. She wanted the exciting heat to go on-and on, traveling all over her body, seeking the most sensitive places and making her head whirl in this totally delightful way.
Dr. Cooper didn't say a word as he sucked one throbbing nipple and then the other, alternating between the two fiery pulsing marbles until the girl was breathless and shuddering. He didn't want to break the spell of passion that had wound itself around the beautiful girl. Dr. Cooper was perceptive and he'd had his share of experience with women. He'd be willing to bet that lovely young Vicky was either a virgin, or a near-virgin. At least he was positive that she hadn't had much experience. He'd have to be very careful not to let anything startle her out of this spell of lust. If Vicky was as inexperienced as the hospital grapevine made her out to be, almost anything could break the spell and then she'd be horrified at how close she'd come to letting him have his way with her.
Vicky felt the passion swell in her ripe, young body. She was in a wonderful dream ... a swirling haze of pleasure. She could feel his lips blaze as his tongue lapped gently at her nipples. It felt like a warm, safe fog, creeping in to cover her skin with a mist of delight.
Dr. Cooper mouthed and licked the young nurse's nipples until they were punching out in throbbing pleasure. Then he smoothed his hand down her body, following his stroking fingers with his tongue. He turned her over so gently that she didn't even notice she was being moved. Her lovely, silky gown came down to her ankles and still his hands and lips stroked and kissed gently. He had to be very careful not to startle her now. This was the most critical part and Dr. Cooper had been thinking about this very thing for the last six months. He wasn't going to be content with just fucking the lovely, young nurse. Oh, no ... he wanted even more than that. The horny physician wanted to kiss and lick the girl's sweet, innocent pussy until she begged him to fuck her. He'd been planning this very thing ever since he'd requested that she be assigned to the Preston case. Dr. Cooper was going to drive his young nurse so wild with lusty passion that she'd beg him to fuck her. Hearing her plead for his strong hard cock would make the lusty doctor's satisfaction complete. Raping her was for bullies and other unimaginative young men. He was going to seduce Victoria Winters in the full sense of the word.
Vicky was lost completely in her dream of delight. She felt the warm velvet of the couch under her bare, flowing skin and it felt soft and rich. She was sinking down to a deep place of gentle, rippling joy and it was dark and peaceful behind her closed eyelids. This was so nice ... so soft and warm and lovely, that she couldn't open her eyes. She was having a wonderful dream and it was perfectly safe to let herself drop off into the warm, rippling waters of pleasure. Nice girls had nice dreams and this dream was the nicest she'd ever had.
Dr. Cooper's fingers rolled the waistband of Vicky's panties down smoothly. His fingers were sure and swift. He had a skillful touch in the operating room and his touch on Vicky's lacy white panties was just as skillful. He made the tiny undergarment whisper down so softly that Vicky didn't realize what was happening.
"Aahhhh!" Dr. Cooper breathed, gazing at the lovely triangle of Vicky's golden pussymound. She was the loveliest sight he'd ever seen. The sparse blonde hair was curly and light, so golden that he could see the pink, delicate lips of her labia peeking out of the glossy pink slit.
Dr. Cooper swallowed lustily. Now he had to be very careful. He must do nothing to shock the lovely girl until it was too late. He had to move slowly and carefully as his fingers stroked over the fluffy mound and brushed through the sparse golden hair to his goal.
"Mmmmmmm," Vicky sighed, wiggling her hips the slightest little bit. It was warm and lovely and there was an exciting ripple on her bare, smooth flesh. It felt like there was a moist breeze puffing over her body, waving heated currents of air against her legs and over her rippling pussymound. She felt a shiver run through her body at the exquisite pleasure. It was like a warm, hot breath now and her legs spread out slightly, wanting to feel more of that puffing current of air.
"Mmmmmm," Vicky moaned, Wiggling a little harder. Yes ... it was breathing right between her legs ... right on that spot of acute sensitivity. The heated moistness was breathing on her shivering pussygroove and it felt so wonderful that the spellbound girl simply had to open her eyes and see what was making her feel so deliciously happy.
"Ahhhhh," Vicky sighed, willing her eyes to open. She felt like they were weighted down with something terribly heavy. She concentrated all of the energy she had to trying to open them, and at last they quivered a bit and they opened.
There was a smile on her face as Vicky raised her head to look down at her source of lovely joy. Then she let out a loud squeal of shock as her gaze rested right on the top of Dr. Cooper's head!
"My God!" Vicky shouted, struggling to sit up. "Wh ... what are you doing? Stop! Dr. Cooper ... stop!"
Dr. Cooper looked up to meet the girl's shocked eyes. Then he grinned wryly. She'd picked just the wrong moment to open her eyes. Damn! He'd almost gotten there and it would have been simple if only she'd stayed in that hazy, dreamlike state.
While Vicky stared at him in shocked disbelief, Dr. Cooper considered what his next move should be. Thank goodness the girl was too shocked to move. He made a sudden decision and clamped his hands on her legs, holding them tightly.
"Nooo!" Vicky groaned, feeling an overwhelming fear settle in her body. "You ... you can't! Dr. Cooper ... let me go!"
"No, I can't do that," the doctor sighed, grinning at her in a determined way. "If I let you go now, you'd walk off the case tomorrow. That's what you'd do, isn't it Vicky?"
"I ... I ... yes!" Vicky admitted, her face turning a dull red. "You're a disgrace to the profession, doctor! A terrible disgrace!"
"See?" Dr. Cooper grinned. "Just as I thought ... you'd never trust me again, would you? You'd never take a case when I requested you and my patients would have to settle for a nurse not half as good as you are. That's why I can't just let you go, right now. I have to make you listen to reason."
Vicky looked completely confused. She didn't follow the doctor's line of reasoning at all. She only knew one thing for sure and that was that she had to get out of here right now.
"Please?" Vicky pleaded. "Let me go, Dr. Cooper. I want to go home!"
"I'll take you home just as soon as I finish what I started," the doctor promised, grinning at her frightened expression. "Then you might change your mind at how unprofessional and disgraceful I am."
"Never!" Vicky breathed. "Nothing you can say will change my mind, Dr. Cooper! Nothing!"
"I wasn't planning on saying anything," the doctor grinned. "I'll show you what a good doctor I am, especially where it counts. I'll show your sweet little pussy just how good I can make you feel."
"Nooooo," Vicky moaned, not believing that she was hearing Dr. Cooper say things like this. It was a total shock, hearing those awful lewd words from a man she'd always respected. This just couldn't be happening. She couldn't be here with Dr. Cooper, naked on his couch while his head was between her legs. This must be another nightmare ... the product of her exhaustion. She was really asleep in her room at the Preston Estate, dreaming this awful dream about Dr. Cooper.
"No, it's really happening," Dr. Cooper assured her, reading her thoughts for the second time that evening. "Now just be a good girl and let me go right on where I left off."
"Noooooo," Vicky moaned, shaking her head so hard that her long blonde hair swung around her frightened face. She thought about screaming for help but then she realized that it would do no good. There was no one to hear her. The homes in this affluent section of town were far apart and there was no one near enough to rescue her. She didn't want anyone to break in now, even if they did come to rescue her. It would look absolutely terrible. She was completely naked but Dr. Cooper had all his clothes on. She couldn't cry rape when he was fully dressed. That would be ridiculous!
"Wh ... wh ... what are you going to do?" Vicky gasped out in a voice that quavered with fear. "Doctor! Are you going to rape me?"
"Heavens no!" Dr. Cooper grinned, raising his eyebrows in a devilish way. Even though he looked as though he were amused, there was a definite shock on his face at her question.
"I wouldn't rape you, Vicky," the doctor chuckled. "I've never raped a woman in my life and I'm not starting now. I won't even unzip my pants until you beg me to."
Vicky shuddered again as she stared at Dr. Cooper's face. If he thought she was going to ask him to fuck her, he was completely crazy. She'd never do that! There was no way that she'd ask for a repeat of that terrible experience of last night.
"You want to know what I'm going to do?" Dr. Cooper grinned. The lovely girl was really quite appealing with her wide frightened eyes and her hair rumpled and tangled that way. He sure wished that she hadn't come to her senses. It would all be much simpler if she was still consumed with lusty passions. It didn't really make any difference though. He had her right where he wanted her and he wasn't going to stop now.
"I'm going to stick my big tongue right in your pussy," Dr. Cooper said, grinning widely and licking his lips. "I've been thinking about doing exactly that ever since I first saw you. I'm going to taste your sweet pussycream and smack my lips all over your cunt."
"Oh!" Vicky gasped. Her head was swirling and little sparks seemed to fly through her creamy pussy at his words. Her face flushed even pinker and she blinked in shock at his lewdness. Dr. Cooper was awful. He couldn't do that. She had to stop him somehow ... what he said was even worse than being raped!
"No!" Vicky gasped, shaking her head back and forth in terror. "You ... you can't! Oh, please, Dr. Cooper ... that's ... that's NASTY!"
"No it's not," the doctor grinned. "You'll find out just how much fun it can be. After I lap my big hot tongue all over your sweet, shivering pussy you'll be feeling so good you'll beg me to unzip by pants and fuck you,"
"No! Never!" Vicky wailed, twisting her legs to try to get free. She writhed and struggled but it was useless. Dr. Cooper held her legs tightly and he wasn't about to let go. He really was going to do that awful perverted thing to her. He was completely crazy. She shuddered as she saw the lewd way that he was licking his lips and she stared at his wiggling tongue in terrified horror.
"Pleeeease!" Vicky wailed. "Oh, pleeease! If you let me go I won't say anything. I'll never tell anyone what you said. I won't quit the Preston case and I'll forget all about it. I'll pretend it never happened. I promise!"
"I never start something and leave it unfinished," Dr. Cooper chuckled. "There's nothing you can say, Vicky. Why don't you just relax and enjoy it? I know you're going to love it, once you feel my big, wet tongue sliding up your pussychute."
"Nooooo," Vicky whispered. She kept struggling even though she knew it was useless to resist. He was much stronger than she was and his grip was like steel bands around her legs. Her mind balked at the thought of what he intended to do and she quivered in helpless rage as he slid her legs apart effortlessly.
"Nooooo!" Vicky whispered again. This couldn't be happening. Dr. Cooper would never do something this disgusting! She stared at his head in horror as it drew closer and closer to the trembling pink lips of her cunt. She felt as if she were in the middle of a terrible nightmare and she had to wake up even though her eyes were wide open.
Dr. Cooper saw the tender pink lips of Vicky's pussy begin to pout and glisten with hot cream. He could feel the aroused heat of her as he moved closer. Her rich, sweet flesh squirmed invitingly and his cock jerked in agony in the front of his tight pants. Now her pussy was turning darker and more swollen as she became more excited. It was impossible not to notice that the squirming girl was deeply aroused. All the signs were there. The heavy, rich cream was rolling from her snapping pussymouth and she was shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. She still struggled and begged him not to do such a terrible thing but her body was urging him on. She really wanted him to stick his hot tongue in her sweet little pussy even though she denied it vehemently.
"Noooo!" Vicky moaned, twisting in a feeble attempt to resist. Her mind was whirling from horror as she thought about Dr. Cooper's terrible lust and her even more terrifying reaction to his words. Vicky could feel her body responding to his lewd demands. Sharp little jolts of anticipation rippled through her shuddering pussy and it felt wet and blazing. His awful words had unleashed a flood of passion in the terrified girl and she moaned desperately, trying to stop the lusty emotions that were whirling through her body.
"Aaaaaah ... that's better!" Dr. Cooper grinned, watching Vicky's cuntmouth snap and shiver. Her soft labia were covered with hot juices and he saw them shudder wildly as his breath puffed out and brushed over her shivering cuntal groove. She wanted it just as much as he did and he could hardly wait to see what would happen when his big tongue lashed against the sweet, heated pinkness of her throbbing clitoris.
Dr. Cooper chuckled as he watched the girl begin to burn with anticipation. He knew the value of waiting just a bit and letting her get completely aroused by thinking about what was going to happen. He'd even help that along by some very choice, lewd suggestions.
"You're almost hot enough, Vicky," the doctor grinned. "I'm almost ready to wash my big tongue all over your nice tasty pussy. I know you're going to love it when I lick and slurp every inch of your lovely pussygroove. You'd like that, wouldn't you, Vicky? You'd like it if I rubbed your little clit with my big, hot tongue.
"Noooo," Vicky whispered, feeling a surge of excitement shoot through the little quivering button at the top of her pussyslit. She began to shake all over and she gave an involuntary moan of surrender. Yes ... she would love it! She'd love it even if she knew that it was terribly depraved. She was dying to feel his big, hot tongue slide over her throbbing clitoris and shoot up the shivering channel of her vagina.
"Just think about it, Vicky," the doctor urged, sliding his palms in and pressing them down flat against her shivering flesh. "Think about how wonderful it's going to feel when my big tongue washes over every tasty inch of your pussy."
"Oooooooh!" Vicky gasped, her head whirling lustily. She was thinking about it. It was all she could think about. She felt his fingers slip into the shuddering pink wetness and then he pulled them apart, spreading her pussy open widely like two halves of a juicy, ripe peach.
Dr. Cooper leaned forward and rested his weight on his hands. His head lowered and his lips nibbled little paths of fire up her inner thigh. His tongue lapped and tasted the smoothness of her quivering skin, climbing straight to the luscious parted lips of her creamy pussy.
"You're ready, aren't you," Dr. Cooper said, his tongue lapping higher and higher. "You want my tongue in your pussy, don't you?"
"Oooooh, noooooo!" Vicky whispered, her pussy throbbing and shuddering in delightful anticipation. The lust-crazed nurse knew that her words were a lie but she couldn't admit that the doctor was right. She couldn't let him know that her pussy was crying out for the touch of his burning tongue. She couldn't say the words that he wanted her to. She knew and he knew, but her lips wouldn't form the lusty words of surrender.
The doctor grinned as he saw the heated moisture forming on her delicate pink pussylips. Her cuntal mouth was fluttering now, sucking and begging for the hot advance of his tongue. Her flush of pleasure gave her away and the shuddering explosion of her sigh as his tongue moved in closer and closer to her sweet, burning pinkness.
There was the space of a heartbeat where Vicky wanted to cry out her lust. She wanted to beg him to hurry and to do everything he'd said. There was a fire building in the back of her shivering pussychute and she could hardly stand the lusty heat. She wanted him to lick her pussy and shove his tongue deep inside to put out the fire. Oh! How she wanted his tongue to shove in that squirming, shameless channel of delight!
Vicky's face turned bright red as she stared in fascination. His tongue was poised only an inch from her moist, blazing cuntal flesh and he was panting harshly. It gave her a jolt of pure joy to know that he was staring right into her secret, intimate depths. She felt the movement of his eyes as he examined every shivering inch of her and she wanted to close her eyes in shame. It was not so much his staring but her reaction to it that distressed the lovely nurse. She felt her pussylips spread out like the opening petals of a flower and the cream gushed out of her spasming pussymouth and flowed in a creamy white river over her heated pink tissues. He thought she was beautiful ... she could tell that he did. His harsh breathing was a testimony to her beauty. Just looking at her shimmery cuntal flesh was making him gasp and pant and a rush of joyful lust flowed through her whole body.
Tom Cooper had never seen anything as lovely or as exciting as Vicky's shuddering cunt. His mouth watered fiercely and he swallowed as his eyes drank in the sight of her. He took a deep breath and inhaled the scent of her sweet pussyhoney. It made his head whirl more than any expensive perfume. He drank in the scent of her arousal and he felt his cock swell angrily in his pants. He was almost bursting with lust but he had made a solemn promise. As much as he longed to shove his hard prick in her quivering pussytunnel he'd wait until she begged for it. Dr. Cooper didn't make promises that he couldn't keep. Even if his prick exploded in the tight confines of his pants, he wouldn't hurtle it into that lovely, shuddering chute of her cunt until she begged him to do it.
"Oooooooh!" Vicky moaned. She saw the doctor's nostrils flare and with a flash of lusty shock she knew what he was doing. He was sniffing at her like a bitch in heat. He was inhaling the aroma of her heated arousal and the moment she knew what he was doing, another burst of searing cream flowed from her shivering pussymouth.
"Oooooh, Please!" Vicky wailed, but her cry was one of passion. She wasn't begging him to stop at all. She was begging for him to hurry and touch her with that hot, juicy tip of his tongue, to flutter it across her heated, creamy tissues and make the thrills grow even larger. She was pleading with him to do it and both of them knew it.
"Please do it?" the doctor asked, wiggling his tongue lustily so close to the girl's shivering pussyflesh that she could feel the heat of it on her rippling tissues. "Are you asking me to lick your pussy, Vicky?"
"I ... I ... nnnyessssssss!" Vicky cried. "Yes! Yes! YES!"
A tortured sob tore from the lovely nurse's throat. "Oh, pleeeease!" she squealed. "Please do it! Do everything you said ... PLEEEEEEEASE!"
Dr. Cooper knew an unconditional surrender when he heard one. This was even better than he'd hoped for. The girl was so overwhelmed with passion that she'd begged for it even before he'd touched her. There was no way he could refuse such a pretty request. His head shot forward and his tongue probed lewdly, wiggling up the steaming, shivering channel of Vicky's pussy as she gave a squeal of joy.
The instant Vicky felt the invasion of his burning tongue she shuddered convulsively and moved her hips in desperation. His tongue plunged in even farther and she sobbed out in joy as lightning bolts of streaking pleasure consumed her fiery pussy.
"AAAAAAAAGH!" the sobbing girl shrieked. "Yes! Yes! YESSSSSS!"
Vicky twisted and writhed in passion as the electric heat of his thick probing tongue rammed in. The oral digit steamed all the way to the back of her trembling, sucking pussychannel and she gasped in blazing rapture. It was streaking and smacking and twisting lewdly as he thrust in and out. It slithered to the very back of her pussychute and ignited her soft, shuddering womb on fire with its searing plunging.
Dr. Cooper heard her lusty begging and thrust again and again. Now there was no stopping him. He had seduced her fairly and now he was going-to take full advantage of the situation. He was going to wash her flooding pussychute dry with his big, hot tongue. He was going to swallow every drop of her tasty, hot cream and drive her to the brink of lusty insanity.
"Ooooooh, yesssss!" Vicky gasped, her voice hoarse with her screams of pleasure. His tongue was tasting the heated sweetness of her juices and bringing them out in a flood as his lips pressed closer and nibbled against her quivering tissues. His tongue was like a hot, burning spear of flesh, invading her with blazing thrusts and she was as helpless as a kitten, caught in the clutches of a passion that burned brighter than the sun. Her hands fluttered helplessly against his head but she wasn't trying to push him away. She didn't want this blazing, thrusting pleasure to ever stop. She wanted more and more and more until she fainted from joy.
Suddenly, at that instant, Vicky's muddled mind began to function again. The red haze of lust left her eyes and she watched helplessly as Dr. Cooper drove his tongue in her pussy like a wild, crazed animal. And she was no better! How could she let her body move this way, shuddering and twisting to meet his obscene thrusts. She was acting like a whore again and she just had to stop it. She was letting her passions dictate to her and she had vowed never to do that again.
Vicky knew it was no use to start struggling again. It was too late to stop him. His tongue had invaded the tightly clenched ring of her pussy hole and it would do no good to protest now. The only thing she could do now was to preserve what little dignity she had left. She had to stop wiggling and squealing with rapture. She had to hide the extent of her arousal. A nice girl didn't get excited when she was exposed to this kind of disgusting action. A nice girl wouldn't enjoy the perverted wigglings of Dr. Cooper's big tongue and if she did secretly enjoy them, she certainly wouldn't let him know about it. She was only encouraging his perversion by enjoying it. If she pretended that she hated it, he might just stop.
Vicky was proud of herself for what she thought was perfect logic. Dr. Cooper was a perverted man and perverted men enjoyed bringing nice girls down to their level. If she stopped responding to his lewd lapping tongue, he would become discouraged and stop this filthy act. Then she would have some pride left at least. She was caught now, and as long as she didn't enjoy herself, she could forgive her part in this disgusting perversion. She was a rape victim after all. Of course it wasn't the same kind of rape that Freddie had committed last night but it was rape all the same. As long as she didn't enjoy it, she could forgive herself when it was over. She had to fight against the shuddering heat building in her fluttering pussymouth. She had to ignore the flooding cream that flew out of her rippling cuntal chute. She couldn't let Dr. Cooper know just how successful he was being. It was the only way to get him to stop.
The horny doctor peeked quickly at Vicky's face. He saw the conflict written there and he almost chuckled out loud. What would she think of next? Now she was pretending not to enjoy it. She must think that he would give up if she stopped responding to his forceful lungings. She really was a completely innocent girl. She knew next to nothing about horny men. Her resistance was having exactly the opposite effect from what she hoped. The moment Dr. Cooper guessed what the desperate girl was doing, he was even more determined to possess her completely. It made him double his efforts to make the girl break down and admit her arousal.
The way the Dr. Cooper's tongue was swirling and plunging made Vicky gasp and shudder. It was becoming harder and harder for the frenzied girl to control her emotions. She wanted to shout out in passion as his tongue probed into her steaming, shivering pussychute. She wanted to throw her legs around his neck and press his face into the steaming, heated well of her femininity. She wanted to scream in delighted ecstasy as his tongue slid out of her quivering cuntal mouth and lapped hot little circles around the fluttering pink ring.
"Mmmmm!" Vicky gasped, clamping her lips firmly shut. She had to keep her guilty secret. She tried to hide the bursting rapture as it quivered through her body and she told herself over and over that nice girls didn't enjoy something this horribly perverted. She was a nice girl. Everyone thought she was a nice girl. She was trying desperately to be a nice girl but it was the hardest thing she had ever done in her whole life.
Vicky's jaw were aching as she clamped them shut. She couldn't let the moans and sighs of pleasure escape. They were threatening to spill out of her throat and shatter her nice girl image forever. Her fingers curled into tight little fists and her whole body shook as she attempted to hold herself rigid and unyielding, passive and utterly unresponsive to Dr. Cooper's maddeningly thrilling tongue. Vicky fought with all her might to keep her guilty pleasure hidden but she knew that she was losing. She couldn't hide the way her body trembled wildly. She knew her shining eyes and flushed face were giving her away. She couldn't stop the way her shuddering pussywalls flooded with burst after burst of scalding juice and the ripples of excitement made her weak with her secret lust. Her traitorous cuntal mouth kept right on fluttering and sucking at the big, thick tip of Dr. Cooper's tongue and it gave a soundless plea of lust, urging him to drive into the fiery depths of her pussy and spear her shuddering channel again and again.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Vicky moaned, hanging on for dear life. Her pussy felt like it was ready to burst into flames and her body was trembling like she was sitting on a fault line in an earthquake. Her mouth opened despite her will, and she gave one long squeal of pure lusty pleasure.
"Aaaaaaagh!" Vicky cried, giving in at last. She wasn't a nice girl and there was no use in pretending. There was nothing more thrilling than the thrusts of Dr. Cooper's hot tongue and she couldn't hide her passion any longer. She wanted him to go on and on until the wonderful thrills consumed her completely, until her pussy exploded in wondrous pleasure.
Just then the telephone shrilled. Vicky froze in the midst of her passionate cry and trembled from head to toe. It shrilled again and she struggled feebly to free herself. It was a call for Dr. Cooper and she had been saved from her guilty admission. He'd have to answer the telephone. It could be a medical emergency. She could get away from him while he was talking on the phone and race out the door. She'd walk all the way back to the Preston Estate if she had to.
"Oh no you don't! Dr. Cooper chuckled, guessing what was in the desperate girl's mind. "You're not going anywhere and you're going to stay perfectly still while I answer the phone. You wouldn't want anyone to know what's going on here tonight, would you Nurse Winters?"
Vicky gasped as Dr. Cooper moved, pinning her down effectively with the weight of his body. She gasped again when his finger swirled in her pussy, plunging wildly in place of his big, hot tongue. Then she saw him reach for the phone and answer it calmly, just as if nothing unusual were happening.
"Oh, yes, Mrs. McHenry," he said coolly. "That's right, dear....one every four hours and keep a close watch on little Reggie's fever. That's right ... there's no need to worry unless it climbs over a hundred and one. In that case I want you to call me immediately and I'll come right over."
There was a long pause while Dr. Cooper listened intently. He seemed completely unaware of what his finger was doing in Vicky's steaming pussy. He was confident that the startled girl wouldn't make a sound.
"No ... no, Mrs. McHenry. You didn't disturb me in the slightest. I'd rather have you call than worry yourself sick. Little Reggie will be fine, now don't you worry. You just give me a ring if his condition changes at all."
Vicky's head was whirling in total shock. How could he be so calm and professional on the phone when he was plunging his finger in and out of her fluttering pussymouth. He was some sort of a monster ... a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Part of him was completely cool and detached, answering Mrs. McHenry's questions and soothing the worried mother, and the other part of him was wildly sensual, creating rippling currents of excitement in her tight, shuddering cuntal chute. It was disgraceful!
"Well ... Reggie McHenry ought to be fine if Mrs. McHenry can calm herself down enough to remember my instructions," the doctor chuckled, staring at Vicky's shocked expression. "At least little Reggie's head isn't as hot as your pussy. You're burning up, you know."
"Ooooooh!" Vicky gasped, staring at him with anger and revulsion. She had never been so embarrassed in her life. Imagine him talking so coolly on the phone while he was doing this unspeakable thing to her pussy! His finger was still moving in and out and she shivered as she realized that Dr. Cooper knew exactly what to do to bring on the secret little bursts of excitement. He knew how to make a woman go wild with passion without even half trying and that made it all the worse somehow.
"Now let's see...." Dr. Cooper chuckled, licking his lips and grinning at her flustered expression. "I think we can pick up right where we left off, don't you? I believe you were about to say that you loved it ... isn't that right?"
"Oooooooh!" Vicky gasped, gritting her teeth in anger. The colossal nerve of the man! He had known what she was going to say all along!
"That's just fine, dear," the doctor grinned, giving a chuckle of amusement. "I think that'll do as a cry of lusty passion. Now let's see if you can elaborate a little more after I do this."
Vicky's mouth opened as Dr. Cooper dove down between her legs again. His tongue slithered wetly and lapped forward in her heated pussyslit until he came right to the top, to the erect little nubbin of her throbbing clitoris.
"Aaaaaagh!" Vicky cried as he lapped over the shaking, swollen bump of flesh. "AAAAAGH!"
An electric jolt of pleasure shot through the excited girl's pussy as his tongue scraped across the stiff little button, making it twitch and jerk in the most exciting way Vicky had ever felt. Her shaking clitoris was a magnet, drawing his tongue like burning iron filings. A delicious jolt of passion made the little bud quiver stiffly and swell in ecstasy as stab after stab of sensation struck it and shocking pleasure set it on fire.
The horny young doctor chuckled as he stabbed at the sweet swollen bud of quivering flesh. He knew she couldn't resist this kind of electric stimulation. He made his tongue wide and flat and stroked it up and down over her throbbing clit until the little inflamed button was pulsing wildly. She was almost burning up with passion and he could feel the heat of her pussy on his face. Her moans and gasps of pleasure were like music to his ears. She wasn't pretending any longer. The shock of his searing tonguetip on her horny little clit had done the trick. She couldn't hide her pleasure now. It would have been impossible.
"Aaaaagh!" Vicky squealed. "Aaaaaagh! AAAAAAAGH!"
Vicky felt all of her resistance melt and flow down her pussyslit in a gush of burning cream. She loved it and she couldn't hide her lusty enjoyment. She moaned and gasped freely now and she could hear the pleading note in her voice. She wanted the jolting pleasure of his tongue to go on and on forever.
Dr. Cooper prodded and lapped until his tongue was sore. Then his lips took over where his searing tonguetip had left off, nibbling lewdly on her erect little clitty and sucking it right into the burning interior of his mouth. His teeth scraped against the pulsing little bud and her screams of joy rang in his ears. Her whole body was shaking like she was holding a live wire and the electricity was shooting through her shuddering pussy.
"Aaaagh!" Vicky screamed as his teeth chewed gently, driving her completely senseless with lust. The nipping, biting action of his lips was driving her higher and higher toward a shuddering release. Sharp sparks of desire made her pussy burst and recede like the waves of a burning sea and his tongue plunged heatedly in the depths of it, shooting up to the center of her ecstasy.
Vicky screamed again and again as his tongue probed in. He was shooting up her shuddering pussychannel like a rocket and she could feel her shivering cuntal walls colliding with the heat of his tongue. He was plunging to the back of her flaming tunnel like a rocket blasting off and the burning heat made her scream wildly and wiggle her hips to try to make his tongue dive even farther. She felt like she was watching a rocket launching, hearing the countdown and feeling the heated rush of ignition as his tongue sped forward, driving out of the warm confines of her launching pad and into the mystery of space. His rocketing tongue was speeding straight to the center of her Universe and Vicky squealed and sobbed as it hurtled forward with incredible speed. The tiny shred of decency that was left in the trembling nurse was turned to glowing cinders by the heat of his tongue and her legs shot out, opening her squirming pussytunnel to his speeding lunges.
"Ah! Ah! AAAHHHHHH!" Vicky sobbed, lifting her hips to meet his fiery thrusts. She heard her own cries of passion and they lifted her to new heights of joy. There was another sound that made her head whirl in lust and made her squeal even louder. She could hear the wet smacking of his lips and the sucking sound his burning tongue made as it shot through her flowing cream and pulled her burning juices into his throat.
"Suck meeeee!" Vicky screamed, her eyes dark with passion. "Lick meeee ... YESSSSSSS!"
Vicky's body trembled violently. She was a scorching flame of pure lust. Her cuntchute was a molten tunnel of pleasure and he was melting her body with his searing tongue. She could feel the heat building to a roaring inferno and she threw her legs out even wider as she screamed with the burning joy.
Dr. Cooper felt his desire raging right along with his transformed nurse. He timed his plunges with horny precision, bringing the screaming, lust-crazed girl to the very edge of orgasm. He knew that one more searing plunge would send her over the edge of ecstasy.
Now was the time. Dr. Cooper really wanted to make the final plunge that would send Vicky into shrieking rapture but now it was time for phase two. It was time to make her beg for his hard, throbbing cock. The way his prick felt right now, he'd better sink it into that rippling, burning tunnel of joy soon. He knew he couldn't take much more of this lusty licking before it would be too late. Now it was time for him to get a little satisfaction too and she was the only one who could give it to him. Vicky's heated, tight, rippling cuntchannel was the prize his cock would win.
"What do you want?" the horny doctor asked, holding his breath and praying that she'd be lusty enough to say it. "What shall I give you, Vicky?"
Vicky's eyes shot open. She stared at his burning eyes and she shuddered weakly. She knew exactly what he wanted her to say. He wanted her to beg him to fuck her ... he'd promised that he wouldn't until she had pleaded for the swift, lusty lunges of his cock.
"Ooooooh," the desperate girl moaned. He had a determined look on his face. She was sure that he wouldn't plunge his tongue in her pussy again if she didn't ask him to fuck her. He'd stop right now and sit back and watch her squirm if she didn't say what he wanted to hear. She would have won, but suddenly the desperately shuddering girl didn't care who won or lost. It didn't make any difference anymore. All she knew was what she wanted and it was the lusty release of orgasm. She had to come ... she'd die if she didn't put out the fire in her blazing pussy.
"Oooooh! Vicky groaned, her eyes dropping to the front of his pants. There it was, that hard throbbing bulge that could deliver her from this searing frustration. It was hard and waiting for her. All she had to do was ask and he'd shove it in her burning, clutching pussy. All she had to do was swallow her pride and ask for it like the wanton that she really was.
"Yes!" Vicky sobbed. "Ooooh, yes ... please. I want it ... I want it soooo bad! Your ... your ... your cock, Dr. Cooper. Give me your COCK!"
"That's fine, Vicky," the horny doctor chuckled. "That's just fine. Here it is ... see? Here's my big, hard cock and it's all yours. All you have to do is tell me what to do with it."
Vicky shivered with passion as she heard the sound of his zipper and then the gloriously long spear of his swollen cockflesh was out. It was stiff and powerful looking and she felt her pussy beg and twist, forcing the words of final humiliation out of her lips.
"Fuck meeeee," Vicky pleaded, her voice quivering wildly. "Fuck me with your cock. Shove it in my pussy! Slam it in my hot, shaking cuntchute! Please? Oh, hurry, doctor! Fuck me! PLEEEEEEASE!"
Vicky tossed her head wildly, shrieking out for an end to her burning frustration. She couldn't stand it any more. She didn't care if she was acting like a cheap whore. She didn't care about anything except getting his wonderful, hard cock in her pussyhole.
Vicky felt her mind snap as the crazy fire of lust consumed her body. She raised her legs and spread them out wide, opening her pussy to him and quivering violently. She was starved with a lusty desire and she had to have his stiff, throbbing cock.
Dr. Cooper moved with maddening slowness as he aimed his jerking prick at her wildly snapping pussyhole. Then he was hurtling into the flaming cavern of her desire and her pussymuscles were gripping and tugging at the wonderful searing length of him, pulling in and sucking his glorious hard cock to the very back of her lust-crazed pussy.
"YESSSSSSSS!" Vicky screamed, her legs locking around his broad back and her arms gripping his strong, hot body. The wave of ecstasy was so deliciously lusty that it drove her over the edge into blinding rapture as her pussy exploded with a shattering burst of flames the moment his thick, hard prick touched her womb.
"AAAAAGH!" Vicky screamed, her body lifting and twirling wildly. This was what she had wanted all along. This was the heavenly rapture that her body had longed for through the whole, struggling evening. It was so simple now that she finally realized it. She wanted to be fucked and fucked and fucked until she forgot everything except the incredible pleasure of his lovely, thick cock.
Dr. Cooper chuckled and then he gasped with joy as Vicky's blazing pussy exploded. He'd known she would be like this from the first. It had been a struggle convincing her, but now he knew that all his efforts hadn't been wasted. She was a wanton little whore and it had taken him all evening to get her to admit it. She was the hottest little pussy he'd ever fucked and he wasn't going to stop now. He was going to fuck her until she dropped and he wasn't going to take her back to work until tomorrow morning. He could hardly wait to see the expression on her face when she woke up in his big double bed. Lady Victoria wouldn't dare act like a lady when she opened her eyes and saw his face in the morning. He'd stake both their professional reputations on that!
CHAPTER FIVE
"I can't!" Vicky sobbed, burying her face in her arms and avoiding Dr. Cooper's stunned gaze. "Don't you see? I can't go back there as if nothing happened ... I just can't!"
"Now look Vicky," the bewildered doctor soothed her. "Mr. Preston doesn't know what happened last night. There's no reason to be this embarrassed about it. I won't even go in the house with you, if that's what you want. I'll just drop you off and you can run back to your room and no one will ever know. You have to go back, Vicky. Mr. Preston's counting on you."
"Well ... just for today," Vicky reluctantly agreed, still not looking directly at Dr. Cooper. "I'll go back for today but you have to promise to find me a replacement by tonight. That's the only way!"
"All right," Dr. Cooper sighed. "Sure, Vicky ... if that's what you really want. I'll pull you off the case but I still think you're making a big mistake. You only have to see me once a day, if that's what's bothering you. We can pretend this never happened if you like."
"It's not just you!" Vicky moaned, shaking her head miserably. "It's just everything that's happened to me since I took the case ... everything's horrible!"
Dr. Cooper was still puzzled when he dropped Vicky off at the Preston Estate. He didn't understand why the girl was so terribly upset. He couldn't have shocked her that much by their wild night last night. You'd think she was a virgin, the way she was carrying on.
Suddenly Dr. Cooper's eyes gleamed. Perhaps Vicky had been a virgin when she first set foot in the Preston mansion. Perhaps he wasn't the complete cause of her decision to leave. Someone else might have gotten to the girl before he had and Dr. Cooper began to nod slowly as he thought about Freddie Preston. He wouldn't put it past Freddie to try something with the lovely young nurse. If Freddie had forced himself on Vicky that would explain everything. Between Freddie's well-known lustiness and his own seduction last night, poor Vicky would have a reason to want to resign from the case.
"Oh ... hello Doc," Freddie grinned opening the door of his apartment. "My Dad's not worse, is he?"
"No," Dr. Cooper answered curtly. "This isn't about your father at all, Freddie. I'd like to ask you some questions about Vicky Winters, the nurse that's on the case now."
"Aw, shit!" Freddie grinned, "Come on in, Doc. I had a feeling that she'd complain about the other night. Let me tell you what really happened."
A few minutes later, Dr. Cooper was grinning wryly. Just as he thought! Freddie was involved just as deeply as he was.
"Hey ... I really feel bad about it now, Doc," Freddie confessed, his face red with embarrassment. "I never raped anyone before and I can see where she'd think it was rape. You can understand though, can't you? I had a couple of drinks and I really thought she was teasing me ... you know. I thought she was just putting me on about being a virgin. Then, when I found out she really was cherry, I just couldn't stop. She wanted it, Doc ... she really did! Once I was in, she couldn't get enough of it."
Dr. Cooper chuckled as he saw the expression on Freddie's face. The rich playboy acted like he expected a punch in the mouth any second.
"Relax, Freddie," Dr. Cooper laughed. "I can see how it happened and I don't blame you one bit. I felt exactly the same way last night."
A relieved grin slid across Freddie's face. "Pretty hot stuff, huh Doc?" he chuckled. "You know, I really wanted to apologize to her or something, but she's been avoiding me ever since it happened. She's mad, huh?"
"Mad isn't the word, Freddie," Dr. Cooper sighed. "She's furious with both of us and she's even more furious with herself. Somehow she's got the idea that sex is something nice girls don't enjoy. She made me promise to call in another nurse for tomorrow. She's walking off the case and that's really bad news for your father. He was really beginning to show some improvement and the change in nurses is going to set him back again."
"Damn!" Freddie muttered. "I wonder if there's any way of making her reconsider. She's got some pretty weird ideas about sex. I just wish we could loosen her up a little so she'd stay."
"Maybe we can...." Dr. Cooper said slowly, starting to smile. "We might just be able to work it, if both of us try. At least it can't hurt anything at this point. Perhaps Vicky Winters needs one more sexy shock to straighten out her thinking."
"Count me in, Doc," Freddie grinned. "Let's plan everything out and take her by surprise. By the time both of us are finished with her, she'll be loving it and she won't have any reason to leave."
"Exactly!" Dr. Cooper grinned back. "I'm prescribing a big dose of lust for Nurse Winters and we're going to make sure she takes every bit of her medicine."
CHAPTER SIX
Vicky was smiling as she came out of Mr. Preston's room. Her patient was really behaving himself today. He had used the exercise machine without a grumble and even though he still leered at her, Vicky knew that he was on the road to recovery. Jan, the red-haired maid was proving to be a good nurse's aid too and that came as a pleasant surprise. The girl was acting very friendly today and she had come in to watch Mr. Preston exercise asking Vicky shyly if there was some way she could help.
A smile flickered across Vicky's face as she thought about Jan, the pretty maid. Jan really wasn't such a bad girl at all, once she'd gotten to know her. Of course the girl's morals were terrible but she seemed genuinely fond of old Mr. Preston and that was really what counted. Now Vicky was sure that she'd been a little hard on the girl. Jan really had possibilities as far as a career in physical therapy. She might even suggest that the lovely redhead take a course or two at the nursing school.
Vicky was so thrilled over Mr. Preston's progress that she forgot all about her own problems for the moment. It was wonderful to see her patient throw all of his energy into learning to walk again. Vicky had no doubt that Mr. Preston would be as spry as ever in a week or two.
"Oooooh!" Vicky sighed as she opened the door of her room. She was really tired and she wanted to take a nap. She still had all of her packing to do though, before Dr. Cooper arrived with the new nurse. She glanced at the clock and sighed again. It wouldn't take more than an hour to pack. She could take a short nap and still have the room ready for the new nurse. Jan had offered to sit with Mr. Preston until the replacement nurse arrived and Vicky's duties were over. There was no reason why she couldn't stretch out on the bed and relax for a few minutes just to catch her breath after the strenuous day.
Vicky closed her eyes and winced when she thought about Mr. Preston's disappointment. The old man had looked desolate when she told him that she had to leave. At least she had managed to convince him that it was a personal emergency that was calling her away. She didn't want her patient to think that he had driven her off the case.
"Oooooh, damn!" Vicky muttered, punching her fist into the soft, fluffy pillow. She really didn't want to leave Mr. Preston but she didn't see what else she could do. She couldn't face Freddie again and she wouldn't work with Dr. Cooper, even though the doctor had promised to keep everything on a purely professional basis. She just couldn't erase her memories of the two horrid men. She knew that the moment she saw either one of them her guilt and shame would come back full-force. At this point, Vicky didn't need to be reminded of her transgressions. Now she needed to forget and try to build a new life for herself somewhere else.
Gradually Vicky's eyes closed and she sank into an exhausted sleep. The last three days had been a nightmarish ordeal and she was physically and mentally exhausted. She was sleeping so deeply that she didn't move a muscle when Freddie and Dr. Cooper crept into the room. She had no idea that the ordeal she thought was over, was only beginning.
Freddie looked down at the front of his robe and grinned in excitement. His cock was stiff and jerking at the first sight of the lovely blonde nurse. He was looking forward to this even more than he'd thought. Now he was damn glad he'd decided to wear his robe with nothing on underneath. It would make things a lot easier if he didn't have to fumble with clothes.
Dr. Cooper waved and headed for Vicky's bathroom to watch the first stage of their plan. He wasn't going to appear until Freddie had done his part. Then he'd walk out and get in on the fun.
Vicky was still sleeping soundly as Freddie sat on the edge of the bed. His prick was throbbing as he gazed at the slumbering girl. She was the lovliest sight he'd ever seen. He only wished that she was sleeping in her nightgown again. Then everything would be very simple. Of course he'd have Dr. Cooper to help him when the time came to take Vicky's clothes off. That was a definite relief. He didn't relish the thought of getting scratched and bitten as he tried to undress her. Vicky would be furious when she guessed his intentions. That was a sure thing.
"Vicky?" Freddie called softly. "Vicky ... wake up. I came to apologize."
The startled nurse's eyes opened and she stared at Freddie in absolute shock. What was he doing in her room?
"Dr. Cooper said you were leaving so I came to apologize," Freddie repeated, grinning at the flustered girl. "I'm sorry I scared you the other night. I feel really bad if I frightened you."
"Oh!" Vicky gasped, her face turning white. Then Freddie's words sank into her sleepy mind and she blinked rapidly, trying to think of something to say. What did you say when someone apologized? She could tell him that it was all right, but that wouldn't be the truth. It wasn't all right at all.
"You ... you're sorry?" Vicky asked, shaking her head to try to clear it. "You're really sorry?"
"I'm sorry I scared you," Freddie repeated. "I can't say I'm sorry I fucked you. I'm not sorry about that at all!"
"Oh!" Vicky breathed, turning bright red. "You ... you beast! I thought you were really apologizing!"
"Oh, I am ... I am...." Freddie assured her. "I'm apologizing for scaring you, but that's all. Why should I feel bad about fucking you? You loved it!"
"I did not!" Vicky gasped, sitting upright and glaring at him. "I didn't enjoy it at all and you're disgusting! Get out, Freddie! Get out of my room right now!..
"I sure would do that but I've got this problem." Freddie grinned, placing his palm on the bewildered girl's chest and pushing her back against the pillows. "I can't take care of it alone, but I' know you can help. It's really a big problem ... see?"
Freddie untied the belt on his robe and chuckled as his big, stiff prick poked out. Then he chuckled even harder as he saw the way her eyes were drawn to the enormous spear of cockflesh.
"Ooooooh, God!" Vicky moaned, unable to stop staring at the huge, jerking monster. "Ooooooh!"
Freddie grinned as he saw the fascination in her eyes. He'd known that she wouldn't be able to tear her eyes away from his hard cock. The sight of its wide, throbbing length was making her shake violently. Her mouth opened in horror and she let out a little sob of terror.
"Ooooooh, no!" Vicky wailed. "You wouldn't! You can't! Not again!"
"Oh, no," Freddie said reasonably. "I won't fuck you again if you don't want me to. I'll be nice. I promise not to fuck you again ... how's that?"
"Ooooh ... yes!" Vicky gasped, sighing in relief. "You won't? You promise, Freddie?"
"I promise," Freddie said solemnly, his eyes twinkling. He heard her sigh of relief and couldn't help a little hidden grin. This was going just fine.
"I ... I ... I really didn't want you to, the other night," Vicky gasped, the words tumbling from her lips nervously. "I mean ... it was really an accident, wasn't it Freddie? You really didn't come to my room just to rape me, did you?"
"I never was planning on raping you," Freddie admitted, being entirely truthful. "I thought you were just teasing me by pretending to be frightened."
"Oooooh," Vicky giggled nervously. "Then it was all a mistake ... a misunderstanding. I ... I wish you'd close your robe, Freddie. You're making me nervous."
"Why?" Freddie laughed, getting a kick out of the way she couldn't keep her eyes off his big cock. "You don't have to be nervous. I promised I wouldn't fuck you again."
"Yes," Vicky breathed. "Yes you did. I ... I really appreciate that, Freddie. I really don't want you to."
"Then I won't," Freddie grinned. He could tell that his words weren't doing much to relieve the girl's nervousness. She was still shaking and staring at his cock with fascination. She was a smart girl. She knew he had some reason for pulling it out this way.
"Uh ... I have to hurry and pack, Freddie," Vicky said frantically. "I have to be ready to leave when Dr. Cooper gets here. I ... I ... I'm glad you apologized but I think you'd better go now. I have to hurry and finish straightening up the room."
Vicky tried to sit up but Freddie's hand was pushing her down firmly. She felt a ripple of fear wash through her trembling body. There was a strange grin on Freddie's face and she began to shake even harder. Freddie was up to something and she didn't know what it was.
"Let me up!" Vicky gasped, struggling harder.
"Please, Freddie ... I have to get busy!"
"I'll let you get up right after we take care of my problem," Freddie chuckled. "Remember my problem, Vicky?"
"I promised I wouldn't fuck you again and I won't," Freddie grinned. "I didn't promise anything else. You got my cock big and stiff like this and I think it's only fair that you figure out what to do about it."
"Noooooo," Vicky moaned, her eyes wide with fright. Now she remembered what Freddie and Jan had been doing that first night. She shuddered in revulsion as she realized what Freddie wanted her to do. He wanted her to suck his awful prick with her mouth the way Jan had done!"
"You ... you beast!" Vicky hissed. "You horrible animal! You ... you ... you're DISGUSTING!"
Words weren't strong enough to describe Vicky's disgust and horror. How dare Freddie suggest that she do such a vile thing! He was crazy ... demented ... a wicked, obscene pervert! She hated him with every ounce of anger in her shaking body.
"Aw, for Christ Sakes," Freddie chuckled. "It's not going to hurt you a bit. All you have to do is open your mouth a little and lick it. I'm so horny it won't take more than a few seconds."
"NO!" Vicky shouted, shoving frantically against his body. "I won't! I wouldn't! I couldn't do something that awful!"
"Jesus!" Freddie laughed, blinking in astonishment. You'd think he'd asked her to do something really terrible. Sucking his cock wasn't that big a deal. You'd think she'd never seen cock before, the way she was acting.
"Don't be silly now," Freddie coaxed in what he hoped was a soothing tone of voice. "It's not that bad. All I want you to do is suck on it a little. Every girl should try it at least once. You don't want to go through life not knowing how to suck a prick, do you?"
"Oooooooh!" Vicky gasped. Her face turned bright red as a flash of anger tore through her mind. He was depraved if he thought that every girl should learn how to suck cocks. That was the most despicable thing she'd ever heard. And he was serious about it too. Freddie was hopelessly perverted.
"What's the matter?" Freddie grinned. "You want to try it don't you?"
"NO!" Vicky screamed, shaking her head vehemently. "No, I don't! You're sick, Freddie ... you're sick and perverted! Don't you understand? I ... I ... I CAN'T!"
"Sure you can," Freddie grinned. "It's not hard at all. Just open your mouth and I'll show you how to do it. It's all ready for you, baby ... all you have to do is lick it a little and give it a suck or two and it'll give you a nice mouthful of good hot cum."
"NO!" Vicky screamed again, gritting her teeth tightly together. Freddie was unbelievably sick. She'd die before she opened her mouth and let him put his awful cock inside. She'd die before she did something so disgusting. He couldn't force her to open her mouth if she kept it clamped shut. He couldn't shove his enormous, awful cock past her lips if her teeth were clamped together.
"Hey ... don't do that," Freddie said, watching her jaws tighten. "I can't get it in if you do that. Come on, Vicky ... be a good sport. I promised I wouldn't fuck you again, didn't I?"
"Mmmmmmmm!" Vicky growled, gritting her teeth until her jaws hurt. There was no way she was going to open her mouth. He could sit here all night and try to talk her into it, but she'd never give in. Maybe she'd act like a whore, letting him fuck her the other night, but this was entirely different. She couldn't do something this terrible. Her mind balked at the thought.
"You sure are stubborn," Freddie chuckled. "I've never seen such a stubborn, sexy girl. You know you'd love it, once you got a taste but you're bound and determined not to do it. I'll never understand women like you. You act all prim and proper when you're really itching to try something new. You're really a hypocrite, Vicky. You won't even admit that you're curious about sucking cocks."
"NO!" Vicky screamed, denying his words. Then she clamped her lips tightly shut again as she saw his cock hurtle forward. Now he was trying to trick her into opening her mouth. He'd almost done it too. She had to keep her head and not fall for any of his disgusting, sneaky tricks. If she parted her lips even the slightest bit, he'd shove that enormous cock of his inside.
Freddie chuckled lustily. He'd almost made it that time. All he had to do was goad her a little and she'd get so mad she'd forget all about holding her mouth shut. Then, when she opened her lips to scream at him, he'd fill them for good. He knew just how to shut her up, once her mouth opened. He'd gag her quite effectively with his big, throbbing cock. She'd love it too. Freddie would have staked his life on that. It was going to be just like fucking. Once his cock was in she'd go crazy with passion.
"Yeah ... you're going to love it," Freddie chuckled, straddling her body and holding his cock .right in front of her lips so she had to stare at it. "Just look at how big and juicy it is. I bet you're burning up for a taste."
"MMMMMMMM!" Vicky protested, shaking her head back and forth. Her teeth ground together and her eyes glared mutely at him. He was disgusting. Of course she wouldn't like it!
"Just look at all that nice slippery juice," Freddie said, his voice deceptively gentle. "It's hot and slippery and tasty. I bet you're wondering what cockjuice tastes like. Jan just loves it. She begs for a taste every time she gets the chance. She says she loves to feel it pouring down her throat and warming up her tummy. It's her favorite drink. Jan'd rather have cockjuice than anything."
Freddie's voice was soothing and he said all these disgusting things in a nice, easy drawl. Vicky felt her body begin to relax even though she tried to keep her mind clear. Something about staring at his big, pulsing prick made her head whirl and the wild little electric shudders rippled through her body. His voice was rolling over her brain in smooth, rumbling waves, making the disgusting things he said seem possible and then even plausible. Maybe Jan did like the taste of cockjuice. The redheaded maid might love it, but Vicky was sure she would not. It didn't make any difference if Jan liked it or not. Vicky sure wasn't going to try something that disgusting. Maybe it was hot and tasty and delicious, but she would never find out. She wouldn't open her lips no matter how hard Freddie tried to persuade her.
"Come on and give it a little lick, Vicky," Freddie urged in his softest, most gentle tone of voice. "You'll never know what you're missing if you don't try it. You can just take a little lick and if you don't like it, I'll pull it right out. That's a promise. Just one little taste because you're a lovely, curious girl. Just one little flick of your tongue and you can judge for yourself."
"Mmmmmmm," Vicky moaned again. She could feel her protests waver as Freddie went on in his most persuasive voice. He had kept his promise about not fucking her. That much was true. Maybe he would pull it right out if she didn't like it. Maybe she should just give it one quick lick and then stop. One little lick wouldn't hurt. That wouldn't be like she was actually sucking it. She didn't have to take it in her mouth like some kind of lewd whore. She could just stick her tongue out and lick a tiny bit of that glistening juice. Then she'd know whether Freddie was lying or not. She could see for herself if it was really that tasty.
"Mmmmm!" Vicky moaned again, shaking her head desperately. She shouldn't even be thinking about such a thing. One lick or a whole mouthful. It all amounted to the same thing. It was a disgusting perversion and she wouldn't do it. She'd been crazy there for a second, actually considering it. She had to keep from falling into that trap again. Freddie was just trying to make her curious. He'd try anything just to get her mouth open and then it would be too late to stop. Once she'd allowed herself to be degraded that way, she'd never be able to stand it.
Freddie grinned in amusement as he saw the conflict written on the lovely blonde's face. He'd almost had her there. Just a little more persuading and he'd have it made. He wouldn't have to make her mad after all. All he had to do was arouse her curiosity to the point where she had to know what it felt like to have his big, thrusting prick in her mouth.
"I bet you can feel how hot it is," Freddie grinned. "You can feel the heat on your face, can't you? It'd be even hotter if you'd open your mouth. You could have that big, long cock right inside your hungry little mouth if you opened your lips. You could feel it throb and you could taste all that nice hot cream. I can tell you'd love it if you tried a little."
"Mmmmmmm!" Vicky moaned, her mind swirling again. She couldn't stop thinking about what it would feel like. She remembered the way that Jan had smacked her lips and gobbled on Freddie's huge prick like it was a giant popsicle. It must have been good or she wouldn't have looked like that. It must have been delicious for her lips to part that widely and her tongue to swirl that fast. And her cheeks had sucked in and out so strongly, just like she had been drinking a thick tasty milkshake through a straw. Jan wouldn't have gotten so excited if it hadn't been good.
"Just feel this, baby," Freddie urged, pushing the tip of his big, hot cock right up against her trembling lips. "It's nice and slippery. Can you feel it throb and beg to get inside? It's knocking at your lips, Vicky. My big burning cock is knocking to get inside."
"Mmmmmmmmm," Vicky groaned. It was knocking right up against her soft lips, just the way Freddie had said. It felt so hot and searing that the girl's mind whirled. It was pushing and squeezing up against her closed lips and a powerful rush of emotion flowed through Vicky's body. She wanted it inside. She wanted Freddie to shove his enormous, hot prick between her lips. She wanted to try it and she just couldn't deny it any longer.
Vicky's thoughts swirled in wider lustier circles. Freddie's cock felt so wonderful against her trembling lips. It was hard and big and soooo smooth. It was surging with power and Vicky felt her face flush with passion as it nudged up against her mouth.
Vicky's lips parted just a fraction of an inch. With a cry of surprise she shut them again tightly, before Freddie could do anything. The feel of Freddie's surging cock against her lips was making her dizzy with desire. She had to fight against the weak, surrendering feeling. She had to keep her mind off his wonderful, jerking cock. The rest of her body had been defiled by men. Her pussy had been invaded by this same jerking cock. Then Dr. Cooper's hot tongue had shoved into the tight mouth of her cunt. He had fucked her too and the only shred of pride that she had left was based on her untouched mouth. How could she let Freddie invade that too? At least she had one shred of virtue left to build her life around. Her pussy had been claimed by two men's cocks but her mouth was still her own. No cock had ever passed her sweet, virgin lips and no cock would!
Vicky glared at Freddie's throbbing cock with determination. He had perverted her pussy but he wouldn't pervert her lips. Never! She'd resist until Freddie got so tired of waiting that he'd crawl back to his own room in defeat.
"Mmmmmmm," Vicky moaned, a fierce urgent longing in her voice. Somehow it didn't seem quite as perverted as she thought it would, now that Freddie's huge prick was actually touching her lips. It really felt rather nice, in a strange sort of way. She fought against opening her mouth. She wanted to part her lips and feel that huge, jerking shaft slide into her mouth and down her quivering throat. She wanted to lick it and suck it. She was burning to know what it would feel like to let her lips stretch around it but she couldn't let that happen. She had to prove to herself that she had some virtue left. She couldn't be a complete slave to her passions. That would be terrible.
Freddie knew that the girl was struggling with her desires but he had no idea what torture she was putting herself through. He felt his cock nearly burst with agony as her lips trembled and quivered.
"Come on, baby," Freddie urged, tightening his hold on his cock. "Just give it a little lick ... just one little lick is all I want."
"Just one little lick ...." Vicky's mind kept repeating, over and over. "Just one little lick ... , just one little lick ... just one...."
"Mmmmmmm, yessss!" Vicky gasped, parting her lips slightly. She had to have one little lick before she went completely crazy. Her soft pink tongue swirled out and touched the hot tip of Freddie's cock and she groaned in pleasure as the slippery, tasty juice ran into her mouth. It was so wonderful! She wanted more and more of the hot, lovely cream.
"Yeeeeeeeeah!" Freddie groaned, shoving the stiff shaft of his cock between Vicky's flaming lips. The delicious heat of her mouth almost took his breath away. Her lips were slick and moist and her mouth was slippery and burning. He'd never felt anything so wonderfully hot and slippery.
"Nnnnnnnngh!" Vicky gasped, opening her mouth wider in surprise. She hadn't been expecting his cock to shove right in this way. She had only wanted to lick it a little first, just to sec if she liked it but Freddie had taken advantage of her parted lips to hurtle his cock right in between them.
Even though Vicky was surprised, she couldn't help reacting to the stiff pressure of Freddie's enormous prick. It was pressing against her tongue heavily, and the ripples of shuddering excitement started to build in her body. Without any conscious thought, Vicky's tongue began to move, slipping around the huge cockshaft with pleasure as it filled with burning mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmmgh!" Vicky gasped again as the huge shaft throbbed wildly. It was so thick she could barely breath around it and it was shoving in farther and farther. What if she should smother? She'd die in disgrace with Freddie's huge prick in her throat.
Vicky panted and sucked harder as she realized that she could still breathe. Freddie's cock was huge but she could still pull air in her lungs. It felt good, stuffing her mouth this way. She loved the feeling of power she got as she sucked in with her cheeks and heard Freddie's deep groan of lust.
"Aaaaagh!" Freddie moaned again, as Vicky's tongue began to move. It was smooth and slippery and the swirling, burning caresses made him gasp with joy.
Vicky sucked harder and harder as Freddie's cock shoved deeply. She couldn't help but enjoy the slippery, swollen pole of prickflesh that was spearing into her throat. It was thick and meaty and her tongue slipped across the fleshy head, scooping up the slippery juice that was rolling out of his deep, pulsing glanshole.
"Nnnnnnngh!" Vicky gasped, swallowing and smacking her lips in excitement. It was wonderful! Freddie had been right. Sucking his cock was every bit as wonderful as he said it would be. No wonder Jan loved it so much. She could understand the " maid's excitement now. Sucking Freddie's jerking prick made thrilling waves of pleasure ripple through her lusty body, sending a searing wave of heat right down to her trembling cunt.
Vicky's lips opened widely. They stretched out and nibbled, her cheeks ballooning in and out in an imitation of the way she'd seen Jan suck. Her tongue started to glide over every bumpy ridge that pulsed on the surface of his heated cockpole. She knew that she was behaving like a whore, but she didn't care. It was fun! Sucking Freddie's cock was fun and she wasn't going to stop just because some silly people said it was depraved. Now that she was doing it, she was going to suck it until all the cream rushed out and poured down her throat.
The heavy pressure of Freddie's thick cockhead against the back of Vicky's throat made the girl swallow convulsively. That was much better. Now there was nothing in Freddie's way. Now his prick could glide all the way into her throat as long as she kept swallowing.
"Jeeeeeesus!" Freddie howled, as Vicky's burning throat squeezed and pulled at his cock. The sucking action of her smooth cheeks and the delicious wet rippling of her throat were driving him crazy with passion. If she kept this up, he'd explode in no time. Already his balls were beginning to tighten and his cock was throbbing urgently.
Vicky moaned greedily as she ran her tongue up and down the thick, full pole of Freddie's prick. Her fingers reached out and pulled it forward, stuffing every delicious inch into her hungry, sucking throat. She had to suck it all. The more the better. Now that Vicky was actually doing the very thing she had avoided, she wanted to do it in the lustiest, whoriest way possible.
"Aaaagh!" Freddie groaned. Now her little hot tongue was darting across the shiny surface of his cockhead, digging in his quivering glanshole like she was drilling a well. Her wet mouth was so hot and greedy that it was driving him insane.
Freddie's balls drew up tightly. They felt like they were going to burst any second, releasing the jets of sperm that were boiling inside. Her lips were sliding up and down lewdly and she was fucking him with her hot, soft mouth, drawing him in and out wildly and squeezing lewdly.
"Awwwwwww!" Freddie yelled loudly. He couldn't control his raging prick any longer. Her throat was squeezing and tugging and no man could resist her. She was a complete wanton with her wet, slippery sucking and her sexy slurping and her burning squeezing. There was no way that Freddie could hold off for even another second.
"Suck it!" Freddie yelled at the top of his lungs. He felt his balls give a violent warning and then he yelled again as his bursting cock exploded in flaring, spitting blasts, gushing and splattering his sperm deep in her squeezing heated throat.
"NNNNNNGH!" Vicky gasped, swallowing desperately. She was nearly choking on the heavy thick jets of his sperm. Her lips stretched wide in a smiling ring as she sucked and squeezed, trying to get every last drop. She licked and swallowed and laughed joyously as the burning juices pulsed down her throat and made a glowing path all the way to her tummy.
NNNNNNN!" Vicky squealed again. It was so wonderful she couldn't stop sucking. Freddie's burning cream was filling her throat with blazing richness. It was an infusion of searing delight and the cream in her throat was like a hot, flowing river. It glided and gushed down to her tummy and made her glow in lusty satisfaction.
Vicky felt the cream glide over her lips and run out of her mouth. She was swallowing desperately but she just couldn't get it all. She sucked faster and faster but her face was wet with his cream and she groaned as she felt the last feeble spurt of sperm shudder deep in her throat.
"AWWWWWWW!" Freddie yelled as Vicky's starving lips sucked him dry. There wasn't a drop of sperm left in his cock when she was through and still she was trying to coax another tiny trickle. He pulled his prick out of her mouth with a loud groan and then he grinned as her fluttering tongue darted here and there, licking up the cream from her fingers and smacking her lips together to get every possible taste.
"Ooooooh, Please!" Vicky groaned, shaking her body and moving her hips. "More! I want more!"
"I think you're in luck, baby," Freddie chuckled, motioning toward the bathroom door. "But I'll have to call in the reinforcements to satisfy that lusty appetite of yours."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Vicky stared at Dr. Cooper with shocked surprise. Then her mind began to clear and she understood in a flash. She'd been set up by the two men. They were trying to have one last lusty party before she left and she'd played right into their hands.
For a split-second Vicky thought to protest. Then the shivering need of her body erased that idea completely. What possible difference did it make? She didn't care if they'd planned the whole thing. The only thing that mattered right now was satisfying her lusty demands and the hell with the consequences. She didn't care who satisfied them just as long as she got what she wanted. She'd take all that they could give her and still cry out for more. She'd take on every doctor in the hospital if it satisfied her lust-crazed body.
"Yessssss!" Vicky moaned, holding out her arms. "You too ... I want both of you! Give it to me ... pleeeeeease!"
Dr. Cooper and Freddie exchanged a delighted smile. This was even more than they'd hoped for. Vicky had broken out of her icy shell at last and .they had done it. She'd finally recognized the demands of her lovely body and now she was crying out to satisfy them.
"Do it!" Vicky screamed in frustrated lust. "Both of you! Fuck me ... fuck me ... FUCK MEEEEEE!"
Freddie grabbed the frenzied girl and rolled over on his back. His cock was stiff and powerful again, just as he'd known it would be. The sight of her quivering helpless body was driving him insane.
"Here," Dr. Cooper grinned pulling Vicky's uniform off over her head. He and Freddie undressed the girl quickly and Vicky was trembling with passion by the time they were through.
"Please?" she moaned, squirming and wiggling lustily. "Please ... fuck me!"
"Come here then," Freddie chuckled, lying on his back with his stiff, huge cock pointing up toward the ceiling. "If you want it you have to get on top."
"Yesssss!" Vicky screeched. She wanted Freddie's cock so badly that she was weak with desire. Her body trembled wildly and her shaking gasps turned into shrill cries of lust as Freddie's strong arms grabbed her and forced her legs apart so that she straddled his body.
"Aaaaaagh!" Vicky squealed as the muscles in Freddie's arms tightened. Then he held her up in the air and positioned her expertly over his huge, jerking prickhead. She was shuddering wildly and she grabbed at him for balance but he held her suspended, hovering over the object of her lusty desire.
"Please!" Vicky screamed again, wiggling and squirming in frenzied frustration. "I want it ... I want your big, wonderful cock!"
"Mmmmmmmm!" Freddie groaned as he used all of his strength to lower her body slowly. She was coming down ... down to that enormous, spearing cock that stuck straight out like a lance. It was going to spear into her pussy at last. At last she was going to be stuffed with wonderful, hard cock.
Vicky was so ecstatic with joy and relief that she forgot all about Dr. Cooper as Freddie's mammoth cockhead began to slide between her juicy, quivering labia. She forgot about everything except the burning width of him and the exquisite waves of pleasure that were Filling her frenzied body.
"Ooooooh yessss!" Vicky squealed, trying to wiggle her hips as she suffered the slow descent. It felt like Freddie's cock was screwing right into her fluttering pussyhole, like a corkscrew enters a bottle. She could feel the wide, heated tip of it pushing in, splitting her open widely, filling her pussy with searing heat and stuffing her vaginal tunnel with a blazing poker of fleshy delight.
"Ah! Hot!" Freddie gasped, his arms trembling from the effort of holding her aloft. He felt her slippery, juicy tissues kiss around the width of his prick, squeezing his thick powerful cock in a grip of silky heat. It was a tight, pulsing pressure that made his balls quiver and his cock jerked wildly in her squeezing inferno.
Vicky gasped and almost fainted from the searing delight. She felt the wide swath of Freddie's cockhead brushing 'up against her soft womb and she looked down in amazement to find that he hadn't lowered her all the way. If his cock was stuffing her now, what would happen when he pushed her down on the rest of his jerking cock? She'd never be able to hold it all. Her pussy wasn't that long. Freddie was going to rip through her quivering, blazing womb with his enormously long prick.
"I ... I ... I can't!" Vicky wailed, shaking her head in a frenzy. "I can't take it all! Noooooooo ... your cock is too big!"
"Not if you're hot enough," Dr. Cooper chuckled. "Let me show you what I mean."
The horny young doctor slid to the edge of the bed. He knew a perfect way to make the lovely nurse's pussy relax and stretch. She'd gone crazy when he'd done it last night and he could hardly wait to try it. He'd make her relax so they could get on with the lusty fun.
"Wh ... wh ... what are you going to do?" Vicky squealed, gazing at the doctor with fear in her eyes. "My pussy's too small. I can't take another inch!"
"We'll see," Dr. Cooper chuckled. He knelt down next to the lovely, quivering girl and caught one of her shuddering breasts in his hand. His fingers squeezed and she cried out in passion. Then his head moved forward and he sucked in her nipple greedily, grazing her plum, fiery nipple with the edge of his teeth.
"Oooooh, Lover!" Vicky squealed, shaking and moaning with thrilling passion. "Yes! Pleeeeease!"
The girl's body shuddered violently as Dr. Cooper began to chew on her nipple. She felt the fiery marble punch out at the roof of his mouth and her pussymuscles started to vibrate and loosen as the electric thrills raced through her tight yielding channel. Now she was stretching and shuddering and slowly Freddie's cock pushed deeper, stuffing her quivering pussychannel with thick pulsing fire.
"Yeeeeeah!" Freddie grunted, pushing her down inch by inch. He could feel her squirming, shivering pussytunnel turn into a burning volcano as the doctor chewed and nipped at Vicky's pulsing nipples.
"There!" Freddie yelped at last, pushing the helpless girl down all the way and mashing her shuddering asscheeks against his body. "Oh, Sweetfuck! What a fit!"
Vicky's mind spun in red, hazy circles. She felt like she was sitting on a thick, pulsing fencepost ... a fencepost that was searing and screwing her, stretching her pussy out so widely that she could hardly breathe. She made a little gasp to try to pull the air into her lungs and her whole body quivered and jerked as Freddie's cock throbbed. She could feel every jerk and shudder of his thick, hot prick. She was welded to his body and the juice flooded out of her fluttering pussyhole and dropped down on his legs.
"Pleeeease?" Vicky groaned, staring at the doctor's stiff cock. She thought of how wonderful his jerking shaft would taste and her pussy shivered harder than ever. Dare she ask for his cock in her mouth? Could she be that brazen ... that bold? Could she swallow the last vestige of her pride and beg to suck on his lovely, pulsing cock?
"Please!" Vicky squealed, letting her passion win over her morals. "Please, Dr. Cooper. I want you too. Shove your prick in my mouth. Give me your beautiful cock....PLEEEEEEASE!"
Dr. Cooper watched the lusty nurse's lips part. Then her tongue flicked out, licking her already-moist lips in a lewd invitation. There wasn't any trace of shyness left in the shuddering girl now. She was wild with lusty passion and she had finally learned to demand what she wanted. A lesson well learned deserved a just reward and Dr. Cooper grinned as his stiff cock throbbed. You bet he'd shove his cock in her mouth! He'd been planning on doing that all along!
"Aaaaaaaah!" Vicky wailed as the doctor's cock brushed her lips. She grabbed out with both hands greedily and pulled it to her, stuffing it into her mouth and sucking strongly with her lips. It didn't matter that two men were fucking her at once. When her traitorous body responded, she felt a flash of burning joy. Dr. Cooper's pounding, pulsing cock pushed steadily down her throat as Vicky fluttered her tongue and sighed in exquisite pleasure. What kind of woman was she, to enjoy this kind of lusty depravity?
As Freddie's big cock surged and throbbed in her pussy Vicky suddenly knew what kind of a woman she was. She wasn't a whore or a cheap slut. She was just a woman ... a woman who loved to fuck and thrilled to the passions in her body.
A surge of gratitude rushed through the trembling girl. Why hadn't she realized this before? Her mother's warnings had colored her mind and blinded her to the awakening passion of her own, lusty body. She wasn't evil or immoral or depraved at all. She was just a woman enjoying the natural desires of her total femininity.
"MMMMMMMMMPH!" Vicky squealed out, as the burst of insight flowed through her tortured mind. It was all so simple now that she realized it. Her life didn't have to be a continual fight between her lusty desires and her wishes to be a nice girl. There wasn't a conflict at all. She could be a nice, lusty girl and enjoy every moment of it without feeling guilty and full of shame.
Vicky would have hollered for joy if Dr. Cooper's wonderful big cock hadn't choked off her words. Now she felt fantastic and the thrilling rapture got better and better as Dr. Cooper's surging cock filled her throat and Freddie's nearly-bursting prick stuffed her pussy. There was a new sense of freedom and a joyful ecstasy as the girl writhed and moaned in happy delirium.
Suddenly a thought struck Vicky that made her blood run cold. She had treated Paul terribly when he had tried to convince her of this very same thing. She hadn't even talked about her feelings with him and she'd punished him for trying to do something that was completely natural and wonderful. If only Paul would understand she'd be the happiest girl in the world! She could hardly wait to tell him of her discovery and share her new natural freedom with him. She was sure he would understand ... at least she thought he would. There was only one way to find out for sure. She'd confess everything to him and plead for understanding. That was the only fair thing to do.
"MMMMMMMMMMPH!" Vicky moaned, coming back to the present with a jolt of pure bliss. Dr. Cooper's big prick was filling her throat and she gloried in the salty, delicious taste of him. Her head spun with wild flashes of passion and tongue swirled hungrily in the slippery, hot cream that flowed from his burning cockhead. She reached out joyfully and her fingers grasped his heavy balls, squeezing and fondling as her tongue danced up and down his delicious prick.
Vicky heard Freddie's sharp gasp as she twisted her hips from side to side and massaged his wonderfully large cock with her squeezing pussychannel. Every time his enormously thick cock jerked, she felt another blazing thrill sweep through her pussy.
"Mmmmmmmph!" Vicky squealed lustily, sucking and swirling and trembling in passion. This had to be the most wonderful moment of her life. Her eyes opened wide and she stared blankly past Dr. Cooper's head. Then she let out a smothered scream of horror and her face turned pasty white. Paul Thompson ... her Paul ... was standing next to the bed. His face was red and his eyes were glaring straight into hers. She gave a shrill cry of fear as he moved toward her and her eyes dropped to his waist. Paul was completely naked and his cock was even bigger than Freddie's!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Paul parked his car in front of the house and whistled softly. No wonder Vicky had been so excited about taking this case. The Preston Estate was huge and he felt a little strange as he walked up to the front and opened the door. Dr. Cooper had said to come right in but he still felt strange about not ringing the doorbell. Dr. Cooper had been very explicit on the phone about coming straight to Vicky's room and Paul hurried through the carpeted hallways, and followed the doctor's instructions to the letter. He still didn't understand why Dr. Cooper had wanted to see him. The whole thing was rather strange.
Paul stopped short at Vicky's door and listened for a minute. There was an awful racket going on inside. The doctor had said to walk right in, but Paul still felt funny about entering Vicky's room unannounced. He'd never done anything like this before.
Paul took a deep breath and turned the doorknob. It was unlocked just as the doctor had promised. He sure hoped that Vicky wasn't in any trouble. Dr. Cooper's call had taken him completely by surprise. Vicky had refused to talk to him every time he'd tried to call her and then he'd gotten the call from Dr. Cooper this afternoon. The whole thing was stranger than hell!
Paul opened the door softly, feeling like an intruder. Then he caught sight of the scene on the bed and his face turned white. There was the doctor and he was shoving his cock in Vicky's mouth! And if that wasn't bad enough, Freddie Preston was fucking her at the same time!
"Damnit!" Paul whispered, losing his voice completely. "No Way!"
Paul stood there shaking for a moment before he realized that Vicky wasn't protesting at all. At first he'd thought that she was being raped. This wasn't like any rape he'd ever imagined. Vicky was sucking on Dr. Cooper's cock like she just couldn't get enough of it and her hips were wiggling and twisting around Freddie's thrusting cock. His lovely, innocent girlfriend wasn't so innocent after all. She was moaning and squealing like a passionate wanton!
Dr. Cooper looked up and saw Paul standing there. He winked at Paul and grinned. Then he put his finger to his lips and motioned toward Vicky's pink fluttering asshole!
Paul almost passed out cold from shock. It was clear what the doctor wanted him to do. He was supposed to get out of his clothes and join the party. And Dr. Cooper wanted him to shove his cock in Vicky's ass!
Paul's eyes glittered and his breath whooshed out of his lungs. He never would have considered doing something like this before. He'd always thought that Vicky was a virgin and she was saving her passions for marriage. Now he began to see red as he thought of what a fool he'd been. Vicky wasn't pure and innocent. She'd been tormenting him all these months and here she was, right in the middle of a wild party!
Paul gave a soft bitter laugh. He guessed the joke was on him. And to think he'd begged her forgiveness when he stuck his hand up her dress the other night! That really took the cake. He'd been walking around with a stiff cock for two years and he thought he was protecting her virtue. That was really a laugh.
The angrier Paul got, the more Dr. Cooper's suggestion seemed like a hell of a good idea. You damned right he'd fuck Vicky's little pink asshole! He'd been a prize fool all this time. She'd been nothing but a tease, acting like some kind of fucking saint and he'd bought it, lock, stock and barrel. He'd shove his big prick up her sweet little ass until she begged for mercy. At least it'd make up for some of the sleepless nights he spent after their straight little dates. He sure as hell wasn't going to walk around with a stiff cock anymore. This time she was going to get it and she'd know she'd been fucked. He'd fuck her within an inch of her life and then some.
Paul nodded at Dr. Cooper and managed a grin. Maybe this would be fun at that. He'd always wanted to fuck a girl's asshole but he'd never done it. He'd been afraid that his cock was too big. At least he didn't have to worry about that with Vicky. He didn't really care if he hurt her or not. She deserved a little pain to pay for the nights he'd groaned in agony with a stiff, swollen prick ... for the evenings he'd ended up driving home with a cock so hard it ached, and beat off all alone like a kid ... for the guilt she made him feel when he just tried to touch her, for Christ Sakes! He'd get even now ... and revenge was going to be pretty fucking sweet!
CHAPTER NINE
"MMMMMMMMMPF!" Vicky wailed, staring in horror at Paul's monstrous prick. What was he going to do? He couldn't shove it in her mouth ... Dr. Cooper's cock was stuffing it. He couldn't thrust it up her pussy ... Freddie's big cock was filling her pussychannel. There was no place for him to plunge it unless....
"NNNNNNNNNNGH!" the frightened girl squealed, struggling wildly. Paul was moving around the side of the bed and out of her sight. He couldn't do that! He wouldn't! He'd kill her if he shoved his enormous stiff cock up her ... her ass!
Vicky felt a stab of paralyzing fear as Freddie raised his knees, lifting her shivering buttcheeks high in the air. The bed jiggled under Paul's weight and then there was a flash of intense pain as something wet and slick invaded the heated tunnel of her anus. The tears stood out in her eyes and she shuddered violently as the narrow tunnel of her ass quivered and flashed with hot, white pain.
Vicky tried to scream out in terror but all she could do was moan and grunt. Dr. Cooper's cock was at the very back of her throat and it was impossible to cry out with the horror if it.
Vicky trembled and twisted but the plunging spear wiggled in, no matter how hard she tried to keep it out. Then, suddenly, it was gone. He had changed his mind. He wasn't as perverted as Freddie and Dr. Cooper. Forgiving Paul was a gentleman!
"Here...." Dr. Cooper said, grabbing a bottle from the table and tossing it to Paul. "Try some of this. Your cock is a lot bigger than your finger."
Vicky's head reeled. Paul really was going to do it. He was going to shove his cock in her ass and if his finger had hurt that much, his big thick cock was going to be unbearable!
There was a sound of sticky rubbing and Vicky shuttered again. She could imagine Paul coating his huge cock with lotion. It was still hard to believe that he was actually going to do it. Maybe he was just pretending to go along with it for a joke. He must know that shoving his mammoth prick up her ass would tear her apart.
"Hold her now," Paul chuckled, beginning to enjoy this more and more. "Hold her really tight until I can get in."
Vicky shut her ears so she didn't have to hear his words. He sounded eager and excited and awfully mean. There was no mistaking that sound in Paul's voice. He was bound and determined to shove his enormous cock up her ass even if he killed her doing it.
Vicky closed her eyes and tried to faint. If she could lose consciousness she wouldn't feel anything, but the welcome blackness didn't creep over her, no matter how hard she tried. She was totally conscious and her ass muscles tightened in a desperate attempt to keep Paul's monstrous cock out.
"Here goes," Paul grunted, hurtling his cock forward. Then there was a sharp blast of pain as his wide, hot cockhead battered against her trembling anus. Vicky tried to scream out her agony but she couldn't make a sound. The pain was too intense to even breathe. Then there was another white-hot burst of pain as he lunged again and every nerve in her body was crying and screaming in horror. One more hurtling thrust and her tiny screaming asshole surrendered and Paul's horrendously big cock speared up her tiny channel, driving her to the brink of consciousness.
"NNNNNNNNNNNGH!" Vicky screamed, gagging on the pulsing length of Dr. Cooper's cock. Paul's enormous prick was sawing back and forth in her blazing asstunnel and the agony went on and on. The agonized girl was sure that she would never live through this nightmare. Every time Paul's cock drove forward, her whole body throbbed with searing pain.
Vicky gasped and choked for what seemed like hours and then the pain in her tight anal channel began to diminish. It still felt fiery and sore but there was another sensation too, a sensation that made her feel faint and dizzy with surprise. Her asschannel was sucking at the huge spear of Paul's invading prick, squeezing and rippling with little tingles of pleasure.
"MMMMMMMPH!" Vicky moaned. It was much better now. She could feel her pussy shuddering in the same way, and it was beginning to feel very pleasant indeed. Freddie's cock and Paul's enormous prick were rubbing together, each one stuffing her hot deep channels. Even Dr. Cooper's cock in her mouth was moving in rhythm, sliding in and out and creating a joyful friction she'd never felt before.
Vicky was so shocked, she gasped in surprise. She had never expected anything to feel this wonderful. She loved having three cocks in her lusty body. Her mouth and her pussy and her ass were all sucking deeply and her fingers stroked Dr. Cooper's balls with an eagerness that made her feel faint. Her hips thrust back, trying to take in all three cocks at once, and her cuntal mouth fluttered and twisted in a spasm of pure joy. Her anus was quivering too, sucking and kissing Paul's big, thrusting prick and she took Dr. Cooper's cock all the way into her throat, trying to suck it dry.
Suddenly Paul gave a shout of ecstasy. His cock stiffened and plunged until he stretched her shivering asstunnel out all the way. His prick reared up its head and jerked. Then Vicky heard him should again as his mammoth cock in her ass exploded, hurtling blazing sperm up her rectal cavity like a giant burning enema.
"MMMMMMMMPH!" Vicky screamed. Her body quivered and the thrills got wilder and wilder as she felt Freddie's cock swell up and throb urgently. Then Freddie was blasting too, a rapid-fire burst like two machine guns filling her body with burning joy.
"Come on, Vicky!" Dr. Cooper hollered, slamming his prick down her throat. "Suck it out ... suck it right out of my balls!"
Vicky sucked harder and harder. She felt her body spin up into a whirlpool of delight as all three blasting pricks shot at once. Her hips twisted, her ass quivered and her mouth swallowed as she sucked all three of them wildly. Her eyes closed in joy and she shot up into that whirling world of rapturous joy as orgasm after orgasm tore through her body.
Squeals and yells of pleasure echoed in Vicky's ears long after the blinding spasms of joy had diminished. She had been fucked by three lusty men at once and she had satisfied all three. Her exhausted body rippled and glowed in the aftermath of her own shattering climax and she sighed deeply and smiled in total satisfaction as one by one they separated.
Vicky turned to face Paul with fear in her eyes. Then she smiled again as she saw that he wasn't angry any longer.
"I ... I'm sorry," she murmured. "I just didn't know. I never found out what it was like until I came here."
"You mean it wasn't an act?" Paul asked, searching her face. "You were really a virgin that night at your apartment?"
Vicky nodded and then a grin flashed across her face. "I wish that damn siren hadn't sounded," she giggled. "I really am sorry, Paul ... can I ever make it up to you?"
"I think it can be arranged," Paul grinned. He caught a flash of movement from the doorway and then he smiled even wider as he took in the situation at a glance.
"Remember that vacation you promised to take?" Paul asked, seriously. "Well ... I think you're going to be taking it sooner than you expected. Your patient looks fully recovered to me."
"What?" Vicky gasped, turning around quickly. Then she blushed in mortification as she saw who was standing there. It was Jan and Mr. Preston, and her patient was standing upright with only an arm on Jan's shoulder.
"Mr. Preston!" Vicky cried. "You ... you ... you're walking!"
"Dr. Cooper told me there was going to be a little treat down here tonight," he grinned, winkly lewdly. "And even a stiff hip couldn't keep me from missing a party like this."
"Take it easy, Mr. Preston," Dr. Cooper ordered, grinning at the horny old man. "You don't want to over-do it."
"I'm just following your orders, Doc," Mr. Preston chuckled. "I always knew that lust was the best medicine."
