Prenatal Escapades

[saedo]

Dr. Idris wholly ignored Kristen's protestations. Most of her concerns were unwarranted. The only person likely to overhear them was Debra and the curvy nurse knew her place. Even if another patient did notice, moans of pleasure and groans of discomfort tended to sound fairly similar when muffled by walls and doors.

Still, he wasn't about to tell Kristen that. Simon found that the risk of discovery made the sexual experience more intense for his female companions. Certainly it did for him. Even the unlikely possibility of being caught soon had blood pooling in his crotch.

He stood back from Kristen when his arousal began to strain the seams of his pants leg. Simon unbuckled his pants and pushed his boxers down to his knees. Now freed, his thick cock began to rise as it continued to swell.

Simon stepped close to Kristen once more, the fat head of his shaft brushing against her sweater. Wordlessly, he spun her in place at the foot of the till she faced towards the padded surface. His grip on her shoulders now pressed her forward till her torso lay horizontal, braced upwards by her forearms. He gripped her waist for a moment, sliding her pelvis slightly forward so that her pert ass was perched at the table's edge, her feet not quite touching the floor.

The panties around her thighs prevented her from spreading her legs. The angle of her pelvis put her pussy right at the V between her thighs. That the height of the table put her at almost perfect height for his own throbbing cock was definitely no coincidence. Grinning, Simon guided the engorged helm between her labia.

He slid into her depths slowly, but he didn't stop till his hips pressed against her smooth buttocks. Simon lingered there for a minute, enjoying the sensation while Kristen adjusted to his girth.

When she seemed sufficiently recovered, he picked up the phone that she'd set down earlier. Simon leaned forward, his weight pressing her against the exam table. He held the phone in front of her face. "Now you can call your friend."

 

[Sidney_1]

Oooooh,” Kristen groaned, as Simon slid into her tight pussy after bending her over the exam table. He had buried his thick shaft into her and then held himself steady so that she could adjust to his girth. Fuck, he was exactly what her body was craving right now. A desire to be filled completely and with authority. . .

He basically had her pinned to the table and she was unable to spread her legs due to the trappings of her clothing. Oddly, Kristen found herself turned on to be taken from behind, bent over his exam table, with barely a word uttered.

He meant business; and now Kristen understood her end of the bargain. She was going to have to do things that pushed at her boundaries of comfort and propriety. And something about that turned her on. . .

Calling Cheryl while being stuffed with a marvelous, thick dick was the first challenge. It might be possible if she kept the conversation to a minimum and . . .well, if . . .hopefully, he would just hold steady inside of her.

Kristen dialed and swallowed, hoping her voice could remain even. She wiggled her ass against Simon, not wanting him to lose his erection. Even if she had to make this phone call. . . her primal urge was to be filled and . . . .well . . ., fucked, to be honest.

“Hey Cheryl, it’s me. I’m. . .” Kristen gasped for air as she felt Simon’s hands caress and squeeze her ass, “. ..I – I know you’re at work, but I have some big news. Do you have a minute?”

Kristen smiled, wondering if she’d ever tell Cheryl the exact nature of her situation as she called her at a future time. Perhaps. . .but, definitely not at this time. She was going to have to play it cool, somehow. Who had intimate conversations while being stuffed from behind?

Kristen pressed her lips together and focused on breathing through her nose. As she struggled to hold herself together, she found herself getting aroused at the naughtiness of it all.

 

[saedo]

Simon remained motionless, his cock buried deep inside his patient. He waited quietly while Kristen tried to dial the phone. Judging by her fumbling with the menus and her quiet moans, his throbbing erection was producing quite the distraction.

The next several minutes were all part of the game. He had little worry about teasing her too little; his girthy member was far too big for her to ignore. But pushing her over the edge would be too easy; her breathing suggested she was halfway there just from having him inside her.

No, the fun for him came from pushing her close enough to the edge that she feared she might go over, but then stopping shy of pushing her that last step. But the longer the game lasted, the more she'd want to climax. Likewise, the longer he went, the harder and thicker his cock grew and the more he struggled to hold back his own desires. The challenge alone turned him on even more.

Simon let Kristen dial and exchange a few words. "Hey Cheryl, it’s me. I’m . . . I – I know you’re at work, but I have some big news."

Simon grunted under his breath and his member surged slightly at the mention of "big". It was entirely narcissistic on his part, but he loved hearing his lovers talk about his cock.

Kristen inhaled sharply through her nose, but kept the conversation going. Time to up the stakes. Simon slipped halfway out of her pussy, then stroked gently back into her. He repeated the action at the same slow pace. Could Kristen maintain her composure?

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen placed the phone on the exam table, no longer certain if she’d be able to conceal a groan before the conversation concluded. She suddenly knew that Dr. Idris was not only testing her and teasing her, but he was warming her up. With each gentle thrust in and out, Kristen could feel her vagina relaxing, accepting his girth. . . craving him. . . his thick, wide, shaft that filled her completely. The slow, torturous pace gave her ample opportunity to enjoy feeling him within every inch of her.

Kristen gripped the sides of the exam table as Simon eased his way in and out of her. Every time he entered her, she squeezed her vagina around him, hoping he’d remain still so she could concentrate on her conversation.

“Mmm, yeah. . .” Kristin groaned, her abdomen tight with tension. She was beginning to sweat. She quickly continued as if it was part of her normal speech pattern.

“Mmm, yes, Cheryl, well I know I’ve shared with you how badly I’ve wanted a child. Well, the doctor you referred me to assisted me in getting pregnant. I’m pregnant! Can you believe it? Yes, I know it has all happened very quickly. It’s both simple and complicated. But, I feel. . . Oh God. . . fantastic. I just found out today. In fact, I’m at the doctor’s office now. I-I. ..”

Kristen gasped as Dr. Idris kept the widest part of his cock just within the first two inches of her vaginal opening, before easing in once again. By now, she was well-lubricated. She could smell a mix of her sexual fluids and his scent from his shaving cream in the air. God, he was making her crazy. In her excitement, she removed her sweater with one arm and pulled it over her head. The camisole was skin tight, but it was light.

“Oooh. .. sorry, they are drawing blood here and running some tests. I. .. I mean . . . they need my full attention here. We’re about to discuss . ..uh, ohhhhh. . . Yes, I’m okay. No, no, I’m not panting. Can we talk later? Dr. Idris just entered. Ok, great, I’ll text you about dinner. Thanks, Cheryl.”

Kristen dropped her head in her hands and hoped that Cheryl hadn’t thought that had gone completely crazy. She bunched her hair up in her hands and twisted her head back to face Simon. She could see part of his erection as he pulled out of her and she smiled. This was a turn-on for him, clearly.

“Was that good enough for you, Dr. Idris?” Kristen asked. Truthfully, the split in her attention had roused her lust even further. She was now able to focus fully on the sensation of his cock moving in and out of her at a nice controlled pace. She knew she’d be fantasizing about this very moment, masturbating at the memory. . . at a later time.

“Oh yes,” Kristen moaned, exhaling, no longer caring what sounds came out of her. “Give it to me just like that,” Kristen said, surprised at her own crude bluntness.

 

[saedo]

Idris was plowing Kristen at a slow, consistent pace when he heard her voice change. Her tone shifted into the familiar sound of someone winding up a conversation. "Ok, great, I’ll text you about dinner. Thanks, Cheryl.”

She turned over her shoulder as she smiled back at him. “Was that good enough for you, Dr. Idris?”

Simon stopped in mid-thrust. He expected the sudden decrease in sensation would only tease her more. "I suppose that will have to suffice," he mused.

"Hardly seems worth continuing, though," he pondered further as slid into her fully again. "You ended the game before either of us climaxed. Where's the fun in that?"

His thrusting increased in intensity. Perhaps a little vigor would be instructive. "Still, better to finish what you start," he concluded. His hips powered into her ass, slamming her against the exam table.

 

[Sidney_1]

“I- I guess I wasn’t clear on the rules of the game,” Kristen said, as Simon paused and then plunged fully into her, eliciting a hungry moan from her. She was virtually trapped in this position. She had no choice but to let him . . . well, fuck her as he wished.

Simon’s tempo increased, his hips now slamming the weight of his body against hers . . almost out of anger or frustration or to just speed up the process of releasing himself within her depths.

Kristen had no idea whether she’d be able to climax in this position, or under these circumstances, but she didn’t want to disappoint Dr. Idris. He had made it a point about how important it would be for her to remain in shape and sexually desirable over time. To that end, she focused on making his climax memorable.

“Mmmm, that’s right, let’s finish what you started,” Kristin encouraged, “give it to me with passion.”

Kristen wasn’t brave enough to say, “Fuck me, anyway, and do it with enthusiasm or not at all. . .” She knew her place here. Dr. Idris was running the show. He was hard as a rock; he had plenty of desire for her. It just would have been more amusing for him to watch her contain herself. She was beginning to understand his sexual proclivities.

As the tempo continued, Kristen’s breasts pressed into the table and she gripped the sides even harder. Fuck, his thick, long penis was now hitting the front wall of her vagina consistently and at an angle that was making her shake uncontrollably. Perhaps this was her elusive G-spot? Orgasms during intercourse had never been the norm for her.

Kristen could feel her thighs and butt cheeks quivering and her fluids leaking down her thigh. She loved the vigor of Simon’s raw need. She wished her legs had been freed of her pants and she could have spread her legs. From now on, she would wear dresses and crotch-less underwear here. She had assumed that she would be wearing a medical gown.

“Ohhh, Simon, I’m about to. . . oh, yes!!!!!!” Kristen wailed, as her vagina seized rhythmically around Simon’s thick cock. Her orgasm shot down the nerves of her thighs to her feet and then up to her breasts and nipples. Her body was covered in a light sweat and she enjoyed hearing the slapping sound of Simon’s hips against her full, round buttocks.

Kristen gasped for air, not knowing how much more she could take without a brief rest.

 

[saedo]

Idris grinned at Kristen's concern. He liked to keep his patients off balance from time to time. Over-familiarity was a risk with this type of treatment. The air of mystique he liked to cultivate as a doctor had to be maintained.

"It was a first time, Kristen," he replied. "You will undoubtedly improve." A little bit of praise was often a good incentive.

Fortunately, Kristen seemed sufficiently eager to proceed. Her position left her largely trapped against the table, limiting her movement. Despite this, her core muscles clenched at him as he thrust into her, rippling her body against the table. Eventually she cried aloud as her body rocked to orgasm.

Simon considered briefly pulling out at that moment. Demonstrations of his own willpower could sometimes be useful for inspiring more eager obedience. Plus, his next appointment was no doubt waiting in the next room. If he entered with his fully engorged cock throbbing on the edge of orgasm, her reaction would be priceless.

But he couldn't quite resist his desire to cum in Kristen. Her snug vagina felt too damn delightful to stop thrusting now. Simon plowed into her adorable backside the handful of strokes he needed. Warm gushes of cum filled her depths.

He did grit his teeth to muffle his own moans of climax. While he didn't mind the occasional female cry of pleasure being overheard in the office, he thought it unprofessional to for his own delight to be broadcast so freely. It was undignified to let another patient hear him roar like a bull in heat.

When his climax was concluded, he withdrew his softened cock from Kristen's pussy. Bent over the table as she was, her pink sex glistened adorably between her thighs. The sight made him eager for a second round, but he the didn't have time for the indulgence today. He stepped to a nearby sink and used some moist paper towels to clean up before tucking his member inside his pants.

"You may get dressed now, Kristen," he instructed as he washed his hands. "That's all I needed for today."

Dr. Idris paused by the door. "Before I forget, I'd like to see you in three weeks from next Thursday afternoon around 4:00 or 4:30. Check with Debra on your way out. I want to check your milk production, so it's important that you don't express your breasts for the preceding 24 hours, okay? Alright, see you then." With a nod, he exited the room and closed the door behind him.

 

[saedo]

Three weeks from next Thursday
Cassidy Munson glared at herself in the mirror as she fastened her earrings. "You did it again, Cass," she grumbled. "You did it again."

Every quarter she made this sales trip and every quarter she promised herself that this time it'd be different. The rumpled hotel bed behind her was proof of how far good intentions had gotten her.

The sex part didn't bother her. Cassidy lost her virginity in high school and had an active social life since. No, it was the loss of control that unsettled her. When she got around him, she invariably succumbed to her own lust.

It wasn't like that with other men. Hell, she'd built her career at Devlin Pharmaceuticals in part on her sexuality. That wasn't the sole extent of her sales skills, but if tantalizing a male doctor persuaded him to buy a few more units, why not?

With everyone else, it was just flirting. Maybe she'd lean a bit too close during a product demonstration and "accidentally" brush his arm with her breasts. Maybe she'd take one out for a drink, giggle at his jokes, and pat his thigh while saying, "Oh, you're so funny!" Enough to wind up their libido and perhaps tip the numbers in her favor. But that's as far as it went.

Not with Simon. Not since that first meeting. Not since she'd patted his thigh only to encounter something beyond his quadriceps.

Perhaps if she'd just pulled away then and there, none of this would have happened. But curiosity stayed her hand. Surely this thick object could not be what her fingers suggested, so she'd felt it a bit more. Then touch was no longer enough: she had to see it. And then she had to do more than see. And then it'd ended just like every meeting with him since: in her hotel room.

Simon exited the bathroom, buttoning his shirt. He always let her shower first, so his hair was still damp. He smiled at her as he stood behind her at the small vanity table, sharing the mirror as he tied his tie. "Before you go, you should come back to the office with me. There's something I want to show you."

Cassidy raised a curious eyebrow. "After the last couple hours, I should think you'd need a nap first."

Simon winked at her. "Not that. That thing I've been working on. I think you'll be pleased with the results."

Cassidy shrugged. "Okay, I guess I can." As if there were any doubt. Even exhausted after an afternoon of delight, she still craved him. "I'll finish getting ready."

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So good to see you again, Ms. Reynolds," Debra chirped as she escorted the stunning blonde from the reception area into an exam room. The usual quick check of heart rate and blood pressure followed.

"Today the doctor wants to examine your breast development, so I need you to undress and remove your bra. You can leave your panties on."

Debra opened a drawer and removed a dark, lacy garment. "Dr. Idris doesn't want you to be chilly, so you can wear this," she explained, handing the material to Kristen. "Then hop up on the exam table while I go fetch the doctor."

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[Sidney_1]

“It’s nice to see you again, too, Debra.” Kristen smiled at the sweet, striking nurse, despite her surprise at the unique gown. She was handed a black, embroidered lace gown that came to her mid thigh for her breast exam. The lace work was exquisite; finer than most of her personal lingerie. Perhaps it was special-ordered from Europe.

“Wow, this wasn’t what I was expecting. “ Kristen murmured, mostly to herself. Debra simply winked in reply.

Kristen shook her head. Damn, Simon had good taste and he was absolutely unpredictable with these appointments.

Kristen undressed quickly and tied her hair back in a loose bun so it would not get in the way of her breast exam. By now, there was no hiding the fact that she had a full bust. She was getting a lot of sneak peaks at the gym and at her yoga classes from both men and women when she wore snug tanks.

Fortunately, she was able to fit into the gown. The lace covered her body, but it was a loose fit and the contours of her breasts were clearly visible.

Kristen did her best not to let the lace brush against her nipples. Everything felt so sensitive these days and she didn’t want to activate her milk publicly. She had purposely not expressed her milk since Dr. Idris had relieved her of the initial pressure. As a consequence, her breasts felt full and heavy. As embarrassing as it was to have been practically milked in front of Debra, Kristen hoped that Dr. Idris could remedy her minor discomfort today.

She swung her feet nervously from the exam table. She wondered how he had even known that she would fit into this garment so perfectly. Or, how he was even going to do this exam. . . .fuck.

Kristen glanced at the clock and reminded herself to remain open and willing. . . no matter what was to occur. That was part of the deal, and Idris had been very successful and expedient with her thus far. And, in truth, it gave her a secret thrill to see him for many reasons; none of which she was ready to admit fully to herself or to Cheryl. All she knew is that she had a nervous excitement every time Dr. Idris entered the room.

Kristen sighed. Her nervousness was probably for naught. He’d probably just ask her a few questions and do a simple exam and make recommendations, accordingly. Kristen tugged at her hair, hoping her milk production was adequate given her condition. She definitely wanted to give her child the best possible start in life and had learned from her friends that “breast is best” to build immunity and for bonding purposes.

After a quick knock, the door swung open.

 

[saedo]

Cassidy flipped through the pictures in the file. "She's very attractive," she observed, glancing towards Dr. Idris. His patients always seemed to be, for some reason. "Bit on the slender side," she continued, immediately feeling slightly ashamed at her cattiness. Yet another symptom of her mild addiction to his glorious cock.

Simon chuckled. "Yes, that's in part why I wanted you to meet her. She's took the latest iteration of my formula prior to pregnancy."

A knock sounded at the door and then Debra leaned her head in. "Ms. Reynolds is ready for you, Doctor."

Simon nodded. "Thanks." He turned to Cassidy and beckoned her towards the door of his office. "Follow me."

Simon led Cassidy down the hall and knocked on Exam Room 2. He entered a moment later. "Good to see you again, Ms.Reynolds," he declared. "This is a business colleague of mine, Cassidy Munson. Cassidy, this is Kristen Reynolds."

Cassidy stepped from behind Dr. Idris and began, "So pleased to meet. . . ." Her words trailed off as her eyes fell upon the blonde woman perched at the end of the exam table. It was same woman from the patient file that Cassidy had been examining just a minute ago. At least, she had the same face. But below the neck, there were some profound differences.

Kristen wore a black silky slip or gown of some sort that fell down to her upper thighs. Various lacy patches provided some semblance of solidity, but most of the material was thin enough to be a few degrees shy of transparent. Beneath it, she was entirely naked save for emerald green panties.

Cassidy realized she was staring at Kristen's breasts, but she couldn't help it. The woman in the photos had a nice but modest bosom, but the one in front of her had plump orbs bigger than Cassidy's own. Even her nipples had expanded, becoming thick and succulent. She was absolutely glorious.

"This. . . this is from your formula?!" Cassidy managed to stammered. "That has to be nearly 3 cup sizes!"

Simon smiled triumphantly. "Yes, that's about right. And Kristen here only took the formula for a month prior to pregnancy. I expect continued expansion in the next trimester as her pregnancy continues."

Cassidy goggled. She might get bigger still? She repressed the urge to shudder as a wave of lust washed over her. Cassidy didn't think of herself as bi - despite some experimentation in college - but something about this idea made the brunette's nipples harden into easily observable points.

"Despite being rather early in the process, her milk production is also quite developed," Simon continued. "Allow me to demonstrate."

"Ms. Reynolds, let me help you with your top." Simon lifted the thin black covering off the patient and set it aside on the counter in the corner. He opened a cabinet and withdrew a medium-sized glass beaker. Returning to the exam table, he positioned the beaker in front of Kristen's right breast.

"Just a moment," he murmured as he cupped the underside of the smooth orb in his hand. His finger and thumb massaged the nipple, prompting it to swell dramatically. His practiced efforts soon produced a steady trickle of milk into the beaker

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen’s back stiffened and she sat up straighter when Dr. Idris entered the exam room accompanied by a very attractive, buxom brunette in business attire. Despite the simplicity of her dress, every curve of her body was accentuated and impossible- her tiny waist, enormous breasts, and perfect hips. Her make-up, hair, and nails had a high degree of polish and sophistication. Kristen had the impression that the two of them had been discussing ‘business’ before they had entered her room as they stood close to one another as Dr. Idris had an air of focused excitement about him.

Kristen immediately felt ridiculous in her nearly sheer top and deep emerald underwear in front of this exquisite stranger. Before she could protest and beg Dr. Idris for some privacy, Cassidy had shaken her hand, and Kristen knew that she couldn’t be rude. After a brief greeting, Cassidy’s eyes had floated down to Kristen’s chest and she seemed mesmerized by Kristen’s breasts. Cassidy’s face registered an expression that brought Kristen back to eighth grade. The expression was a mix of wonder, jealousy, and envy that had she seen in other girls’ faces and demeanors whenever she had gone swimming or dancing with a group from her class. However, Cassidy remained outwardly polite and Kristen sensed no ill will; her expression quickly changed to that of genuine curiosity. Kristen tried to ignore the fact that she sensed a prurient curiosity, and darted her eyes to Dr. Idris, but he simply nodded, as if to assure her that all was well.

Kristen remained still as Dr. Idris explained his regimen and Kristen’s progress to Cassidy. At least this was a female business associate! They seemed to be discussing her clinical condition and progress. Cassidy’s eyes remained transfixed on her breasts and she noticed Cassidy’s own nipples began to emerge from the fabric of her dress. Kristen hadn’t really studied herself in the mirror and had only noticed the change in her condition in the shower. She had worn the same new clothes lately, and had done her best to distract herself from her bodily changes by keeping busy. She had never felt comfortable being the focus of attention.

Kristen blushed at Cassidy’s enthusiastic reaction to Kristen’s breast growth of at least three cup sizes within the past month. They were talking about her as if she was invisible. Kristen knew she wasn’t Dr. Idris’s only patient undergoing this type of fertility, but perhaps she was his most impressive case? Cassidy’s eyes widened even further and Kristen detected a bit of lust in them when Dr. Idris predicted that Kristen’s breasts would continue to expand as she entered her first trimester.

Clearly, the two of them had been discussing her clinical condition prior to her appointment. If Kristen hadn’t been half-naked, she might have felt a twinge of jealousy and envy at Cassidy’s perfect figure and congenial relationship with Dr. Idris. She had assumed that her appointment with him would be entirely private.

Kristen was just getting her bearings, that this woman was here to study Dr. Idris’s formula, when Dr. Idris removed her cover-up, revealing her bosom and nipples with no regard for her modesty. The two women locked eyes as Dr. Idris headed to the cabinet for a beaker to measure her milk production for Cassidy. Oh God, he was going to express her milk when she felt so incredibly sensitive and she was going to have to hold it together once again. She was going to look like a freak. But, she knew better than to argue. And besides, her breasts needed relief. Kristen took a few slow, deep breaths to ready herself.

Kristen felt her cheeks burn and her nipples expanded even further from the friction and cool air. . .and proximity to Dr. Idris. Her sense of smell was intense, now. She knew he had recently showered and she instantly was transported back to her own personal shower with him.

Dr. Idris returned and leaned close to her as he cupped and then massaged her breast before stimulating her nipple. Within seconds, she began to feel the warm liquid seep out of her nipples and felt an immediate sense of relief and peace course through her.

Kristen bit her lip and shut her eyes until she could get used to the different sensations. She had the strongest of urges to kiss Simon, lightly, deeply, intimately, to lick his lip, to nibble his ear lobe, to do everything that a tongue could do to a nipple. . . that’s what she wanted to do with his lips while he expressed her milk.

Kristen shuddered and gasped as a gamut of sensations ran through her. She parted her legs and thrust her chest so that Dr. Idris could work more easily. She looked down at the beaker containing her milk with a mix of wonder, disbelief, embarrassment, and relief. She assumed her milk production was more than adequate at this stage. She briefly wondered if Dr. Idris was being gentle with her breasts so as to drag out the agony of her unfulfilled lust and to keep her on exhibit for Ms. Munson. Regardless, Kristen was embarrassed but ultimately grateful and she was learning to become less embarrassed by her body. At least this associate was a female!

Although Kristen could feel her lust and libido stirring, she only snuck quick glances at both Dr. Idris and Ms. Munson. They both appeared impressed with her condition. Kristen tried to breathe shallowly and evenly to keep her sexual excitement under control. But, already, she could feel the dampness in her panties. Hopefully, her lust was not visible or obvious.

But, fortunately, Dr. Idris was taking it slow and her milk wasn’t spurting out of her at full-force as she had feared. It was a slow and steady stream and sense of relief.

Kristen finally relaxed her body and licked her lips.

“Mmm. . . I feel. . . better,” she whispered, before closing her eyes to relax once again.

 

[saedo]

Cassidy's attempted to retain her composure as Simon casually milked his patient. How could he put on a display like this? The sheer audacity of the man!

But the warm feeling between her thighs belied her moral outrage. The confidence he exuded was inexplicably attractive to her. A part of her wished that it was she whose breast was in his capable hands.

Her eyes flicked towards the patient. Was this Ms. Reynolds similarly affected? Yes, there was a similar tension in the blonde's expression. She too must be shocked to be paraded half-naked before a perfect stranger and then milked like a farm animal.

Then Kristen sighed wistfully. Cassidy's eyes widened further, then narrowed aggressively. Why that blonde hussy! She was enjoying herself! She was getting off on this! What a shameless tramp!

Cassidy took a mental step back. Why this sudden anger? She barely knew this woman; how could she suddenly resent her? That made Cassidy seem . . . jealous.

Dammit, but there it was. It made no sense. Barely half an hour ago, Cassidy had her legs in the air as Simon had pounded into her. She came so hard the last time that she saw stars. What was a little breast massage compared to that? Yet Cassidy couldn't quite shake the green-eyed sensation.

Simon paused in his ministrations and held forth the beaker. "As you can see, despite the relatively recent onset of lactation, Ms. Reynolds is already producing in respectable quantities. If she continues to develop her capacity, I expect she could fully support multiple infants."

The doctor swirled the pale fluid, then held out the beaker. "Would you like to try it, Ms. Munson?"

Cassidy's mouth fell open. Drink another woman's breast milk? She was shocked - surely that must be taboo. But yet she was oddly attracted to the idea by virtue of its off-limits nature. Her mental and emotional struggle paralyzed her with indecision.

Simon merely grinned. "You really should," he continued, tipping the beaker to his lips and swallowing the contents. He licked his lips once afterwards, then declared, "I find it most. . . invigorating."

Just quite how the good doctor was invigorated became slowly but steadily apparent. As Simon shifted his stance, Cassidy noticed an all too familiar bulge developing beneath his pants. Good Lord, he was getting hard. Again! It hardly seemed possible to her. Simon had climaxed multiple times during their "lunch date" at the hotel. Even his hefty balls surely had to be spent after the waves of cum that had flooded into her. Yet the expanding cylinder beneath the dark wool suggested otherwise.

"Okay, sure," Cassidy mumbled, her eyes locked on his thigh.

"Let's have you do the other breast; I'm sure Kristen wouldn't mind having a female touch." Simon looked briefly to Kristen, confident that she wouldn't balk at his suggestion.

Cassidy wordlessly complied, stepping in front of Kristen as Simon stepped around to the side. The brunette took the now empty beaker in hand and then paused. She hadn’t touched another woman's bare breast since college. She'd certainly never milked one. How exactly did one proceed?

Simon's large hand cupped Cassidy's. "Let me show you. Hold the breaker there. . . okay. Now just place your index finger here and your thumb here . . . good. Just massage the tissue like this. . . ." His strong fingers guided Cassidy's into squeezing her Kristen's flesh.

Cassidy glanced down. The bulge in the front of Simon's pants was obscenely large. Moreover, standing beside the exam table as he now was has put Kristen's outer thigh in direct contact with it. Could she feel the heat of it through the thin wool? Cassidy's heart rate accelerated as the first drops of Kristen's milk began to spill into the glass below.

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen felt a wave of amusement at Ms. Munson’s discomfort at the idea of drinking her breast milk. The look on her face was priceless as Simon drank from the beaker, declaring her milk “invigorating”. Apparently he enjoyed shocking other women besides Kristen.

Moments later, it was hard to ignore the bulge in his trousers. Holy crap, was Simon just turned on by warm, fresh breast milk or was there a substance in her milk that produced an immediate, full erection? Or, was it merely the act of milking and then drinking her milk? Kristen was dumb-founded, but held her questions.

Simon’s erection was not lost on Ms. Munson, either. She appeared almost infuriated and humiliated. Unsettled. Kristen exhaled and tried to ignore the tension.

Kristen did breathe a sigh of relief at hearing that she would have plenty of milk. She didn’t want to be one of those people who needed lactation consultants and fussy, expensive formulas.

Kristen had no time to balk. Ms. Munson's was handing her condition under Dr. Idris’s tutelage.

“No, please, I’d prefer if. . .” and then she felt Dr. Idris’s confident maneuvers over Ms. Munson’s hands on her left breast and she relaxed. He was not about to let a fool touch her and ruin his masterwork. And fortunately, he had remained within reach of her.

“Mmm, that’s it, Ms. Munson,” Kristen encouraged. “You can squeeze however you like. As long as some part of your hand brushes against or stimulates my nipple, I suspect you’ll be successful. If you’re relaxed, it helps me to relax and let go and release my milk,” Kristen looked confidently into Ms. Munson’s lustful brown eyes.

Kristen’s left hand rested against Simon’s left arm. She let her leg rub slightly against his thick erection in his trousers.

“Oooh. . .what a relief. I hope we can fill this beaker to the top, don’t you, Ms. Munson? Apparently there is something about my milk that appeals to adults,” Kristen winked.

Cassidy’s nipples were now poking out of her dress and her face was flushed. She kept darting her eyes to Dr. Idris who would nod periodically with encouragement and guide her hand. Occasionally, Cassidy’s hand would drift and Kristen’s milk dribbled on Cassidy’s fingers.

“Yes, just nice and steady like that, mmmm. Don’t mind me; this formula has me a little jacked up if you know what I mean. And it’s been a week. …” Kristen’s voice drifted as she began to massage her right breast and let her hand occasionally cross onto Cassidy’s. She gently rocked her pelvis against the table as Cassidy milked her.

Kristen tilted her head back and thrusted her chest towards Cassidy. Eventually, she turned her gaze towards Dr. Idris. She yearned for it to be just the two of them.

Kristen smiled at her runaway writer’s brain. Calm down, sister, she told herself. Kristen reminded herself that as much as Dr. Idris liked to toy with her, he ultimately took care of her needs. For whatever reason, a week had felt like an eternity and now there was this beautiful Ms. Munson to contend with. . . ah, well. This experience with Idris was really going to teach her patience and how to handle and accept what was out of her control.

Cheryl was going to die of laughter. She just knew it.

Kristen continued to press her leg into Simon’s groin. By now, her body was feeling tortured and she craved relief. She wanted that cock inside of her, and she wanted it now. At this point, Ms. Munson could watch that show, too. Kristen guessed that she had already been thoroughly fucked today by someone. She had that air of fulfillment and perfection.

Sex. Regular and daily. Kristen suddenly yearned for those days. She had a feeling that wasn’t in the cards for today.

“With all due respect, can Dr. Idris complete my examination? It’s very early in my pregnancy and I feel very superstitious. Our appointments are usually private affairs. I. . .want to be certain that both my breasts are emptied thoroughly as I’m not quite comfortable doing it myself, yet. It seems as if I’m already producing a lot of milk and I don’t want to increase my production. Dr. Idris explained that the more you stimulate your breasts, the more milk that you’ll produce. But, if you have any questions, I can answer them now or at a later time. I apologize if I sound rude, but I’m a first time expectant mother and I’m generally a very private person.”

 

[saedo]

Cassidy was taken aback by the blonde's behavior. The way Kristen so boldly sucked on Cassidy's finger. The nerve!

Cassidy's eyes went wide as Kristen then deliberately ground her naked thigh against Simon's crotch. And the slut had the audacity to stare at her the entire time!

“With all due respect, can Dr. Idris complete my examination? It’s very early in my pregnancy and I feel very superstitious. Our appointments are usually private affairs."

Cassidy took a step back. "What?! I mean, I never!" she sputtered.

Simon smiled at the sudden surge of spirit in Kristen. Ordinarily so meek, Cassidy's presence seemed to really stoke a fire in her belly. Or rather, Cassidy's presence when Kristen was with him.

"Ms. Munson, please," he said, holding up his hand for peace. "I am sure Ms. Reynolds didn't intend that to sound like a rebuke. She's perhaps feeling a little sensitive given the newness of her condition, isn't that right?"

Simon didn't wait for Kristen to answer. "I think it only fair that we try to accommodate her wishes. She feels uncomfortable being observed by someone else. That's easy enough to fix."

Simon opened up one of the lower drawers on the cabinet. While most of the storage space in the exam rooms was devoted to medical equipment, this drawer assuredly was not. He returned with a long black strip of silk. He folded it lengthwise once, making its width slightly more than that of his palm. "Hold still a moment, Ms. Munson."

Cassidy instinctively clamped her thighs together as Simon stepped behind her. Dear God, the feel of his swollen cock straining against the wool of his pants as it brushed against her ass - how it turned her on. She could feel her vagina moisten with anticipation despite the ache from their afternoon escapades. She was going to be sore already from stuffing that monster inside her all afternoon; another session so soon would only make it worse tomorrow. Despite that, her libido couldn't resist the possibility of having him again.

Cassidy shuddered slightly as Simon wrapped the cloth around her head as a blindfold. He tied a knot at the back and pulled it snug. "I can't see anything," she murmured.

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"There," Simon declared. "Now Ms. Munson can no longer observe the proceedings. Oh, but it's probably not a good idea for you to be holding that beaker while you're blindfolded. Why don't you drink it down and then I'll take it from you?"

Cassidy wrinkled her nose slightly, but she couldn't bring herself to refuse him. She brought the beaker to her lips and decided that she wouldn't let Kristen see her hesitate. Cassidy tipped the beaker back and swallowed the entire contents in one gulp, just as Simon had. "It's . . . good," she commented with a trace of surprise. "It's actually really good."

"Oh, then you can help me. Ms. Reynolds was concerned about emptying her breasts fully and the best way to do that is for her to be suckled." Simon pushed Cassidy gently by the shoulders till she stood back in front of Kristen. "Then just bring your head here . . . like so," he continued, guiding Cassidy's face towards Kristen's breast.

Cassidy was almost quivering with anxiety. How had this happened? In the space of a few minutes, she'd gone from seeing a strange woman half naked to now being blindfolded and about to put her mouth on this woman's milk-filled breast. Wasn't this just too strange? Shouldn't she refuse?

But then she felt Simon's cock against her backside again and she shuddered. Oh, she'd do anything to be fucked by that mammoth rod again. Cassidy opened her mouth and leaned towards Kristen's nipple.

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen knew her discomfort and desire for Dr. Idris’s sole and private management of her pregnancy and body had gotten the best of her. Despite her initial agreement with Dr. Idris, she was unable to be a silent mannequin while the two of them milked her full, heavy breasts and discussed her production and attributes while she remained topless and practically naked. The stimulation of her breasts over the past half hour had created a sexual tension and she really just wanted to be alone with Dr. Idris. In addition, her concern was not a lie, she did want to be certain that her breasts were emptied fully before leaving the office.

But, to Kristen’s utter surprise, Dr. Idris had other ideas for solving Kristen’s concerns. Instead of managing her breasts himself, he had decided to blind-fold Ms. Munson so that Kristen would feel less self-conscious.

Kristen watched with a mix of shock and amazement as Dr. Idris opened the bottom drawer and placed a silky, long, black blindfold over Cassidy’s eyes before she could protest.

Dr. Idris then directed Ms. Munson’s mouth over to Kristen’s right breast. Kristen could see that Ms. Munson appeared tense and nervous, but Dr. Idris stood firmly behind her. Despite her fear or trepidation, she seemed almost willing to give his request a try.

Kristen glanced at Dr. Idris and could see the fire of curiosity in his eyes. She knew that he had given her some grace by not reprimanding her for her initial protestation of Cassidy’s presence and involvement. In addition, he had smoothed the tension between the two women. Kristen knew she had to change her attitude, and frankly, it was much easier to feel less vulnerable now that Ms. Munson was blindfolded and clearly more uncomfortable than Kristen with the situation.

Kristen placed her left hand lightly on Ms. Munson’s shoulder to balance herself. She had never been suckled or even been intimate with a woman besides friendship. Ms. Munson seemed equally nervous about her mission, and Kristen felt an immediate urge to put her at ease.

“Ms. Munson, Dr. Idris is right. I am just very sensitive right now, and everything, including what we’re doing now, is completely new to me. Let’s just start fresh, and we’ll both do our best to relax and follow Dr. Idris’s direction.” Kristen gently smoothed Ms. Munson’s hair away from her face and mouth, hoping her gentler tone had put Ms. Munson more at ease.

Despite Dr. Idris directing Cassidy’s face to her right nipple, Cassidy took a moment to firmly grip and lift her entire breast and then eased it down, still in her grip, with almost a low growl. Touching her nipple with a finger, she opened her mouth fully and extended her tongue, swooping it around Kristen’s nipple a few times before finally closing her mouth around the nipple and areola completely.

Kristen opened her legs further and felt her juices begin to pour out of her. Fuuuck. Those firm, taunting tongue laps around her nipple had just about undone her. But, she had remained quiet and still not wanting Cassidy to sense anything amiss.

Somehow, Cassidy seemed to innately know what to do, and she suckled while manipulating and squeezing Kristen’s right breast with her hand. As she sensed her right breast was about to be emptied, she tilted her head back and bit her lip, preparing for Cassidy to unlatch her mouth from her nipple.

“Oh God, Ms. Munson, thank you, I feel much. . .ohhh,” Kristen groaned, as Ms. Munson's mouth slowly detached and performed a few more tongue laps before palpating her entire right breast and nipple, perhaps as a scientist or for her own prurient pleasure.

Regardless, Kristen was now left almost quivering, soaked in her own juices of desire as Cassidy prepared herself to suckle Kristen’s left breast.

 

[saedo]

Cassidy shivered slightly as Kristen's fat nipple began to provide a steady flow. This contact was so . . . intimate. None of the semi-drunk make-out sessions with her sorority sisters had been like this.

Simon was right about Kristen's milk. Cassidy hadn't expected to like the taste at all, but it was rather pleasant. She couldn't say whether it inspired her libido as it seemed to inspire his, but she'd been moist to begin with

She couldn't see Kristen's reaction. Her breast was warm against Cassidy's face, but perhaps that didn't reflect an aroused state? Was Cassidy even doing this correctly? God, what if she was just horrible at this?

Then Kristen moaned. And not just a "that feels okay" moan. Cassidy heard the slight vibrato of a woman who was was deeply aroused. Cassidy felt the blood rise in her own cheeks. She was turning this woman on!

The idea that she might inspire the lovely blonde to such arousal produced a comparable reaction in Cassidy. She shifted her thighs together as her pussy tingled with desire. God, she wanted to put a hand between her own thighs and touch herself while she sucked Kristen.

Unfortunately, Kristen’s flow slowed. Cassidy gave her thick nipple a few swirls before releasing her lips. "Mmmm, let's do the other one," she purred.

"A moment, Ms. Munson," Simon interjected. "I'd like have Ms. Reynolds recline first so I can attend to something." He stepped to the exam table and guided Kristen from her seated position to lying on her back. "There, now you may continue, Ms. Munson."

Still blindfolded, Cassidy stood near the side of the exam table and felt along Kristen's until she located the other breast. In the blonde's new position, Cassidy had to bend almost 90 degrees to place her mouth on the nipple. That brought her own torso into gentle contact with Kristen’s.

Simon grinned as his hands reached for his belt. Cassidy paused at the sound of his zipper, but he urged her on. "Don't mind me, Ms. Munson. Please attend to Ms. Reynolds." Cassidy knew better than to question him, so she returned to her duties.

Simon groaned softly as he shed his pants and boxers. His trapped erection bobbed upward, grateful for freedom. It had been agony just watching the two women. Time to get involved.

Simon stood at the foot of the table where Kristen's legs dangled off the edge. He spread her silky thighs apart; as he suspected, the green hue of her panties appeared very damp over her crotch.

As a testament to his own desire, he didn't pause to remove her underwear. He gripped the fabric firmly on either side and pulled. The delicate silk resisted for a moment before tearing sharply down the crotch.

Simon smiled confidently as Kristen stared at him. Speaking not a word, he positioned his swollen cock between her pink nether lips.

 

[Sidney_1]

OOC: screen freeze, double post, oopsy-doopsy.

 

[Sidney_1]

Cassidy knew that Simon must be watching her, perhaps he had even orchestrated this entire clinical exam of Kristen for their own personal sexual amusement. However, his demeanor, while non-traditional, was formal and respectful of Ms. Reynolds.

Cassidy had Kristen stretch her left arm above her head so she could have better access to her breast and so that Simon could be amused by her performance. She let her tongue brush against Kristen’s nipple at numerous angles until Kristen moaned in need and she imagined that the nipple was clearly protuberant for Simon to observe. Just as she began to suckle, she heard the familiar sound of Simon’s zipper.

Both she and Kristen gasped. After being instructed to continue, Cassidy complied, despite her own urgent need to see that cock and have it fill her once again. Clearly, it would have to wait until they were in private.

Kristen locked eyes with Dr. Idris and smiled as his massive erection popped into view, but was hidden from Cassidy. Oh my God, was he going to . . . fuck her here right in front of Cassidy? She was so turned on, that it would be nearly impossible to remain restrained.

Kristen licked her lips with anticipation. She could see the controlled, sexual hunger in Simon’s clear blue eyes. Both she and Cassidy gasped and startled once again as her panties ripped off of her. Kristen bent her knees and opened her legs, hoping he would be able to allow her to orgasm in a comfortable position.

Kristen knew she’d have to explain something to Cassidy. The beautiful brunette appeared to be in heat herself. Perhaps she had a clandestine, sexual relationship with Simon, too? She certainly seemed to defer to him, despite their professional association.

Kristen allowed her hand to caress Cassidy’s slim waist, back, and then lightly touched the side of her breast.

“Ms. Munson, you may hear or sense me responding to Dr. Idris’s exam with moans, groans, or other verbage. As part of my program, I am to receive regular semen donations and I need to be a willing participant under any condition. I. . . I know you’re blind-folded and might be confused or concerned, but please don’t be.”

And with that, Kristen felt no other explanation was needed and she returned the majority of her attention to that thick penis. With her breasts nearly relieved of the fullness. .. and that warm, purposeful tongue of Cassidy’s was driving her wild. . .her vagina was primed and ready for sex.

Kristen arched her back with excitement and bent her knees slightly upwards. Cassidy was now massaging both of her breasts and was slowly suckling the last drops of milk from her left breast.

Kristen glanced down at her full breasts, Cassidy’s body, and then Simon’s erection.

“Mmm. . .,” she whispered, almost shuddering with anticipation of that warm cock head brushing against her sex.

 

[saedo]

Cassidy paused for a moment as she heard a familiar sound of metal clicks. She'd removed the pants on enough men to know what a zipper sounded like. But if Simon was removing his pants . . . . Cassidy shuddered at the thought of his glorious erection being exposed.

"Ms. Munson, I know you’re blindfolded and might be confused or concerned by what you might hear, but please don’t be.” Kristen murmured.

"Yes, that's good advice, Ms. Munson," Simon added. "Just attend to Ms. Reynolds as you have been."

Cassidy stiffened slightly. The sound of torn clothing, Simon removing his pants, both of them warning her about strange noises . . . . The brunette had a sinking suspicion of just what was about to transpire. But no, surely Simon wouldn't do that to her. Not in front her.

Cassidy bit her lower lip as she heard Kristen cry out softly. Part moan, part whimper. There was a wet, fleshy sound as well. Simon grunted softly. Kristen moaned again. Cassidy whimpered herself. He was doing it. Simon was fucking this blonde right in front of her.

Simon plunged into Kristen, deliberately going a bit rougher than usual. He wanted to be noisy for the benefit of their blindfolded observer. He groaned a bit louder as his throbbing cock strained against Kristen's tight confines. Two different women in the space of an hour. This was turning into an excellent day.

 

[Sidney_1]

Despite her best effort to press her lips together and not make a sound, Kristen had moaned as Simon’s massive cock plunged into her depths. He was large, and it was a snug fit.

Kristen tried to breathe through the bit of pain and discomfort. Cassidy seemed to sense her tension, and slowed her attention at her nipple. Her breasts felt lighter, bouncier, now that they had been expressed of their fluids.

“Tha- thank you. . .Ms. Munson. I think that will do. . . “ Kristen whispered. Cassidy’s warm tongue ceased its dance over her nipples, but she kept her hands along the underside of Kristen’s breasts as they bounced from Simon’s thrusting force. Kristen was grateful for the support.

If this had to happen in front of another person, at least Cassidy was blind-folded! Kristen had never done anything this kinky. She knew Cassidy had to know what was occurring, but what could she do? She had agreed to do things which might not always be comfortable. . . perhaps both physically and emotionally.

Kristen knew she had to will her body, will her vagina to relax and accept what Simon was doing to her. As much as she wanted to climax, it seemed challenging under these circumstances.

Fortunately, Cassidy seemed curious, but she wasn’t freaking out. Kristen had to hope that Simon would explain his process to her at a later time.

 

[saedo]

Cassidy quit suckling at Kristen's breast as instructed. Not knowing what else to do, she stood still, her hands still resting on the blonde.

Was it really this loud when Simon fucked her? Ordinarily her senses were so overwhelmed by the massive cock stretching her pussy that she scarcely noticed anything beyond her own squeals. But Kristen was quieter than she, so Cassidy could clearly hear the sound of wet flesh on wet flesh. Dear Lord, the way Kristen's vagina squeaked as the mammoth pole slid in and out of her. It was just . . . obscene!

Cassidy couldn't remain passive. Her right hand hiked up her skirt and tugged her silk panties halfway down her thighs. "Oh my God," she moaned as her fingers found her tingling clit. She began to massage herself. An hour ago, she'd been so exhausted that she'd doubted she had any orgasms left in her. Now she was almost certain that she might go mad if she didn't cum soon.

Simon watched Cassidy fumble with herself. Still blindfolded, she seemed to not even care how brazenly she was masturbating in the center of the exam room. With the two women deep in the throes of passion, the visual quickly pushed him towards the brink.

Even with his legendary stamina refueled by a heady dose of Kristen's milk, he'd cum so many times earlier that his latest orgasm was slow to arrive. Still, his plump testicles were still up for the challenge. "Fuuuuuuuck!" he groaned through clenched teeth as his cock swelled and poured forth several fiery jets into Kristen's tight confines.

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen had never seen two people filled with such sexual fire before. Was it just their nature, her presence, or did it have to do with the effect of her milk?
By now, unable to remain still, Cassidy had lost all restraint and had hiked up her skirt and was touching herself and moaning with desire.

It was unmistakable that Kristen and Simon were fucking, and Kristen decided she’d have to let go of any last remnant of her shame about it if she was going to be able to orgasm with Simon. And dear God, she needed to orgasm.

Normally, she wasn’t able to orgasm just from intercourse, but something about seeing his massive erection—after hearing the zipper, the ripping of her underwear, his fierce need to enter her, and Cassidy’s moans—Kristen shut her eyes and tried to just focus on her own body’s needs. Kristen assumed that this was her one and only opportunity for intercourse, and given her libido, it would be a relief to let go. . . fuck, this was absolutely crazy.

Fortunately, despite Simon’s massive erection, he was able to keep a steady pace inside of her until her spirit and emotions were on the same course as her physical body. Kristen focused on the sensations—his beautiful penis was able to slide easily in and out of her due to her copious juices. The sounds of their bodies mating seemed to drive Cassidy wild.

Kristen reopened her eyes as she felt her body reacting and focused solely on Simon’s cock entering her.

“Mmmm, yes, give it to me. . .” Kristen whispered, and softly moaned as Simon picked up his driving force. Simon was now gritting his teeth, as if he was trying to last longer inside of her and was fighting his orgasm.

Kristen smiled; watching his expressions was such a turn-on for her. She knew he wanted her and it was an amazing feeling. She had the urge to talk dirty, a rarity, but held her tongue due to Cassidy’s presence.

Kristen’s body was already beginning to quiver, as Simon cursed in pleasure at his own deep release within her. He held her pelvis tightly to his, rubbing against her clit, and it was just enough to send her over the edge, too.

“Ohhh!” Kristen cried, as her body finally released its tension, too. Her vagina spasmed over and over again against Simon’s massive pole inside of her and it was almost too intense. The pleasurable sensation that started in her clit and vagina quickly shot down both of her legs and up to her chest and she found herself shaking with pleasure as her orgasm shot through her.

 

[saedo]

Cassidy could scarcely believe her ears. Simon had clearly just climaxed inside that woman! Right in front of her! Her pussy undulated inside her. The very thought of his thick load of warm semen flooding every bit of her not already filled by that glorious cock of his made her weak in the knees.

The sound of Kristen following Simon into orgasm proved too much for Cassidy. She bit her lower lip to muffle the sound, turning a stream of profanity into most un-ladylike grunts. She collapsed to her knees as her fingers massaged her twitching pussy.

Simon smiled triumphant at the tableau. He'd had two women before, but this was the first time he'd made both orgasm while only touching one of them. It was a pity that Cassidy did not live nearer. An encounter like this bore repeating.

He pushed back from Kristen, withdrawing from her depths. Her pussy clutched at his softening cock - an odd counterpart to how fiercely it resisted his entry when he was fully engorged. The pink grip resulted in an obscene squish as he exited.

He stood back and smirked. In addition to the mix of his and Kristen's fluids dripping out of each of them, Cassidy had left a pool of her own juices between her thighs. Fortunately, the office cleaning crew knew better than to ask questions about the messes they found.

Simon pulled up his pants and refastened the belt. He then stepped to Cassidy and gripped her upper arms as he hefted her to her feet. "Ms. Munson, you look like you might need to rest. Why don't you have a seat in my office while I finish up with my patient."

Cassidy nodded silently. After the fierce workout this afternoon, this last climax had left her woozy. She let Simon’s strong hands guide her forward. Moments later, the silk covering her eyes fell away and she found herself blinking in the hallway.

Simon stroked her cheek and then nodded in the direction of his office. He then withdrew back into the exam room, and shutting the door behind him.

Simon turned from the closed door to face Kristen. "I find you in excellent condition, Ms. Reynolds; your pregnancy appears to be proceeding well. Did you have any questions or concerns for me to address before I conclude the exam?"

 

[Sidney_1]

Kristen’s soft cries at orgasm were quickly followed by Cassidy’s dramatics. Apparently, even with a blindfold, Cassidy seemed to know exactly what she was feeling and experiencing and it was as if she wanted to be in Kristen’s place and be filled with that juicy, thick cock of Simon’s. Or, at least that’s what she said, along with a lot of other colorful and desperate language.

Kristen was still catching her breath and recovering from her intense orgasm when Cassidy dropped to the floor as her orgasm rocketed through her body. She literally crumbled onto the floor.

Kristen felt mildly jealous that Dr. Idris had to withdraw and tend to her. It did appear that the woman had been in some sort of sexual fever! As Simon tended to her and walked her out of the room, Kristen sat up and placed the gown over herself.

Simon had left a huge load of semen inside of her and the shift in position had caused more of his fluids to puddle onto the table. She slipped her ripped underwear off and tossed it into the trash.

Wow. That had to be the hottest, craziest sexual encounter that she had ever had. What the fuck? Who was Ms. Munson?

"I find you in excellent condition, Ms. Reynolds; your pregnancy appears to be proceeding well. Did you have any questions or concerns for me to address before I conclude the exam?"

“I’m glad. Yes, just a few questions and a request. I’ve never seen anyone react so intensely. Is there something wrong with my breast fluids? Will it be safe for my baby to drink? And, well, is it possible that you have an extra pair of panties that I can wear out of your office?”

Kristen knew she probably reeked of sex and his fluids were going to ooze out of her for at least the next 8 hours. She felt flushed and woozy herself. Her orgasm had been intense and Simon had taken her on quite an unexpected journey until he finally felt like she could cum.

“Oh, and will the libido effects of the precon continue throughout my pregnancy? For myself, I mean.”

Kristen had also wanted to ask who Ms. Munson was, was she his girlfriend, or someone he was screwing? But, she knew that this was none of her business and she was better off not knowing.

She was pregnant. She was healthy. She had never felt more vibrant and alive. There was a life growing inside of her. This was not a time to be jealous or possessive. And despite all the antics, he had given her everything that she had needed at all times. Kristen knew it was best not to ask questions or make personal requests, but there was a part of her that was so curious about how Dr. Idris conducted his personal and work relationships.

 

[saedo]

Is there something wrong with my breast fluids? Will it be safe for my baby to drink?

"No, not in the slightest," Simon demurred. "Yours is perhaps a bit more energy dense than most - a bit more cream than is typical. But it should provide very healthy sustenance for your baby. You have nothing to concern yourself in that regard."

And, well, is it possible that you have an extra pair of panties that I can wear out of your office?”

Simon grinned, glancing down to Kristen's thighs. A trickle of fluid curled down her legs. "Apologies, Ms. Reynold, but I'm afraid the office isn't equipped in that regard." His grin widened; the thought of Kristen stumbling out to her car with her knees locked amused him. "Perhaps you should bring a spare next time."

“Oh, and will the libido effects of the precon continue throughout my pregnancy? For myself, I mean.”

"That remains to be seen. The changes in hormones and your blood chemistry could have substantial effects on your libido. Some women find their interest in sex decreased - particularly those that experience that morning sickness. However, many also find their sex drive significantly enhanced. We will just have to wait and see how your condition develops."