Friday, February 10, 2012

Explicit Confessions - Continued

Part 2
Audio Interview

So how did it start?  Some of you may know this already and some of you might not:  Inmates are extremely crude when a woman is present.  They say any and everything that they haven’t been able to do to a woman that they would like to do. 
     As, I’d mentioned before, I have a high sex drive.  I also love to talk dirty so for me, this job was an absolute dream.  I loved being around them and listening to them say things that they thought were embarrassing me. 
     They would comment on my tits (which are large).  Telling me they were going to lick and suck the big brown nipples.  They told me how they were going to hold me down and shove their fingers up my asshole.  They asked me how my cunt lips tasted…all sort of wonderful things like that. 
     My first few weeks on the job I was a masturbating mess.  Some days I didn’t even wait until I got home to satisfy myself.  When I did make it home, I would masturbate to two or three orgasms, just thinking about everything they had said to me.   I was wishing like hell that just one of them would make a move and try to squeeze a nipple or something. 
     But no one ever did. 
     So one day, I called an inmates bluff.
     A young man was being transferred out of my facility and into another which required a physical.  Because he had been in this facility for a while, he was pretty important and was respected in the gang that he belonged to. 
     Naturally having to go to a new prison meant that he would have to rise through the ranks once again; which translates into a lot of fighting.  Therefore he was not happy about the transfer.  In fact, he was pissed. 
     He took it out on me. 
     That particular day I was feeling really unsatisfied as I’d been out on a blind lunch date earlier, thinking that it might lead to a dinner & dick date later on that night.  But nope.  Didn’t happen.  So I was annoyed with thoughts of another vibrator evening. 
     Anyway, I’ll call the inmate Ricky to protect the innocent and satisfied.  Ricky walked into my examining room looking like a chiseled God. 
     Broad chest; nice cut arms, flat abs. 
     He was gorgeous.  Don’t ask me about his face, cause who the hell was paying any attention to that! 
     I was to give him a full physical exam so he was naked with only a thin sheet covering his cock.  But remember;  he was pissed. 
     He was sitting up on my table and as soon as I walked into the room he removed the sheet and spread his legs.  I could barely breathe because he was rock hard.  Of course he misinterpreted my look as shock and disgust.  He proceeded to try and disgust me further. 
     “Hey Doc.  You think you can help me out with this? It’s been like this for a couple of weeks now.  I don’t know what to do with it.  It hurts.” 
     He grabbed the tip of his shaft and squeezed it.  Clear pre-cum oozed out of the purple head.  I just stood there and watched while his hand slid down to the base then back up to the tip where he squeezed it again. 
     “This is the only thing that will make it stop hurting,” he said, still stroking.  “But after a few minutes, something shoots out of it, then it gets stiff and starts to hurt again.  Watch….I’ll show you.”  
     My feet were glued to the floor as his hand collected the pre-cum from the tip and used it as lube on the rest of his dick.  He squeezed and stroked his dick hard.  I opened my mouth to say something to him but nothing came out.
     “Its getting ready to happen,” he said, breathing hard.  Since I’d stopped wearing bras to work a long time ago, my nipples were pressed hard against the rough cotton lab coat, aching to be set free. 
     “Its coming…its coming…,” he said.
     A low moan escaped my throat as his body shook on the table.  Thick streams of sperm oozed out of his cock and over his hand that still pumped his dick.   Just as he’d told me earlier, his dick didn’t go down. 
     I thought he’d been joking. 
     “See what I mean,”  he said with a smirk on his face. 
     He was expecting me to run from the room but instead I threw him a towel for his hands, walked forward and attached my mouth to his shaft.  He inhaled sharply, surprised by what I what I was doing.
     “Oh, shit,”  he said and laughed.  “Yeah baby, suck that fucking dick.” 
     His cursing and street language made me even hornier, something I thought was impossible.  All my life I’d wanted to go off of my instincts.  To let my pussy and my need for orgasms rule me. And that day, I did it.  It was like a dream come true.
     I sucked and slurped his dick, shaking because I’d wanted it so bad.  He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up off of him. 
    “Sit on it,”  he said.
     Of course I didn’t do what he said.  I had to let him know that I was in charge, so I shook my head.  “I remember you told me you wanted to know how my pussy tasted.  Remember?” I said smiling. 
     He laughed and I pushed him back onto the table.  I quickly stripped off my pants, stepped out of my thongs and climbed onto the table straddling his head. 
     He stuck out his tongue, lapping at the outside of my pussy, wanting the juices that had already escaped.  I sat up straight to look down and see what he was doing.  I spread my lips with my fingers and lifted his head to my pussy, feeding it to him. 
     That big tongue attacked my clit like he was starving for me.  My ass cheeks clenched on his chest as I moved against his mouth.  I licked my hand and slid it behind me grabbing his dick.  He attached his whole mouth to my pussy and sucked my clit hard, as if it were a small cock.  I let go of him and leaned forward, smothering him with my cunt.  I bounced my ass on his face, humping his mouth wanting to come. 
     “Spank me!”  I said to him.  His large hands palmed my ass and gave the cheeks a few loud whacks.  I screamed for him to spank me harder.  Now I’d never been spanked in my life so I don’t know where the hell I’d gotten that from. 
     But he did as he was told and slapped my bottom, growling like he was eating his last meal.      The slurping and slapping noises threw me over the edge.  Knowing that I needed to keep quiet, I shoved my fist into my mouth just as my body exploded. 
     I had one of the most intense orgasms in my life.  Ricky held me against his face, not letting me get away while he sucked my clit and drank everything that poured out of my pussy. 
     When I was done, he helped me up because my legs were too shaky to do it by myself.  I positioned my hole over his dick and dropped onto him.  He sat up and put those huge arms under my legs to help me bounce on him. 
     With my hands on his shoulders I moved up and down, gripping and squeezing his cock.  I bit my lip as tears of sheer pleasure sprang to my eyes.  I vowed right then and there that I would not let myself miss out on all this dick that was within my grasp. 
     After a few minutes I wanted to change positions.
     “Get behind me,”  I told him. 
     We quickly got off of the table and I bent over it.  He grabbed my shoulders and slipped his thick meat into me.  My face was smashed into the thin padding of the table, but I didn’t care.  I placed my fingers in between my legs, found my clit and rubbed as hard and fast as my fingers would work. 
     Ricky was behind me stabbing at my pussy.  He knew just as I did, that the guard would be coming for him soon. 
     Drops of sweat fell from him face onto my ass cheeks as he grunted.  I didn’t give a damn about him finishing, I just needed to cum again before that guard came back. 
     I slammed back against him, grinding my pussy onto my fingers and moaned into the table.  My clit was so hard I thought it was going to pop.  I spread my lips and legs wider and felt my pussy start to lurch hard around his dick.  I screamed into the table and squeezed my eyes shut feeling every inch of his cock inside of me.  Lucky for him, he started to come at the same time.  When he was done, he collapsed on my back.
     Two seconds later the guard knocked on the door.
     “We’re just about done,”  I said in the most professional voice I could manage. 
     I was still a shaking mess, as I pushed myself away from the table and quickly fixed my clothing.  I looked in the mirror surprised that my glasses had actually stayed on throughout the whole thing.
     Five minutes later, I was alone in my office, catching my breath amazed that I hadn‘t done this sooner.  I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled.  I’d hit the fucking jackpot! 
     I mean, yes these men were in prison, but they were still men.  Some of them, a lot of them were very attractive men!  I couldn’t believe that I had wasted so much time by not taking advantage of the situation. 
     I know what you might be thinking, I could really get myself into trouble for this but who and the hell is going to tell!  Its not like I do this with every single inmate that comes into my office, just a select few and of course the ones that are on their way out. 
     Its still a risk, I know, but I’m not gonna stop until I am forced to. So, I guess when you see the story on the news, you’ll know it was me and that all this guilt free coming finally caught up with me.
Name - Withheld
Location - Withheld
Type - General Practice
Age - 36

Copyright © 2009 T.M. Williams writing as Adonna Lane
All Rights Reserved World Wide. Reproduction in whole or in part in any form or medium without express written permission is prohibited.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Explicit Confessions - Sexual Healing

This book is basically doctors confessing the nasty little things they do to and with their patients.
Read on....

Part 1
Audio Interview

I do this on a regular basis.  I’m not going to try and make myself look better by pretending to be a victim of my desires.  Like I saw him and suddenly succumbed to the quivering between my legs….bullshit. 
     I do this all of the time and I love it.  You could probably write five books just on all of the shit I’ve done since I’ve been working here. 
     I Love It 
     I mean the guys are absolutely desperate and starving for sex.  They are rough and big…my God…you have no idea how big some of them are.  And I’m talking everywhere. 
     I know that the women of the world would trade places with me easily if they had access to the giant dicks that I now get to touch and examine and whenever I want.  And I’ve made it all a part of my job.  I’m able to do this in the name of the law.  All behind bars.
     My official title is a General Practitioner.  My patients are inmates at a Correctional Institute.  My job is to examine men that come in to our facility for various reasons.  When they first get locked up, I examine them.  When they are sick or hurt, they come to me. 
      The men that I fuck are prisoners.  Some of them haven’t touched a woman in over ten years.  Can you imagine?  Haven’t felt yourself between warm soft thighs in ten years. 
And you ask why I fuck them?
     Why indeed!  These men love me.  
     But I’ll answer the question which was: why do I fuck the inmates versus men on the street.  I am not a gorgeous woman.  I can be honest with myself.  I have short dark brown hair and freckles.  I’m considered overweight because of all those damned fashion magazines.  I have to wear glasses because contacts don’t work with me. So as you can see, I’m not a supermodel. 
    I know exactly what I’m getting.  I see the entire body of the men before I approach them.  I know what’s in between their legs.  Do I get that information with men on the street?  Absolutely not.  How many women have complained about going home with someone and being disappointed when they see what he has between his legs. 
Ladies it is the motion of the ocean but the size is a factor.  Don’t fool yourselves. 
     I don’t have that problem.  I see a big dick.  If I want it, I can get it.  
     I also fuck them because who is going to find out?  What man in jail is going to turn me down when their options are their hands or their cellmates.  Besides inmates lie all the time about a guard or other doctors and no one believes them. 
     Unless I am caught in the act…I’ll never get caught.
     I have to also tell you that the inmates are always shocked when they end up getting some type of sexual service from me.  But, despite my nerdy appearance and book-worm intelligence, I have a libido out of this world.  Every chance I get I want to come. 
     Orgasms are my hobby. 
     But, again, the men aren’t actually beating my door down and I pretty much got tired of dildos, vibrators and my good ‘ol phalanges.  

Stay tuned for part 2

Copyright © 2009 T.M. Williams writing as Adonna Lane
All Rights Reserved World Wide. Reproduction in whole or in part in any form or medium without express written permission is prohibited.

Monday, February 6, 2012

Playing Possum

My best friend Louise was going away for several days with her new boyfriend to Vegas.  At the last minute, the woman she was going to pay to dog and house sit cancelled on her.  Her son, Shawn was also going out of town and couldn’t do it either.
     So Louise asked me to do it and, of course, I agreed.
     Rather than going back and forth to the house to check on things, I just figured it’d be easier to stay there. Besides, Lou was very successful and her place was awesome.   She had a pool and everything.  I would just have myself a little vacation while I was there.  Lou’s housekeeper would arrive a full day before she got back just to make sure everything was in order, so why not?
     Friday afternoon, I called a few friends to plan something for Saturday night.  I was planning on about fifteen to twenty people coming.
     On Saturday, once everyone arrived we began doing jell-o shots and playing drinking games. Before I knew it, we were all pissy drunk.
     I’d invited my ex-boyfriend thinking I’d get myself a little cock after the party was over. 
     Boy was I in for a surprise.
     During the party, I flirted with him, even letting my nipple slip out of my loose fitting halter top once. I was too drunk to notice that he wasn’t really paying that much attention to me.
     About three hours into the party, I noticed that some of the guests were missing, so I went on a little hunt, titillated by where and in what positions I might find them in.
     Out back by the pool, I saw Sherry, this cute red head riding an unidentified male. She saw me, giggled, waved and kept on bouncing.  I watched her for a few minutes getting hornier as the seconds went by.  She had an amazing set of nipples that she squeezed and twisted while she rode the mystery man.  I finally turned my back and went looking for Kevin, my ex.  I wanted to fuck.
     Passing other rooms I walked in on people at various stages of sex.  In Louise’s master bedroom, I found a disappointing shock.  Kevin was reclined on the bench at the foot of Lou’s bed getting his cock swallowed by some woman that I didn’t even invite to the party. 
     I couldn’t believe it!
     The fire that had been blazing in my pussy subsided and anger surged up.  I kicked everyone out of the house, horrified by what I’d just seen.
     After the house was empty, the throbbing in my crotch resurfaced.  I thought about calling Kevin and asking him to come back, but pride wouldn’t let me.  Instead I laid down on the bed and started to work my clit.  Just as I was getting into it, I heard noises downstairs.  Alarmed, I sat up and listened.  I recognized Shawn, Louise’s 20 yr old son’s voice.
     He was talking on his cell-phone, telling someone that he was just coming by to check the house and that he would be meeting them in ten minutes.
     Shawn was a little nerdy.  No doubt that the only people he was probably meeting were male. According to Louise, he’d never even had a girlfriend.
     As he walked up the steps still chattering on his cell, naughty little ideas formed in my head. I threw myself down on Lou’s king sized bed with my face down and my ass exposed.
     Shawn’s voice got to the entrance of the bedroom then paused.  I heard him whisper something quietly into the phone then the soft snap of the cell phone being closed.
     My legs were spread and of course I'd made sure to arch my back just enough to open my ass and pussy for him.  I wanted to make sure he’d gotten a good look, and judging by how hard he was breathing, I would say that he did.
    Come and touch it, I wanted to scream to him.  But I knew that he was a nerd.  If I spoke or even moved too suddenly, I’d probably scare him off.
     Instead I feigned a sleepy little moan and brought one knee up under my stomach, which opened everything even more.
     He inhaled sharply but didn’t make a move.  I assumed that he was assessing the room, wondering if this was some sort of prank.  I'm sure he took in the half empty bottle of Jose Cuervo on the dresser (left there by Kevin) and guessed that I was drunk.  Of course, I was more than happy to play the part.  I made a few more sleepy noises and rotated my ass slowly.
     “Oh my God!” he whispered.
     I knew he was fighting with himself, wondering if he should take advantage of the drunken passed out woman.  His head said no, but his dick was begging, pleading with him to do it.
     I helped him make his decision.  I gently humped my ass in the air, moaned.
     The next thing I knew he was loosening his belt and breathing like he was having an asthma attack. That damn breathing was so loud, I was tempted to turn and look at him to make sure he wasn't having a heart attack or worse; jerking off.
     I heard shuffling as he walked slowly towards the bed.  He reached out and shook the bed, checking to see if I would wake up.
     “Hello,” he whispered.
     Of course I didn’t reply. He tried again.
     “Hello,” he said, louder and bolder this time.
     No answer from me.  He was all set to go.
     Seconds later, I felt his hand between my legs. A thick finger slid inside my already wet hole. He waited a second, then he slid in another.
     I wanted to pump my ass up against them, but didn’t want him to run. So I stayed still, mentally urging him to screw me with those fat fingers. He tentatively put his wet finger on my clit and rubbed slowly.
     But I said nothing.
     He rubbed around down there for a few minutes, making me crazy and wetter than I thought possible.  Finally he climbed on the bed and situated himself behind me.  A second later I felt his cock poking around near my hole.  He couldn’t find it so I shifted my ass slightly and felt him slide in.
     “Oh shit!” he whispered.
     This kid had a nice piece of equipment!
     I kept my ass still and enjoyed feeling his cock inside me.  He made slow jerky movements hissing and whimpering as he attempted to fuck me.  I tried to come, squeezing his dick with my muscles, but before my pussy got that far, his cock started twitching.  He grabbed a pillow and shoved it into his mouth as he dumped his load in me.  When he was finished, he slid out of me and onto the bed.
     Of course I was extremely annoyed but what could I do? Any movement by me would blow my cover.
     Still horny as hell, I waited for him to get up and leave so I could go find a cucumber, hairbrush or something to satisfy my aching twat.  To my surprise, Nerd-boy got it back up. He got behind me again and proceeded to wear my pussy out like he’d been fucking for years.  He grabbed my hips and expertly shoved his rod in and out of my flesh, making sure he didn’t go off too quickly this time.  I gritted my teeth while he tapped my sweet spot with firm steady strokes.
     When my pussy erupted, it took him by surprise.
     “Wow!” He exclaimed as my cunt shook and gripped his dick, squeezing and releasing it. He started to pound in and out of me quickly wanting to get his second nut. I couldn’t help it, the jig was up because my hands flew to my clit. When I came again, I wanted it to last. I found my lucky button and stroked it hard and fast till my body began to explode again. 
     He cursed when my second orgasm hit and it threw him over the top. He whined like a little boy while he came a second time.
     When he was done he fell back onto his back alternating “oh shits” and “oh boys".  My back was beginning to hurt so I flattened myself out into a more comfortable position.
     But I never opened my eyes.
     Throughout the rest of the night Shawn fucked me two more times, and even flipped me over to teach himself how to eat pussy.  It took him a minute to find it, but he finally worked his clumsy fat tongue around my clit and managed to make me come again.
     And I still didn’t open my eyes.
     To this day, we have never acknowledged what happened.  But I’ve told Louise that I would house sit whenever she needed me to.

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