"Careful, darling," I warned her. "I'm about to come if you keep all that action going."
I didn't know for sure if I should come in her mouth this first time, but after I spoke, she only moaned louder and increased her activities, almost retching as she tried to suck my cock deeper into her tiny mouth. The steamy grasping of her cheeks and the gagging of her throat, along with the tickling and petting of her little hands, broke all locks on my inside, and I felt the surge of thick creamy come pouring in spasms from my cock.
Her head snapped back an instant at the impact of the full load against the back of her throat; then she avidly whimpered and returned to the oral onslaught that she and I both loved so well. From the corners of her pink lips streamed the overflow of sperm that she was unable to swallow, gasp and gulp though she did. Both hands now grabbed my half-flaccid rod and she milked and stroked it to drain me of every lingering drop.
"Swallow that slick come, baby," I told her, and she got most of it down after that first heavy surge. As my cock shrank from her labored sucking, she pulled more and more of it into her mouth, and then I could feel the head of it bumping on the back of her throat. She held it there and swallowed several times. My knees began to get limp from the total drainage this child had given me, and I backed away, my huge cock falling from her stretched jaws with a sodden plop.
The little girl slumped back on the couch, her hands rubbing the hinges of her jaws, my white sperm still sliding from the corner of her smiling mouth.
"Goddam, that'd wear a girl's jaws out. But oooooh, it felt good, all that rich warm come pouring over my tongue and down my throat. I just love the taste of it, so thick and creamy. You damn near blew my tonsils out, but I love it – it's so sweet and yummy."
"My turn now, little one," I said as I pushed her back onto the couch and knelt before her. She spread her firm white thighs apart, put her hands under her butt and slid her pink young cunt up to my face. I let my tongue wander up and down the tender outside lips a few times, then halted at the top and nibbled her little clit. She writhed and moaned gently, then pushed herself further toward me. I sucked on her now-protruding bud some more, and slowly slid a finger, then two, into her snug pussy.
By wiggling and rotating my fingers, and putting more and more pressure on her sensitive clit, in time I had her coming, whimpering and pleading with me to "… stop, stop, I can't take it, oh, no more, yes right there, yes, more, oh, yes, yes, right there, ohhhhhh… " Her voice drifted away to a panting silence as she lay there, her big firm breasts rising and falling rhythmically as she returned from dreamland.
I felt her slide down a bit upon the two fingers that still impaled her little cunt, but I knew that she might be sore and raw from too much, too fast, so I withdrew and stood up, suggesting that we get dressed. She agreed reluctantly, and we quit, both of us smiling and happy.
I typed up a phony report for her mother, and she was sitting demurely in my lobby when her mother came to pick her up. I talked briefly with the mother, and we agreed that Betty would begin her counseling sessions on the following Monday, this being Saturday. I reassured her mother that the cost would be kept to a very minimum, and implied that only a few sessions would probably be needed to help Betty get straightened out emotionally.
I had had my office in this small Iowa town only a year when the word leaked out that forty teenagers had formed a sex club and were experimenting. The police cracked down immediately and scared them into informing on each other, so they got all the names, but when it turned out that most of the kids were from prominent families, the prosecution angle evaporated rapidly. There were three other M.D.'s in town, but I was the only licensed psychiatrist, so some of the parents thought I should examine and observe their kids. That was why Betty was sent to see me, and I had eight other appointments lined up for the coming week.
This was my meat, for I've always had a weakness for tender young cunt, the younger the better, and they just don't interest me after they get too old. But the feeling of tight firmness and tender warmth as my cock slides into a snug young pussy is a thrill that I'll trade for heaven any time. It looked as if I'd really lucked out here in Somerset.
Betty, my first of the sex club patients, had gotten very aroused in the few minutes it took to examine and probe, and when I inserted my finger, exploring for her hymen, she had wiggled and giggled and a flood of lubrication told me she was ready, willing, eager, and able. When she thrust harder against my exploring finger, trying to get more and more of it up her, I gambled that she liked her fucking, and the gamble had paid off handsomely. I looked forward to our steady "counseling" session with a hungry and horny anticipation.
Chapter 2
My first appointment on Monday was with young Tony, an eighteen-year-old who had been sent by his father, a druggist in Somerset. I rapidly took the usual case history on him, then leaned back to establish some rapport with him.
"How old were you when you first experienced sex, Tony?" I asked. He averted his eyes and studied the tops of his shoes. I could see he was going to be a reluctant counselee.
"I was eighteen the first time I jacked off," I told him. "Then a couple years later I first laid a girl," I continued. "That's generally how it goes with us men."
"Yeah," he said shyly. "Me, too." I reasurred him that anything he told me was in complete confidence, that not even a court order could force me to reveal one single thing that he said, nor would I ever volunteer anything to anyone, not even his parents. Then he opened up.
"Betty phoned me Saturday night when my folks were out. We aren't supposed to even talk to each other outside of school. That applies to all of the kids that got caught in the club. Anyway, she said you could be trusted, that you were on our side, not our folks'. So I'll tell you everything, I guess, Doc."
Then the whole story came tumbling out: how three older girls, seniors in high school, had got Tony and his buddy Bill to undress and "play doctor" one day at the house of one of the girls. The girls all took turns jacking them off and sucking them and introducing both boys into the intricacies and mysteries of the female pleasure valley.
Bill and Tony soon thought of themselves as real men of the world, and imposed upon a pair of eighteen-year-old classmates to strip and let them explore outside and inside. It soon developed that the girls enjoyed it as much as the boys, so Bill and Tony soon invited other friends of theirs to participate. The two young girls spread the word of all the fun to be had. They all finally decided to make a formal club of the group, with an initiation fee and dues. Any new member had to engage in intercourse with the three initiation committee officers, and this fortunate duty rotated after each new member was broken in. The boys initiated the girls, and vice versa.
The club did not allow going steady between club members or screwing or other sex outside the club. The boys voted on girls, officers and vice versa, based upon the eagerness, talent, enthusiasm, endurance, and variety of the sex acts that each candidate was willing to perform. Election night (the kids called it "erection night") was an orgy of voluptuous campaigning as each and every kid strove to impress the opposite sex with his (or her) talent, variety, and experience.