Sex me Doctor

The instant I saw him walk into the room, my body set on fire in places I had long forgotten about. It had been four years and 6 months since my husband left me. To go through with this was so unlike me. Sex without love? How is that even remotely possible. Your body is a temple and all that, right?

The room was specifically designed to keep anyone calm. Scented candles glowing low setting the ambience. There was a sectional surrounding a shaggy rug that I had been sitting on waiting. then there was a huge chair in the middle of the room that would've been out of place, but it seemed to fit the occasion. I shook my head, trying to fight the thoughts swirling through them.

My sense went out the big glass window next to me as he stepped closer calm and collect. Young and muscular. Tall with the broadest shoulders. I bit into my lip to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

"Evelyn, you seem nervous." He noticed as he sat in the grand chair in the middle of the room. His fingers did a small gesture that came off way to sexual. "Come here."

The few strands in my face started to annoy me as I moved forwards causing me to grab them and push them behind my ear. Forcing my body to move to sit in his lap was a chore. His legs apart waiting for me. Despite my best efforts to protest, I found myself sitting in his lap needing his touch like a mad woman.

His hand touched my cheeks and gently moved downwards to my neck, down my collar bone, and opened my button down shirt. Our eyes locked for a few moments. There was something in his depths I couldn't see due to my own need and throbbing pussy. It was becoming hard to focus on the neverending scream inside my mind. Once he leaned forward and his mouth touched my neck, my heart beat skyrocketed along with my pulse.

I pressed more into him sitting on his lap like he was Santa Clause and my present was his cock. Feeling his hand caressed my right breast from inside the shirt, sent more flames to my inner core. His big hands covered the full lush of my chest as he used the space between his thumb and pointy finger to massage my already hard nipple. Just a gentle squeeze was all it took to have me squirming against him.

"I shouldn't do this." I panted in his shoulder.

"No you shouldn't," he replied as his hands traveled down to my stomach which bunched in knots, then unbuttoned my jeans.

"No i mean...I really shouldn't. It's been..." My breath hitched inside my throat as a finger insterted into my vagina. The same motion he gestured for me to come to him was the same motion he used inside of me. My fists bunched into his shirt then. I lost all train of thought.

Spreading my legs wider apart, he leaned and whispered in my ear. "Want me to stop?"

Dare I say no. This was the most alive my body felt in years. If he could do this with just his hand I only imagined what he could do with his cock.

"Tell me." He pressed further in now allowing him room for two fingers. "Do you want me to stop?"

I could only shake my head as a moan escaped my lips. I could hear him smirk as he released me from his spell, pulling his fingers out and lifting me up. He placed me back on the chair gently and began to undress revealing his cock and all its glory. Straight with its pink tip and smooth shaft. No wonder he was called the best. To far in now to stop.

Grabbing my pants as if reading my mind, he pulled them down. Then opened my shirt, but not taking it off. Part of my fantasy. His mouth took over the hard nipples, hot and wet, using suction from his throat to make them even more sensitive. Swiping across with his tongue just to gently blow on them was the most erotic thing any man had ever done for me. My breast tingled and wetness pooled down again.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds to catch my breath, but before I could even think about anything else his cock brushed against my entrance and I could my walls clench and tighten. His broad head teased my clit this time pressing closer and closer for me to open to him.

"Relax. Trust me."

He grabbed my legs lifting them to his side as I laid ass hanging off the chair, but his steady frame held me firm so I wouldnt fall. I doubt he would allow me to go anywhere at this point. The tip eased into my pussy slowly, pushing my walls to the side to make room for the invasion. All I had to hold onto was the arm of the chair as I bite my lip trying not to scream. Good thing I was wet beyond reason to allow the shaft to move in as well with no pain.

A minute or so passed by and there was a slow in and out rhythm now. Driving me insane from pleasure. Before long I couldn't hold it in any longer. Moans escaped I tried to catch and muffle but my body was in ecstasy. My legs were lifted over his shoulders now as he crouched low leaving no space in between us. I could feel EVERYTHING. My god it was too much.

"I'm about to..." I couldn't even speak anymore as my toes curled and my legs clamped. There was a floating sensation and then my pussy clamped around his cock smothering the life out of him. Unfortunately, to my dismay, he made no noises or even seemed to break a sweat. I was breathing like a ran a mile.

"Turn over." The command sent new sensations to my core as I obeyed, resting against the back of the chair with my ass up and exposed. A heartbeat or two went by before there was a loud smack on my ass I wasn't prepared for. Which I should've been it was what I wanted.

His hand spread my booty cheeks apart to ease his cock back in. A moan escaped me then, feeling a little wild and less reserved.

"Tell me what you want me to do." His voice echoed through the haze of bliss as he placed love bites on my back, rocking his hips back and forward in a slow passionate movement.

I paused not sure how to say I wanted. Too afraid of how it would sound. Would I turn him off? Would I even recognize myself after this? The answer was no, but it wasn't a bad thing. My problem with my husband was I didn't branch out from the norm. I was always so reserved that I forgot that sex can actually be fun with the right partner. Besides here I had nothing to lose. No one to judge me.

"Fuck me."

He grabbed my hair with a slight tug that caused me to arch into him more.

"What was that?" He asked, playfully in my ear.

"Fuck me!" I screamed out as the pounding of flesh started to fill the room. My ass slapping against his pelvis was a very erotic sound. His hands still holding on to my hair, pressing me further into the chair, but loving every second. My second orgasm threatened to consume me as I cried out.

"Awww shit! Shit! Yes right there."

Another slap on my ass sent my mind swirling and pussy clenching. This time harder than the last. No time for resting as my orgasm hadn't subsided before I was pulled down the chair and my left leg lifted into the air as he fucked me sideways, one leg up and the other down. There was no time to catch my breath. His cock now hitting what I know to be the G-Spot caused me to feel I had to pee and I became wetter with each thrust as if I was some slip n slide.

The sound of staring mac n cheese was now in the air with the slapping against my butt against his thighs. This man was doing amazing things to my body and not only that made me feel beautiful in the midst of all this craziness.

"You are so wet for me. You must like getting fucked after all." he thrust harder into me, rough and fast. I closed my eyes. This building orgasm was sure to take me out. All I could do was hold on for dear life as my last orgasm caused my whole body to shake and I screamed. Actually screamed. Something I never experienced before.

I just held onto the chair while he pulled out to clean himself off. I glanced at his penis to see all my cream but he was still hard. I frowned.

"Hey you didn't?"

"No. It's fine. My job is to make sure you are satisfied." He held his hand to lift me up.

My legs were so wobbly I wasn't sure I would be able to stand straight. A few moments later I was handed a wet towel to clean up and given the directions to the shower.

"Thank you for your business. I hope you are satisfied and that I see you again Evelyn Madison."

"I surely will Jason Sanders."