Don Keye

Finding True Lust

Chapter 1

"Fuck me, Doc. C'mon, put it in. Bet you're scared to," she taunted. I gazed down at her lush, ripe fifteen-year-old body, the full breasts and rounded hips with their exciting triangle of soft hair standing out against the creamy whiteness of her skin, and I knew, just as sure as the sun would rise in the east, that I was going to fuck the hell out of her.

I gently stroked and pried apart the tender pink lips of her cunt, and let my fingers stray up to her clitoris. As I massaged it softly but rapidly, her eyes closed and a dreamy smile played over her lips. "Oooooooohh, that's good, Doc. Keep it up and I'll rape you." She opened her eyes and began to laugh. "Let's race, to see who rapes who. C'mon – you aren't chicken, are you?" Her hand strayed over the edge of my examining table and rubbed my crotch, which was already beginning to swell. "Hey! Old Doc's getting horny. Oh God, that's a big one. Let's have a party. Please." Her voice was plaintive and whimpering; she was writhing and begging me now.

The exciting thrill of entering this teenage girl was almost more than I could bear, and I waited not a moment longer. I slid my slacks and shorts off and she grabbed my tumescent cock in both hands, her eyes widening.

"Jesus! I've never seen one that big. Oh, boy, you are really hung, Doc!" She leaned back with a smile. "Just take it easy at first, and I'll try to take it all. Boy, if the other girls only knew… " Her voice drifted off as she fondled my cock with both hands, her tiny fingers unable to completely encircle its girth, her fingertips gently stroking its veined surface, its pulsing and throbbing almost making her lose her grip.

I lifted onto the table over her, fingered the lips of her moist cunt apart and slowly inserted just the head of my tool. Her sharp intake of breath and the passionate warmth of her tiny cunt almost made me come. I slowly inched a little more into her, and could feel the tight hot sides of her pussy gripping my cock. Nothing, but nothing, can ever replace that feeling of total sex that a grown man gets when he enters a tiny young cunt.

"More. Give me more. Slow and easy… but oh, Christ, I want it. This is the biggest and best I've ever had, Doc. Yours is bigger and longer than my Dad's, and that's saying something." She arched her hard young body up against me and soon we were working together rapidly.

I was afraid to sink my shaft into her to the hilt, as I didn't want to tear her apart, but each minute she kept pushing further against it, and I could soon feel the head bumping viciously against the mouth of her little womb, and knew that she was taking all that it was possible to cram into her tender cunt.

I felt her cunt muscles tighten even more on the length of my rod, and her thighs stiffened against my back as her orgasm crept closer. She had all this time kept up a moaning, begging litany of desire and ecstasy.

"Oooooohh, good, good, good, Daddy, more, more, don't stop Jee – sus! Fill me, stuff me with that big cock, yes, do it to me, to me, yes yes YES! Fuck me Doc fuck me ram it in ram it ALL in oh god I love it I love it! I'm coming I'M COMING YES YES!"

I felt the total, insane ecstasy of her body and mind and soul saturate our meeting, and it triggered off an explosion in my loins that I hadn't felt so thoroughly in a long time. It had been all I could do the last five minutes to hold off. Her wild abandon loosed my hold, and the pulsing, streaming waves of come shot forth from my cock into her eager cunt. Stuffed as she was with my cock, I felt it surge against the end of her pussy and break like a tidal wave upon the mouth of her little womb. Then, as I backed off a bit, the stream of come poured from her twitching cunt. I looked down at my half-limp tool, still partly inside the raw pink slit, and saw the glistening cunt-lips of the young girl saturated with my jism and it slowly began running down her creamy thighs. She had been filled to overflowing with my lust and passion, and she lay back, spent, her breasts heaving with her sensuous breathing, a soft smile on her mouth as her mind whirled through the dreamy lassitude that follows a total mind-blowing fuck.

I withdrew slowly and felt the warm clasping of her cunt as it reluctantly surrendered my sated cock, and told her, "We'd better get you a blotter and clean you up, little babydoll – thy cup runneth over."

She grinned. "You're telling me. I can feel it – warm and wonderful up in me, and hot and trickly down my legs. My god, Doc, you must've shot a gallon up in me. It felt wonderful – like I was on fire. Oh, that was, perfect, Doc. I didn't know if I could take it all, but I sure as hell wanted it."

She sat up and slid gingerly off the table.

"Whew! I wasn't sure I'd be able to stand up. Christ, I'm tired. But a real happy-tired, lover. Boy, oh boy – that was the best ever, by a long shot!" She walked gently over to the lavatory and cleaned up, smiling all the while. We both dressed and went to my private office.

"Hey, Doc, I'm gonna need a session like that every day," she said with an impish smile. "I wouldn't've argued with Mom so long if I'd known psychiatric treatment was that good."

"No, babydoll," I told her. "We can't make it every day. Your mother sent you to me to see, first, if you were still a virgin, and secondly, to get counseling and treatment if you weren't. Because you kids didn't handle your sex club very intelligently is the reason that you all got into this mess. You'd never have gotten caught if you'd been smart and kept it limited to just a few of you." I lit a cigarette and leaned back. "Now, I felt like I could trust you -"

"You can, man, I promise," she interrupted. "What we just had is what I want and need. I won't tell. I don't want to lose the best fuckin' I've ever had," she grinned.

"O.K.," I said. "I dig young girls – always have – and I think you're just about the greatest. You're willing and eager, and you already know how much fun fucking is. Well, what you had was just a sample. I'll teach you a million things, all of them wild and wonderful and probably illegal as hell, and we can have a real good thing going, but it has to be done exactly as I say. Understood and agreed?" I asked. "Yes, Doc, you're the boss. Just don't make it too long in between times, will ya? You can't make it too long while we're doing it," she added mischievously. She squirmed and rubbed her crotch. "God! I'm getting horny just remembering that last fuck!"

"Don't worry," I told her. "I want your tender young body as much as you want mine, love. What we'll do is this: I'll certify to your mother that your cherry is still intact, that apparently you never had participated in any intercourse in the sex club, and that you don't really need psychiatric help, but that a course of guidance and counseling is indicated. I'll recommend counseling on Monday, Wednesday and Friday of each week to start. How does that sound? It'll take the heat and pressure off you at home, and I'll need your loving at least three times a week." I smiled at her. "In fact, I could use some more right now."

"Hell yes, Doc," she said, undressing as she spoke. I led her to the big couch in my office.

My cock was already enlarging at the thought of again entering the snug cunt of this child, and by the time I disrobed again, it was at its full length. She grabbed it with both hands as she sat on the couch and I stood before her.

"Let me warm up first," she said. "It's still a little sore and tender from that first time. I never had so much cock jammed into me before. All we had were those damned little boys in the club – no real men."

She placed her smiling lips around the head of my tool. It was all she could do, by practically yawning, to surround the flared head of my cock, and I felt her straining and gulping to get past the purple corona. Her tiny hands traced the full length of the shaft, feeling its throbbing veins and muscle ridges, and this only increased my desire and size. I felt her tongue race around the rim of the head, then dart back and forth along the underside. The gentle tickling of her hot tongue made my old pecker spring to its fullest length, and she moaned with delight as she struggled valiantly to cram more and more of the meat into her little mouth. Her long hair flew around my thighs as she bobbed and leaned forward, and one hand crept down to gently grasp and cuddle my heavy-hung bag. As she found my large, filled-to-bursting balls, she cradled them tenderly with one small hand while the other massaged my shaft its full length, all the time her hot wet mouth enveloping the head and a couple of inches of cock.

"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.

I asked Tony what he liked best. He said, "All of it, but the only trouble is that these are all just silly young girls. It was a lot better at first, when Bill and I were balling those seniors. In fact, I'd like to have a real grownup woman. I've seen my mother undressed, and believe me, I'd a lot sooner have a big, full-breasted woman than any of these young chicks."

We chatted a little further, then I dismissed him, reminding him that thrice-weekly meetings were scheduled. "Sure," he replied, "I'll be here. You're the first grownup I've ever found that I can talk to."

My next appointment was at four, after school, with Betty. I had no secretary, as my meager clientele up till now didn't warrant the added expense. A bell in the office door notified me when someone entered. It rang at four sharp, and I opened the door between the office and the lobby. There was Betty – but not alone. With her was a girl I took to be eighteen or nineteen, a slim little long-haired blonde with a well-developed bust.

"Doc, this is Linda," Betty introduced us. "She's my best friend, and her mother has been bugging her all week to try to make her come and see you for counseling. My mom talked to her mom and recommended you. Can she come with me for my counseling session?" She hesitated. "I know I promised I wouldn't tell anyone, but Linda knows. It just sorta slipped out." She grinned up at me. "Don't be mad, Doc, she's good. You'll find out."

I locked my office door and motioned the girls into my office. I followed the high-assed, mini-skirted little girls down the hall and noticed approvingly the soft rolling hips on Linda. She was small, about five-one, and slim, but her ass-cheeks filled her tight skirt voluptuously and she knew it – you could tell by that slow, undulating walk of hers. We no sooner entered the office than Betty started stripping down, and I noticed Linda doing the same, only more slowly.

Linda had no panties under her skirt, and I watched admiringly as she pulled her sweater over her head. Her waist was tiny, and her pubic hairs were scanty and thin and, being as blonde as she was, were almost invisible. My eyes roved upward and I did a double take. Her sweater was off and she was reaching back to unfasten her bra, which, if it wasn't full of foam rubber, was at least a 40-D. And she wasn't wearing falsies! It was ALL her! I eyeballed her up and down about three times, admiring the smooth flatness of her tummy and the nice flared hips and her pixie face. I felt myself getting aroused. Betty's voice broke my reverie.

"I knew you'd like her, Doc. And she can keep her mouth shut, can't you, Linda?"

Linda was busily watching me get undressed, pointedly eyeing my bulging shorts. "Sure, I promise," Linda said.

"Who's first?" Betty asked, and we all looked at each other. "I'll bet you want to try Linda, right, Doc? O.K., but save some for me. Don't take too long, Linda, and don't wear him out. God, I'm horny – all I did this last weekend was remember the most perfect fuck I've ever had; and wish Monday would hurry up and come… so I could."

Betty walked around behind my desk and sat in my big leather chair, and Linda and I headed for the sofa. I couldn't take my eyes off her tits. They stood out nearly a foot, and swayed and jiggled firmly as she walked. Young and firm and tender – just the way I like 'em. And big enough to work on for a hell of a while without getting monotonous.

Linda sat down on the edge of the sofa and I sat beside her, my arm encircling her waist and cupping one of those fabulous breasts, the tip of my finger stroking her nipple. It sprang erect, and I leaned her back as I kissed her. Her soft red lips parted, and my tongue met hers in a warm, sensuous bath. I explored her mouth and throat with my burning tongue as my hands fondled her tits. I knelt in front of her, kissing them alternately, and she lay back and sighed with contentment. I let my head wander down across her smooth belly, lower and lower until I felt the tickle of her cunt hairs.

I parted her hairs with my nose and slid my tongue up and down her slit as she slid toward the edge of the couch to make her childish cunt more available for my mouth's caresses. Her hands lay on the back of my head and her knees raised automatically as I increased my pressure. Her hands tightened and pressed my face ever closer as the fires built up within her. I felt a trembling in her thighs as her voice came through to me.

"There, right there, oh yes, more, more, oh that's good, so good, yes, oh yes god that tickles!"

I felt the grasping of her hands in my hair, and the gripping of her thighs on my neck and ears as she waved her crotch up and down in a rhythm that matched my tongue strokes. The heady intoxicant of her cunt juice in my mouth roused my cock to the fullest. I swallowed her fluids that poured from the tiny slit, and probed deeper with my tongue, as her moans increased along with the bobbing of her delicious crotch. My nose rubbed her clit continuously as my tongue delved into her snatch. She nearly pulled the hair from my head as she clutched avidly.

"More, more, lover, oh god that's it, right there, yes, yes, YES, YES stop stop STOP you're killing me I can't take it I can't take it oh god oh god YEEEEEEESSSSS!!! Keep it up oh I love it I love it I LOOOOOOOOOOVE IT!!!" Suddenly I could taste the sweet warm musk of her orgasm as my face and her pussy became slippery with her hot love fluids. I glanced up as I kept tonguing her clit; her vibrant body quivered beneath my manipulations, and her eyeballs rolled back out of sight. My hands reached up and massaged her huge tits; I kneaded them roughly as I pulled myself up from her cunt and lay lengthwise beside her on the sofa We lay opposite, my knees by her shoulders, and I was facing her drenched pubes. As I again buried my face in her young juicy cunt, she reached and seized my rigid cock in both hands and guided it quickly into her baby lips. She stretched to get her lips around the throbbing head, and I nearly came from the sudden heat and moistness of her eager mouth. I rocked up and down, back and forth, each stroke a little longer, until soon she was engulfing almost the whole length of my stiff tool. I lifted her hard little asscheeks up toward my face, and while I was sucking fiercely on her slick clit, I shoved a finger into her tight little cunt. She thrust up to meet my entering digit.

While my forefinger was penetrating to the last knuckle, I oiled my middle finger in her flowing cunt liquids and slid it into the tiny pink rosebud of her asshole that stared unblinkingly up at me from this position: The two fingers could feel each other through the connecting membrane, and I stroked them carefully in and out as I lapped avidly at her clit and childish pink labia. I gradually increased the tempo until I was rapidly pounding away at her pussy and asshole, sinking both holes full of fingers in rhythm to her cocksucking. She flicked her tongue rapidly around the head of my cock with each downstroke of my hips, and the vacuuming effect of her mouth and throat on the upstrokes was pulling the jism from my guts. I knew it was only a matter of moments till we both would go off together. She apparently knew it too, for she slid a finger up my asshole, wiggled it about three times, and I blew.

The clamping of her hips,]her moaning, gagging and swallowing of my river, and the writhing of her thighs almost smothered me. I raised my head and sat back, my cock still buried deep in her throat.

"Swallow it all – take all my come down your throat, little one," I ordered her.

She gulped vigorously to do as I commanded. Traces of sperm ran down the corners of her mouth, but I knew that almost all of it was draining into her stomach. I reached down and idly smeared her pussy juices all through her filmy hairs, marveling at the softness and downiness of her nest. Her crotch kept up its waving and pumping motions, and I knew that her emotions were creating a simulated fucking in her belly and hips.

I withdrew my soggy cock from her small mouth and told her, "Suck and lick it clean, Linda." Her eyes bright and twinkling, she set to the task, tracing each pulsing vein its entire length, then trying to stick and stab her tongue into the hole in its end, then holding just an inch of the head in her mouth as she sucked vigorously on the eye to get every last drop from its hiding place. Her eyes and smile were admiring as she worked assiduously at her oral chores. When I knew that I was milked dry, I stood up.

"Oooooooohh! That was wonderful, Doc. Now come here and suck my big boobies and let me come down from the sky slowly, won't you?"

She lay back, pushing her mountainous tits together with both hands so that they surged upward, quivering at the pressure. Then, as I knelt beside her on the couch and smothered my face in the awesome mass of trembling flesh, her responsive nipples leaped into my hungry mouth. Her happy moans of pleasure as I sucked avidly on the sensuous globes began to arouse me again, and Betty saw my mounting hominess from her seat across the room.

"Hey! What am I – an orphan?" she called to us. "Let's share the wealth, you two. I've been sitting here playing with myself, I got so randy. C'mon, spread the goodies around, Doc."

"Oh, Betty," Linda said, "I'm so glad that you leveled with me about Doc! You weren't kidding a bit – he's super! And as big as you said he was! So much better'n those silly school boys." She laughed. "You can have what's left, Betty. Although I'm ready for more right now. I haven't been fucked for over two weeks. And never ever THAT good!" Linda got up off the sofa and walked shakily and slowly to the desk as Betty came around toward me and the couch.

"Oh Daddy, give me that same big fucking you gave me on Saturday," Betty said as she pressed her tits upon my chest and reached up to kiss me deeply, her soft girlish thighs grinding on my half-hard cock. Her hand crept down to my crotch and wrapped itself around my tool. She slowly massaged it and my fingers stroked her tiny cunt as we clung together. She pulled me backward onto the couch.

"Let's try something different this time," she cooed. "I like variety in my fucking."

"Sure thing," I replied, and rolled her over and half off the sofa, so that she was on her knees, with me directly behind her. I reached around and cupped her full tit with one hand as I slowly petted and rubbed her cunt lips and clitoris with the other. She was backing insistently toward me when I slipped the head of my cock into the slick, tight crevice of her young pussy.

"Oooooohh, that feels good, lover. But go slow – it feels as if I'm already stuffed clear full," she said. She reached back under her crotch and grasped the base of my shaft. "Jesus! There's eight inches left yet! I don't know if I can take it all this way, Doc."

"We'll go easy, love," I told her, and began a short stroking into her slit. At this angle it was so tight I could barely penetrate it, and the snug friction of her baby cunt against the glans of my cock was exhilarating to the utmost.

Her pussy juices seeped along the length of my shaft, and with each jab I entered another inch or so into the child. The slowly increasing invasion was eagerly accepted, and her buttocks began a rotating, grinding motion, although it certainly wasn't necessary in order to touch every side of her tight cunt. My tool was gripped ferociously by the smooth pink walls of her vagina throughout its length, and the hot wetness was heaven on earth.

Meantime, my hand was rubbing her clit and she began to throw herself around vigorously. She laid her head down upon her folded arms, hiking her smooth ass even higher in the air in an attempt to take more and more of my cock up into her, and I knew from her words that she was being filled thoroughly.

"Oh God Doc more yes yes more Christ that's good so good I love it I love you Doc more I'll never get enough ram it in ram it clear in lover oh yes oh yes that's it OOOODUCCHHH!!! No don't stop just for a second there it – oh yes all of it I want it I WAAAAANT IT!! JAM IT IN ME JAM IT RAM IT DAMN IT SPLIT ME FILL ME DOC SPLIT ME WIDE OPEN WITH THAT BIG COCK BUT KEEP IT IN WAY IN AAAAALLLL IN!! AAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGHH!!!"

She leapt backwards, impaling herself on the entire shaft, moaning and crying, pinning me entirely within the confines of her baby cunt, grinding and wiggling to escape the glans of my massive weapon against the tender womb mouth that was being rammed so mercilessly.

I could contain myself no longer, and with a gasp and a groan, I unloaded a continuous stream of come so far up into her that it had nowhere to go except to rock her body with each slamming pulse, and then seeped back past my throbbing cock and poured out, drenching her cunt hairs, running down her milky thighs, dripping and mingling with her cunt juices to form a pool on the leather sofa. I withdrew half my shaft and rubbed the slick mess across her asscheeks and up and down the crack of her beautiful smooth ass. The soft lotion and tingling sensation made her purr with happiness, and I let my wet finger slip gently into the tiny puckered opening of her asshole.

"Just relax, Betty," I told her, and slid my finger tentatively up to the hilt. I could feel the gripping of her virginal asshole with each shove, but as she let her tiny sphincter relax and get accustomed to it, it became easier with each thrust.

"Anything you say, Doc. What are you doing? It tickles, that's for sure," Betty grinned back over her shoulder.

"You wanted variety, darling," I reminded her. "Just trust me, and you'll get plenty of it."