Lose His Virginity

"Well, if I'm an EDP," I said, snorting, "I guess you don't mind fucking me."

The doctor was probably 40 or something. I didn't care. I needed to fuck someone to test this.

"Yes, of course," she said, setting down her clipboard and reaching for my gown. It easily gave way and she hid a momentary look of disgust at seeing my fat folds and plump penis. "Let me just warm you up," she said, before rubbing my dick and then attempting oral.

...which didn't last long, because I came down her throat almost immediately. "That was amazing!" I yelled, as the doctor coughed up some of my extremely large amounts of cum and tried to blow some out of her nose. "Do it again!"

"You're not hard, Mr. Briggs."

"Make me hard."

It didn't take much doing, my stamina is through the roof, and she got me hard again. And I came much more methodically this time. "I want to see your tits!" I said, ecstatically, after cumming down her throat a third time.

She had no problem removing her doctor's coat, scrubs, and bra. And pants and panties at my unstated suggestion. And I just came on my legs at the sight of a real-live woman having stripped for me. But I was hungry.

So I took a break from the activities to chow down on the most unhealthy snacks they could provide. Dr. Sanchez provided me with Doritos, bean dip, a large supply of Diet Mountain Dew, while I caught up on my laptop and she sat awkwardly awaiting my next order. "If there's anything else, Mr. Briggs..." she said, reaching for her underwear.

"Wait," I said, grabbing my phone. "Let me get some pics." She smiled politely as I snapped some pictures of the doctor spreading open her pussy lips, bending over and opening her asshole, and even taking my unerect cock into her mouth for one last time before leaving to do her other rounds.

My best friend, Toker4Lyfe, is not going to believe this. I PM'd him the pics immediately. "Did you fuck her?" he texted back. Shit. I knew I was forgetting something. Oh well, I'll just fuck the next woman I come across. Because I can.

I tossed off the gown and stumbled towards the hallway. I'm out of breath before I exit the way-too-large room. The lights are blinding as I reach for the nearest person, anyone, anything, to steady me. "Ahhh!" screams an all-too familiar Japanese voice. "It's okay, I'm an EDP!" I yell as my eyes adjust to view a Japanese goddess whose shirt I just ripped off, while stumbling naked through the hospital. She nodded in relief and acted very humble. I was very hard.

I stared at her nipples, now poking over her partially adjarred bra, and ordered her to lie down on the floor. Two male orderlies helped her out of her clothes as I stared at my prey hungrily. She wasn't a doctor or nurse. She was a visitor or patient or whatever. I didn't give a fuck. As I lined up at her pussy, I pushed forward with all my strength, and she was tight. Tighter than my fist. Tighter than Dr. Sanchez's mouth. Tighter than the fleshlight I stole from Robby McAlster's house. She was alive, and taking it all in. And, of course, I came.

I flooded her womb with my excess cum and she said something in Japanese I couldn't decipher. Oh, wait, it was English with a thick accent. "Is that all, sir?" she repeated, looking confusingly in my eyes.

Before I could answer, I heard a much more familiar voice. "Nathan. Nathan! If you're done crushing this nice lady, the doctor has released you. We can go home."

I jumped up and hugged my mother, who squirmed a little at my embrace. "Mom, the best thing has happened to me! I have the Harem sickness! Things are going to get better from here on!" I was literally jumping with joy. Small jumps, at least.

"That's great, honey," she said, uneasily. "Did you want to maybe put some pants on?" I squeezed her ass and gave her a wink. "You bet. After I get my Diet Dew. And me and you are going to have some fun tonight!"