Patel Plays Doctor

Ria was shocked at his speed as the old man reached out and swung the car door open. His arm snapped past her to grab the pantyhose and used it to tie her arms behind her before she could even react. He held his hand over her mouth and looked straight into her eyes as he bent down.

"I had no idea you were such a brazen slut, Ria. I can't tell you how many times my fat wife passed out early in the evening leaving me to pleasure myself imagining I was fucking your sweet cunt. Life would have been a lot easier if I knew you were like this," he growled deeply. "It's late enough that no one is going to wander out here. So I am going to get what I want. If you yell or fight me, this will turn out badly," he threatened ominously.

Ria nodded shocked to be in this situation. The doctor was always a bit of a creeper. He'd stare a bit too much or occasionally 'accidentally' brush against her but she never suspected he was even remotely capable of something like this. She'd been nice to him because he was always more than willing to share information she found useful for her job. Now she wished she'd blown him off like the rest of her coworkers did. She looked up at his aged face and nodded, totally certain he meant every word after seeing the naked lust in his eyes.

He released her mouth and examined the interior of the car. Deciding there was no way his bulky frame was going to fit comfortably inside with her he looked around the parking area carefully.

"Doctor Patel? I really do appreciate everything you've done for me but I don't think you should risk . . .," she began to explain in the friendliest, steadiest voice could she muster but was cut off as he grabbed her by the shoulders and carefully but forcefully pulled her out of the car.

"Remember my promise from earlier, Ria. Yell, fight or run and things will go badly," he said with an edge to his voice she knew was very serious indeed. She nodded again and he untied her hands. She quickly glanced around and saw the lot was empty, no one would arrive to save her from this. She felt her pussy start to dampen, though she was unsure if it was the humiliation of being used in a public place or the taboo nature of having **** that turned her on.

"Take off your panties, girl. You don't need them anymore," the older man lustily snarled.

"Yes, Prof," she replied in a soft, almost whisper-like voice as she reached under her dress and pulled her fancy panties down her legs. When they got past her hips, she let them fall to the pavement and stepped out of them. Ria did not raise her eyes back to his, she looked forward as he leaned down and snatched them up.

"These look like underthings a harlot would wear, Ria. I'm pretty certain you came to work this morning looking to get fucked. Did no one match your desire or would no one meet your price?" he asked accusingly, reveling in the power he felt every time he said her name. Her cloying scent and soft, sweet voice was almost intoxicating him.

"Patel! You stop!" Ria blurted out sounding aghast and appalled at the allegation. "You should know bett. . ." she started to say as he grabbed her and spun the woman around. Without saying another word, the doctor tossed his lab coat on the ground in front of the open driver-side door and pushed her to her knees facing the inside of the car.

Ria didn't understand why her pussy was moist. She should be horrified by this old man, no old acquaintance, treating her this way but as he continued to talk at her with such invective and crude language she found desire building inside her.

"Prof, please don't," she begged as he bent her over the car seat. He said nothing as he got behind her and slid the dress up to her waist.

"Don't you dare move, bitch," he demanded as he stared at the beautiful sight in front of him. The doctor ran his palms slowly up her smooth, tawny legs until he reached her perfect brown bottom. He took a moment to squeeze both her firm, fit cheeks before he leaned down, kissed the right one, and slid two fingers deep inside her.

Ria gasped as his fingers entered her tight womanhood. She could feel herself hugging his digits as they thrust in and out of her. Ria could not remember the last time she was this primed for sex. Then she felt his fingers withdraw and a moment later heard a zipper.

"Prof, please," she panted breathlessly, "I have a couple of condoms in my purse. I'm not on anything! Use one. . . please?"

"Oh no my little whore," he throatily chuckled. "You looked and acted like a cheap slut today, I plan to use you like one," he concluded as she felt his large cockhead start to rub up and down the **** lips of her pussy. She bit her lower lip as she felt the head of his rod sink into her engorged kitty and found herself moaning softly as his balls came to rest against her.

He took a moment to admire the feeling as he bottomed out, her young, wet, velvet tunnel was gripping his cock in a way he had not experienced since he was a young man.

"Besides," he taunted her. "I don't mind having a little bastard out there if it happens."

Then Patel grabbed her narrow waist and started pumping in and out of her, loving the fact he finally had her and could do as he wished. The doctor increased his pace and drilled her harder knowing he wouldn't last much longer.

Between his age, desire, and her perfect body, he felt his load building. His member was engorged and demanded release. And he no intention of pulling out.

He grabbed her petite breasts and mauled at them with his fingers, causing Ria to further squirm.

Patel then slammed himself deep inside Ria and held himself there. Immediately he felt the cum surging from his body, filling her young, fertile slit with his liquid heat.

Ria felt his pace increase and gripped the seat hard to keep from being buffeted back and forth. She found herself grunting in time with his thrusts, amazed at the strength the man had found as he pummeled her tender kitty. Then she felt him slam in one more time and stop. He began to groan gutturally as she felt his semen pump deep inside her. "Nooooooooo," she groaned, half turned on and half in dread as her pussy milked every ounce from his rigid manhood. She frantically tried to think and figure out where she was in her cycle.

Patel leaned against her ass for a few moments and he slowly felt his dick begin to soften. He looked down and watched as he withdrew from his prize, rather pleased with himself. He could see she was motionless and breathing deeply. He reached into his pocket, pulled out his cell phone, and hit record. He slid a finger deep inside her for a moment and pulled it out recording the result. Then he stood and videoed her bent over the seat, dress around her waist as she lay bent there. "Ria has a perfect whore's pussy", he said to the camera. "She's built to take cock", he chuckled pleased to document her surrender and then turned it off.

"I'm tempted to tie your hands behind your back and leave you for the vagrants, girl. That is what tramps like you are known for," he said as he picked her up and sat her in the driver's seat. She watched as he slid her panties into his pocket. "But I don't trust them not to hurt you." He pulled out his wallet and tossed £100 note on her lap. "My son gets married this winter to a chaste Indian girl he met last spring. The bachelor party is next month. If you want to entertain, give me a call. We can afford you," he chuckled as he locked the car door, rolled up her window, and walked off towards his own.

She sat for several minutes trying to think as some of his cum seeped out of her onto her dress and seat. She was confused by the whole ordeal and didn't know how to process it all. Finally, she slid the key into the ignition and drove off. She wasn't sure what she should think about this but she was certain staying there was a bad idea.