Surfer Girl: Part 3

Chapter 7

She stood up, satisfied and happy. Alan had shown he had significant sexual stamina, which was very nice, and she felt good from showing off her obviously excellent cocksucking ability. She didn't hate deep throating, but she didn't really enjoy it either, because it had its uncomfortable aspects. Still, she loved the fact that she could wow him with her deep-throating technique. She felt it had been worth the effort just for the look on his astounded post-orgasmic face.

She asked boastfully, "Now tell me, young man, can your girlfriend do that?"

"No," he admitted between heavy, labored breaths. "You were ... amazing!" He stared at her bug-eyed while she just smiled and smirked.

He realized that of all his recent blowjobs, the only ones that came close were those of Suzanne's, and even she couldn't compare. It sounded corny, but he felt like her mouth and his dick had some kind of special connection. Deep throating was a completely different thing, and he was astounded at how good she was at it. His brain reeled as he considered that he might be enjoying her oral skills on a regular basis from now on.

He thought about his teacher's "girlfriend" comment, and concluded that she was referring to Kim. "Actually, she's not my girlfriend. I don't really have a girlfriend. She's more of a lesbian than anything. That was just a weird moment of passion. I don't know what it means for the future, but I don't think of her in that way. That's why I didn't tell you."

She was very glad to hear that. "Good!" She was extremely eager to please him, which was why she'd shown off her deep throating and other cocksucking skills from the very start. She knew it was kind of irrational, since the odds were enormous that he'd be over the moon just doing anything intimate with her whatsoever. But she was feeling conflicted over the wisdom of what she was doing, and she didn't want there to be even the slightest chance that this daring gamble of hers would not succeed.

Besides, she felt like she was in competition with Suzanne Pestridge for his affections. She felt she couldn't compete with Suzanne's outstanding beauty; nobody could. Even comparing herself to Suzanne's great sexual skill was daunting. The redhead looked like she was born to fuck, and his Wednesday description of her blowjob suggested that her talent actually matched her looks, incredibly enough.

So now that she was coming off her erotic high, she more or less put Suzanne out of her mind and concentrated on the more threatening and presumably easier to beat competition at school. That meant Kim, since she didn't know or even suspect he could be involved with more than one girl at a time. "Well then. Since you don't have a girlfriend, I want you here every day after school to get your treatment. And that's a requirement to pass my class, young man!"

She smiled broadly. She was confident after that blowjob that she'd blown Kim out of the water, in more ways than one.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead, and still struggled to get his breathing under control. He was puzzled that Ms. Rhymer was the one who'd been doing all the work and struggling with breathing since her mouth had been stuffed with cock, and yet she wasn't sweating or gasping like he was.

He waited until he could talk more freely, and then he replied, "Ms. Rhymer, please, don't even say that. I think I'm going to die. Seriously!"

"Call me Glory already."

"Glory." He had a minor tingle of pleasure as he recalled her saying those exact words while her mouth was stuffed with cock. "That was like ... ****, but in a good way, if that makes sense. You show me pleasure I didn't even think was possible, and then you say we're going to do it every day? With you? The woman I've been dreaming about for so long? Do you have any idea how many nights I've fallen asleep after masturbating, thinking about you?" He added with genuine wide-eyed amazement, "I can't believe this is happening!"

She was very happy. He was saying all the right things and making her feel that maybe she wasn't a complete idiot for seducing one of her students. "It's not quite as good as that. Deep throating isn't exactly easy, and it isn't as pleasurable for me as regular cocksucking. I'm afraid we'll have to save that for special occasions." She grinned. "Sorry, you'll just have to put up with my plain old cocksucking on a daily basis. We can meet after school like this. Who will be the wiser?"

"Oh no! How horrible!" he joked. But then, more seriously, he said, "Um, I can't, uh, actually be with you every day after school." Alan thought of his plans to go to Kim's house with his sister every Monday and Thursday, for starters.

She was very surprised.

He scrambled to think of a better excuse than "there are times I'd like to fuck my sister." It was hard to think though, after what he'd just been through, not to mention that she still stood topless in front of him. "God knows I'd love to! Some days I can, but it would be better during lunch, Ms. Rhymer. I don't know if that's possible for you, though."

"Please, don't call me Ms. Rhymer. Didn't I make that clear? Don't you think we know each other well enough now to be on a first-name basis?"

"Sorry, uh, Gloria."

"Call me Glory. That's what my close friends call me."

"Glory." He tried out the new word experimentally, since he was seriously thinking of calling her that from now on. It made him smile, because he began to sing:

"Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!

Teacher hit me with a ruler

I hid behind the door with a loaded forty-four

Now she ain't my teach no more!"

They both laughed. "Battle Hymn of the Republic, you know," he pointed out. They both were familiar with the kid's variation to the famous song.

"The first two lines are good, but I don't like the last two," she kidded.

"I don't either. Let's see. Maybe we can come up with something better." He sang again:

"Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!

Teacher hit me with a ruler

We did it on the floor of a beat up four-by-four

And now I bang her on the door!"

"Much better," she said with a laugh. "You're so clever. What a shame I don't own a four-by-four. And as for that last line, well..." She thought about her boyfriend Garth, not to mention the huge risk she was taking and all of the things that could go wrong. "We'll have to see how things go. Someday, perhaps."

She grew more serious. "Look. I don't know WHAT I'm doing. This is pretty crazy. I'm a teacher and you're a student, obviously, but that means a normal relationship is out of the question. Frankly, I don't know what's going to happen with us. For now, let me help you with your problem. Let's keep it simple and save questions about what this all means for later."

He was secretly very glad to hear that. Had the two of them become intimate a few months earlier, before everything happened with Suzanne, Susan, Katherine, and the others, he would have leapt at the chance to be exclusive with her. But now that had all changed and he couldn't imagine going back to asexual relationships with his other lovers.

He realized he was lucky in one important respect: the danger inherent in a relationship between teacher and student actually worked in his favor, making it impossible for them to have a normal (and thus presumably exclusive) relationship.

In fact, it dawned on him that while she was giving him a hard time about being with Kim, she knew about his intimacy with Suzanne and wasn't saying anything about that at all. He found that very encouraging indeed, because he didn't want to be **** to choose between his dream-come-true "Surfer Girl" and the other amazing women in his life.

She looked around, and added, "Did you notice this room is actually pretty ideal for fooling around? The door locks and the walls are pretty soundproof. Plus, we're on the second floor, and with the trees and the hill in the way, no one can look in from outside. Maybe we should try out your door idea someday when the hallways are full, and see if anyone notices!"

He chuckled gleefully. "And here you won't even let me touch your breasts."

She thought about how he'd given her boobs a good fondle before managing to strip her from the waist up. But she did realize he hadn't really gotten a chance to fondle her there after most of her clothes came off. "Well, since you insist, we can do that ... next time."

He pouted, "Aaaaawww. Next time?"

She chuckled. "Give you an inch and you take a mile. Look at you. You're still doubled over, recovering, and you're not even aroused. Let's save that for when we'll both enjoy it more."

He replied, "Not aroused? Believe me, I am VERY aroused! Just because my dick isn't up for more fun, that doesn't mean anything. Just being here with you, like this ... wow! It means so much to me. I'm so happy that I really want to cry! And if I were any more aroused, well ... I'd be REALLY aroused! My dick would probably fly off and soar up to Heaven!"

She laughed happily at his inability to articulate his feelings, because it showed her effect on him. She particularly loved that her blowjob had blown his mind to such a degree that he still looked dazed and shell-shocked. It was obvious from his reactions that he had very strong feelings for her that included lust but went well beyond that. "We don't want that. I very much want to keep your penis attached to you." She laughed some more.

"Me too, believe me!"

Returning to their earlier topic, she pointed out, "Your lunch idea presents some problems. I realize that's when I could really help you the most, since Suzanne Pestridge helps you before school and when you get home sometimes, I assume. But people could get suspicious if you were in my room during lunch every day with the door locked."

He pointed out, "But everybody already knows that I stay after class and talk to you during lunch anyway."

"That's true, but it's usually only for five to ten minutes at most. The door generally stays open."

Now that he had recovered further, his clever mind was getting back on track. He tried to cover for his earlier faux pas in shooting down her idea to meet every day after school. "Okay, here's what I'm thinking. The reason I'm not so keen on meeting after school isn't because I have somewhere better to be. It's just that it would be super suspicious. You and I already hang out a lot during lunch, even if it is only for ten minutes or so. We should work with that."

Seeing her interest, he continued, "We should vary it up. We can meet after school some days, and during lunch on other days. And maybe not meet at all some days, because that could raise too many suspicions if we meet every day. Thank God the door can be set to lock when it closes."

He thought as he ogled her partially nude body, Dang! Nice tits! My teacher's tits! This is so sweet! This isn't happening! I've gotta be the luckiest kid alive. I'm here with Ms. Rhymer! Oops, I mean Glory. Hell, even the fact that she finally lets me call her 'Glory' makes me happy and horny! That's proof that our relationship has totally changed.

He gazed at her gorgeous, fit figure like a total idiot, blinded by beauty. It occurred to him that they'd assumed from the start that they'd want to meet every school day if possible. That showed how much they both wanted each other. She wants me! She's, like, got a crush on me or something. ME! That's like Eric Clapton wanting to come to my house to jam, even though I play guitar like crap. It doesn't make any sense. But then again, look what's been happening to me recently with women in general. Maybe I have a lot more sex appeal than I thought?!

Realizing she was expecting him to say more, he said, "Then, on other days, we can hang out and talk during lunch as we always do with the door open, so people will think sometimes the door just happens to close and sometimes it doesn't. On some of those days, hopefully we can meet after school in your room and take more time. 'Cos after all, we both have to still eat lunch, and the lunch period isn't that long."

"I think I have a new item on my menu," said Glory in a saucy tone she'd never used around him before. "It's called a Sperm Shake. Very high in protein, and with a surprisingly sweet flavor. I can still taste it!" She leaned her head back and made lewd gurgling noises.

She was joking around, but she was genuinely impressed with the taste of his cum. Not only did she not mind it, she actually found it delicious.

Alan was shocked, insofar as he paid attention to anything other than her boobs. She'd always acted like a lady; he didn't expect her to be so sexually frank. "Ms. Rhymer! I mean Glory!"

"You thought I was prim and proper, didn't you? Well I have a whole other side." She was completely naked from the waist up, but seemed surprisingly unself-conscious about it. She even thrust her chest out a little bit.

"I kinda guessed, though it's still a surprise to see," said Alan. "When I've seen you on the beach it's like you're a totally different person. You know, we all call you 'Surfer Girl' behind your back."

His thoughts drifted to mental images he had of seeing Glory surf the waves even as his eyes remained locked on her chest, imagining her surfing naked.

"I know, and I don't mind at all." Referring to the nickname of one of the other teachers, she pointed out, "It's much better than calling Mr. Farnburton 'Mr. Farmbottom'!"

They laughed together.

She continued, "Maybe one of these days you'll just have to bump into 'Surfer Girl' accidentally-on-purpose at the beach. I'd like that." She winked. "Who knows, maybe I could help you with your special problem on the beach." She gazed knowingly at his flaccid penis.

"I'd like that very much too." He found himself horny all over again, over and above his already-existing arousal. He mentally pictured himself fucking her on the beach sands, even as he enjoyed the reality of her topless beauty right in front of him. "I've had some pretty amazing fantasies about you, but the reality is soooo much better."

But then he remembered what else he had to do. "Unfortunately, right now I've got to roll," he said ruefully.

"So soon? I thought we were just getting started!" she pouted.

He thought, Oh, man! What a temptation! How can I possibly leave this?! Even though my dick isn't hard, she'll have me going again in a couple of minutes for sure.

She cupped her boobs and thrust them out towards him. "Are you going to run home to Mrs. Pestridge's bigger boobs instead?" Then she pinched her nipples, as if to entice him to suck on them. She knew she shouldn't let herself feel jealous about what he was doing with Suzanne, but she couldn't completely stop herself from making that bitter comment.

He groaned in lusty frustration. "It's not that! I'd love to stay here for hours and hours, but I have ****. I've got a medical appointment. It's about my treatment." He began to put on his clothes.

"Oh. Well, then. That can't be helped. And sorry again about the spanking. But like I said, it was somehow necessary. In some ways I was tricking myself as much as you, so I wouldn't chicken out. Anyway, I'm sure we can find ways for me to make it up to you."

Her voice turned sultry as she sensuously licked her lips. "I might just need to work on my deep throating some more, for instance. I might just have to suck on your cock quite a lot, as my way to say I'm sorry. Would you like that?"

He shook his head in disbelief. "WOW! You know I'm not brain-damaged. Though I might be if you keep giving me blowjobs like that one. So I'm not even going to dignify that with an answer."

She smiled happily and so did he. "See you on Monday, especially at lunch, if you know what I mean!"

"Definitely! And the spanking wasn't bad at all. In fact, it made me all horny, as you knew it would. But since you were so naughty with me, maybe I'll just have to give YOU the spanking next time!"

"Maybe you will," she agreed gleefully.

He waved and walked out.

He thought, This rocks! Man, having this energy problem is the best thing that ever happened to me, no question! Suddenly everyone wants to help me with my orgasm treatment. Everyone! Heck, maybe I could even get Christine to help? ... Nah, there's a limit to even my luck. But still. Wow! Ms. Rhymer is a real firecracker!

Alone, Glory thought to herself, What have I done? Glory, you are a very, very foolish woman. You're skating on thin ice. Razor-thin ice. There are so many reasons why that was not a smart thing to do, including what my boyfriend would think. Soon to be ex-boyfriend, I suspect. And there's my job. I'm gonna lose my job for sure, with the way things are going. If I don't, it'll be a miracle. But, to be completely honest, I'd do it all over again. My Alan! He's mine! It breaks my heart that he's so active with Mrs. Pestridge, because I could be falling head over heels for him!

Even the very perceptive Glory didn't realize just how many other women she had as competition.

Chapter 8

Less than an hour after Alan left Glory in her classroom, he found himself in the examination room used by his nurse, Akami.

Thanks to the drive to the doctor's office and then having to wait in the waiting room, he'd finally lost the dazed look Glory's surprise "attack" had given him. He even managed to shift his focus to looking forward to what another appointment with Akami might bring, rather than just reliving what had happened in Glory's classroom.

By the way Akami stood in the doorway to greet him with a sultry and excited look in her eyes, Alan figured he'd have a very good appointment indeed. He had a hard-on he could use as a baseball bat just from looking at her face and the way she was staring back at him.

"How are we doing today?" she said brightly as she came in. She was dressed in her usual white lab uniform while he remained dressed in his usual T-shirt and shorts.

"Good. Nice to see you," he said happily and more than a bit nervously. Geez! This is a woman who has totally jacked me off, twice! What's gonna happen today? The hungry way she's looking at me like I'm a steak ... Jesus! My heart is about to burst from anticipation!

He said, "But, um, before we go on, I should mention that my mother insisted on driving me here, and even now she is waiting in the car. She told me to restrain myself, and that she might be checking up on me at any time."

"Did she say that?" Akami wasn't terribly surprised. "She said similar things to me on the phone, but I don't think she'll be coming in to check on you. She complained that I was too enthusiastically helpful at our last meeting, and told me that she wouldn't be attending this time. If I didn't know better, I'd almost think she's afraid to come in here, as if I'd **** her or something!"

They both had a laugh at that, but Alan saw a lot of truth in it. Akami was delighted that her scheme - to scare away Susan so she could be alone with Alan - had worked.

She added with a sexy purr, "And maybe she's afraid of what she'd see. For instance, how do you think she'd react if she was **** to watch me slide my lips up and down your stiff erection? To get a good sample, of course."

He practically had to clutch at his chest. JEEEEESUS! She's totally gonna give me a blowjob! And what if Mom did see that?! That's seriously blowing my mind!

The nurse suggested, "Now why don't we go ahead and take your blood sample, to get that unpleasantness out of the way?"

Alan watched as she withdrew a small vial of his blood.

When she was done getting the sample, she squatted on the floor in front of him and said, "Let's take a good look at you."

She stared at him intently, as she usually did.

He couldn't help but notice that, from that position, her short skirt rode up, which caused her panties to show. If she hadn't worn panties, he could have seen her entire pussy.

There was an uncomfortable silence, and then she said, "All right, Alan, as we did last time, I'm going to have to give your penis a good amount of stimulation." She smirked slightly. "That is, if you don't mind?"

He stammered, "Um, no! I'm cool! Uh, I mean, that's cool."

"Good." She was having a hard time keeping a straight face, she was having such fun seducing him. "Please take off your clothes."

Sweet! I knew it! I swear, having to cum six times a day is kind of a curse, but it's also the greatest blessing. But is she really doing this for some valid medical reason, or is she just getting off on it? There's gotta be at least some of the latter going on, but hell, who cares? He asked, "All of them? What about the patient gown? Should I put that on?"

"Yes, all of them. Wear the gown if it makes you feel more comfortable. It's all the same to me."

He began to take off his clothes, item by item. He felt extremely self-conscious as she stared at him. This is what a woman must feel like when she does a striptease. Awkward! However, he felt a lot better than when he'd stripped in front of his teacher a mere hour or so earlier. Then, he had no idea what would occur. Now, he was certain that fun, highly pleasurable things were about to happen.

At the same time, the undressing, coupled with Akami's display of her panties, brought his erection back with a vengeance, so that by the time he'd removed his pants and underwear he was fully engorged. However, he still felt self-conscious about being completely naked, so as he started to raise his shirt, he asked, "Can I keep my T-shirt on? Please?"

"Sure. Why not?" She smiled broadly and scooted closer. Without a word, she grabbed his erection and began to stroke it. She didn't show any hesitation or doubt at all.

He thought, Man oh man, what a day! Feels GOOD! I may not have feelings for Akami like I do for Ms. Rhymer, but she's still quite a hottie. This could turn into a very good regular thing if I can just keep my head in the game.

She asked him as she leaned in closer to his boner, "Tell me, has your penis been receiving enough stimulation in the past two weeks?"

He almost wanted to laugh deliriously at that, since he'd been getting such incredible stimulation. He looked down at the nurse on her knees as her fingers slipped and slid up and down his shaft. "Oh definitely. I'm happy to report that I'm averaging just slightly less than six ejaculations a day, always preceded by prolonged stimulation, and the day-to-day consistency has been pretty good also."

"That's great news," the nurse replied. "You've improved, but you still need to try harder to maintain that average of six or better."

She was actually surprised that anyone could keep up such an intense schedule - six climaxes a day seemed absurd for a male - but she tried not to show it. "Also importantly, have you been getting assistance from others so that your penis isn't treated too roughly?"

He shuddered, because her mouth was so close to the tip of his cockhead that her every breath felt fantastic. He thought she might stick her tongue out and lick it at any moment. "That's really great news, too," he said, trying to sound calm. "I've been getting lots of help lately. Though I still don't, er ... have a girlfriend, really." There was a touch of sadness in his voice at that, because he thought about what happened when he'd tried to ask Christine out.

Akami wasn't terribly surprised at that, given what she knew about Susan and Suzanne and their hourglass figures. She figured he wouldn't be in a big hurry to get a girlfriend if he had the likes of those two helping him. "And what about your mother? She told me on the phone about her new strict policy of not having you get overly excited, as she put it. But one issue she dodged was whether she brought you to ejaculation when she performed your abnormality checks this Tuesday and last. Did she?"

His heart was pounding hard, and not just from the handjob. Can I tell her about Mom and me? I mean, she kinda must know already, given everything that happened last time. And she's in the middle of jacking me off, so she's cool, right? But still, it's ****! He asked rather nervously, "Um, is there some kind of assumption of patient confidentiality, like there is with lawyers and preachers?"

She replied, "Of course. And besides, remember that I was here and saw the sexual tension between you and your mother. If I had a problem with it, don't you think I'd try to be discouraging her, instead of encouraging her to help you out?"

He thought about that, and decided to be honest. It felt good to have someone to "confess" to. Plus, he figured that if he lied about all the help he was getting, it could affect his treatment. "The first Tuesday, definitely. In fact, we both kind of went a little wild. She gave me lots of handjobs and blowjobs that day - I don't think she could have checked me any more thoroughly! Does that, uh, shock you?"

"No. I'm not surprised at all. And it's not my job to make moral judgments. Please, continue."

He sighed with relief. "Uh, okay. But, uh, this last Tuesday, there was just one handjob, very quick and clinical. She's really changed her attitude; she now says that's all she can help me out with all week. I think she was kind of freaked out about what happened the week before."

Akami tried hard not to snicker. She thought, as if she were talking to Susan, I know who's getting "overly excited," and it's you, you old cow, and not me! "Lots of handjobs and blowjobs?" Wow! Talk about above and beyond the call of duty!

Then she said to Alan in a bitter voice, "You know, I find it very rich that she would berate me for getting a little friendly with a patient when she herself is sucking off her own son!" She unconsciously let out her anger by rubbing his erection more aggressively.

He groaned lustily. The thrill of being with someone relatively new was bringing him to the edge of climax faster than usual.

After she composed herself a bit, she added, "But don't pay any attention to my ramblings. We need to finish quickly, 'cos I'm sure she's waiting impatiently in the car. I wonder what she's thinking about while she's waiting."

He was enjoying the handjob and didn't feel a need to reply. He could well imagine Susan squirming with arousal in the car, imagining what was happening to him in the doctor's office, and that turbo-charged his arousal.

Akami said as she stroked and deliberately breathed on the sensitive underside of his shaft, "I know this is a controversial stance, but I could really care less about the so-called '****' factor. The fact is, you're adopted. Biologically speaking, there's no **** here at all. The whole point of the **** taboo is to prevent birth defects and the like, and that's obviously not an issue here. We just have a very loving and concerned woman trying to help out someone she loves any way she can, even if it contradicts her religious beliefs. I find that touching, and inspiring. So you won't find any disapproval from me."

He felt even more relieved. "Boy, I can't tell you how glad I am to hear you say that. The thing is, I don't feel any guilt at all, even though I'm supposed to, and I think it's because of what you just said. Besides, she's just SOOOO totally gorgeous that I figure it's kind of out of my hands. I mean, I would have to be dead not to be turned on by her, big time."

Akami chuckled. "Well, there is that." She kept on stroking and stroking as they talked, focusing on his frenulum, the sweet spot under the head of his cock. "I'd like to ask you another question. Strictly for medical purposes, of course, but you might find it a bit personal. These women who have been helping you out. Have you had sexual intercourse with any of them?"

He considered, Man! What should I say to that?! Of course I just lost my virginity to my own sister in an amazing fuck-fest yesterday, but can I really tell the nurse that? She doesn't need to know about Sis. When it comes to actual fucking, she might not be so understanding about ****. He thought it might be okay, but decided it was safer to just lie.

"No, I haven't. Just handjobs and blowjobs. But I think that's likely to change soon, probably by our next appointment two weeks from now."

He thought, I wonder if that's true. Aside from his sister, Alan considered his chances with Kim, Glory, Suzanne, and Amy, even if his own mother seemed out of reach. He figured that he might not get lucky with all of them, but there were so many possibilities that he was likely to have intercourse with at least one of them by that time.

He looked at Akami and decided he might even have an outside chance with her. After all, she was jacking him off as they talked.

That led to a question he was very eager to ask. "In fact, that reminds me of a favor I'd like to ask you. Would it be possible for you to prescribe some condoms and birth control pills? I think sex is bound to happen, so it would be much better to have safe sex, but it's difficult for us high schoolers to get those things."

"So this bad boy is getting into some naughty places then." She flicked her tongue out and briefly licked the very tip of his cockhead before taking it in her mouth.

That hit him like an electric shock. He really did feel something powerfully arousing all throughout his body. He clenched his fists and squeezed his PC muscle frantically.

She smirked. With his dick so close for a while now, she just couldn't resist doing that, even if just for a second or two. "Did you like that?"

"WOO YEAH!"

She chuckled. "What about this?" She lapped against his sweet spot.

"OH, HELL YEAH!" He felt a surge of pleasure that literally curled his toes.

She managed to smirk and keep licking at the same time. "Well, it's key to have prolonged stimulation before your orgasms, so we probably should do more of that." She spent the next minute or two licking all around his cockhead while stroking his shaft.

Then, out of the blue, she pulled back slightly and resumed their discussion. "Now, as for birth control, I think I can help you out there. Don't tell your mean ol' mother, though, okay? How many condoms do you need?"

"Lots! Hundreds. I dunno, maybe like a year's supply?"

She laughed, and thought, Oh, to be eighteen again. She joked, "For you, that probably means thousands. You can buy those over the counter yourself, but I'll see what I can do to get you started. By the way, always use latex condoms unless you or the girl has an allergy, because latex ones are more reliable."

"And what about birth control pills?"

She shook her head. "I can't give you those; there are different kinds and no one kind works for all girls. In fact, what might keep one from getting pregnant might actually make it more likely that another DOES get pregnant. You wouldn't want that. What you need to do is tell the girl to go to the county health department, or to Planned Parenthood, and get an examination. After that the doctor can decide what kind of birth control will work for her and give her a prescription."

She continued, "Anyway, teenage girls are notorious for not taking their pills reliably, at the same time every day. If they don't do that the pills have a much higher failure rate. So always use a condom anyway. Besides, condoms are the only kind of birth control that can protect against STDs, which are particularly a problem with teenagers because they think they're invulnerable so get infected quite a lot."

She got up and returned with her purse, from which she extracted a tube of something. "Here. You should also use spermicide, particularly since your big cums might break the condom, which will already be stretched to the limit over your big prick. You can buy this in drugstores; this is the brand I prefer 'cos it's not too messy on your hands, and it doesn't taste too bad. You can have this one, but you'll need to buy your own from now on."

She leaned back in and resumed her licking. "Meanwhile, right now you're still just getting blowjobs and handjobs, nothing more?"

"No more. And it's killing me. My mother keeps talking about 'maintaining boundaries' when it comes to women."

"What about a titfuck?" She licked down to his balls and back. "Have you done that yet?"

"Titfuck?" asked a confused Alan. He wasn't thinking too clearly, since what she was doing to him felt so very good.

"Come on! Don't tell me you don't know! I'm sure you've seen that in an X-rated movie or something. You know, it's when a man puts his penis in a woman's cleavage, with her boobs pressed together, and essentially fucks in the resulting crevice as if it were a vagina."

He thought back to some erotic stories he'd read that described titfucks. "Yeah, okay, I know what you mean. But that's not for real, is it? I thought that was just some exaggerated thing in a porn movie that hardly ever happens, like how guys always have impossibly big penises. I mean, a guy would like it, but what woman would find pleasure in that?"

She smiled at his naïveté. "Believe you me, women can and do find it pleasurable. In fact, it's very important that you learn how to titfuck a woman, for your treatment. A woman's soft breasts, especially if properly oiled, can provide you great stimulation without any aggravated rubbing of your penis. Plus, I understand you're surrounded by a bevy of very well endowed women. It seems a no-brainer for you to titfuck them on a regular basis."

That idea sounded so good he nearly swooned and lost his balance. He muttered, "Hot damn!"

She had a hard time keeping a straight face as she continued while licking, "Actually, although your mother wouldn't approve - she seemed to imply that it was improper for a nurse to get naked with a patient - I think I would be remiss in my duties if I don't show you firsthand how a titfuck works. It's important to learn how to do it correctly. But let's do it quickly, in case your mother gets impatient and comes in to check on our progress."

He didn't need to be convinced, so he nodded eagerly.

She loved the pretense that she was doing this for medically justifiable reasons. She knew that at any time she could have said, "Hey, let's drop the crap and just have sex," but she was having a lot more fun with this elaborate, if borderline ridiculous, charade. Besides, she was mindful that Suzanne needed her to maintain the cover story provided by the questionable diagnosis.

She quickly took off her nurse's uniform and bra, which left her wearing nothing but sexy black panties. She had him take his shirt off so she could stimulate more of his erogenous zones. Looking for ways to have even more sexual fun with him, she knelt between his legs and again took his boner in her hand. As she resumed stroking, she said, "Alan, I'm very keen on showing you how a titfuck goes, but there's a problem. I'm not nearly as endowed as someone like your mother, so the best way to make this work is if I lie down and you sit on top of me. But then what happens if you cum unexpectedly? We still need a sperm sample, and that might be our only chance."

"Oh." He was seriously bummed, because a titfuck sounded fantastic.

But she continued, "So what I propose is I suck you off now. You need to hold the cup nearby, and when you feel the time is near, warn me, and we'll make sure you shoot into it. Then, once we're done, if you've got another bullet in your gun, so to speak, we'll give a titfuck a try."

He enthused, "Okay! What a plan!"

Chapter 9

Alan watched as Akami knelt in front of him. He might have preferred to be sitting, to be more comfortable, but he was too stunned by recent developments to think of it. Man oh man! I had a damn good feeling that some great things would happen at this appointment, given what happened last time, but I didn't expect THIS! I thought she'd just jack me off again. Wow!

She couldn't resist teasing him a little more. "I'm going to stimulate you orally now. That is, if you don't mind."

"What? No! Please!"

Akami could see the sheer excitement in his eyes, which inspired her to give him the best hummer she could manage. She'd already been licking him for a few minutes and was eager for more. So she suddenly engulfed his cockhead and part of his shaft.

"Aaarraraaack!" he squealed, taken by surprise. He abruptly clutched at her hair with both hands, trying to cope with the intense surge of pleasure.

She thought, Phew! That's quite a thick one. I have a hard time imagining someone like Susan managing to get this beast in her mouth, but I guess stranger things have happened. Damn. I've gotta figure out how to breathe with my jaw wedged open like this!

For the next minute or so she didn't do much else, while she tried to get used to having his wide cockhead in her mouth. She just wasn't used to such a big dick. Dr. Fredrickson's penis was about as long as Alan's but considerably thinner; it was the thickness that made sucking Alan such a challenge.

That gave him a lucky break, because it gave him time to calm down a bit. He was finding that closing his eyes and slowly counting to ten helped his stamina, so he did that. But he also found himself thinking, First Ms. Rhymer blew me not an hour ago, and now Nurse Akami! Man, today is a GOOD day! Heh-heh! But what's interesting is that both of those things happened because of this weird treatment. I swear, every boy in America should have my problem!

Akami had been doing a little bit of licking here and there as she figured out how to cope with such a mouth-filling cock. Eventually she decided she was ready to continue, so she began bobbing on him in earnest while licking at the same time.

He had just relaxed enough to drop his grasp on her head, but that caused him to frantically clutch it again. Uh-oh! Hold on to your hats! Here we go!

Since she'd been stroking, licking, and blowing air on his dick for many minutes, he was already close to climax before she started bobbing on him. As a result, he had to flex his PC muscle from the start in a frantic effort to not cum. But even though it was a struggle, he was in heaven.

She didn't get much pleasure out of giving blowjobs, so she typically didn't give it her all when she blew Dr. Fredrickson. But just being with Alan was new and exciting for her, and the fact that she was supposedly doing this as part of her legitimate nursing duties doubled the thrill. As a result, she bobbed back and forth on him quickly and applied a lot of suction at the same time.

He groaned helplessly, knowing that he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer if she kept up like that.

She could sense he was slowly losing control, so she thought ahead to the moment he would start to cum in her mouth. Then she realized with a start that they were supposed to collect his sperm sample. Even though these appointments were really a charade, she felt obliged to keep up the pretense for Suzanne's sake, and the blood and sperm samples were practically the only "real" thing they had to do.

So she pulled her lips off with a loud smack, looked up and said. "Hey! What about the cup?"

He'd been clutching her head with both hands off and on, and had forgotten all about the cup. He looked around in a daze and saw it resting on a nearby countertop. He had to move and step over to get it, so he did so. But when he got there, he more or less collapsed against the counter. He didn't fall, but he clutched at it as if he were drowning and it was his life preserver.

She immediately switched into concerned-nurse mode, standing up and saying "Alan? Is something wrong?"

"No. It's just that ... I need a moment." After a pause, he said with his eyes still clenched tightly shut, "Sorry. I'm overwhelmed. I was doing great, and then all of a sudden it hit me. I mean, you here, and what happened earlier at school, and Mom waiting in the car, probably getting all horny thinking about what we're doing in here ... It's just ... too wild!"

Akami didn't know "what happened earlier at school" meant, but she could guess well enough. She drew close to him and put her arms around him. "Hey, relax. It's good. It's all good, isn't it?"

He opened his eyes and looked at her with renewed appreciation for her thoughtful comforting gesture. "Yeah. It's not just good; it's fantastic. But still, sometimes I want to shout 'Stop the roller-coaster ride for a minute so I can catch my breath.' I mean, a few weeks ago I was just a nerd with no sexual experience at all. It's just ... I'm good now, actually. I just needed a breather."

She smiled as she continued to hug him. "I can imagine. You are on a wild ride. And admittedly I hardly know you at all, but there's something about you that makes me confident you're not only gonna handle all this wildness, you're gonna master it. You strike me as a good, smart kid with a lot of common sense, especially for someone your age. Besides, there's nothing to be afraid of. So go out there and kick some ass!"

Her words snapped him out of his fugue. He smiled widely. "Yeah." His confidence grew by the second. "Yeah! Damn straight!" Inspired and reenergized, he kissed her lips. (He didn't even stop to think that her lips had just been wrapped around his boner.)

She kissed back. But the kiss wasn't a passionate barn-burner. Instead, he felt a closer link to Akami after her supportive hug and kind words, and this was reflected in a kiss that was appreciative and tender rather than just lusty.

Or at least that's how it started. Soon, his hands drifted down to clutch at her firm ass, while she wound up with one hand on his ass and the other jacking off his still very erect cock. As that hand began pumping faster and faster, their continued necking turned very lusty indeed.

She found herself getting just as worked up as he obviously was. Even though she wasn't normally fond of giving blowjobs to Dr. Fredrickson, she found herself sliding down his body, because the craving to have his cock back in her mouth was overwhelming.

He clutched at her head again when she engulfed his shaft once more.

Their hug had given his hard-on a short respite, but the way she began bobbing and licking and sucking all at once made him realize that he wouldn't last much longer. As if that wasn't enough, she brought a hand up and resumed stroking the inches of his cock that didn't fit in her mouth.

He tried his counting-to-ten technique and his PC-muscle-squeezing technique at the same time, but they just weren't able to delay his impending orgasm any longer.

Just as he reached the point of no return, he remembered the cup. Luckily, he was leaning against the counter where the cup sat, so by shouting "The cup!" he gave her the needed warning.

He started shooting while they worked to get the cup into position. Since she had just pulled her lips off his dick, he ended up firing right into her face. But that was only for a second or two, after which he managed to aim for and hit the cup with the rest of his load.

When he was done, she looked at the cup and started laughing. "Phew! That was a close call!"

He found himself laughing too. "Yeah! Oops!"

He slumped down to the floor once that his energy level started crashing.

Akami was all smiles. That was FUN! I wish it could be like that with ... Well, what's the point of making comparisons? But still, Alan just has something special going on. He gets this look of pure joy on his face when he's in ecstasy, and it brings joy to MY face! Shit. I wanna do that again already!

Hmmm. How should I do this? I wanna get it on with this lucky kid and have a climax or two of my own, and I've already promised him a titfuck. Yet I do need to keep up pretenses. Will he buy it if I go back into officious nurse mode, or will that seem too cheesy and improbable by this point?

She decided to resume her nurse role. Standing above him, she gazed at his exposed crotch. "Hmmm. Your penis is down for the count. We'll have to use every measure to revive it quickly, even if it might not be standard behavior for a nurse."

He thought, That's the understatement of the year! He wondered about her change of demeanor, but it never occurred to him to question whether the whole diagnosis was legitimate. Even if it had, he had every reason not to rock the boat when everything was going so well.

She looked down at herself, wearing just her panties, which had become visibly wet in front. Then she looked over at him, slumped against the side of the counter. She thought, What's the point of even pretending at this point? Let's just have fun! Still, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to give him a veneer of "official" justification.

So she said, "Alan, this is my last appointment of the day. Still, I figure we don't want to keep your considerate mother waiting in the car too long. I promised to show you how a titfuck works, and it would be nice if you could have another climax before you go. I don't mind at all helping you reach your daily target. But that means we need to get this show on the road, and that means getting your penis erect again. Is there anything I can do to help there?"

As she finished saying that, she stood back and struck a sexy pose with her hands just above her boobs.

Alan was agog. Wow, she's hot! My nurse is some kind of horny, dirty slut, and I love it! But the sight and thought weren't enough to get his penis hard again, since he was still in the refractory period after his previous climax.

She told him to lie on the examination table. When he did, she climbed on top of him and began to feverishly kiss all over his face.

Soon their lips met and they tongued each other while his hands ran all over her near-naked body. She resumed stroking his dick while they kissed and he ran his hands all over her backside. Despite the fact that the only item of clothing she still wore were her panties, he pushed those aside to probe deep into her ass crack.

But all her extra attention and effort wasn't really necessary, as his penis would have been hard in another minute anyway just from her near nakedness, not to mention the prospect of enjoying his first titfuck. Far from getting burned out from all his sexual fun, he was finding it easier and easier to get aroused the more that sex occupied his life.

The helpful nurse, when she saw that the situation was literally well in hand, had him change places so that he was now on top.

He straddled her, with his knees on each side of her stomach while his stiff prick poked at her breasts.

She grabbed the sides of her breasts and pushed them together, which exaggerated her modest cleavage. "Now take that penis and stick it right in there." She was trying to sound dispassionate but not succeeding very well, because she was just as worked up as he was. "Imagine that it's my vagina, and that you're fucking me. You may have some trouble imagining that, so maybe next time you can give me a good fuck, so that, uh, you can make a better comparison between these methods. Would you like that?"

Her efforts to appear professional were increasingly absurd. Alan could see right through her, and that she obviously just wanted to fuck.

She knew her excuse was silly; she couldn't help but smile as she said this.

Alan already had his dick in position between her tits, so he began to stroke with it. "Yes, I think that would be most ... educational," he snickered. He was amazed at what a wonderfully soft channel her boobs made for him.

"Yes, very educational..." she moaned. "It would be even better if you could fuck my pussy as soon as we were done with this, to help you, you know, more directly compare and contrast."

They both laughed at the charade.

She went on, "However, I'm worried about your mother, who's waiting in the car. What if she gets tired of waiting and comes in to check on you, only to find you balls-deep in my pussy?"

He moaned extra loudly after hearing that.

"Unfortunately, we'll have to make this quick. When we do it, I want us to do it properly." She added a bit more considerately, "And your first time should be really special, with someone you love deeply."

He thought about his first time, just a day earlier. He smiled broadly, happy that it had been with someone he did love deeply.

He continued to pound his erection though her velvety soft tunnel. He used his hands to push her boobs together and create a better path to plow. As a bonus, that made her breasts seem much bigger than they really were. Rather than just hold them there, he stroked them, mashed them, and even managed to pinch her nipples from time to time.

When he needed to pause to prevent ejaculating too soon, he would remove his cock for a spell and suck on her breasts. They were the complete focus of attention now for both of them.

Akami felt obliged to refrain from sexy talk, since she was trying to maintain at least some plausible cover of this being a professional nurse's duty. But the sultry "fuck me" look in her eyes showed how aroused and excited she truly felt.

Within a few minutes, she could sense that he was ready to shoot. "If I might make a medical observation..." she said between heaving breaths. Her body squirmed beneath him and she seemed ready to climax.

"Yes, of course. Will there be a test on this later?" he giggled.

"Note the proximity between my cleavage and my mouth," she pointed out. "It's almost as if the body is designed so that when you're done fucking a woman's breasts, you can scoot up a bit and shoot your load into her mouth. And since we already have your sperm sample..." Her calm words belied the wild look in her eye and the excitement and energy flowing from her.

"Penetrating analysis, nurse! Let me test your hypothesis!" He almost shouted as he grew more excited with every second. "Watch out! It's coming ... Get ready!" He got his prick positioned over her mouth and began to shoot into it from only an inch or two away.

She closed her eyes, raised her head, and braced for the cum-blast. She took it all in, like a baby chick begging for food from its mother bird. At the same time, she lifted her butt into the air and clenched her body as a great orgasm coursed through her.

As soon as she'd sucked the last drop dry, she said, "Very ... therapeutic."

By this time, he could see that her pretense to be a nurse just doing her duty had become a parody. That gave him a good laugh.

"But I keep thinking about your mother," she said more seriously. "You'd better get off me and get cleaned up right away."

He did so, but that comment made him think of his mother too. Jesus Christ! Titfucking Akami was great, but just imagine titfucking MOM! Wow! Or Aunt Suzy! Double wow! Or even Sis or Aims! My God, man! This is like a whole new sex act!

While they washed up and started to put their clothes back on, the nurse began to speak again. "You asked jokingly if there would be a test. As a matter of fact, there will be. I want you to practice what we learned here today frequently over the next two weeks. When you come back for your next appointment, I expect a hands-on demonstration. Of titfucking, and a few other things."

"Wow, nurse," he replied, "you really go the extra mile for your patients!"

They both enjoyed the absurdity of their conversation.

But at the same time, she could tell that he was starting to really wonder what was a joke and what was real. So she replied, "Actually, more like the extra inch. Or eight inches. But only for you, Alan. You're about sixty years younger than our other patients. Keep in mind that your diagnosis is very real, and your treatment is very real. It just so happens that your nurse also happens to like sex a lot. So why can't we both benefit from your need to cum so often?"

"Indeed." Again, he didn't really think things through since this set-up benefited him so much.

"Remember though, other people might not be so understanding. Heck, it's probably better if even Dr. Fredrickson is kept in the dark about just how helpful I've been to you. If you boast at school or tell anyone anything, I could be in a world of trouble, and all your fun might come to an end."

He nodded. "Believe me, I get it. I mean, my mom is helping me out, for crying out loud. I already know how saying anything to anyone would be a disaster. My lips are shut so tight, I have to inhale all my food through my nose."

She chuckled at that, but she was also relieved, since the danger of her getting in trouble was very real. She helped him straighten his shirt, like a fussy mother. "Don't forget what we've learned today. I'm not just having fun with you - there was a real point there."

"Yes, there is a point," he quipped, "and it's starting to poke into my shorts."

She looked and saw that his dick was still flaccid, but she went along with the joke. "Oh dear! Not again! I feel a new round of important tests coming on for your next appointment, so I might have to schedule you for two hours next time! We'll have to test your penis in many different ways."

"That sounds great." He gave her a hug.

When they disengaged, she stood back and pouted. She was genuinely raring to go for more. "Are you really sure you have to go already?"

She had some "trouble" putting her own clothes on, since she was busy fingering her pussy in an attempt to entice him to stay for yet more fun. She'd just put her lab coat back on, but with nothing under it, to make herself look more seductive since she could tell he enjoyed the whole nurse fantasy.

"God, I wish I could stay," he said. "But there'll be a next time."

As she continued to masturbate, she said, "Okay. But seriously, I meant it when I said there was something to learn here. Don't overlook the titfuck any longer. I may not have the biggest boobs in the world, but that doesn't seem to be a problem with your mother or that woman I saw briefly. Suzanne, I believe. With women like that, you'll find a titfuck very pleasant indeed. You may think that chafing your penis is some kind of joke, but it's not. A well-lubed titfuck will keep that chafing at bay."

He realized she really was serious about that point, at least. "Thanks for the advice. And everything else!"

She said, "My pleasure. Literally." Just as she said this, her fingers caused her to orgasm. She laughed at the timing.

When she was more composed a few moments later, she added, "Remember that many women often enjoy a good titfuck, and it's not just some pose for the camera in a porn film. I certainly just enjoyed it! In fact, I had a very nice climax at the end there, probably because you used your hands like you did."

He nodded.

"Oh, and by the way, I see you took my advice to work on your PC muscle. Your stamina and control are really improved since last time! Good show. I had the hardest time preventing you from ejaculating too soon, before. Now, it's like you're the Energizer Bunny."

"Yeah. That PC muscle thing has been helping a lot. I owe everything to you."

"We'll phone with your test results on Monday, and remember, study hard for your next appointment!" She gave him a wink and now made a more sincere effort to get cleaned up and clothed.

He thought, Man! She actually gave me serious advice to enjoy more titfucks! Talk about crazy! Speaking of porn films, I feel like I'm living in one. Is this how older people behave, with wild sex going on behind closed doors? I guess it must be, because it's happening to me.