A diligent examination

(This chapter is part of a multichapter smut scene.)

“You’re dressed like a whore, doctor. Is that the dress code for all doctors around here? Or just the ones with ‘whore’ in their name?” the man asked as though it were a perfectly innocent question.

“Just me, unfortunately. You see, some jackass thought-” Professor Stump stopped short as she withdrew her patient’s cock, awestruck by the lethal weapon this man called his dick. She estimated it was over eight inches, and it wasn’t even hard yet. Again, she looked at Phil, practically begging him to let her off the hook, but he just smiled and watched. Turning back to the imposing tool, she proceeded with the examination.

“R-Right… Some soreness you said. Let’s see…” She grabbed the girthy member and ran her hand along it tentatively. Even his cock was strong, it seemed, as she struggled in vain to apply enough pressure to compress the veins along the length. Still, she did her best to give him a satisfying handjob, hoping that she could get him off before being split in two for both his and Phil’s enjoyment.

However, the patient was not content to simply sit still through her examination. He grabbed the brunette’s hair and effortlessly pulled her upward to a semi-standing position as she irritably continued her handjob. Now standing with bent knees, her ass was in spanking range, which he took quick advantage of.

Stump yelped each time as three excessively strong slaps collided with her bare asscheek. Glaring at the unruly patient through her black-rimmed glasses, she growled, “Please do not interrupt my examination. It can be very dangerous. Neither of us wants that.” To make her message clear, she squeezed with every ounce of **** she had on the man’s cock, now rock hard from her efforts. It felt like she was squeezing an iron rod, completely unyielding in her grip to match the man’s unyielding attitude toward her scolding.

“I don’t think you understand the full extent of my condition, whore. I mean, Dr. Whore. Let me show you.” Still holding onto her hair, a quick shove downward returned her to a kneeling position, the shock leaving her legs somewhat sore. Immediately following, he shoved her mouth onto his absurd length, filling her throat with inches to spare. The doctor panicked, first smacking her hands onto the couch to send a signal that this was not okay, then pressing against the man’s chest to try to pry herself free. It had no effect at all.

“There, that feels more like you’re getting to the source of the problem, Dr. Whore.” The impatient patient began shoving her head up and down his member, easily moving her around like a ragdoll despite any resistance she put up. Eventually she gave up on resisting, relenting to the fact that making him cum in this degrading manner was still better than getting fucked. At the same time, though, it was taking a good deal of effort not to touch herself as her body heated up beneath the scent of depravity and the disrespect she was receiving. She couldn’t believe her body was reacting to this at all, but she put that point aside for now.

Up and down, mercilessly, the man **** Stump to deepthroat him without worrying about her need to breathe, and just as she was reaching her limit, the patient reached his as he began emptying his balls down her waiting throat. The woman’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as cum filled her throat to the brim and started to spurt out lewdly around the dick stuffed in her mouth. For several seconds, the only thing the woman was aware of was the colossal cock using her as a cum dumpster, her cunt leaking and clenching, and her rapidly waning oxygen supply.

After a short eternity for the cumstuffed physician, the man was finished and he released her hair. However, she continued to sit with her mouth impaled on his cock for a few seconds before realizing that it was over. Once her brain turned back on, she pulled her head back, cum and spit falling on her chest as gratifying air returned to her lungs.