Date: Wed, 12 Mar 2003 16:06:28 -0500
From: Jennifer Rose <jenrose1982@hotmail.com>
Subject: Just What the Doctor Ordered, Part 2

My true encounter, from my sophomore year in college, continues.  Email
thoughts to: jenrose1982@hotmail.com.

Just What the Doctor Ordered, Part 2

Dr. Stacey and I lay tangled together on the floor beside her bed. She
leaned over and kissed me softly.

"By the way," she said, "you'll have to get a new doctor."

"What? Why?" I asked.

"Because it's not right for me to sleep with my patients. I can either be
your orthapedist or your lover, but not both."

"In that case you're fired," I said, laughing histerically at my own joke.

She kissed me again, more passionately this time. "Wow. That was wonderful,"
she said, "and we've still got all day to play."

"All weekend," I reminded.

"I'd love to take a shower with you," Stacey said. "I was so hot for you in
the shower at the gym that I wanted to attack you."

"Me too. I felt the same way."

We got up and stepped into the bathroom. Stacey began running the water and
in a few seconds were we squeezing into her shower stall. We soaped each
other up and ran our hands over each other. I loved her body, so tight and
firm. Her legs were fairly ripped from all the running she had done. Her ass
was round and perfect, and in front you could see the definition of her abs.
Her breasts were small but beautiful, tipped with dark little buttons. Her
girlish face made her look 10 years younger than her actual age, which was
also a turn-on. I was getting into exploring her body with my hands and
lips.

She obiviously felt the same way. She stood behind me, nuzzling my neck
while running her hands over my ass, stomach and breasts. She squeezed them
gently and teased my nipples with her fingertips. I heard myself groan. She
turned me around to face her and seemingly started shrinking. I realized she
was slowly kneeling. She pushed my legs apart and started gently licking my
pussy lips with the tip of her tongue. God it felt so good. Her hands went
to my ass cheeks to steady herself, and I braced one foot on the rim of the
tub. Her tongue was more insistant, licking deeper, up over the rose of my
clit and back down. "Oh shit," I moaned. "Oh yes. Lick my pussy." I could
feel my juices flowing like the water from the shower. She murmered into my
sex, sending a charge up and across my spine. Between her licking and the
warm water, I felt faint. I had to reach out and steady myself. As she
zeroed in on my clit, I could feel another orgasm rising down deep inside of
me. My hips were rocking forward, fucking Stacey's face. My clit was on fire
and the orgasm grew and exploded, wave upon wave of pleasure almost knocking
me off my feet. One hand went to the back of Stacey's head, both to push her
mouth into my sex and to make sure I didn't topple over.

When it finally subsided I blinked a few times to make sure it wasn't a
dream. She smile and stood, then rinsed us off and turned off the water, and
gently used a towel to dry me off. I was in a daze. Stacey led me back into
the bedroom and laid me on my back on the bed. Then she straddled me, her
body still dripping water. She poised her shaved slit above my face.

"Please?" Her voice was almost pleading. "Do mine."

I didn't answer with words but reached to pull her down on me. Her pussy was
very slick and wet with her own sex juice. She almost smothered me at first,
but I was able to adjust and began licking her sweet pussy in earnest. I was
as energetic as I could be to thank her for the wonderful shower treatment.
I drove my tongue as deep inside her as it would go, then used the broad
part to sweep up and finally across her clit. Then I attacked the clit with
the tip of my tongue, flicking back and forth. I repeated these steps for
several minutes as Stacey rode my face. She was really moaning and groaning,
and I think at some point must have grabbed a pillow to muffle her screams.
Her orgasm seemed to come in a rush, as she used her strong hips and thighs
to ride my face without crushing me.

She rolled off and we curled up together. Both of us drifted off to sleep
and we napped for a couple of hours. When both of us were awake again we
started laughing for some reason. I guess it was just too much to dream of
for us both having found someone else who was so compatable sexually and in
other ways. We talked, introducing ourselves to each other in greater
detail. I kept touching her the whole time we were talking. I just loved her
athletic body, her beautiful golden skin, her intelligence, her
compassionate nature, her incredible talents as a lover. I felt like I was
falling in love.

She was talking about her impressions of our small college town when I
interrupted. "You wouldn't happen to have a strap-on dildo handy, would
you?"

"No," she answered with a start. "I've got a small vibrator here in the
drawer, but I've been meaning to get a strap-on ... when the time was
right." Her eyes danced. "You?"

"My roommate has one back at the dorm," I said. Ooops. That didn't come out
just right.

Stacey smiled and raised one eyebrow, but didn't question me on that.
"Sounds like it's time for a road trip then. I'd love to see your room
anyway. Is your roommate around? I mean, she won't be using it?"

"She's gone home for the weekend."

"Then let's go."

We popped up off the bed and began looking for clothes. Stacey donned a
fresh t-shirt, white socks and began pulling on her jeans. She could read
the look I gave her: "Let's make a rule," she laughed, "no underwear for the
rest of the weekend!"

I had my panties in my hand but immediately dropped them back to the floor.
My bra stayed on the carpet as well. I pulled my sweats on over my bare
body, all the while thinking "what a wild woman..."

More to come...