The Best Little Whorehouse
Copyright© 2024 by ahorsewithnoname
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - Modeled somewhat after the Broadway play, this erotic romp races through the lives of highly-skilled women as they entertain power brokers, from Congressmen to foreign dignitaries, each with their own style of kink. Will the new, innocent girl, Gay, survive the challenges thrown her way? And what of the doctor and his mind control experiments, and who is this mysterious Mr. Horse? EXTREME!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged Hypnosis Mind Control NonConsensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Humor Workplace Light Bond Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Voyeurism Politics Prostitution
Jack thought it had been an awful long time since he had seen a pussy so pretty on his exam table.
He had Gay’s legs in the stirrups and had moved close to look at her. The outer lips flared, revealing rose-colored inner lips, and the hint of what lay inside. The clit, he noticed, was becoming more prominent. He knew she was getting aroused. The spray, again, was working.
He reached out and traced a finger across her light brown pussy hair, down over the hood that partially covered her clit, down between the moist lips, and then pushed inside of her. He heard her moan.
“I’m sorry,” she said quickly, embarrassed, but feeling like her pussy was being slowly set on fire.
“It’s okay,” replied Jack, “it’s a natural reaction. Part of your exam is to see how susceptible you are to sexual stimulation.”
Gay, her brain short-circuiting due to the pheromonal-induced sexual overload, thought this made perfect sense.
She moaned again as Dr. Tails removed his finger. She didn’t see him bring it first to his nose, to inhale her aroma, and then to his mouth, so he could taste her.
Nothing better that Grade A pussy in the morning, he thought. He rubbed his finger against her clit and this time she moaned louder and her legs tried to move.
“Start rubbing your nipples, and squeezing them. We need to test your SSQ, your Sexual Stimulation Quotient.”
“Yes, Doctor,” said Gay, who then started rolling her nipples between her fingers, slowing, trying not to stimulate herself too much. She was afraid of having an orgasm on the doctor’s examining table. She felt the Doctor insert two fingers inside of her pussy and continuing rubbing her clit in slow circles.
Jack listened to her moans increasing, and knew the time was ripe, just like her sweet, peach-syrupy pussy. Withdrawing his fingers, he moved as close as he could, then leaned forward until his lips touched her lips. His tongue surged forward, dipping inside of her, seeking more sustenance.
“Oh God!” said Gay out loud, and then thought to herself, he’s eating my pussy. Ohhhhhh, I’m just going to cum, I know it!
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