MILFs of St Dominic
Copyright© 2021 by MaryS
Chapter 3: Doctor Timmons
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3: Doctor Timmons - A community where mothers and sons have their own activities and fathers and daughters have their own activities.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/ft Teenagers Consensual Lesbian Fiction Incest Mother Son Father Daughter Humiliation Anal Sex Analingus Facial Oral Sex Spitting
Dr. Renee Timmons drove into the parking lot of the medical center where she had her practice.
‘Good thing I’m sitting on a pad,’ I thought, cum was leaking out of my anus. I squirmed in my car seat a little. I looked in the rear view mirror and adjusted my hair. “Fuck, I’m gonna be late.”
Me, Wendy Holman, and Debra Kinsey are the only doctors in the St Dom community. There are no male doctors. I specialized in gynecology, it’s something I’m very intimate with.
Sometimes I had lunch with my two colleagues at the golf club, which I really looked forward too. Other times my son Bart, a senior at St Dom high school, sells me for sex to his teachers or other members of the community during my lunch hour or after the office was closed for the day.
Today Bart sold me for a hundred dollars to the chess club for an hour during my lunch break. He sold me for one game and sometimes those games took two to three hours, so today I was lucky. For the last hour I was on my hands and knees, with a chess board carefully placed on my back. I had a cock in my mouth, one in my anus as the two boys played a quick game of chess.
I was running late, hell, ever since I got up this morning I had been running late. My husband Andy and Bart insisted on a morning sandwich. ‘They took their sweet time with me,’ I muttered as I pulled into my designated parking space.
I had only seen ten patients this morning before Bart texted my secretary Karen telling her that I was suppose to be at the chess club at 11. Now the fucking waiting room was getting full. I smiled at my patients as I walked through the front door. If looks could kill.
Walking through my open office door, I suddenly paused. “Oh, hi Susan, what a surprise. What are you doing in my office?”
Despite my annoyance at this intrusion, I couldn’t stop from giggling at the sight of her timid eyes avoiding mine. This little fourteen year-old employee standing behind my desk with her hands clasped in front of her and her eyes gazing at the floor. I hired teen girls who had dropped out of school, I mean some of them just weren’t ready for higher education like high school, I hired them cheap. Susan’s job was to keep the exam rooms stocked, escort the patients to the rooms, and do anything else I needed.
“Um, Mrs. Timmons, I mean, Doctor Timmons, I, um...”
“Fuck, come out with it, say it!” I huffed standing in front of my desk. “I have a lot of women and girls to see today, and don’t have time to stand here listening to you stutter!” Fuck I so wanted to see her bust out with tears! I was a hard ass when it came to my employees.
I tossed my purse on the couch and took my white doctor’s smock from the coat stand. It declared, “Dr. R. Timmons” over the right breast pocket, and “Timmons Medical Office” over the left breast pocket.
“Yes Ma’am, well ... you see ... do you think you could ... do that thing for me? Again?”
I let out a sigh and looked at my watch. “Susan, I really don’t have time for this sort of thing. I’ve got like twenty girls to see for their school year physicals and they have to get back to class, not sit around in the waiting room wasting time.”
She gives me a pouting look and stares down at the floor. Such a stupid ditz this teenager. She had just started her Freshman year of high school and she’s dropped out already. Okay, so that’s one less ditsy girl to teach. Hell I’m wondering if she stayed in school, would she be smart enough to graduate. Doesn’t matter now, she’s working for me.
Susan gives me a doe eyed look and says, “Pretty please?”
I look at my watch again. “Oh fuck, okay.” I turn around to lock the office door behind me as Susan bounces up and down happy as she lightly claps her hands. She pulls my office chair back and sits down on it.
“God damn it, I just don’t have time for this!” I huff as I looked out my office window to the waiting area. There are like twenty girls and their mother’s waiting to see me, some need to get back to school. I pulled the shade closed.
Susan is smiling as I walk around my desk. I huff impatiently for her to move my chair. She’s pulled the chair right up to the edge of the desk. Gawd, she’s such a dumb bimbo if I ever saw one! Like the airhead she is, she profusely apologizes and pushes the chair back a little giving me just enough room I need to crawl under the little boxed cubical under my desk.
Instantly she pushes the chair back up to the desk, trapping me on either side with her knees. There’s just not enough room to do anything under here.
“Well, at least you remembered to remove your panties this time,” I say sarcastically.
“Thank you Doctor Timmons. I remembered how upset you were with me last time. How you struggled to pull them down and off my feet.” she giggled.
Like I said, there’s no room under my desk so I had to carefully pull her thong down, but had to ask her to lift her ass so I could pull them from under her. Then I couldn’t get the stupid thing past her knees because I was between them, so I carefully stretched her thong past one knee then the other. It was her ankles that presented the most difficulty, I had to use my right hand pull the thong off one ankle, then my left hand the other, all without looking at what I was doing. Fuck! I asked her to roll the chair back to make it easier for me but she replied that she was comfortable where she was.
I look down at my watch a third time, still shaking my head. “Susan dear, I really don’t have time for this. Those young girls are waiting for their physicals,” I huff again.
“Hmmmm ... Doctor Timmons, please...”
“Oh, alright.”
I lean forward and flick my tongue rapidly across her cunt, her juices already flowing excitedly from it, her little clit is budding.
“You’re a horny one today,” I muffled between her creamy thighs.
“Ohhhh, that feels soooo good Miss Timmons ... Aahhh, fuck, yesss!”
I really am amazed just how stupid she sounds with her moaning. I pull my mouth off her cunt, “It’s Doctor Timmons, and of course it’s going to feel good, you ditz. That’s the point of licking your cunt, why else would you be asking me to do it! Honestly! Your so stupid sometimes, I wonder why I even hired you.”
“Your right, Doctor Timmons,” moaned the teenager.
Her hands take hold of my head and force my tongue deeper into her moist cunt. Didn’t I tell her last time not to do that and the times before that? I can’t have my brunette shoulder length hair looking all out of place for my patients!
“Mmmffff ... Susan ... mmfff ... I’ve asked you a bunch of times not to touch my hair ... mmmfff.”
“Yes, Mrs. Timmons, I know, now less talking and more licking” moaned the teenager, but she kept her hands on my head anyway. It’s doctor to you. Fuck!
After a couple of minutes, her cunt splatters and spurts happily in my mouth, and I smack my lips at every bit of it and since I can’t help it, I rub my nose and cheeks back and forth across her cunt. The taste and smell is well, heavenly, way better than a smelly cock and ambrosia tasting cum. What would my husband and son say if they heard me say that?
Suddenly there’s a knock on my door and my eyes widen.
“Come on Susan, open up, its me!”
I can instantly tell its Karen, my bimbo secretary. She’ll be fifteen next month. What’s that stupid whore doing here?
“Hold on,” Susan yelled back.
I remain wide-eyed, kneeling under my desk as Susan rolls the chair back, stands up and runs to open the door. I can hear both blonds giggle themselves silly as they re-lock the door and head back to me.
Then Karen bends slightly to look at me, “Hi, cunt licker, your face is all wet,” she giggles.
I turn my blushing head away, “You girls know I don’t like to be called cunt licker,” I retort.
Another round of giggles ensues as Karen gets into the chair vacated by Susan and hikes up her short nurse’s skirt, she’s wearing panties. Fuck. I just kneel there and frown, the top of my head up against the bottom of the desk drawer.
“God damn it Karen,” I say with annoyance in my voice. “Didn’t I ask you last time and the time before that, to remove your panties first?
“You did Doctor Timmons, but I keep forgetting because of my excitement,” Karen replied giggling.
“Fuck,” I reach up on either side of Karen’s hips and pull down her thong. I can’t pull the thong from under her ass cheeks. “Can you please lift yourself a little?”
“Oh sorry.” Karen raises herself ever so slightly. I pull her thong clear of her ass and down to her knees.
I work the thong past her knees, “Come on Karen! I’ve got so many girls to see.” I have her thong down to her ankles. “How about doing this after closing time?”
“Oh shut up Doctor Timmons and examine my cunny with your little tongue depressor!” the teen laughs.
I get her thong completely off and burn with shame as I hand it up to her.
“Thank you, Doctor Timmons,” Karen says with a smile in her voice.
I look at my expensive Rolex. “Look girls, this is totally unprofessional of you. How can I ignore those girls in the waiting room?” I plead staring at Karen’s moist cunt. The air under the desk is thick with the smell of cunt.
Karen grabs both of my ears and pulls my head forward, “Your totally unprofessional, doctor cunt licker, now get too it”
My mouth engulfs Karen’s cunt and I get to work, with the usual “ooohhh’s” and “ahhhh’s” escaping her lips. In a minute or so, I’ll finish her off with a few flicks of my tongue on her clit.
Susan finishes putting her panties on. She squats down next to the chair watching like a curious child as I lick Karen.
“You’re a natural at this, Doctor Timmons.”
“Mmmm,” I try and reply.
“See you out front Karen.”
“Okay,” moaned Karen.
Did Susan forget to lock the door behind her? Such a stupid cunt! Don’t I always tell the girls to lock the door behind them?
“Ohhhh so nice. Such a nice cunt licker to help all us poor teenagers. All those years of cunt licker school really did wonders for that tongue, Doctor Timmons!” Karen squealed.
I pull my head away from her cunt just a little bit, “God damn it, it’s medical school you idiot!” I curse at her between her legs. Unfortunately it doesn’t sound all that commanding when it’s echoed off her cunt and creamy thighs.
“Yes, yes, gooood doctor cunt licker. Lick me like a good little professional woman!” she moans as she runs her fingers thru my hair.
I pull my head back again, “I would if you’d let me. All your condescending talk is distracting me.”
How come Wendy Holman and Deborah Kinsey aren’t laughed at by boys and girls? How come just me?
“Too bad, doctor cunt licker,” she squeals again.
I really wanted to be a cheerleader growing up. I was really excited to start high school so I could tryout for the team, so I could be somebody, fuck and suck the boys in school, make my mother proud of me.
At the start of my Freshman year, I went to tryouts and didn’t get picked. I was sitting in the bleachers, dejected, trying to figure out what I was going to tell my parents when Tina, the captain of the cheerleaders and a senior and Alison and Betty, also seniors and co-captain’s sat down on either side of me.
The team needed an equipment manager they said, a person who had attention to detail, a manager who could keep their personal things and equipment clean and orderly. Would I be interested? Fuck yes, I replied, a manager for ten cheerleaders? Who wouldn’t? My mother would be proud of me.
At the start of our Freshman year, we were all members of the SLUT club, our dads fucking us at the mansion. We all lost our virginity to our dads. We all watched and cheered as we each lost our virginity. My mother on her hands and knees holding me up as my father pushed his cock into my cunt. I watched as Tina’s mother and Betty’s mother and Alison’s mother, and the other mother’s helped their daughters lose their virginity. We were equal in that respect, but at school, I did my best to fit in with the cheerleaders.
On the first day of practice, Tina said that I had to learn the essence of each girl so she had me stand in the middle of the locker room and the girls put their panties on my head as they changed for practice. I was humiliated as the girls laughed at me, but I took it, took their verbal abuse because I was part of something bigger than me.
We all went to work at the golf club. The cheerleaders by virtue of being dancers, were assigned to the striptease and pole dancing room at the golf club. I was assigned as a shower attendant, giving sponge showers to the men and boys. We all had important jobs at the golf club, but I knew that helping the cheerleaders was more important.
In time I was taught to tidy up the locker room, hang up their clothes and wait for them, all with the panties on my head. By the end of the first month, I could correctly match the cheerleader with the correct pantie smell. I took it upon myself to wash, dry and iron their panties and hang them in their lockers. I neatly lined up their poms-poms, and left inspirational notes for each cheerleader in their locker. Although they laughed at me as they read the notes and I burned with shame, they were very appreciative of my personal touches.
Watching me at the SLUT club, Tina assigned me the additional duty as manager of stress relief. The girls and I would meet at Tina’s house, or Alison’s or Betty’s for a little relief time. The girls would lounge in the bedroom, bottomless, and I would scoot between each girl giving two minutes of licks. I learned how each girl wanted her cunt tended to, when to flick my tongue across their clit, when to rub my face and cheeks across their cunts.
I did the same during girl girl acts at the SLUT club as our father’s watched and cheered me on. I loved it, the smells, the different tastes. I was in heaven.
On Sunday afternoons after church, I would be in Tina’s bedroom. She would be sitting on her bed against the headboard with her legs spread doing homework as I lay on my stomach between her legs slowly licking and kissing her cunt, talking to it, making it feel appreciated. Sometimes she would put her Bible on the top of my head as she memorized important verses. Even though we were equal at the SLUT club, I followed her around the school like a puppy.
Halfway through the football season, I earned the new title of brown nose manager. I learned to work my tongue way up their anus, making them squirm and giggle with delight. I learned what each cheerleader’s cunt and anus smelled and tasted like so that when we were at the SLUT club, we play the blind taste test. The girls would blindfold me and I would lick each one, guessing who it was. They would try and trick me by trading places with each other. The father’s thought it was great fun and waged lots of money on the game. I made my father money that he invested which made us more money. My taste and smell were unbeatable.
On away games, the girls would gather in one of the rooms and I would relieve their stress. The cheerleaders said I was way better than any boy at licking cunt. I was proud of my managerial duties.
During the off season, I would get texts during class from certain cheerleaders telling me to be in a certain place at a certain time and when I got there I would kneel and stick my head under their cheerleader skirt and lick away. Licking a boys cum from their cunt or anus. All the while the girls paying me no attention as they talked about the boy they had just fucked.
By my senior year of high school, I was a legend at the SLUT club, the golf club and of course in school. Freshman girls who were selected for the cheer team looked forward to my tongue. In the locker room before games, I made sure the cheerleaders came at least once, it made them more relaxed.
I left home for college, graduating at 21 with a biology degree. In the student dorms, I kept up my licking, becoming good friends with the Resident Assistants.
St Dominic, the community, paid for my medical school, as it did with Wendy Holman and Deborah Kinsey. St Dominic needed certain doctors so the three of us specialized in our fields. During my internship at a large hospital, I would hang out in the medical supply closet, licking and sucking the other female doctors, relieving their stress.
But now, with years of medical school behind me, I beam with pride as I peer up from under the desk, past Karen’s shoulders, past her rolling eyes, to my diplomas and awards behind her on the wall. “Dr. Renee Timmons, MD.” The honor roll certificates from high school, the President’s award from university, each year. Says it all doesn’t it? I came out better than those cheerleaders!
My ears ring as Karen’s firm thighs squeeze against my head. Her orgasms are always so damn strong, it truly amazes me. She keeps me head locked in her thighs, insisting I scoop up every inch of her juiced sex as it spasms and clenches my extended tongue. I do of course, it’s a heavenly taste.
As my head finally escapes Karen’s thighs, I rub my face back and forth and up and down over her cunt, smearing her heavenly cunt juice all over it.
“Did cunt licker do a good job on her secretary’s cunt today?” Doris spoke with glee. I look up with butterflies in my stomach. Fuck!
Doris, sixteen, my office manager. I don’t know why I made her the office manager. I didn’t hear her walk in, but how could I with Karen’s thighs squishing my ears.
Karen warmly looked up and nodded with a smile. “Oh, she was a good cunt licker today. Very, very good doctor cunt licker!”
“Doctor, I’m a doctor, I earned it.” I lightly whispered in rebellion, only to hear them laugh at me. I know I shouldn’t blush, but I am.
“Is our long tongue depressor still in operation cunt licker?” Doris smiles sweetly at me.
“But ... but I cant. Please Doris, the girls in the waiting room. Their mother’s will get upset at me for making them late to school.” I plead as I look up at her.
But my pleas went on deaf ears as my office manager sat down in my chair and rolled it up to my waiting face, her cunt already pantyless and her nurse’s skirt up around her waist.
“Come on doctor cunt licker, stop yakking and get that pink stick you call a tongue waaaaaay inside my cuntasaurus!”
Her hands grip the top of my hair and lead me to task. I can’t help but giggle as I pleasure her cunt ... Doris Cuntasaurus! I love calling her that ... behind her back, of course!
I kneel there passively between her teen thighs, letting her grind my wet face into her cunt. I might as well let her do her thing, least this whole nonsense won’t take any longer than it has to. After all my back is killing me being hunched over under my desk, not to mention my knees are hurting. And God damn it, I still have all those girls to get to.
“Mmmmmmm Fuck yeah! Damn that feels fantastic. This is much better than your first time ... ohhhhhhh.”
Well, I do pride myself on my learning ability. Didn’t she see those educational awards and my medical diploma on the wall?
“My office staff and I had a lovely conversation in the break room earlier today.”
Her office staff? Who’s the employer here? If my face wasn’t wedged in her cunt, I would’ve told her that she worked for me.
“We were discussing that while we have to eat in the break room, you get to go out and have lunch with Wendy Holman and Deborah Kinsey.”
I wiggle my head ‘no’ in her cunt! I’ve earned eating out with the only other two doctors in the community. All those years in university and med school, I’ve earned it.
“Especially when you get all your eating done with my office staff anyways!”
I feel her thighs squeeze my head for emphasis. What was she getting at?
“So I was thinking. Wouldn’t it be so much more convenient for you to just eat with us in the break room? Forget about eating an expensive lunch at the golf club, save the expense. Besides, Doctor Holman and Doctor Kinsey are just being nice to you.”
I desperately wiggle my head ‘no’.
“My office staff believes you’d really enjoy our ‘All You Can Eat’ buffet, under the table of course, in that lowly dirty lunch room. Wouldn’t you agree, Doctor Timmons?”
A tear rolls down my cheek at the thought. How totally undignified! Me, ‘Dr. Renee Timmons, MD’. I worked hard getting my business started, I was somebody important in the St Dominic community. I deserve the best things in life. The break room? How could I ever live with myself eating with my staff there?
“Oh you don’t like the way that sounds doctor cunt licker?” Doris gasped as I flicked my tongue across her clit. “It won’t be so bad. We’ll get a nice big table in the corner, away from the windows of course. And since we know you’d eagerly agree to eat with us, we are having four chairs specially made for the break room. Chairs with a ‘U’ shaped seat so you can pick which buffet hole you want to eat from. I’m sure my office staff will wipe their bum after each use.”
My stomach fluttered and I poked my tongue deeper into my office manager’s cunt.
“Oh my,” Doris squirmed. “Hmmm, nice. But just so that Doctor Holman and Doctor Kinsey don’t wonder where you’re at, I think you should tell them that you prefer eating and socializing with us.”
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