EroticReverie

Carden James "Cox" 

I look at her as she blinks at me and then looks back to the half a dozen room setups. She walks down the studio hall.  Theres a bathroom, with a large glass shower, a large clawfoot tub, and a jacuzzi tub as well, and a small sauna.  There's a bedroom that's currently done up in shades of lilac and deep purples, a few stuffed animals propped against a chest at the foot of the bed, with a desk, and posters on the wall, made to look like a teenagers bedroom. Where I shoot all my "naughty step daughter who just turned eighteen" videos.  Then there's a more adult looking bedroom, then a room set up to look like a doctors office. I watch her stop, smirking to myself as she stops in front of it. 

"this one." she says and I smile and walk over to her. 

"You want to be my patient, hmmm?" I ask grabbing her hips, looking at the room. There's a regular exam table, then one with stirrups. Cabinets on the walls, charts on the wall, a jar of cotton swabs and cotton balls, boxes of gloves on the wall, everything you'd see in your doctors office.

She gives a little laugh. 

"What's so funny?" I ask. 

"Oh...I'M not going to the patient Carden." She says and turns and bites her lip with a devious little smile. "You are." 

Sign me the fuck up.  I smirk and nod. 

"Alright doctor." I say, my dick still so fucking hard from fucking her mouth, and watching her suck me off. Watching her actually genuinely, and truly, fucking enjoy tasting other women on my cock. 

"i mean what I said....you're mine, nobody else touches you but-"

"I heard you." she cuts me off.

"Now get the fuck in my office, so I can examine you." she smiles and pushes my chest and I back up, smirking, my cock throbbing, and lick my lips. 

"I assume you have costumes?" she asks. I nod. 

At the end of the hall, there's a room to the left, all of it's in there, whatever is in there is clean.

She nods, but walks to the side of the room and opens the drawers and I see her smile. She pulls out a paper gown and then turns and sets it on the bed.

"Be a good fucking boy and take your clothes off and put this on." She says and I clench my jaw, because fuck. I wasnt used to switching power roles. I was always in charge. I loved being in charge, having control. Making women squirm and writhe and fucking pant for me. I certianly had never been called a "good fucking boy" or been told to be one. I wasnt sure I liked it, but my cock was telling me otherwise. My cock was telling me we liked it . And we liked it alot , if Soraya was the one saying it. 

"Yes Doctor" I say and she smiles with a little wink as she walks out , shuts the door to the room and I groan, and rip my god damn clothes off in a hurry. I put on the fucking paper gown, and sit on the plain flat table, crickly paper and all, leaning my head against the wall as I close my eyes and lift the paper gown and stroke my fucking cock, imagining her taking her clothes off, and putting a sexy little nurse outfit on. 

She's gone for awhile, but I dont fucking rush her, I just keep stroking. She knocks on the door and I groan. I take my hand off my fucking dick and push down the paper gown and sit up. 

"Come in." I say, my eyes going to the floor. I'm picturing the red heels , sky high platform stripper heels in a shiny candy red. A tight white little naughty nurse uniform that barely covers her gorgeous fucking ass. Some fishnet thigh highs or nylons...a little nurse hat....a red bra and panty to match the little red cross , and tiny little nurse hat. 

"Oh fuck." I groan, when she opens the door. The surprise of it, making my dick even harder. 

Because she's not wearing that at all, she didnt go for the fucking obvious. 

She must have chosen from the "secretary" part of the closet. 

Soraya's hair is pinned back, rolled into a little chignon. She's wearing a pair of fake glasses, those must've come from the "Teacher" drawer of accesories. She wears a white doctors coat, meant for me, so it hangs loose on her , going down past the pencil skirt she has on the hugs her fucking hips and thighs like it's fucking painted on. She has a navy blouse on. Silk, partially see through, and with the jacket hanging partially open, I can tell she has no bra on, I can see her tits, the inner curves of them. My dick throbbing and I lick my lips, as she looks down at her little clipboard. A stethescope around her neck , as she taps the pen against her lips. My eyes going to her lips, then down her legs. The pencil skirt cuts off at the knees, leaving me wondering if those dark transparent stocking are thigh highs, or a full set. Fuck. I want to rip her clothes off. I want her so fucking bad. Fuck the fake doctors set, fuck the role play, I just want to fuck her. 

Her heels are plain black pumps, and they click softly as she walks across the floor towards me, still not looking up. Other than her red and orange flame colored hair, and that see through blouse. She looks like a fucking doctor. Head to toe. So much better than the fucking naughty nurse costume. God damn she's good. 

"You're on the wrong table Mister....." she pretends to look for my name. 

"hmm...Cox." she purrs and licks her upper lip and flicks her eyes up at me over her glasses. I swallow with a groan. She lifts one brow, and nods to the gynecology table. 

I'm so fucking busy just looking at her, that I dont even register what she says right away.

"Wait what?" I ask. My brows pinching. She smirks a moment, schooling her face back to her more serious face.

"I said...you're on the wrong table Mister Cox." she says and looks at me.

"Sora-"

"It's Doctor Sinclair." she says and I groan, gritting my teeth.

She sets down the clipboard and then walks over to the table. I watch her spread the little stirrups open and then pat the seat. 

"Over here please." she says. 

I take a breath, pushing up and walking over and she smiles. Looking at me, fighting a little smirk. 

"Don't worry. I'll take good care of you." she says and I turn, sitting on the table. 

"Mmm, good boy" she purrs as she places a hand on my thigh and I curse softly. That good boy, was really doing fucking work on me. God, i fucking loved it. 

"Lay back...and relax...." she says, her hand moving to my inner thigh. 

"Let me examine you." she moans softly. 

"fuck" I mutter again and lay back, and she lets out a little giggle.

She walks around and then standing in front me, I lift my head and look at her. 

"Feet up here." she pats the stirrups.

"Sor-"

" I said." She cuts me off. "Feet....up...here." she says with a sexy as fuck little glare over those glasses.

"jesus" I exhale and lift one leg.

"mmm, good boy" she purs again, making my dick throb, and I lift the other leg, putting the heels of my feet in the metal stirrups with padding on them. 

"you comfortable?" she asks.

"not really" I say.

"Mm, you will be" she says and I exhale hard as she steps forward, her hand going to my dick. 

"fuck" I jump and look at her and she smirks. 

"You might want to pick a safeword" she says grabbing my dick and I groan. She squeezes it. I shake my head. Whatever the fuck she wanted to do me, fuck , I'd let her. I'd let her god damn anything to me. I'd let her play surgeon on my fucking nuts with a scalpel if that's what got her off. I had it fucking bad for her. Mine, she was mine, and she could do whatever the fuck she wanted.

"Mmmm, that's a mistake Daddy, you sure?" she says sweetly , batting her fucking lashes at me , gripping me harder. I groan and nod. 

"So brave" she says. "Such a big boy" she says and I curse, nearly cumming right fucking then. 

"such...a...big...fucking...boy" she moans, stroking my dick now, up and down with a firm grip.

"so big" she moans as she looks at my dick in her hand and licks her lips and then leans down, and drags her tongue from behind my balls, up over them and around them, and I groan. Her tongue dragging slow, back and forth as she strokes my cock. 

"you're doing so good" purrs and kisses my balls and then drags her tongue up my cock and I groan, one hand reaching for her head. She swats it away.

"ah ah" she says shaking her head.

"hands to yourself" she says and I grab the side of the table, watching her, groaning as she wraps her mouth around me, sucking me slowly, both of her hands stacked on my dick, moving around it, her wrists working me slowly as she makes out with the head of my dick, licking the tip, flicking her tongue under the crown, and around it. I groan as I watch her. 

"Shit" I groan, laying my head back and groaning as she sucks the head of my cock and pushes her tongue to the tip and her hands slide down, cupping my balls and her mouth goes down further and she moans.

"hows that feel?" she asks with a little moan.

"so fucking good" I groan. 

"Yeah? You feeling better? Should I stop?" she asks innocently.

"fuck no." I groan. "keep going" 

she giggles and sucks me back into her mouth, but then pops it off and I lift my head back up. 

"get back here" I groan as she rolls the little stool across the room. She grabs a glove. I cock a brow. 

"What are you doing?" I ask. 

"My job." she smirks, and then pulls a litle bottle of lube out of the pocket of the doctors coat and my fucking asshole clenches. 

"Soraya." I groan. 

Yes, I've had prostate exams before. I've even had a few girls eat my ass. But i've never had a woman stick her fingers in me for pleasure. It had to do with control, it wasnt that I wasnt open minded to it. Or that I had any stigma about guys taking pleasure that way. But it was fucking vulnerable, and submissive, and that wasn't me. 

Was I going to stop her? Maybe. 

"mmm, shhhh" she says as she squirts lube onto two of her fingertips. "Our brave boy, doesnt have a safeword, remember?" she asks and I curse. 

"Now lay back and let your Doctor take a look at you." she smirks and I curse, dropping my head to the table. 

"yes Doctor" I groan. 

"mmm, fuck" she moans. "such a good boy."