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Our First Porn
Virgin Porn
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| Slap, Shoot, and Score |
| (It all began with this) |
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| Dick Zucocksky came off the ice after a hard, sweaty practice and Coach Chick informed him that he "really had" to see the doctor for his sore muscles. The team had a big game coming up and Zucocksky had to be relaxed and ready. Despite the fact that he hated getting up early, he had an appointment with Dr. Tittus at 6:00 a.m. the next day. The alarm went off at 5:15 and Dick got up and took a shower. Naked, he stepped into the shower and began to admire his lean, sculpted body. He could feel that his strong muscular legs ached as well as his rock hard ass. He was easily excited because of the porns he had been watching last night so he began stroking his long erect shaft... After he was done he made his way over to the rink. The doctor was waiting in the training office, which was down the hall from the weight room and the ice rink. Dick walked in and immediately noticed the doctor and her voluptuous body. She was a very attractive woman wearing a tight white lab jacket that seemed to be suffocating her swelling, perky breasts. Her shiny brown hair was pinned up with a hair clip. "Hi, you must be Dick Zucocksky. I'm Dr. Kitty Tittus. Let's get you out of those clothes and see what we can do about those sore muscles. Here's a towel." "Hi Kitty. Very nice to meet you." "What time does your practice start?" "Not until 9:00." "Good, I want you to be relaxed and ready to go." Dick undressed and laid down on the exam table. Kitty walked over to the table and began massaging IcyHot into his thighs. Dick gasped as the IcyHot made his leg tingle. He said, "Oh, that feels so good." His thigh wasn't the only thing tingling, but he was too shy to say that. Dr. Tittus assured Dick that she only wanted him to feel good and that she would do anything to help. Kitty continued to firmly grasp and pull at his quad muscle and Dick began to really loosen up, with the exception of his member that was covered by the towel. He closed his eyes and licked his lips and began to realize how thirsty he was. As Dr. Tittus began to massage his other leg, Dick asked, "Do you have anything I can wet your, uh, I mean my lips with?" Kitty handed him a bottle of water and asked if any other muscles needed tending to. Dick responded, "I hate to impose, but my butt really hurts." Kitty said, "Well, it just needs a little TLC. I'm a doctor, I know exactly what you need." Dr. Tittus and Zucocksky immediately flashed knowing smiles at each other. They both blushed and Dick rolled over. Kitty went to work on his ass. She massaged the oil into every tight muscle along his lower back and his firm glutteous maximus. Dick couldn't control himself anymore; he let loose a moan. "My aim must be pretty good, huh Dick? Roll over," she said with urgency in her voice. He rolled over with a confused look on his face, but he was secretly turned on by the assertiveness in her tone of voice. All of sudden, his excitement wasn't so secret anymore as she spied his manliness bulging through the towel. Kitty grabbed at the towel and said, "We won't be needing this anymore. Let's work on this other muscle." She walked to the end of the table, got on, and crawled cat-like between his legs. Kitty let down her mahogany tresses, which caressed his inner thighs. She kissed his thighs and moved up closer to his swollen shaft. She began to "massage" his long penis with her tongue, slowly drawing it up and down the whole length of it. Dick grabbed at the table, leaned his head back, and groaned in pure pleasure. As Kitty had said before, she was a doctor and she knew exactly what he needed. Kitty took him in her mouth and began moving up and down, slowly at first, and then working up speed. Dick touched her head and began running his fingers through her hair. She looked up at him with a devilish grin as she gasped for air. Suddenly, her lab coat popped open revealing a sheer black bra. Dick stopped being shy and whispered, "Take it off." He wanted to see more of her rosy nipples. She immediately complied and stripped down to her matching sheer black thong. As she approached his dick, she shook her round, smooth ass and playfully looked at him. He longingly gazed at her milky, white breasts as they bobbed back and forth. Her one hand wrapped around the base of his penis while the other cupped his balls in her hand. As she played with his balls, her hand quickly moved up and down the sensitive part on the underside. She licked her lips in anticipation and began to run her tongue over the tip of his penis. She engulfed his stick and became more aggressive with her hands. His throbbing vein started to pulse and she knew he was on the verge of cumming. His milky ejaculation poured into her mouth and she swallowed every bit, relishing the taste. Kitty got off the table and sat on her desk. Dick followed. He lunged in and began kissing her neck and with his tongue traced a path down to her hard nipples. It must have been cold in the room but neither one had realized due to the heated passion that they were generating. With his hands he started caressing her back, moving his hands down to her hips. He pulled her in closer and began running his tongue over her nipples, licking and sucking them. His fingers gently brushed her stomach and found their way down to her hot, wet pussy. He rubbed his thumb over her clit causing a moan to escape from Kitty. He moved one hand to her breasts and passionately groped them while his other hand kept busy. He planted kisses down her feminine figure. She smelled so good that Dick couldn't wait to taste her. He softly bit on her thong using his teeth to pull them off. Once he had removed the bothersome article of clothing, he ran his tongue up her leg to her inner thigh where he sensuously kissed closer and closer to the "best meal on the east coast." Dick went in, his tongue gently exploring Kitty's pussy. While he was still fingering her, he became more and more aggressive. Zucocksky started moving his head to the left and to the right, his tongue flickering with increasing pressure, pleasing her from every angle possible. Dr. Tittus screamed as the young, skilled hockey player savored every drop that dripped from her luscious lips. Recovering from the orgasm, she sat up and they looked directly into each other, slowly moving closer together. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her in, her head tilted up to his face. Passionately, their lips met for the first time as their tongues found new territories. Zucocksky grabbed Kitty's hand and guided her to the locker room where they found the bench next to his locker. He proudly took out his jersey, #69, and laid it down before she situated herself on the bench. "Lay down," he commanded. She spread her legs slowly, revealing her willingness to him. His excitement was obvious as he assumed the position. His hands gently guided his long, hard member into her wet pussy. He began slowly, and then fell into a smooth, rhythmic fuck. Their breathing became faster and heavier as they both came closer and closer to cumming. He pumped on while he licked her smooth, white neck. She begged for more. She wanted all of him. He fucked her harder and harder until they were both sweaty and gasping for air. With one final powerful thrust they exploded in mutual rapture. Panting, their bodies exhausted, they laid on the bench of the locker room catching their breath, lusting for more. Dr. Tittus, flushed with excitement, had one request. "It's always been a fantasy of mine, can you put on your skates and maybe even the helmet?" she asked with a coy smile. With an impish grin, he said, "Only if we do it on the Zamboni." He jumped up and went to his locker and put on his skates and helmet. With one look at each other, they raced to the great Zamboni. Quietly, they checked for workers. There was no one in sight. They climbed to the top of the great Zamboni and Kitty straddled Zucocksky on the seat. She lifted off the helmet and dove into his full, pouting lips. It only took a few of Dr. Tittus' tittilating kisses to make him aroused again. She lifted her head and put the helmet back on him while positioning herself for his entry. He slid into her while she rocked her hips into him. He forcefully grabbed her hips and kept bringing her deeper and deeper into him. Dr. Tittus rode Zucocksky like a fucking pony. She leaned back, grabbed his helmet, and forced his face down to her bouncing breasts. A cool gust of air blew through their heated bodies causing her nipples to harden. She could no longer control the volume of her delectation. Kitty screamed, "Oh Dick!" as her wet pussy set off an explosion inside her. They knew that it wasn't over yet. Pulling her even deeper than before he grunted out, "C'mon baby, again." Obeying his request, she grinded into him even faster, feeling his long, thick erection in just the right spot. She detonated with ecstasy. She leaned over, looked into his eyes, and panted, "I want more." Dr. Tittus bounced and squealed to a new, orgasmic level. With a second (or maybe third) wind, Zucocksky pressed one hand into her stomach and wrapped his other arm around her waist. He tightly pulled her in and let out an "uh!" as the puck crossed the line and fired into the net. She could barely breath by this time and the only audible thing that came from her mouth was "Hat trick." |
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