Part 1 Available Here

Quick disclaimer, all characters are over 18. This is set in the UK where the legal drinking age is 18

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Part 2

“Answer me right now – what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Dr Tim sounds really mad, deep voice filling this private cubicle in the medical tent. Loud enough I reckon the people outside can probably hear, even over the rumbling speakers of the nearby Pyramid Stage.

I’d hoped my freshly-drained buddy might come to my defense; distract Tim while I try to screw the cap back on my hard earned prize… A vain hope, it seems - my generous sperm donor all too keen to throw me under the bus...

“She came onto me – crazy bitch just forced her way in and took advantage of me!”

Fucking Judas…

I turn sheepishly to face the glowering doctor, ready to face the music – but I'm surprised to see it’s not actually me he’s glaring at.

“Yeah, shut the fuck up – you’re not fooling anyone, mate.” Tim looms over my accuser menacingly. “Grab your wrist brace and fuck off before I go back into the waiting room and tell your missus what I just saw…” Baldy blushes bright red, quickly scrambling to gather his things and leave.

I try to follow, but Tim steps in front of me, grabbing me by the shoulder.

“Oh, no you don’t… Sit your pretty ass down, Kat – you’re not going anywhere.”

I let him march me over to a nearby swivel chair and push me down to sit. I feel like the proverbial naughty schoolgirl, dragged to the headmaster's office to explain herself...

Tim, scowling at the half-full specimen cup clutched in my hand, pulls the curtains tightly closed around our cubicle and takes a chair to sit opposite me.

Face to face, he leans close, giving me all those familiar butterflies from before.

Except now I’m not just a little aroused… My swollen pussy is fucking throbbing. Excitement at getting caught and manhandled by Tim blending with the slutty joy of having milked the cum out of three guys within a half hour.

“You want to tell me what’s going on?” He asks quietly, sitting forward even closer and reaching out towards me. For a heart stopping moment, I think he’s going to take the cup off me, but instead takes my wrist and turns it over, quickly disconnecting the IV line from the port in my arm before continuing. “I thought the boys next door were joking when they asked me for the number of the hot 'nurse' in the short plaid skirt going around collecting semen samples...”

“Umm… Yeah. Sorry about that.” I mumble, feeling my face getting hotter as Tim deftly goes about removing the catheter near my elbow. “It’s a game my friends and I are playing? – More of a competition really… I guess you think it’s kind of gross.”

“You winning?” He responds, sidestepping my attempt to sound out his reaction to all this.

If he was really grossed out, he’d have taken the cup off me by now, right?

Maybe he’s into it…

“Errr… Sort of?” I wince when he swiftly slides the catheter out and presses cotton wool over the little welling point of blood. “I think you might have ruined my winning strategy, though. I was kinda relying on finding at least another three guys in here before getting chucked out.”

“Three, huh?” Tim looks up into my face from where he’s leaning over my lap, full intensity of those chestnut-brown eyes threatening to turn me into a melting puddle of desire.

This isn’t the look of a man who’s grossed out or disgusted… This is the look of a man who wants to defile every inch of me…

“So,” He starts, holding my gaze while I try to focus on anything but how much I want this man touching me. “I need to check that you’re suitably hydrated before I can let you get back out there. There’s a couple of tests I can run, or…” He pauses, glancing pointedly at my thick thighs, pressed together in hopes of smothering the furnace of arousal I’m struggling to control; surging heat threatening to melt through my underwear.

“…Or I can perform a quick visual check…” He continues. “With your consent of course.”

“Umm, OK… Sure, whatever you think is best, doctor. I’m in your hands…” I wince at how fucking needy I sound. The tightness in my throat making my voice strained and shaky.

“Good girl – now just relax, this should only take a moment.” The smooth confidence in his tone makes me bite my lip. But it’s his next instruction that has me panting with need. “OK Kat, so I’m going to need you to spread your legs for me. Nice and wide, please”

“Wh-what?”

“You heard me... Spread.”

The hint of quiet menace in his tone has me shaking with excitement. The calm entitlement this man feels towards my body firing all sorts of dirty thoughts about what he’ll do with me now I’m under his control…

Light headed, I feel my body comply with his filthy request – heart racing as I slowly spread my thighs as wide as I can on this swivel chair, lifting my skirt and leaning back to show him the dripping mess he’s made of me.

It’s obscene… Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever been wetter. Thin white cotton of my underwear practically translucent, soaked and clinging to every plump fold of my shaved pussy. I can feel it aching for him, lips engorged; fat and throbbing. Seriously, I want this man so fucking much it hurts.

He stares, completely unable to keep the heat and hunger out of that look – full lips parted while his cheeks flush a dark red. I know he can smell my sweetness, rich scent of my needy, leaking cunt soon thick in the air between us…

“Well...” He begins, swallowing hard. “I don't think we need to worry about hydration anymore...” Tim leans forward to get a closer look, placing his big hands just above my knees, thumbs brushing deliciously against the softness of my roasting inner thigh. I’m in heaven…

I reach for him before he can pull away, hands finding his wide jaw, eagerly guiding his mouth to mine. Wide-mouthed, urgent and needy, I search for his tongue. Moaning like a whore against his lips…

I’m so turned on I can't even make the words when he briefly pulls away to ask if he can touch me, nodding quickly before he’s kissing me again and those amazing fingers are stroking over my saturated panties.

My clit feels huge, pulsing under his thick middle finger as he rolls and caresses that firm, tender point. I can barely breathe, soon having to pull away from his lips to pant and groan against the firm muscle of his shoulder... All while he gently works his magic, sliding my knickers to one side and stroking the length of my slit before pushing inside my hot little hole.

“Fuck… fuck, fuck, fuuuck – that feels sooo good…” I half sob, half wail against his neck. Whimpering when he curls his finger and starts to massage my firm, achy g-spot.

“You want to win this game with your friends?” He asks, little specimen cup of cum in my trembling hand almost forgotten as I enjoy the waves of pleasure layering and building under Tim’s expert attentions. I’m too close to orgasm to be able to answer, my only response a deep, shaky groan as I lean against his neck and reach for the bulge under his fitted uniform.

Gasping as I start to stroke the hot, hard cock pinned against his thigh, he whispers by my ear.

“I could have saved you a lot of effort, you know – you should have asked me first… Teasing me with that gorgeous ass, I’ve haven’t been able to think about anything else since I saw you earlier. Wanting to bust my load over your perfect fucking tits and thick thighs… You’ve got me so worked up, I reckon I could fucking drown you with it... You want that? You want to be a good little cumslut and take my fat load?”

It’s too much.

The filth he’s murmuring against my cheek, unlocking the cum-kink I’ve been flirting with all summer…

The relentless, perfect massage over my g-spot, pussy clenching around his knuckles...

It’s all too much, driving me quickly and violently towards the crest of my orgasm…

I cum for him… Brutally hard, shuddering and bucking on this cheap chair, grinding my mound against his hand as he cups his palm over my pussy and continues to gently rock his finger in and out. Gasping and crying out with pure pleasure as I unravel for him – so glad for the music and crowds to drown out the depraved sounds of my intense climax.

Tim waits patiently for me to come down off that immense high. He holds me, letting me sigh and shake while he kisses me gently and softly strokes my trembling legs. When I’m finally able to breathe normally, he smiles and gives me a cheeky look.

“So, how about it then? Want to see if I can beat what you got from those three guys earlier? You ready to win this thing?”

Fuck yes…

“Oh, yeah…” I answer, my voice a hoarse, needy whisper. “But not here though – I want to take my time with you, mister… Is there somewhere more private we can go?”

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The break lounge is way nicer than I’d imagined. An air-conditioned prefab cabin offset from the main medical tent.

Tim laughs at my reaction, especially my face when I notice the huge TV playing the feed from the main stage opposite a pair of daybed-style sofas in the corner - fully stocked fridge with drinks and snacks nearby.

“The fuck is this?” I tease him playfully – “I thought you junior doctors had it tough in the NHS? This all looks pretty cushy to me…”

“Not bad, right?” Tim chuckles. “Certainly beats the break room at the hospital, anyway…. Turns out corporate sponsors were super keen to ‘support our NHS’ this year… As long as we all tweet about their generosity of course.”

“So where is everyone?” I ask, sauntering over with my hands clasped in front of my little plaid skirt. “Are you sure we won’t get interrupted?” Running my hands up and down his sides, I let his big arms fold me into a dirty hug, that big bulge of his rubbing against my belly… “I don’t think I’m gonna be able to rein it in once we get going, you know…”

“Don’t worry, Kat.” He smiles as he replies, pausing to lay a few warm kisses on my neck. “The others all wanted to have time off later to see the evening acts – I’m the only one who volunteered to have an early break. We’ve got the place to ourselves… But I locked the door - just in case.”

“Perfect…”

I take his hand and walk him over to one of the day beds, putting my fanny pack with the specimen cup off to one side before I sit him down and stand between his thighs, stroking his face and running my fingers through his mess of thick, dark hair. I watch his reaction as I start to unbutton my blouse, his eyes feasting on each new glimpse of soft skin as my fingers move lower. His hands are on my ass, span of his fingers trying valiantly to grasp the full glory of my heavy cheeks, kneading gently, somehow making me wetter than I am already…

Shirt off, I tease him, unclasping my bra but holding the cups over my pert little tits. Sliding my satin push-up lower and lower while he bits his lip in anticipation, warmth in those brown eyes now a smoldering heat.

Tim’s awe-filled groan of desire as I reveal myself is incredible... Somehow able to make me feel like both a perfect princess and an utterly depraved slut with this one wordless expression of lust… I reward him by pulling his head to my chest, crying out as soon as his full lips close over my puffy nipple…

His mouth feels fucking amazing on my tits…  One hand under my skirt, the other pulling me close so he can lick and suck my velvet-soft, tingling nips. Tim pushes my ruined panties to one side before gently fucking fingers in out and out my soaked cunt. Making me moan with pleasure while I reach down to play with his impressive cock.

“Take it out… Please, baby – let me see…” My desperate whisper more than enough to persuade him to pull away and start removing his uniform.

I step back to watch, hands moving to the waistband of my skirt to unzip and take it off.

“No…” He stops me as he unbuttons his dark blue shirt. “Leave it. Take your underwear off, but leave the skirt.”

“Yes, sir…” I reply with a sultry giggle.

The more I glimpse of this dirty doctor’s true nature, the more I like… And I’m soon presented with something else I like the look of...

Dear Lord, that cock is huge…

“Come here.” He instructs, that no-nonsense tone making me pant with longing again. I can feel my heartbeat between my thighs, such is the intense desire I feel for this man right now. “Turn around, let me see that ass properly…”

I do as I’m told, reluctantly letting that thick prick out of my sight as I turn my back to him.

“Good girl… Now, tease me – I want you to earn this…  Be a good little slut and edge my big dick with that perfect fat ass.”

“Yes, doctor…”

Ooh, that got a chuckle – he liked that…

I’ve given precisely two lap dances in my life. Both drunk. Both to an ex boyfriend who couldn’t control himself, busting over my thighs before I could really get into the swing of things. This though… this promises to be a very different affair.

Tim’s hands on my hips gently guide my swinging rear closer to the throbbing tower of veiny dick below. Each weaving figure-eight of my wide hips just gently kissing the tip of his cock. Slowly, he brings me lower, until I’m squatting between his legs, ass slightly spread – his thick shaft wedged between my cheeks…

This feels amazing... My hands are over my tits, running fingers over sensitive nipples, enjoying the little flashes of pleasure from each contact. Gradually, I sit over his crotch, grinding my fat, heavy ass back and forth over his thick, meaty cock - letting more and more of my wetness coat him with every languid roll of my hips. He’s in heaven, Tim’s deep groans music to my ears.

The pounding bass from outside the tent guides me. Sets the beat, tempo matched by my bounding pulse and heaving sighs. Treble-schlick sounds of my wetness rubbing up and down his cock accompanying the joyous rhythms of our bodies…

I’m losing myself in this… Every perfect second his slick shaft teases my slit stoking a screaming need in my blood. I want his load – I want it so fucking badly…

But not on my skin.

No. Inside… That rush of heat deep within… Thick, surging flood of cum filling my pussy…

I mustn’t though… Can’t give in.

I grind harder. Faster… Thinking that if I can just get Tim to cum over my ass I can rid myself of this temptation. Get thoughts of that huge dick wrecking my tight hole out of my horny brain. Enjoy his load on my thick, slutty cheeks and be done with it…

Tim didn’t get the memo though. Meeting my enthusiasm and then some – grabbing the meat of my hips to drive his slick cock all along the length my leaking slit, fat tip rubbing my sticky asshole…

It’s too much…

I can’t hold this back. My ravenous need about to claim me…

I have to have it. I have to…

Sitting up I reach between my pillowy thighs, cool hand brushing the searing heat between my legs, gripping Tim’s big dick and pulling the tip towards my hot little hole in one swift movement.

“W-wait, Kat -  are you sure you wanna…” Tim’s hoarse warning goes ignored as I sit back and impale myself on all eight inches of his perfect thick dick…

Just what the doctor ordered...

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Hope you enjoyed part two folks! Part 3 available here