Naughty Prescription: A Bad Boy Medical Romance Page 8

  "Are you okay? Does that hurt?" he asked, slowly sliding it out once again.

  "It feels really tight, but it still feels good," I assured him, my mouth falling open as I felt his finger leave me. My breath was coming faster and faster.

  John watched my facial reaction again as he very slowly slid his finger inside of me once again. This time, he started to gently stroke it in and out of me. I felt it start to glide easier as I got wetter, causing John's cock to flex upward. I held onto it as I felt it pulse, stroking it slowly once again.

  John pushed my inner thighs open, causing me to spread my legs even wider. I let go of his cock as he started to move in between my legs. John kissed down my body, moving his lips from my stomach, over my hip bones and then stopped and stared at my wet pussy once again.

  "You're so beautiful," John said as he looked up at me, his eyes tracing the curves of my breast down to my pussy. He spread my pussy apart. "You're so tight. I'm going to have to get you warmed up first. Are you ready?"

  "Yes, please," I wanted him more than ever. I was overwhelmed by the way he had been making me wait, teasing me with each touch.

  John smiled as he slowly moved his face closer to my pussy. He exhaled a warm breath onto my pussy lips, sending goosebumps down my thighs. He smiled as he suddenly dove his tongue into my pussy. He stuck his tongue as far as he could inside of me and then licked up to my clit. He started to flick his tongue around and across my clit while spreading the lips wide with two fingers.

  I closed my eyes tightly, feeling the amazing sensations flow through my body. I felt John move his other hand between my legs, sliding one finger into my pussy once again. I moaned, feeling him sink into my tightness. John thrust his finger in and out in rhythm with his tongue.

  "Oh my God, that feels incredible," I moaned.

  John increased his speed. He started thrusting his finger into me harder and faster as my moans turned into loud screams. I felt my pussy throbbing against his strokes, my hips moving of their own volition. I knew I was about to cum, I clenched against his finger. Right before I was about to slip into an orgasm, John pulled away. I lifted my head and looked at him, breathless, and he flashed a mischievous smile. In slow motion, he leaned back down toward my wet pussy and started to lick slowly again while looking back at me. He started to pick up his speed, once again slipping one finger into me. John brought me to the brink of an orgasm but pulled away yet again.

  "Do you want to cum?" John asked playfully.

  "Yes, yes," I repeated, breathlessly.

  "Beg me," he said before licking my clit softly again, watching to see my reaction.

  My face contorted, feeling his tongue on the most sensitive part of my body. I couldn't take it, I was too turned on to think straight. I reached one hand up and pinched my nipples as he licked me softly. "Please," I said softly.

  "Louder," he demanded, sending his tongue back into my pussy.

  I threw my head back, I wanted to give him anything he wanted. "Please! Ahh, please John! I want to cum!"

  John sank two fingers into my pussy slowly and started to flick his tongue across my clit again. I felt the thickness of both of his fingers together against my tight pussy. I lifted my hips, as he started to stroke both fingers into my g-spot.

  "Ah, God, I'm going to cum," I yelled. My body erupted. My legs started to shake, I pulled away, but John held my hips down, pumping his fingers into me while licking my clit simultaneously. I screamed in ecstasy, my cum flowed out of my pussy freely and onto John's fingers.

  John lifted his head and slapped my pussy lightly twice, making my clit throb. "What did you think? Was that what you expected?" John asked while climbing onto my body to lay on top of me.

  "That was the most amazing thing I have ever felt in my life. I want more, I'm ready," I told him, pleading with my eyes.

  John kissed me more passionately than I had ever been kissed before. I could taste myself, and it wasn't unpleasant. There was something explosive inside of him that had just gone off. There was a fire in his eyes, his touch was gentle but affectionate. I couldn't think about anything but his hands on my body and his tongue on my skin. I wanted to let him know how much I wanted him back. My hands began to explore his chest and back. I pulled my body closer to his. He was immediately in tune with me, shifting himself closer as soon as I did. I ran my hands up and down his legs. My fingers were getting closer and closer to his crotch with each motion.

  Even though I was inches away from his cock, his hands stayed wrapped up in my hair. I wanted his body to press hard against mine, I wanted his cock deep inside of me. I grabbed both of his hands and forced them on top of my breasts. John released a loud sigh of pleasure and began to massage my breasts, squeezing and pulling my nipples between two fingers. I sent my hands down John's body again, landing on his hard cock. I sent my tongue into his mouth while his cock pulsed in my hand. I started to play with his cock, it had easily grown another inch since the last time I held it firmly. I looked down at John's cock and then back at him.

  John slid my legs even farther open and positioned himself between my legs. He leaned down and kissed me softly. I grabbed John's cock, placing it at the entrance of my pussy. The moonlight poured in through the window, offering a soft light throughout the bedroom. I looked into his lustful eyes, nodding to let him know I was ready.

  John sank the head of his cock into my tight pussy. I gasped and slid my hips away from him.

  "Ahh," I groaned softly, dropping my hips back down toward him again. "That hurt," I whimpered.

  "I know baby, it's going to hurt at first. After you get adjusted, it will start to feel better. I'll go slow," John assured me.

  He started to ease his cock into my tight pussy again. I felt my pussy grip against him, but I tried to relax my pelvic muscles. There was a sharp pain that caused me to arch my back quickly. John pulled his shaft out of me when he saw my reaction.

  "It's okay, I'm okay. Try again," I said, shifting my weight to get ready for his cock once again. "Talk me through it."

  "Okay, take a deep breath, I'm going to try to slide half of it in" John replied.

  John slowly sank his cock into me once again. I didn't feel as much pain as the first time but still contorted my face as I tried to relax. I took another deep breath. I could feel his hard shaft filling me up with each inch.

  "That's half baby, how does that feel?" John asked.

  "Ahh, it feels good, I want more of it," I gripped the bed sheets, feeling his thickness inside of me and feeling full.

  "Okay I'm going to give you another two inches," John said before sliding in a little more.

  I felt my pussy clench again. I was starting to get wet hearing the sound of John's voice as he went deeper than ever before.

  "I want all of it, let me feel all of your cock," I told him, looking down at his body while he held his cock still.

  "Okay, hold onto me," John told me.

  I wrapped my hands around his neck. He lowered his body down toward mine, holding me against him. John started to slowly slide half of his cock in and out of me as he kissed my neck. I grabbed him tighter as I felt him go an inch deeper. I was getting even more wet, feeling his huge cock inside of me. John began to moan as he thrust into me, getting a tiny bit deeper each time. All of a sudden, with one thrust I felt his entire nine inches sink into me. We both moaned in unison as he held his entire cock inside for a full ten seconds.

  John leaned upward again so that he could look down at my body as he thrust into me at a gentle pace. "You're so amazing. Your pussy feels so good," John told me. He reached down and started to rub my clit from side to side with his thumb.

  John started to tease me with shallow thrusts, only stroking into me with the head of his cock. I could feel the pleasure growing inside of me once again. He licked his wet fingers and started to glide his thumb across my clit again. I knew he had complete control over my body. I started to breathe heavily. I gave into him and came all over his big cock.
He grabbed my hips and thrust his entire cock into me once again.

  "Mmm… ahhh, Johnnn," I whispered as he kept playing with my clit as he dug deeper into me. I could feel myself still on the edge from my last orgasm. He took his cock out of me and began to finger me harder. I could feel his curved fingers stroking against my g-spot. I leaned my head back and felt a pressure growing in me. I wasn't sure what it was, but I felt that I needed to release it. Suddenly, cum began to rush out of me. John began to moan as it dripped down onto his fingers and his cock. I realized that he just made me squirt. I felt completely weak against him. I couldn't resist squirting as soon as he wanted me to, it was like he knew my body and how to manipulate it in every perfect way.

  John stood up and brought my body to the edge of the bed. He slid his cock back into me and began to stroke into me slow again.

  "John!" I yelled, breasts bouncing at each impact. "You're going to make me cum again!" I shouted.

  "Cum for me baby. Cum on my cock," John whispered into me ear as he rubbed my clit. "Do you like that?"

  "Yes!! Ahh! John!" I yelled as I came again. My legs shook, and I squeezed one of my nipples, sending even more sensations throughout my body. He released me, I turned my head to the side, feeling the soft sheets press against my skin. I tried to catch my breath.

  John grabbed my legs and pushed them against my chest so that he could get deeper. He dropped to his knees and licked from my ass all the way up to my clit. I let out a loud cry when I felt the wetness of his tongue. John kept holding my legs back as he started to circle his tongue on my ass. I was almost embarrassed by the feeling but suddenly could feel myself starting to get used to it. Within seconds, I was moaning, not wanting him to stop. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled my ass closer to his face. He licked up to my pussy, sending his tongue inside of me to clean up all of my wet juices. John circled his tongue up toward my clit, flicking it back and forth. My pussy juices dripped from his mouth all the way down his chin. Once I was soaking wet, he stood up and grabbed the base of his throbbing cock.

  John extended his arm, helping me stand up. I could tell my knees were weak the second my feet touched the ground. I stood up and wrapped my arms around his neck for support. John reached down and grabbed my ass with one hand, teasing my nipple with the other. He leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips. John ran his hand up and down my arm, sending chills all over my body.

  "Your skin is so soft. You're absolutely perfect," John whispered into my ear. It was so romantic, I didn't know what to say. I could only focus on his warm breath against my skin. I let out a soft moan as he kissed me again.

  "Mmm, John," I said his name again, letting my mouth fall open while I gripped the back of his neck.

  "Come on," John said. He grabbed my hips, turned me around, and directed me toward the bed. He pointed down to the edge of the bed that I had already covered in cum.

  "Bend over, put your hands down."

  I listened to his instructions. I bent over so that my hands were on the bed and my legs were spread apart in front of him. I arched my back so that John would be able to fuck me even deeper than before. John held onto my lower back as he thrust into me again. My mouth fell open as I felt his cock fill me up once again. I could feel my breasts bouncing with each impact. I reached back toward his body, he grabbed my hands and held onto me.

  John spanked me hard, leaving a faint handprint behind. He picked up his pace, drilling his cock into me harder than ever. I could feel my pussy starting to get sore. I pulled away from him, turning around to look at him.

  "Are you okay? Was that too hard?" John asked.

  "No, I like it," I smiled, looking at his toned body behind me.

  "You like it rough like that, baby?"

  "Yeah I do," I said as I felt him start to thrust into me again.

  "You like my big cock?"

  "Yes, I like your big cock!" I yelled, feeling his full shaft fill me up in one motion.

  "You like when I make you cum?"

  "Yes," I whispered. I would have done anything he told me to at that moment. I was completely at his command. "Yes John, I like it."

  I held onto the edge of the bed for support, bending at the waist even more. John held onto my hips as he thrust into my wet pussy. I bent down even more so that my face was pressed into the sheets. The pain I originally felt had turned into nothing but pure ecstasy. I pulled my hips forward, moving away from his thick shaft but he grabbed a fistful of my hair and plunged deep once again. John moaned as I bit the sheets, feeling the wet fabric between my teeth.

  Suddenly, John pulled his cock out and shot a load of cum across my ass. John let his cock fall onto me as he moaned, thrusting his cock up and down my back and letting the rest of his cum release onto my skin. I felt the warm cum dripping down me as he took a step away.

  I couldn't move. I kept my feet planted on the ground while I spread the top half of my body across the bed, resting my head on top of my crossed arms. I closed my eyes. It suddenly hit me that I wasn't a virgin anymore. I finally knew what sex was like. I started to examine myself in my head. I didn't feel any different than I had an hour ago. I thought losing my virginity would make me feel like a different person, but everything seemed to be the same.

  I heard John go into the bathroom and turn the light on. I opened my eyes to see the bathroom light brighten the rest of the bedroom. John returned with a moist towelette and started to clean the cum off of my rear, back, and thighs. He took a second towelette and wiped my wet pussy clean.

  "Thank you, baby," I said as I sat up straight.

  John tossed the package on the floor and the towelettes into a nearby trashcan. He walked back over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him. I felt my breasts squeeze against his chest as I embraced him, as well. I lifted my head up, he looked down and kissed me.

  "Are you ok?" he asked as he gently kissed my forehead.

  "Of course, why wouldn't I be?"

  "Because I got a little carried away. I know it was your first time, but I've been holding back for so long."

  "It was perfect, John."

  "Thank you," he whispered, inches away from my lips.

  "For what?"

  "For trusting me, for letting me be your first. You gave me something that you cannot take back, something that I cannot give back to you in return. Now, we're bonded for life. We will always have this beautiful moment together. Honestly, it means a lot to me. I never knew it would be this incredible to have someone to care for. I've never been given all of someone before, especially the way you just did. You gave me a piece of your innocence. I just want you to know that I understand the magnitude of what just happened. I do not take any of it for granted. Thank you," John kissed me again.

  "Thank you for saying that. I really do trust you. I can't imagine giving myself to anyone but you. Whatever souls are made of, yours and mine are the same."

  Anna

  You only get one first love. The magic of feeling love for the first time is the most unique experience of all. The memories of the first kiss, the first date, the first time the words 'I love you' left another's lips, those memories will always exist.

  Before I met John, I never knew what it was like to be able to look at someone and smile for no reason. I finally understood what it meant to be in love. Love meant that you care for another person's happiness more than your own, no matter how painful some of their choices might be.

  When I first saw John, I had no idea how important he would become to me. I quickly found that his voice was my favorite sound, his touch was my favorite feeling, and his scent was my favorite obsession. I thought that he would be around forever. We never talked about marriage, I had just always assumed that would be something that came naturally. I never planned a future together with him but I also never pictured what it would be like without him.

  After I gave my virginity to John, our love for each other only became stronger. We were a perfect match. John and
I spent every second of our free time together. We had sex every single day, sometimes even twice or three times in one sitting. I told him I wanted him to teach me how to please him, how to be the best lover he had ever had. John loved being able to show me how to give head, squirt, and ride on top the we both liked. It seemed like he knew everything. I was more than happy to let him take the lead as I explored my sexuality with him. But life had more in store for me than I could ever imagine. Something was about to change the course of my relationship with John forever. Even though I felt like I was ready for anything thrown my way, there was no way I could have ever prepared for what was about to happen.

  John had become my best friend, my human diary, my other half. He meant the world to me, and I loved him more than I ever thought I could love another human being. John was my first love. But people are right when they say good things do not last forever. They say the first love is the sweetest, but that first cut is the deepest.

  Two months had passed since I gave my virginity to John and I spent every second being grateful for him. I knew that we were the perfect match and that I would always be happy that my first love, my first time and my first real job was with him. I felt as though everything bad that had ever happened was leading to me finding happiness in LA. I was happy being able to look forward to the future and know that it would all be wonderful as long as John was by my side. I looked forward to every day, knowing that I had my best friend with me at all times.

  I parked my car in my usual spot at the hospital and locked it behind me. I went straight to the nurses' station as I thought of the new position John and I had tried the night before. As I was clocking in on the computer, I heard some of the nurses whispering from across the room. When I looked up from the computer, they immediately stopped talking and looked in the other direction. I suddenly felt insecure, looking down at my scrubs to make sure there wasn't something gross on my shirt. I checked my surroundings to see if they were laughing at something behind me, but everything seemed normal. When I looked back at the computer, they started whispering again. The moment I darted my eyes toward them, they did the exact same thing a second time. I started to feel my blood boil and my skin prickle. What could they possibly be talking about? I minded my business at work so often that they really don't know anything about me. What piece of gossip could they be spreading? What had I done?