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By Homer Vargas (vargas111@yahoo.com)

"Excuse me, ... I..." I stumbled over my words, disconcerted by the woman sitting in front of me. "I was looking for Dr. Rodiguez."
"You found her," she said with a grin that was almost a smirk. "I'm Dr. Rodiguez, Dr. Carmen Rodiguez. Perhaps you were expecting a man, no? But as you can see, I am a woman."
That I could see. Indeed! A large and very well built woman, 'stacked like a brick shit house' I would have said in college days. A large expanse of Dr. Rodiguez's ample brown bosom revealed by a very low-cut smock confirmed it. The smock that barely extended below her crotch showed a long stretch of smooth dark skin that offered even more dazzling proof.
"Please make yourself comfortable," Dr. Rodiguez said, startling me. I realized I had been gaping. The low couch she indicated was comfortable, but I was not. As I sat down, I found I had an unimpeded view up between Dr. Rodiguez's legs.
"So, you told my nurse you are suffering from headaches. For how long?" The first few questions were perfunctory, but I was shocked by what came next.
"Now I am going to ask you some personal questions," she said and gazed deeply into my eyes. "You can have no secrets from your doctor."
"Well, within reason," I replied stiffly.
Her grin was condescending, not wholly professional. "Oh, Robert, you are going to answer my questions, whether you want to or not."
"I don't think I like you attitude, doctor. And don't call me Robert"
"Oh, my," cooed, "I think it's your attitude that is in the way, but I'm going to change it," she smiled in reply.
"What are you doing?" I asked in horror as Dr. Rodiguez opened yet another button of her smock and revealed what I had suspected. No bra.
"Showing you my pretty titties, of course. You have been trying to peek at them all the while we talked. I guess you like girls with big boobs, eh?. Well, go ahead and take a nice long look. Letting these babies work on you should make you a lot more cooperative."
I was starting to feel strange before I noticed the small locket that Dr. Rodiguez was dangling between her large creamy breasts, flashing rhythmically. I tried to look away, but my eyes were fixed. "You like looking at my titties, Mr. Black. Just keep looking. They are so soft and warm, just like you feel, soft and warm inside. Now, you are going to tell me what I want to know."
I didn't want to, but somehow I knew I would.
"How often do you have sexual intercourse?"
"Huh?" I asked dreamily.
"You know what I mean," she grinned, "how often do you get laid?"
"Uh, dunno, almost every weekend," mumbled.
"Almost? Weekend?" she replied incredulously. "Do you mean that most nights you sleep alone, without a woman in your bed to satisfy you? That must be very hard. You are a man that needs lots of sex. You are really horny all the time, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I guess," I heard myself admit. I had never thought of myself that way, but when Dr. Rodiguez looked deep into my eyes and said I was, I knew it was true.
"How do you manage?"
"What?" I was distracted.
"How do you satisfy your extraordinary sexual appetites?
"Oh, I pick up girls here and there. There are several I call. It usually works out." It was hard to remember, to think.
"That's not good enough for a man with your needs," she concluded. "And all the other nights?" she grinned.
I felt compelled to speak, but embarrassment held my tongue. Carmen looked at me with amusement. "Oh, you don't have to say it if you don't want to, Robert. I know what you do. All naughty boys do it if they don't have a regular woman, one who knows just what turns you on, who screws you even before you know you need it. You get yourself off with your hand don't you?"
Blushing furiously, I wanted to deny it, but there were Dr. Rodiguez's eyes on me. "Yes," is whispered.
"Of course you do, Robert. I don't blame you, but it's so unnecessary. You have a housekeeper don't you?"
"My housekeeper?" I thought foggily. Maria, the woman I had hired a few weeks ago? "Yes." I said.
"She's very petty, isn't she?"
"Yes," I had to agree.
"So tell me why you allow yourself to suffer those intense cravings for sex. She should be in you bed every night."
"I don't sleep with my housekeeper!" I replied, the shock jarring me slightly out of the peaceful fog I was in.
"Impossible! That hot little bitch loves to screw. Don't tell me she is refusing to fuck you!"
Something was wrong. Dr. Rodriguez seemed to know about Maria. I started to smell a rat and my head was starting to clear. "On the contrary, Dr. Rodriguez. There is nothing she wants more. She has done every thing she can to get me into bed. She wears tantalizing mini-skirts, skin-tight short shorts, translucent blouses with out bra to show off her titties. She wiggles her ass and bounces her boobies for me shamelessly. Sometimes it's all I can do to keep my hands off of her.
"So why do you?"
"I don't believe in mixing business with pleasure. I think she may be after something more than a good lay."
"Of course it is," Carmen laughed. "Probably wants a promotion from housekeeper to homemaker, the little vixen. Women seldom want to fuck guys JUST for the sex, even ones like you." She gave me a hot, appraising look. "Well, your problem is pretty obvious. You are not getting enough really good sex. A series of one-night stands can't satisfy your appetites. You need to be in a woman every night, letting her get you off several times. Did you have a nice roll in the hay this morning before you came here?"
"Of course not," I replied.
"I thought not. That would explain your reactions now."
"What reaction?"
"You are becoming sexually aroused. Seems looking at my titties has done something to you. I'd better examine you to confirm my diagnosis." She was right. My eyes had wandered back to her breasts and I was rock hard.
"You want me to disrobe?" I felt so confused.
"That won't be necessary, she laughed. "Believe me, I know how to get a horny young man out of his pants." Then she was standing in front of me, beginning to open my shirt and loosen my belt. I felt helpless to stop her.
"Now, let me unzip you." As she bent down her large succulent breasts were just inches from my eyes "Oh, you have nice swelling there where a woman likes to see one. You are really big here, Bobby," she continued, massaging my prick through my shorts. "This must account for your success with the girls. They see the size of that bulge and their panties start getting wet. Mine sure are. I'm going to pull down your shorts to get a better look at you. I think you will be more comfortable lying down."
I looked around nervously for an examination table.
She must have read my thoughts. "This is a special examination Bobby; come with me. I want you to be VERY comfortable." She led me to an adjoining room with a low, hospital like bed and smiled at me. Her eyes seemed to be giving an order. Meekly, I lay down. "Very good, Bobby. Now, you must not speak again except to answer my questions," she said and began stroking my prick.
"This is your problem, Bobby, your cock." I didn't understand, but she had forbidden me to speak. Her hand on my cock felt too good, anyway. I gazed up at her smiling eyes.
"You have a long thick cock, a cock that would please any woman. When a cock like yours goes into a woman it must arouse her profoundly. She must start cumming as soon as this beautiful tool penetrates her. A woman when filled with a prick like yours, just go off her nut too quickly. You bring her to a series of orgasms as you pound away at her. When you finally unload your balls into her, it's 'good night sweetheart.' She passes out in ecstasy. She can't do anything for you because she's still knocked out. Am I correct?"
"Yes," I replied dreamily.
"You're missing the long slow build up to orgasm with a woman setting the pace, making you gradually want it more and more until you are crazy to fuck. I'll bet you have never known how good it feels for a woman to fuck you from on top." I shook my head in agreement. "You don't know the pleasure of being in the sexual thrall of a woman."
"No," I agreed. This was totally wrong. I didn't want to be in the sexual power of a woman. But then why was I enjoying what Carmen was doing to me?
"But you need to know. That explains your headaches."
Headaches! It was Maria who had been pestering me to see a doctor about my headaches, Maria who had set up this appointment with Dr. Rodriguez. But that meant... Carmen's breathy voice interrupted my thoughts. "The headaches are a symptom of your unsatisfied craving for sexual domination. I prescribe therapy beginning immediately."
"No, no. I don't need ..." I tried to protest, but Dr. Rodiguez put her finger to her lips to silence me and continued to stroke my prick deliciously.
"Don't argue with your doctor." she ordered, smiling. "I know what's good for you, poor baby, and I am going to doctor you good. You need sex badly and I'm going to give you a big dose of medicine that will give you instant relief," she growled lustfully.
I was so far gone I hardly knew when Dr. Rodiguez finished undressing me and shucked her own smock, but suddenly the voluptuous woman was in my arms. "Now you must get me ready to make love to you, Bobby. It is important that your sex therapist be properly aroused so she can give you the treatment you deserve. Kiss me," she whispered, offering me her large round breasts. "I want you to suck my tits good. Take my nipples in your mouth, honey. Umm ... Like that. ... Nice. Yes, I can feel it. ... Sucking my titties is getting me wet, Bobby. My cunt is going to be nice and juicy so she can slide down over your prick very easily.... Good.... I'm getting the urge to have your big cock in me, the urge to fuck you."
I could only grunt.
"And nursing me is getting you so ready, too, isn't is Bobby. My tits make you happy and relaxed, dreamy and docile." Her voice seemed to come from far away. "You like sucking my tits, don't you, Bobby? Nursing my titties makes you weak and sleepy and helpless as a baby, ready to accept sweet domination." Her words poured over me like warm honey.
"Yes," she said after a few minutes, "I think you've had enough preparation." I opened my eyes. Had I actually gone to sleep nursing her? She was smiling at me and began to mount me "You are going to love what I do to you Bobby. Let me guide your prick up into me. Yes, it's sliding deep into my cunt, just where I want you." I grunted a bit as her full weight settled on my hips. "Close your eyes, baby. I'm going to take you for a short sleepy ride. I'll rock back and forth on your prick, making you feel so good, ... so sleepy. I'm going to rock you to sleep.... Fuck you to sleep...." An orgasm overcame me and I passed out.
To be continued.