Brief encounters: 9> A hard-on is…!
written by:
Chris-t6290

Outline of story: As the saying goes, ‘a hard man is good to find', however, for doctor Jessica Chamberlin, who just moved to sunny Southbank after her divorce, that's seemingly not the case, as she finds herself having to deal with a fourth case of erectile dysfunction.

Having moved south, and to the aptly named ‘Southbank', a quaint and sunny rural area of England, I was expecting something casually quiet, especially from my work as a local GP.

The previous doctor had taken an early retirement, and so I settled in quite easily after my divorce.

My name? Ms Jessica Chamberlin. I'm 28 years young with below the shoulder length auburn hair, which is almost straight except for the curl at the end while my eyes are hazel in colour and I have a profound 38D bust.

Although the surgery saw a small amount of patients, ones with common problems and the like, it wasn't until the fourth week that I received the first of several male patients - a week at a time - with an erectile dysfunction problem.

All of them were too young to be considered for ‘Viagra', and so I evaluated their response to both static magazine type photos as well as video images. The first three responded as I hoped they would, however, the fourth patient, Trent Scott, was less responsive.

"Mr Scott," I greeted him. "Do sit down," I invited the young man, and then enquired as to his visit.

"Well, Doctor, miss," he began, sheepishly almost. "It's a bit embarrassing," he intoned.

"That's okay, you're in safe hands," I assuaged him, emitting a pleasantly warm and reassuring smile.

"My dick, my penis. I can't get it hard to please my girlfriend," Trent said, only to lower his head bashfully.

"I see," I rejoined, and then enquired as to their habits; foreplay mainly - did she apply oral stimulation to his phallus. Although I'm a Doctor of some five years, I find the clinical term ‘penis' too clinical.

"No," Trent replied.

"Therein lies your problem...not that it matters," I was quick to add.

"I'd like for you to try some visual stimulation. I take it when you're alone, you masturbate."

"Yes, yes I do, but it doesn't always produce, you know, cum, doctor," Trent informed me.

Having taken some magazines from a deep draw in my desk, I handed a couple to Trent and had him look through them. ‘Most men usually respond positively to such images,' I told him.

"The pictures are quite...but my cock is still soft," intoned Trent, who then stood up, unzipped his jeans and took his phallus out.

"See what I mean," he exclaimed, morosely.

Soft it was, there was no mistaking that. What it was also was quite long and showed signs of being thick with it.

"Maybe...some video's, you know, like your thoughts...when you, Trent," I rejoined, somewhat flustered.

With the previous three patients it hadn't come to any of them needing to confirm their lack of arousal, while it had been all of three months since I had seen a man's cock; a hard one at that.

Adjusting my attention away from ‘it', I opened a video clip on my PC's monitor. Leaving Scott to view the image, I took a quick drink from a juice bottle.

"Do girls like that," he enquired.

"Like what," I said, and returned my attention back to the clip.

In my somewhat flustered state I had selected a different clip to the one I had intended. This one showed a girl having sex with two men. Not only that, but she had one cock in her vulva and the other in her bottom.

"Some, yes, I suppose so," I intoned, and moved to change the clip, only to subsequently notice that Trent was stroking his phallus, and in my office.

Calling reception, I enquired if there were any more patients waiting. ‘No,' Rachel informed me. Upon hearing that, I told her she could go to lunch and to lock up after her.

"That appears to be having some effect, Trent. May I," I asked.

Having he nodded, I edged my hand towards his cock and began slowly stroking it.

"You need...you should really get your girlfriend to do this for you," I intimated, before inviting him to lie on the examination table.

In the time it took Trent to both follow me to the examination table and lay down on it, his cock had slightly softened.

"Do you like that," he enquired.

"What," I rejoined, as I gazed down at his manhood.

"You know, like in the video," Trent uttered.

"What. That's neither here nor there," I exclaimed, doing my best to hide my blushes.

"What now," Trent bemoaned.

"Wait here a moment," I said, and then took my momentary leave to lock the office door.

"Let's try stroking it some more," I suggested.

"No video, then," he intoned.

"It's way over there. Try, it's for your own good; that and your girlfriend," I appealed.

"It was rather nice when you did it, Jessica," Trent rejoined.

A voice inside me warned I shouldn't, even though I had. But, I had just this minute locked my office door.

"Okay, but let's have these off, just in case," I said, indicating not wanting to stain Trent's jeans should he actually climax.

"How is that," I presently asked, having managed to get his manhood back to its former state.

"What you mentioned earlier, Jessica, about my girlfriend sucking my cock," Trent intoned enquiringly.

"Yes, well, by that, a man has little trouble becoming hard," I answered his perceived innocent question.

There was now a profound silence, save for that of my casually stroking a patient's cock. ‘Surely he doesn't expect me to...!' One thing that was for sure, this was no act; although, if it was, Trent was unbelievably good.

"I take it you would like me to," I said.

Getting little response from him, I held his cock still and vertical. I then hovered my face above Trent's relatively soft appendage and felt its warmth on my cheek as I lowered my open mouth towards the puffy glans.

It seemed almost an age until I subsequently extended my tongue and lightly licked the velvety crown of Trent's cock.

"Emn, oh," he murmured a response.

As I continued to minister to my patient's predicament, my neglected body couldn't help but react to what I was doing. It had, as I mentioned, been several months since the last time I had a man's cock inside me; two, in fact, and just like in the video image. It was, of course, my cheating that led to the divorce, although Robert knew the type of slut I was before he asked me out.

Doing my best to steal my own responsive murmurs, I presently took the moistened head of Trent's cock between my lips and softly mouthed the warm soft tissue.

All of this sex play was getting to me, and it wasn't long before my white thong was as moist as Trent's cockhead.

"It's getting quite warm," I exclaimed. And having released his partially erect cock, I undid the top buttons of my white doctor's coat.

"You've got nice tits, Jessica," Trent commended me.

Doing my best to both regard and ignore his comment, I once more took up the young man's phallus and this time tried sliding my tongue up and down its length and on all sides before licking his ball sac and subsequently his eggs.

"They seem quite full," I intoned afterwards, before once more sliding my tongue up the length and then returning his cock to the warmth of my mouth. As I sucked up and down on his warm shaft, I stole myself to undo the lower buttons of my overall. I then moved my hand to my needy pussy and lightly stroked the moist slit through the silky material of my thong.

Several long minutes later, Trent's cock was sufficiently firm. Although that was some achievement on my part, there was only one problem, getting it soft. Having stopped what I was doing, it nonetheless remained hard.

"That's, emn," I choked. "Impressive, Trent," I intoned, and then began slipping my overall from my shoulders; whereupon, it fell to the floor behind me and in a heap.

"You like my tits, I take it," I averred, as I unclipped the single catch at the back and then released it; what with my bra being strapless, it subsequently fell away.

Lightly grasping the hilt of Trent's long hard thick cock, I brushed it against each breast before flicking each of my aroused, hardened nipples with the head.

"How are we going to get you soft again," I crooned, and then openly slid my free hand into my moist panties.

"My pussy is quite wet, now," I told him, and then lowered myself to once more, and again, take his dick between my warm swollen lips.

"What do you suggest, Jessica," Trent innocently enquired, as I worked my lips down and up the warm length of his impressive erection; my mind wishing, desiring for it to be my cunt lips, which were now quite full and wet from my attention.

"I think you know what I have in mind, Trent," I rejoined, before giving his cock a final suck and then a kiss on the glans.

Stepping back, I first kicked my overall out of the way. I then, slowly and purposefully, placed my hands at either side of my thong and drew it down. As I did, the dampness around my puffy mound caused the gusset to momentarily adhere before peeling away. As always, I wore a pair of white stockings and garter belt; my shoes, by contrast, being black.

"As to your earlier question, Trent, when you were watching the video clip, I do," intimating my enjoyment of ass sex, and especially with such an impressive cock such as Trent's now was.

Having climbed up onto the sturdy examination table, I moved up to where Trent's mouth was level with my partially shaved dowsed mound.

"You okay with this," I said; whereupon, he reached his hands up and parted my lips. Trent's breath was both warm and welcome, as was his tongue, which flicked adroitly along my exposed slit before worming its way inside the warm depths of my dowsed cunt.

"Fuck, yes, lick it, suck it, Trent," I impelled him, as a warm climax percolated below the surface.

He was good, extremely good, even though it had been some months since I had such attention as this. Having drawn me lower, I next felt his tongue tip on the nub of my clit, which was soon followed by light sucks as he slowly thrummed the sheathed stalk.

What didn't bother me at the time (and not until some while after he had gone), especially with the wonderfully pleasurable attention my needy and neglected pussy was receiving from Trent, was his lack of concern for his girlfriend. But then who was I to judge him, especially since it was I who had elevated things to the position we now found ourselves in - me wanting to fuck myself on his statuesque cock and possibly take it in my tight backside.

"Keep that up, Trent, and, emn, you'll make me cum," I intoned, which only served to encourage his sucks; ones that were accompanied by his right hand reaching around me. Not giving it any thought, I presently felt a finger, his, on my anus.

To begin with, Trent merely toyed with my puckered opening before becoming pleasantly adventurous and inserting one and then two of his middle fingertips in my tight asshole. If he was going to fuck my ass, especially with such a thick cock, then it most certainly would need some prior attention after the last few inactive months, I realised.

Reaching back with my right hand, I soon located Trent's still erect manhood, which I subsequently stroked as best I could, considering its girth.

"I would like this cock of yours inside me now," I intoned, and waited for him to release my pussy, which was wet from his continued attention.

Still with his welcome fingers in my anus, I braced my left hand on his body and then shuffled down the table until my heated sex was inches away from Trent's cockhead. Keeping it vertical, I lowered myself until I felt the glans brush against my lips. I then teased the crown along the length of my slit several times - each one bringing forth a pleasured sigh from my mouth - before lowering my body to take the warm velvety head into my needy cunt.

"Fuck, emn yes," I sighed and groaned, as I fucked myself on just the head and a portion of the length below it.

With both hands free, I encouraged Trent to try a third finger in my bum hole, while, and having placed my hands at either side of his shoulder joints, I slowly rode up and down his beautiful cock.

"Fuck my ass," I urged, as I rode his cock in and out, back and forth of my juiced up pussy.

"Do that as well, by all means," I encouraged, having he returned his attention to my tits, which swung back and forth above Trent's face.

"God, your long hard cock feels so powerful inside me, Trent," I extolled, as my body headed towards another, third, climax.

Having regained my composure, I climbed down from the table and returned my attention to Trent's phallus; whereupon, I licked up my pussy juices and then sucked his cock some more. I then, and to his almost surprised grin, licked and sucked the fingers that had been in my backside.

‘I doubt his girlfriend does that also,' I thought to myself, only to again suck his erection and somehow take Trent's cockhead past my epiglottis. ‘That neither.'

As I began slowly throat fucking myself on his admirable knob, I felt Trent's fingers both entwine and rest on my hair. There was none of the usual encouragement from him that I receive from other men; not that I would have discouraged it, mind.

Presently taking myself from him, I drooled some saliva over the turgid head and then returned to sucking the glans.

Moments later, and having wiped the crown on either cheek of my face, I indicated to Trent that it was okay if he wanted to use his hand encouragingly before returning his warm manhood to the confines of my mouth and then throat.

Although hesitant at first, I soon felt the young man's hand apply a light downward pressure, which consequently brought my lips into contact with both his dark wiry pubes and that of his groin. Held as I was, I nonetheless slithered my tongue along the warm firm shaft that filled my mouth.

Presently letting me up, Trent's motions - down and up - followed that of mine, as between us we fucked my mouth and throat up and down his cock. Under normal circumstances, I would have received the warm sticky cum of the guy I was fellating, however, and as Trent had mentioned, that wasn't always the case, even when he wanked himself.

"I see what you mean about not always being able to cum, Trent," I exclaimed, before inviting him to get down.

"Not in my ass, with your cock, anyway, just yet," I said, as I, having leant my upper body over the examination table, directed Trent behind me - his fingers being more than welcome there for the moment.

With the head of his strong cock just inside me, Trent grasped my hips and then thrust himself at me.

"God, fuck, yes. Like that. Fuck yes, like that fuck me," I responded, my upper thighs momentarily quavering from the long hard, firm strokes of his cock.

I was now a wanton slut, and as I pushed myself back on him, Trent repositioned his left hand to grasp my hair while his right hand, far from once more fingering my asshole, stroked my clit.

"Fuck me, pull my hair and fuck me," I enjoined; whereupon, and having done so, I felt and heard Trent's groin slap against my ass cheeks as he railed me.

With his hands otherwise occupied, I sneaked my right one behind me and soon had all four fingers inserted into my tight anus. ‘How does that look,' I uttered, which only served to encourage Trent to ream me that bit harder.

Although he soon had me cumming, Trent showed little sign of doing so himself. Once again, I ministered to his cock. This time knelt before him, the young patient was bold enough to lightly grasp either side of my head and work me back and forth on his length, although not enough to pierce my throat with the warm turgid head.

Having presently returned to my desk, I unpaused the clip and then had Trent sit in my chair.

"Do you like having two men pleasure you, Jessica," he enquired.

"You mean fuck me, with their long hard cocks. Why yes, the longer the better," I said, and with a relaxed smile.

Sliding out the narrow draw in the middle, I removed a slender toy, one that I use for otherwise moments like now, along with a bottle of flavoured lube, especially for where I use it.

"You can use these, make out I'm being fucked by two men, Trent," I exclaimed; whereupon, and having stepped over his thighs, I guided his warm firm cock back inside my horny wet pussy. With my feet braced on the carpet and my hands on the armrests, I soon began a slow up and down fuck action. It was as if I was sucking his cock but this time with my pussy lips.

All Trent could manage, by way of any action, was long low moans of pleasure - my ass neglected as he did.

Subsequently stopping, he soon had sufficient enough lube on the toy, which slid easily up my back passage.

"Oh!" I chimed. And then settled into a long overdue DP, even though it was just a toy that was up my tight asshole.

"Fuck my ass, fuck my ass, Trent, I'm sure to cum," I moaned and sighed, my actions becoming more urgent as I fucked myself to another pleasurable climax on his long thick cock.

"How would you like me," I said, as I bent myself forward and again sucked Trent's cock - the toy still stuck part way in my backside, which was where I now wanted him and hoped he would be keen to fuck his lovely long hard cock.

"Would it be okay if you could be led on your table," Trent enquired.

"Why, of course. Help me clear the loose things from it, first," I said.

Moments after, and with just the monitor on my desk, I stood with my ass against the end and waited for Trent to help lift me up. Having he done so, I laid back on the table and then he drew me closer to him so that my butt was perched on the edge and my legs were tilted back enough that he could access my anus with his cock.

After Trent had applied some of the lubricant to his manhood and then smeared some more around my tiny opening, he moved between my legs and, emitting a pleasant smile, eased the head of his long thick erection past my ring.

"Oh fuck. Take it easy, Trent. It's been some while since I last had a cock in my tight ass," I told him.

"At least let me have some," I appealed, having he fully withdrawn it, only for Trent to then considerately apply some more lube to his shaft and a generous amount to my asshole.

"Let me," I intoned, as I felt the puffy glans once more slip inside my small opening.

Extending my hand down, I grasped Trent's long cock and began working it forwards and back at a progressively bearable rate until it was all the way up inside me; balls deep in fact.

"There you go," I exclaimed, with a sense of accomplishment, and subsequently released my grip in order to hold my legs back and out.

"That's it, slowly back, then fuck it up my ass. Oh yes, more," I urged Trent, who delivered several more thrusts to my tight little anus before grasping my thighs and really letting me have it.

"That's it, Trent, fuck my ass, fuck my tight fucking asshole," I impelled him, as another climax welled up inside me and soon seared a path to my brain.

"Fuck, yes, you've made me cum," I averred. "What about you, though," I was quick to enquire, figuring that the tightness of my rectum would help bring him off.

"It's as I said, Jessica. Sometimes I don't climax," intoned Trent, his firm cock deep in my ass a testament to that fact.

As pleasurable as our time together had been, the professional within me needed to resolve Trent's situation.

"What say we try it with me leant over my desk and you behind me; maybe if I fuck myself with the toy at the same time," I suggested.

Having helped me down, I then turned around, moved my feet wide apart and then bent my upper body over the table. As I did, my nipples reacted to the feel of the cold wooden surface, which forced a sharp sigh from my lips.

With the toy laid on my desk for when I needed it, I extended my hands behind me and pulled my ass cheeks invitingly apart for Trent to once more ream my backside.

"Maybe be a bit forceful this time, Trent," I suggested; whereupon, I quickly felt his cock thrust up inside my open anus.

"Fuck, yes, do it, do it like that," I urged.

"Fuck my ass, yeah, like that, fuck it good, real fucking good," I impelled Trent, his groin once more slapping against my bare buttocks as he almost piston fucked me.

He was still going at me when I took a hold of the toy with my right hand; Trent's at either side of my waist as he pulled me onto his forward thrusting manhood.

Managing, what with the force he was exerting, to direct the toy inside my dowsed cunt, I did my best to both fuck myself with it and alongside that of Trent's bulging cock; at least that's how it felt in my tight asshole.

"Cum for me, Trent," I soon urged. "Fill my ass with your hot sticky spunk," I impelled him; my own climax gathering a forceful momentum when he began to speed up.

"Oh fuck, Jessica," Trent cried out, a clear indication if ever I heard one that he was as good as there.

"That's it, baby, fuck my ass, fuck it good, real fucking good," I called to him, encouragingly.

"I'm gonna cum," he announced, and mere moments later, as my own orgasm took a hold and washed through me, Trent filled my ass with his warm sticky spunk.

"Emn, lovely. I knew you had it in you," I said, as he continued to pump several more shots of his cum inside me.

Although I had succeeded in both getting Trent hard and making him cum, his problem was far from over, unless he could either get his girlfriend to suck his cock or find someone who would; someone other than his local female doctor that is.

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