The Backdoor club: 3> Paging Dr Smith
written by:
Chris-t6290

Story outline: Although Dr Samantha Smith fancied Dr Jones, more than from afar, she was left crushed after his off-hand comment during a recent tea break they both shared.

With the small surgery on patient Daniels' ass complete, she having let go of her tiny vibrator in the fit of orgasm, Dr Smith made the suggestion: "In future, Miss Daniels, if you must play with your ass, try something longer and not one that vibrates." Good advice coming from someone, a Doctor no less, who both enjoyed and practiced the same, what with British laws on sex the way they were.

Sadly, it wasn't just anal sex between heterosexuals. Even foreplay, which gay women practiced and women, in general, both enjoyed and expected, was deemed to be obscene. Of course, that didn't worry a professional like Samantha Smith. No. With her salary and the low cost of housing she had managed to take out a leasehold on a swanky [chic] apartment while occasionally treating herself to the odd date with an escort, something that her hours and being on call demanded.

Leaving a nurse to finish off with patient Daniels, Dr Smith removed her surgical gloves and checked her watch. ‘Time for a break. Maybe I'll bump into the dishy Dr Jones. Emn, he can have my ass any day. Blond hair, and those lovely ocean blue eyes of his, the sort that you can...' Samantha dreamed, as she strolled along the corridor, only to bump into:

"Dr Jones!" she exclaimed. "I was just...on the way to the canteen," Samantha was quick to correct what she had otherwise been thinking.

"I'll join you, if that's okay."

"No. Yes, I'd like that," she said, almost flustered by his suggestion while her blue eyes clearly swooned.

Samantha Smith was in her third year at Ravensbourne hospital. Aged 27, she had straight, natural blonde hair that fell to her shoulders, blue eyes, a lithe, svelte body, being 6 feet tall in her 4 inch heels and curves; 38C tits and a voluptuous ass, one that was ideal for taking the occasional cock up it - black or white.

"So, how was your morning?" Alex enquired, having taken a sip of his tea.

"Okay, so far. Just the one patient," she said, barely hinting at what the surgery was.

"Not your usual run of the mill, then," Alex rejoined, ferreting, encouraging his fellow surgeon to be forthcoming.

Leaning forward, she all but whispered: "the patient."

"Yes," Alex interrupted.

"I had to remove a vibrator -"

"From her ass," he second guessed.

"You'd be surprised what some people put in their rear end, Samantha. I've personally had to remove a domestic light bulb that had been used as a butt plug, while I've heard of other items, a glass bottle, a broom stick, even, while some people don't know which end to put their food; a cucumber being the most common and one that can break easily," Dr Jones informed her, and with a normal intonation.

Just the mention of ‘cucumber', that being Samantha's choice, made her heart skip a few beats, her tits swell and her nipples harden, while her clit, having poked out from its hood, was, even then, pushing against her black thong, which had suddenly become moist. She was certainly horny for Dr Alex Jones at that moment, however...

"Myself, I don't see the attraction. No, give me normal sex any day," he said, at which point, her clit retracted and was quickly and once again dormant while her tits returned to their normality, even her nipples flattened.

"You don't," she croaked and sat back up, subsequently feeling crushed by his somewhat rejection.

"No, why?" he intoned, suspecting her possible interest.

Just then, thankfully, she was saved by her pager going off.

"Thank you, Dr Jones - for your insight," she said, and having quickly finished her beverage, she got up and left. ‘Fucker!' she exclaimed to herself, realising that he probably wasn't caring enough for her, like so many men appeared to possibly be. Another aspect of British law that Samantha recalled.

‘Oh well, looks like it's back to the small ads,' she said to herself, before finding a phone and seeing what the emergency was.

During lunch, a chicken sandwich, one with meat cut from the breast half she had roasted for Sunday's tea, sliced cucumber, not the one she had resorted to fucking her ass with, sliced tomato and iceburg lettuce, Samantha, it being Thursday, perused the contact ads in the paper she had bought before lunch, having been spurned by Dr Jones.

‘The Backdoor Club', she mused, having seen the couples advert. ‘Surely, that's not. I do believe it is,' Samantha realised.

The reason she found herself with a cucumber up her ass while she stroked her clit and eventually hand fucked her horny wet pussy, came about while she was watching a video film she had bought.

Although it was softcore, any actual sex having been cut from the American original, the title was ‘Backdoor to Hollywood'. Samantha vaguely recalled one of the female porn stars urging the guy behind her to fuck her ass while she faced the camera, almost.

‘Careful,' Dr Smith's innermost mind cautioned her, as her body once more responded to the possibilities the advert promised. With that in mind, when Samantha phoned the number in the advert, she did so from a payphone, a quite expensive one under the circumstance, especially with the couple's cell phone.

Having gone through the same screening regime, Dr Smith felt at ease. She was more than happy, of course, to pay the £75 fee, which, considering the role-play scenario she explained to Zowie, was inexpensive compared with that of hiring three escorts while there was the added bonus of spontaneity to look forward to and enjoy.

"When would you like to enact it?" Zowie enquired of her.

"Would Saturday be too soon," she rejoined, her body more than horny for cock as was her ass.

With little need to consult their bookings, Zowie confirmed that Saturday would be fine and then explained the collection procedure to Samantha.

Come Saturday, and having travelled to the remote Kent train station carrying a bag that contained a white Doctor's coat and a stethoscope, Dr Samantha Smith was collected by the couple. Inside the back seat, she was asked to put on the blindfold, which she unhesitantly did.

With all of the sex play, anal sex play, Zowie had filmed these last few weeks, she was doubly horny. Enough, to chance something with Samantha while she sat, almost submissively, beside her.

"So are you looking forward to getting some nice big cock in that lovely tight ass of yours, Samantha?" she began.

"Yes," she croaked, her mouth almost dry while her body once again responded as it had done in the canteen last Thursday, only to suddenly feel the warmth of Zowie's hand rest on her nearside breast.

"God, your nipple's hard," she announced, loud enough for Andrew to hear.

"And..." she began, before slowly and sensuously sliding her fingers down Samantha's blouse and skirt, bringing her hand to rest so that it covered her heated mound, "...you're wet," she suggested, and with no objection from the good Doctor Smith.

"It won't be long, now. Soon you'll have what you want," Zowie intoned, her voice deep and husky as she managed to draw up Samantha's short skirt with her other hand and soon felt her wetness on her thong.

"You are wet," Zowie lauded, as she moved her fingers under the wispy black fabric and did similar to her own, equally wet, thong with her other hand.

"Emn," both women, lost in their moments of pleasure, responded.

"I may just have to join you, later. You've got such a lovely pussy," Zowie commended her, before licking her cum moist fingers; both lots, moments before the car stopped.

"We're here," Andrew announced, and with that, Zowie helped their latest member of the Backdoor Club alight from the car and subsequently escorted Samantha, still blindfolded while Andrew locked the car and then carried her bag, to where her role-play scenario was waiting.

Once inside the arena, Zowie removed the blindfold and then handed Samantha her bag. She then left her to put on her Doctor's items and got the camera ready for the initial filming, which Andrew merely watched from afar.

"Ready? I know I am and so are Paul, Steve and Nathan," Zowie appraised Samantha of the men's names, before escorting her to where the set-up was waiting.

Dr Smith's scenario comprised two beds with a dividing curtain between them. In the first bed, laid Paul, all alone. In the bed the other side of the partition was Steve, who was sat up and talking to his visitor, Nathan.

Calling into the room for a routine check up, Dr Smith first went to Steve and saw how he was before going across to Paul, with whom she spent some time. While Samantha was with him, she discussed his problem. ED (Erectile Dysfunction), which, for someone his age, early 20's, was rare.

Viagra, if that he actually needed it, was many years off being available in the UK, and so Dr Smith resorted to a well-tried remedy.

"Let me see if I can urge some life into your predicament," she said, loud enough for the men in the next cubicle - the other side of the curtain - to hear, and then drew back the sheet followed by that of undoing his pyjama bottoms, which, in fact, were little more than jogging bottoms.

"Emn, I see. Well, all it needs is some normal stimulation, the sort your girlfriend is more than...! Oh, oh I see," she intoned, realising from Paul's sullen expression that he didn't have one.

"This will be our little secret," she said, her voice low, though, not enough to escape the interest of both Nathan and Steve, who edged closer; Nathan going around to the other side of the bed, which he then sat on.

"How does that feel; anything?" Dr Smith enquired as she stroked his non-responsive shaft, something that Paul managed to control considering what she was intending to do next.

Upon hearing that, Nathan nudged his friend who was leant off the side of the bed, his hand beneath the cover stroking his cock, imaging, as he did, that it was the Doctor's.

Just then, Nathan noticed there was a gap in the overlapping sides of the dividing curtains. Very quietly, and as Samantha continued to stroke Paul's shaft, her body turned to the side so that Steve and he got a good view, he moved his fingers to the left side and drew the curtain open. Looking as if neither of them could believe what he was witnessing, they watched her secret special remedy, one that, if it wasn't doing much for Paul, the sight and spectacle of Dr Smith stroking the patient's flaccid cock was having a quite positive effect on Nathan.

"Emn, okay. Let me try something different," Samantha, losing her professional concentration, said and smiled. She then drew up Paul's semi-hard cock and lowered her lips towards it.

Kissing the crown to begin with, she emitted another pleasant smile, moments before and as she continued to get turned on, stroking the warm puffy glans across and over, first one florid cheek then that of the well below her lower lip and finally the left cheek. Seeing that, Nathan both nudged Steve and pointed at her.

In his otherwise controlled excitement, Paul had released a bubble of pre-cum, which Samantha smeared over her lower lip. She then, ignoring it for the moment, extended her tongue and licked around the head of her patient's cock, tasting his sweet saltiness as she did and murmuring her delight, ‘Tasty—very,' she commended Paul.

That caused a quiet whispered response between Nathan and Steve, who had an urgent hard-on, one that was in need of relief.

"Is it working, Doctor?" Paul asked of her professional opinion.

"A bit more attention and we should be there. You've responded well so far," she enthralled, and again threw a smile in his direction before continuing with her applied form of treatment.

This time, when Samantha returned to aid him, she slowly, and what with Paul unable to hold off his arousal any longer, ran her tongue tip down and up his near perfect erection several times, coating the area in her salivation before reposing his warm firm veiny shaft and slithering her tongue along another side; even going lower and licking his ball sac before taking each cum filled egg into her mouth.

Pretending that it wasn't as proud as it was, certainly enough to go where she so dearly wanted his cock, Samantha, with her additional audience who would make their presence soon known, spat on the head of Paul's erection and then dribbled down a long strand. She then licked and drew the strand up and subsequently covered the warm turgid crown with her lips and mouth, letting out a contented moan as she sucked more of his firm length between her lips and used her tongue to tantalise patient Paul's shaft, which throbbed from all the blood that was pumping through it, keeping it nice and hard while she sucked and licked his substantial length.

"Emn, yes," he sighed, when, having drawn herself up and off him, Samantha wiggled and teased her tongue around the sensitive area just below the rim of his cap.

"You want to cum, don't you," she teased, before covering the head and this time slowly sliding her lips down the uppermost portion while stroking the lower part; her lips and hand moving almost as one - up and down.

"Fuck—me," she heard a voice behind her exclaim.

Not put off her bedside manner towards Paul by their presence, Samantha raised her idle right hand and beckoned Nathan closer with her crooked finger. Presently feeling him with it, and still ministering to Paul who she was urging to cum, wanting to get a fuller taste of him and see, as a Doctor, if he could get hard again afterwards, Samantha flattened her hand against the warmth of Nathan's body.

"I think we've got company," she said, momentarily taking herself from Paul and, with her eyes, directing his attention to Nathan and Steve, and all while she once more sucked his hard-on and began to lower her hand.

Paul wasn't far off giving Dr Smith his first load, while she slid her fingers, inch by inch, down Nathan's midriff, then lower still, past the broad belt of his jeans and onto the metal zip of his fly, which she soon had down. Parting the teeth, much the same as he had parted the curtain, Samantha let out a moan when she felt the warmth of another cock fill her hand.

"Oh God, yes, here I cum, Doc," Paul warned her; whereupon, and still sucking and stroking his pulsating erection, she accepted his explosion of warm sticky creamy spunk, which he pumped into her mouth. Dr Smith relished the taste, even keeping it lingering in her mouth, her cheeks expanding and stretching with the copious amount. Only when once he had finished, did she swallow his seed.

"Emn, delicious," she said afterwards, having sucked him dry.

"I'll leave you to...okay," intimating for Paul to get himself hard.

"My other patient, his friend, in particular, need some therapy," Dr Smith said, before standing up and making her way through the curtain, all while she stroked Nathan's firm cock as she urged him back.

"Emn, yes, well, I'll get to that later, Right now, I need to check your friend, make sure his heart rate is okay," she told Nathan, intimating that he return to his chair while leaving his cock to hand and not just his.

Placing her stethoscope against her ears, Samantha breathed on the chestpiece and then lowered herself and it towards Steve's shirt, which he had pulled open. Although his heartbeat, under the and intended circumstance was normal, she voiced some concern before drawing back the covers and noticing his hand movement.

"That won't do, will it," she intoned, and had soon replaced his humid hand with that of her warm one while licking and skimming her tongue around the crown.

"Easy there, it's not a race," Samantha feigned her concern when, Paul, behind her, having drawn back her coat grasped the front of her blouse. He then, and with Steve urging her to suck down on his cock, pulled it back, open and asunder, the buttons flying off it as he did.

Provided they did things in an appreciative manner, Samantha welcomed their rough treatment, even that of Paul rolling, pulling and twisting her nipples, especially as it induced a climatic surge, both from Steve and that of her pussy, which was already juiced up and primed thanks to Zowie's previous attention.

"You've cum, yes, lovely," Dr Smith regaled.

"Now me, Doc," Nathan intoned, and taking her head he drew her mouth all the way onto his warm hard shaft, before pumping his hips and cock at her.

With Samantha's hands free, Steve and Paul soon had her coat off followed by her blouse and bra, which Nathan had yanked over her tits some while ago.

"Umngluh," Samantha vociferated, throatily, as she felt the turgid head of Nathan's cock spring in and out of her throat while she was knelt across the bed.

Like that, her ample breasts were on hand and moreover to Steve, meanwhile, Paul soon had her short black skirt drawn up and the strap of her thong pulled across her left buttock. He then sucked on three of his fingers and subsequently directed them closer. Not to her pussy, which was wet, he noticed from the dew like secretion that covered her mound. No, Nathan's point of interest for his fingers was that of Samantha's backdoor, which he teased for some pleasurable moments, enough that it encouraged the anal slut to wiggle her ass and push back, even while she was getting a hard and, some might say, forceful mouth and throat fucking from Nathan while Steve sucked on one of her distended nipples and rolled the other one betwixt his thumb and fingers.

"Oh, fuck, m...more, yes, make me cum," she appealed to them, moments before Paul moved his other hand to stroke her noticeably hard clit and Nathan returned the horny Doctor to his hard-on.

Unlike Paul and Steve, he was in no hurry to lose his composure, noted by the fact that Samantha was beset by two more climaxes before Nathan attained his. When he did, he showered her face with the first warm sticky rope and then directed the concluding two streams of his creamy white spunk onto Samantha's offered extended tongue and that of her mouth. He then pushed his length back inside her warm confinement and then went dreamy eyed as she sucked the dregs from him.

After that, and with her skirt removed, naked except for her black lace top stockings, which were clipped to a fancy black garter belt and her moist black thong, one that, because of its position, exposed her silky smooth puffy mound, Doctor Samantha Smith was knelt up on the bed, a cock in each hand, which she stroked commandingly and diligently while sucking that of Paul's, which was soon, once again, hard.

"You're quite the slut, Doc," Nathan asserted, moments before she moved across to him and once more sucked along his length, this time gazing up at him like the horny slut she was and they each, rightly, took her for.

"This slut, as you see her, wants your cocks, one at a time, mind, in her tight little asshole, and it is tight, almost virginal. All the same, you boys be sure to give it a good drilling, a good hard and deep one, mind, okay," Samantha explicated, before returning her mouth to Nathan's shaft, which she slid her lips back and forth on before taking his length all the way down and holding herself there. Samantha then loosened her lips as she strived to take even more of him into her throat.

"Fuck—ME!" he cried out, spittle drooling from her lower lip as she breathed through her nose and swallowed.

"Hah," Samantha expelled air from her mouth afterwards, only to, without wasting a moment, cover Steve's bulging cockhead with her mouth while stroking that of Paul's.

Positioning himself behind her, Nathan urged the slut lower, and while she sucked and throat fucked herself on Steve's warm firm length he teased her moist slit with his cockhead, sliding it back and forth, leaving her hanging, anticipating when...!

"Hurmng," Samantha released a murmur of divine pleasure, when Nathan thrust his warm firm length into her, his cock fully filling her up and making her body shudder with orgasm.

"She enjoyed that, definitely," he announced, moments before taking his cock from her, wiping the cum sticky shaft across Samantha's buttocks and finally teasing the crinkled opening with his slick glans as he held her cheeks apart.

"Soon, soon you'll be begging us to fuck your lovely tight asshole, Doc, not yet awhile, though, we've got more dirty and decadent things we want you to do, both to us and with us," he informed her, before tracing his cockhead onto her perineum and sliding it back into her cunt. Thereafter, and with much solace, he continued to lay his length to the horny slut in tandem with Steve and then Paul while urging three of his fingers all the way down, in and out, back and forth of her ass.

"Oh yes, fuck me, ram your big hard cock...urgh," was all she managed to get out, before Paul filled her mouth once more, his cock salivated from that of Zowie joining in on things.

"Come here, Steve," she said, and was soon once more silent, save for her moans as she sucked his warm length. Although it was unexpected, Andrew remained where he was, looking on as his horny partner sucked one of the men and still managed to film Samantha and the other two.

"Emn, yes, lovely," Zowie lauded afterwards.

"Right, I'll leave you four to enjoy yourselves while I get some from my man. I will, though, be back to film the necessary, in your own time," she informed them, leaving the camera turned off and then going off to get some from Andrew who she found to be amiably hard...!

"Your turn" Nathan, unexpectedly, announced. Of all of them, and they were complete strangers to her, he seemed like the most rough cut, despite his looks: curly brown hair & brown eyes; come to bed ones in Samantha's opinion. By contrast, Steve had short straight blond hair and blue eyes, almost like those of Dr Jones while Paul had a crew cut and piercing hazel eyes.

"Yeah, but lets have your thong off first," Steve suggested.

Moments later, Samantha was laid on her back minus her thong, her head and shoulders resting on the double pillows while Nathan on one side and Steve on the other had her legs drawn up and her thighs open. Doctor Smith then watched Paul, who, like the others, was naked, kneel on the bed and shuffle towards her pussy, which she held open and exposed for him while mildly stroking her clit.

"Emn, sith," she reacted, anticipating his every move as he drew his head and lips closer to her wet cunt. Even as he did, Samantha found herself bucking her hips up to meet him, only for Paul to be a divine naughty tease and suddenly stop. Waiting until she was once more prone before he closed on her.

When he did, holding his breath inside him, he closed his lips around her crease and then slithered his tongue out and back in one sharp forceful lunge. Barely a lick it felt, but, all the same, it was enough; enough to trigger her climax.

"Fuck! Huh, huh, huh," Samantha cried and then gasped, falling into a deliciously warm orgasm, one that trembled up her thighs and along the curve of her spine, all while Paul flicked and swished his tongue along her crease and inside her pussy, while he sucked her juices forth.

Unable to close her legs, Samantha had little choice but to endure Paul's continued adroit attention which he far from let up.

"Fuck! Fucker! Yes! Fuck me, jam your fingers, more, your whole fucking hand," she urged, at which point Samantha turned her head to the right and was soon directing Nathan's cock back between her lips.

Having moved onto sucking and licking her clit by then, coupled with his fingers in her ass and that of her pussy, when Paul eventually took himself from her and went to move back, Samantha reached up and grabbed him.

"I think she wants you to fuck her," Steve observed.

"Urmn," Samantha voiced her agreement, as she enjoyed Nathan's cock in her mouth some more.

"You sure that's what you want, Doc?" Paul, who was sat up between her splayed humid thighs, teased.

She didn't just want. No, Dr Smith needed him inside her. She reached out her hand and, from the corner of her eye, soon had his cock in her grasp. Samantha then drew him, unresistingly, closer until he was knelt in position.

With her head almost in line with that of her naked body, she mouthed the crown of Nathan's cock as she, holding herself partially open, directed the warm puffy glans of Paul's erection towards her aching needful cunt.

"Emnnnn..." Samantha let out a long low moan, as she teased the head and underside of patient Paul's shaft up and down the wet crease of her gash, causing it to become both slick and sticky as she did.

"Spread my cunt, not just my thighs," she urged Steve and Nathan, before taking the head past her lips. When she was soon open for Paul and still grasping his cock, she turned her head towards Nathan and simultaneously filled her mouth and pussy with their rampant dicks.

"Hurmn!" Samantha cried out, with each forceful thrust of Paul's weapon and swing of his hips. To make it more dynamic, he had his hands braced at either side of her and his toes similarly braced behind him. That caused his pubic bone to smash against her clit each time and soon had her cumming torrents. With her body still in a state of post-orgasmic euphoria, Paul withdrew himself from her vibrant body and invited Steve to have a go next.

"I want to eat her divine pussy and taste her ass, first," he announced, and he did, all while Doctor Smith got a taste of herself on Paul, and Nathan contented himself with sucking her nipples in turn.

‘If only this were a real hospital,' Samantha yearned, as she stroked Steve's shiny blond hair. There her feet could be restrained in stirrups and they could use both their hands on her. Just then, a thought came to her mind. The curtain rail was low.

"Hold up, guys, I've got an idea," she said.

Moments later, they had moved the bed across and over the bar with the curtain drawn back on either side. Having unclipped Samantha's stockings and removed her garter belt, it serving little or no purpose, one end of each nylon was tied to Doctor Smith's ankle while the other was tied to the crossbar of the curtain rail.

"Kinky," remarked Nathan, who was looking forward to getting his dick in her ass.

"You like being tied up, then," he suggested. ‘I never thought of that,' Samantha realised, what with her position, one that afforded them her upturned ass cheeks, which Nathan took a hard swipe at; twice, in fact, having Samantha responded pleasurably.

"She likes being spanked, also," Steve mentioned, before returning to what he'd been doing, this time, and for all of them, with a greater level of pleasure.

"Oh fuck, yes, your hands all of them, on me, lovely, so fucking lovely," the horny and semi-restrained Doctor moaned her pleasured delight, her hands wrapped around her thighs and holding herself open for Steve, her mouth being slowly fucked by Paul who mauled her right tit and stroked her clit while Nathan pumped her left boob up with his encasing hands and sucked and pulled her hard bud.

"Man, I can feel her g spot, it's fucking hard, I can't wait to get my cock inside her, rubbing the head against it..."

"What are you waiting for?" Paul said.

"Yeah, an invitation!" Nathan added his voice, before returning to sucking Dr Smith's nipple, indicating her presence and need was all the invitation that was necessary.

"She likes it hard," Paul added, by way of direction.

"Please," Samantha mumbled, and readied herself once more, this time, though, she reached for and stroked Nathan's cock, leaving Steve to his own devices.

"Ho, I wouldn't have thought of that," Zowie exclaimed, having returned from getting seriously reamed by Andrew's cock that her pussy purred with contentment.

Although they had yet to get to the required footage, the Backdoor sex, Zowie made herself comfortable on the other bed and watched as Steve hammered his length into Samantha's pussy, making sure that, with his upward swing, his mushroom-like helmet brushed her g spot each time.

Realising not only that, but that only half the pleasure was being realised by Samantha, Zowie moved off the bed and was soon knelt beside their latest member, barring the completion of Samantha's initiation.

"It's okay, don't mind me. Pretend I'm not here," she told Steve, who had slowed down his motion. "Fuck her, do it hard," she urged him, Zowie's fingers going to the same spot on Samantha's abdomen that she herself touches when Andrew does the same.

"Fuck, yes, more. God, that, oh fuck, oh fucking fuck. Engghh," Samantha cried out, just before Zowie lowered her head in readiness and presently, moments later, caught the upsurge of translucent liquid that ‘squirted', literally, from the depths of the horny Doctor's pussy, her sex, her cunt.

"Urmn, urmn," Zowie murmured between gulps, while her lips and surrounding areas were covered in Samantha's cum. Although her feet were restrained, she couldn't help but writhe and buck her hips up at the unexpectancy of such a powerful orgasm.

"You just squirted, by the way," Zowie assured Samantha, before lowering her mouth towards her distended clit. She then applied a woman's touch to it, and all while everything continued as before: Steve fucking her hard, enough that, in his revised position, Samantha's legs resting against his shoulders, his groin slapped against her buttocks, thereby giving Zowie the room she needed to lightly thrum the Doctor's sheathed stalk and lick and suck her sticky clit.

"Hey, when do I get a go?" Nathan asked, beside the fact that it would be his second.

"I want that juicy ass, yours too," he remarked to Zowie.

"Sorry, guys. I'll gladly suck your cock, if the need takes me, but...!" she rejoined, intimating anything else was reserved for Andrew.

"God, you look so fucking sexy," Steve intoned, as he slowed down. Before he could fully remove himself from Samantha, though, Zowie, still stroking Samantha's clit, moved towards his cum-slick cock and soon had her mouth around and over him.

"Oh fuck, yeah, fucking lovely," Steve cried out.

"Emn, I think I'll be needing the camera now," she smiled, knowingly, before kissing both Steve's cock and Samantha's pussy.

"Please, untie me. Let me get on all fours for you," Samantha beseeched.

"Maybe put them back on," Zowie suggested.

"Yeah, your belt and thong also," Nathan agreed.

As soon as Samantha was dressed in her sexy lingerie, barring her bra, than she was knelt up on the other bed, Steve, before her, ready to fill her slut mouth while Nathan stroked his dick in readiness to go from her pussy to her ass.

Before that, though, he slathered his warm wet tongue around her asshole and gave each of Samantha's cheeks a couple of warm slaps. He then positioned himself behind her and again teased the length of her curple before slowly drawing back and aiming the head at her puckered rosebud.

"Emn, yes," Samantha sighed, thinking that was the moment.

"Oh no, not yet. You need to beg me to fuck your tight little asshole," he reminded her, before, and with excellent muscle control on his part, it has to be said, directing his cock lower, his hands resting on Samantha's ass cheeks, which he prised apart, wanting to watch as his length slowly slid inside and then filled her up.

"Halp," she moaned, when it did, then coherent silence when, and from the other end, Steve filled her mouth with his warm firm length.

For some long erotic minutes, five to be exact, everyone watched in silence as Doctor Smith was spit fucked. Zowie couldn't help but be silent as she enjoyed a mouth fuck from Paul while he, under her direction, gathered up her hair.

"Get beneath her, Paul, I'm sure she'll like that," Zowie invited him, before taking up the camera and handing a bottle of sex lube to Nathan. Having done the right thing, he again teased Samantha's expectant asshole with his cockhead, which slipped inside with ease.

No sooner was it inside her ass, past her tight ring, than she was undulating her body down and towards Paul's cock, which equally filled her up.

Heaven, sheer, unadulterated, perfect heaven. That was the only way to describe how it felt to the young Doctor. Three cocks inside her, each one producing its own level of pleasure, which melded and moulded itself into one magnificent sensation that shuddered through her entire body.

"I think she rather enjoys that," Zowie voiced her realisation as a woman, the camera lens pointed down at Nathan's cock as it slowly disappeared and reappeared from Samantha's tight and exposed backdoor.

"Ur-urmn," Doctor Smith concurred, before rocking back on them, Nathan, in particular, wanting him to be a bit harder, go more deeper, to really rail her ass for her.

"Fuck her harder, Nathan," Zowie encouraged him, both with her words and that of her idle hand on his butt cheeks, which she urged forward.

"Mind if I have a taste?" she said, and with that, Zowie, having gotten the footage she needed, urged Nathan back and soon had his cock in her mouth. She wouldn't fuck the men, but the co-founder of ‘the Backdoor club' clearly had a cock hungry mouth.

Although her ass was void for only a short while, barely 30 seconds, Samantha used the time to fuck down on Paul's weapon and suck Steve's length, which she slithered her tongue around with a degree of concentration. Then, her ass was once more filled and she switched her level back to its renewed consuming pleasure.

When Steve and Nathan changed over, the Doctor gasped, "Hurry, don't leave me wanting, I need...yes, emn, such a big cock in my backdoor, lovely, and, yes...fuck, tight!" Samantha exclaimed when Steve thrust his length all the way in, Zowie holding her ass cheeks open and exposed while having the forethought to dribble some of her saliva onto Dr Smith's anus.

Steve needed no urging, least not from Zowie, and in no time at all his groin was slapping against Samantha's ass cheeks quite loudly. The force was such that it caused them to ripple and his cum heavy balls slap up and against her clit. He even chanced bunching up the Doctors blond hair, which he pulled back as he laid waste to her ass. That both arched her back and caused her tits to swell.

Noticing her revised position, Nathan fucked her mouth harder, giving Samantha a further taste of her ass juice just as Zowie had enjoyed it. Meanwhile, and as he flexed his hips up at her, Paul caressed more than mauled her tits while making long slurping noises as he sucked her breasts and hard nipples.

"Hurmn, humngh," Samantha soon mumbled her ever building orgasmic pleasure. Her body was being pushed, pulled, and fucked vigorously by the trio while she did her best to push against them.

"Oh God, fuck me, FUCK ME!" she cried out in desperation, when, for a short while, before being once more muted, she managed to pull herself from Nathan's commanding length.

"When do I get a go in her ass?" Paul, feeling left out, intoned, while Samantha, her body almost motionless, came down from the euphoric cloud she had, moments before, been transported to.

"Fuck, God, fuck, that was lovely," she said, when Nathan and Steve withdrew themselves from her.

"Now, now I want each of you to fuck my lovely tight ass. Fuck me and cum in my ass, spunk your warm, emn, loads, yes, up the walls, emngh," Samantha stroking her engorged clit as she said it, feeling her sticky clit and then plunging her rigid fingers into her sodden cunt.

Moments later she was knelt over the side of the bed, her elbows and forearms resting on the mattress and her feet wide apart in the expectancy of a deep hard forceful ass reaming, which she subsequently got.

"Fuck, my ass," she cried out with the first lunge. "Fuck my ass," Samantha continued to encourage each one in turn, finishing as she had wanted by shooting his warm creamy spunk deep inside her ‘backdoor'.

Leaving the men to make their own way home afterwards, and with little need to blindfold their accepted new member, the couple escorted Dr Samantha Smith out to the car. No sooner were they under way, than Zowie had Samantha turn around and draw up her skirt. She then hand fucked her wet cunt while sucking out the men's cum from her ass, all while Andrew drove along at a slower speed...!