Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Just A Cop's Cock: EP6

*** Scene 9: Doctor O'Malley's Office, Monday 5:15 p. m. ***

"You're late," Doctor O'Malley accused when I was escorted into her office by her receptionist late Monday afternoon. I was walking with the help of a cane.

"I've had a crappy day too doc... hell, I still can hardly walk and my sisters want me to pee in a bloody milk bottle. And the last time I had sex," I grumbled, but with a smile on my lips. "You can go Sally," the doc instructed her giggling girl, "I'll clean up; just lock the outer door when you leave."

"You sure Doctor O'Malley?" the girl asked but I could see she was relieved she didn't have to wait til I was done.

"Hi beautiful," I said to my lovely, red-headed doctor when Sally had finally left.

"Always trying to be the charmer eh?" she complained but with a smile in her eyes. "So, how're you feeling,"

"How do you think? My sisters are both driving me crazy and this girl I've got a crush on only likes short guys. And I haven't made love with a woman in two weeks," I teased. "Abstinence is good for the soul Constable, now go in the examination room and get naked," she ordered.

"Is it?" I asked. "And when was the last time you made love to a man anyway?" I said as I hobbled to the little alcove that held an examination table.

When I was stripped I stood with my butt leaning back against the table, my knees spread, my cock standing at attention.

"You're supposed to wear the robe," Kathy chastised as she moved towards me. As she removed the bandage that covered my chest she was standing between my knees, close enough that my penis was lightly bobbing against her stomach. "It looks good," she said as her fingers traced along the mostly healed pink line that showed the path of the bullet. "This looks much better too," she said as her hand circled my penis and she bent and slowly examined my cockhead. "It does?"

"But you'll still have to wait a couple more days," she answered to my unasked question. "And for your information officer it has been over a year since I've been with a real man," she then added, answering my original question, then she gave me a gentle squeeze.

"That long? Who was he? It certainly wasn't your hubby."

"None of your business."

"Was it your dad?" I pressed.

with us... it'd be just sex," she added, a

wasn't ever going to be that simple between the two of us. "No,

she wanted to and just waited. And she finally did, hesitantly at first, then more and more coherently. She told me how her

daddy and I, that it would be okay. But it had already spread, just after Christmas they found more." There were tears on Kathy's cheeks as she talked. Fucking cancer I thought to myself, realizing at the same time that she'd probably had it worse than me. "She was sixty-eight pounds and in continuous pain when she finally died seven months later," she said as tears poured down her cheeks. "It was a week before my senior year of high

what we did wasn't wrong, that it wasn't my fault," she continued seconds later, her sad eyes watching mine. "It's perfectly normal.

and let her tresses tumble down and over her shoulders. I cradled her head in my hands. "To what?" I asked even though I already knew

answer.

the washing up... all the little jobs. I didn't go out once my junior year of high school... I almost

the loss I'd felt, then I

to do everything mommy had done... I tried to replace her for Daddy. God, my senior year was shitty, all I did was study and then rush home and clean the house, do the laundry,

white doctor's jacket

goddam clue. I'd lie in bed... I'd touch myself Johnnie," Kathy cried, then moaned softly when my hands found her breasts through the soft, white, lace trimmed bra I knew she'd worn specially for

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remembering. "God, it was a disaster... we were both so unhappy... we were both crying when the waiters brought the special

off her breasts and lightly moved my fingers across her puffy aureoles and onto her straining pink

we got home," she started, ignoring my comment even as she arched her chest harder into my hands, "I was lying in bed thinking, I was touching myself, I knew I had to do something... I was wet... I wanted to help daddy so much... Christ, I was a clueless virgin and daddy hadn't had sex in

in me.... fucking me," she admitted softly. "I wanted to

see it in the moonlight that flooded the room... lying there on his thigh. I'd never seen one before Johnnie," she insisted as her fingers slid down onto my penis. I undid

asleep and he didn't stir when I touched it. It grew Johnnie... like yours," she added as she looked into my eyes and gave a possessive squeeze to my now

"What happened?"

afraid he'd wake. He got so big, almost as big as you," she marveled, remembering the feel of rubbing her fathers smooth, hard cock even as she pumped mine. "I slowly lowered myself until the head of his penis was just touching my slit, my hair... I was wet, so wet... so excited, I wanted it inside me," she moaned as I

as my fingers found her clit and

his big cockhead got stuck, I didn't think it could go in Johnnie... then it wouldn't go

"Your hymen?"

god, I yelled out in pain... I was bleeding... daddy woke... he recognized me. He tried to push me off... oh god, he tried to fight me... but I kept lifting and lowering myself... again and again. As I rode him I could feel my blood trickling down his penis. He was suddenly all the way in, filling me. Then he started to move... he'd stopped fighting it. He rolled me

yelling, "Fuck me daddy.... please... fuck me... more... yes daddy...