On My Own

I've lost my doctor. The person who helped me with the procedure and the recovery has moved.

It was announced during my last visit, last Wednesday. I've been down to milking at the docs office only twice a week, and during the last visit Alice herself came in and did a final checkup.  She told me that she was moving to Switzerland, where there was a grant for her to continue her research. But she finished one last thorough checkup.

"You are completely healed and in great shape, Jack. I think you are pretty much done."

"What about these spontaneous erections and urges?" I asked. They have still been very troublesome.

"Well, I wouldn't worry about them, they are getting less, the milkings have helped, and I think you are keeping them under control." Alice was confident and supportive, and gave me confidence.

"But... I would ask one thing. I ... um..." Alice blushed a little. "You are the first man to have this procedure, and frankly, I have come to feel rather close to you. I was wondering... would you... mind... if I experienced your cock myself? Once, before I move my practice to Switzerland?"

"You mean you want to fuck?" I asked bluntly. Alice said nothing but bit her lip and looked at me, slightly nodding.

"Oh... well... yes!" I said. I mean, she is hot. Alice is an incredibly sexy woman.

Alice picked up my remote, and asked, "can I do the honors?"

"Please do," I said. Fucking my doctor was a dream come true. She locked the exam room door and then pushed the button. It took about 30 seconds for my erection to complete, and my arousal took me quickly. I kissed the doc, tearing her lab coat off, ripping open her top and pulling down her skirt.

She couldn't have stopped me then if she had tried. I pushed her onto the exam table, my member hard and bouncing, and shoved it in. Her pussy was wet,

Oh, my god, she was sweet. Her cunt enveloped my cock and clung to it as I rammed in and out of her. She moaned, panted, grunted as I fucked her from behind, and above and from the side.

She screamed, begging for more, grunting from the force of my thrusts. "Fuck me... fuck me Jack, I want you, god, you are hard, I made you this hard, it was me, and I want you, want all of you..."

I came, my eyes rolling into my head as the orgasm swept my body, shuddering as I dumped a huge load of semen inside Alice's cunt. It seemed to go on for a long, long time, but finally I opened my eyes to see my doctor, stark naked, laying exhausted on the exam table with my semen dribbling out of her pussy.

"God, that was everything I hoped. I am a miracle worker, Jack. A fucking miracle worker."

I was sweaty, tired from the fuck but still aroused though my dick was getting soft.

Alice then hit me with a zinger. "Heidi wants to fuck you too," she said.

She rose, unlocked the door, and my favorite blonde nurse entered. She didn't even ask, she just reached over to the remote and pushed the button. My previously flaccid penis instantly began hardening again and I felt a flood of desire. I grabbed Heidi while Alice watched.

Heidi's clothes came off in tatters as I stripped her and then removed the last of my own clothing, and then rammed my cock home. Heidi was even louder than Alice. Heidi was totally familiar with my cock, having stroked and milked me dozens of times in the last weeks. But this was the first time she had taken me inside, and I could tell she had been wanting it since the beginning.

We fucked, hard, Heidi on all fours as Alice watched, playing with her pussy, fondling her clit.

A second load of cum spurted out and into Heidi's cunt. But she wasn't done, she demanded that I keep fucking her, which I did for one minute, two, three... ten minutes later she shuddered and screamed in an orgasm and we both collapsed in exhaustion.

So that was my last visit to the docs office. I am on my own now.

As luck would have it, I had my next unwanted erection that afternoon. I went to the grocery store. and then got some fast food on my way home. Jill was there, buying a sandwich and we said hi politely, but that was it. She left while I was eating at my table.

Sitting at the table, I had finished and was about to leave when I felt my cock grow hard. Nothing had started it. Nothing. I didn't even have my remote with me and I hadn't been looking at any women.

But I started feeling my cock pushing against my pants, growing. Along with it came the usual sensations of arousal and desire, the need to fuck something. The undeniable urge to push and strain and fuck something, anything, until I released my load.

Before I knew it my cock was out, exposed under the table. I knew it was wrong, it was dangerous, but the urges were just so overwhelming!

I was stroking my cock, my balls fell out of my pants as well, and my head was tilted back. I was moaning.

An angry employee came up and demanded that I leave. Customers had seen what I was doing, masturbating under the table. I hadn't cum yet and I had to get relief and my cock was so hard it literally would not fit back into my pants. So with a flushed face I stood and ran from the restaurant to my car.

There I pulled my pants open, revealing my hard-on. I leaned back and just let myself go, stroking and jerking myself until I finally spurted a huge load. The spurts must have been huge because it covered my stomach with the slimy white stuff, and went on and on. Four, five, six ejaculations. They got smaller but it kept going. My eyes were closed and I was just shuddering, pushing my hips in a thrusting motion as my cock spurted seven, eight, nine more times. After the tenth time it finally stopped.

Two employees were standing outside the restaurant pointing at me in my car, talking angrily.

Just then Jill walked up and peeked into my car, leaning in the car window. She was grinning.

"Having a bit of a problem, Jack?" She said.

She could see my stomach covered with ejaculate, my cock still sticking out of my pants, though it was getting soft by then. She grinned as if she understood my predicament.

Jill is the only person outside of the doctor's office that knows about my procedure and the problems, or side effects. She has first had knowledge, as she was the recipient of my sudden, uncontrollable lust the first time it hit me without the remote. She called it a rape; I didn't but either way I understood it had been traumatic for her.

I later confessed to her exactly what had been going on with my procedure.

So here Jill was, observing me going through another unwanted, sudden, public orgasm.

Then the cops arrived. The guys from the fast food place had called the cops. They questioned me, but by then all the customers that had seen me were gone. Plus, Jill was there and helped me come up with a good explanation. She told them I had spilled some soda on my pants, and had been trying to brush it off. Weak... but having Jill there to help with the story was enough to get the cops off my back.

The whole thing was very disturbing, humiliating really. I owe Jill a lot. She asked me over for dinner tomorrow, and I am going to go. I think she's forgiven me for the whole... rape thing that wasn't really a rape. She may even like me some. I mean, we were friends for a while before hand, and she seems to think I am pretty hot.

So maybe I can go on a normal date with her.