Drilled by the Doctor: A Medical Humiliating Exhibitionist First Time Menage

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Author: Kinsey Grey
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and squeezed. My ample flesh spilled out the sides of even his monster-sized grip. His rough hands kneaded my tender flesh. He circled his fingertips around my nipples, tickling and flicking them to hard, jagged peaks. He rolled them between his fingers.
    Against my will, I arched up into him. The sweet agony in my nipples swept around my body in tingling waves. Wetness dripped out of me.  
    Straker grunted. His cock pumped in and out of my mouth. His balls a suffocating pillow over my nose with every thrust.
    “Squad, look here,” Straker said. He leaned forward and sandwiched my pussy lips between two fingers. One finger directly on my groove.  
    I moaned, but the sound got stuck on the cock in my throat.
    “She’s soaking wet,” he said. He shoved a finger into my pussy. My hips rolled open to help him deeper. I tried to fight it. I tried not to want it.
    But my body betrayed me. I wanted it all.
    And more.

CHAPTER FIVE

    Straker pulled his finger out. He held it high for everyone to see. It glistened wet and shiny under the buzz of the fluorescent ceiling lights.
    “This is the kind of lubrication you only get from an eighteen-year-old.”
    He held his finger out to O’Malley—the slavering dog.
    “Give a smell,” Straker said.
    O’Malley took a big whiff and jerked the bulge in his pants.
    “Everyone, gather round, take a whiff of Private Smith’s pussy,” Straker said.
    Even as my mouth and throat worked his cock, my mind was horrified at my squad mates sniffing my pussy juice. The slick lubrication was never meant to be sniffed at, peered at, examined like a laboratory rat.
    It was humiliating. I still had to finish basic training with these people. I was never going to hear the end of it. Every fucking minute filled with their derision and ridicule.
    I gagged and then fought to regain my breath. I had to focus on keeping my throat open and accepting or the gag spasms hit. It wasn’t so different from bonging a beer. You relaxed and opened your throat and waited to be filled up.
    With a wet slurp, Straker pulled all the way out. He dragged his cock over my nose, between my eyes. He tapped my forehead with it.
    THWAP. THWAP.
    He was so thick. Like a fucking meat log.
    He reached into his open satchel on the bunk and pulled out a silver, cylindrical device.
    Oh fuck.  
    A speculum.  
    What was that for?
    I mean, I knew what it was for. But I didn’t know what it was doing here.
    “Let’s take a closer look at Private Smith’s vagina," Straker said. "We’ll forgo the unnecessary lubrication.”
    He held the shiny silver device up to me.
    “It’ll be a little cold at first. Just relax and you’ll get through it.”
    He didn’t wait for me to respond. To give him permission. He didn’t give a fuck what I thought.
    Chill metal plunged inside me. It went deeper and deeper. Like it was going to tunnel through my body and out my back.
    “Now, I’m going to open her up,” he said.
    Then, the pressure.  
    Oh my god.
    The intense, full stretching shook me. My insides clenched and went wider still.
    Straker clicked on a small flashlight and shined it between my legs. He knelt down and peered into the depths of my pussy.
    I couldn’t even imagine the horror show going on down there. It was all I could do to keep from crying out.  
    “Look at this,” he said. “I believe we have an eighteen-year-old virgin. They really do exist. Private Smith, you make me rethink unicorns and the tooth fairy.”
    My squad snickered.  
    “Are you a virgin, Private Smith?” he asked.
    I didn’t want to say it. Not in front of everyone. Jesus, they already had way too much shit on me.
    SMACK .
    His palm lit up my inner thigh.
    “Answer me,” he said.
    “Yes. Yes. Okay. Fuck. Yes I am. There.”
    “I already knew with certainty,” he said. “I think the squad just wanted to hear you say it.”
    They all laughed.
    I was so going to get them all back for this. Each and every one. From that fat ass O'Malley to

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