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 "Crossing Boundaries & Keeping Promises"
   F-solo, Fm cons ped mast pett oral 1st
   Disclaimer: This story is just that, a story, and is meant to be taken
as nothing other than that.  It contains descriptions of sexual acts
involving young children, and if such subject matter offends you, please
don't read it.  The author DOES NOT condone any such activities in real
life or fake life - it is meant to be taken only as fantasy.
   Melissa hurried out of the exam room, slamming the door behind her in
her excitement.  Rather than heading back to the front desk, she rushed
down the hall, practically knocking over Dr.  Kaufman.  She offered a quick
apology and hurried on, turning a corner and slipping into the bathroom.
   Melissa locked the door and tugged on the handle, making sure no one
would be interrupting her.  Convinced of her privacy, she kicked off her
shoes, nudging them against the wall with her toe.  She removed her shirt
next, pulling the scrub top over her head and dropping the garment on the
floor.  She continued to strip, her bra and pants soon joining the heap on
the floor.
   As she removed her clothes, Melissa's mind raced.  Her body tingled as
the cool air danced over her exposed skin.  She could feel a longing in her
body for release, one that she could no longer ignore.
   Melissa's thumbs hooked themselves under the small straps on either side
of her panties.  With the slightest push, her underwear slid down her legs.
She touched the fabric as she pulled it off of her ankles, and felt a
significant dampness in the cloth that had covered her sex.
   Fully nude, Melissa leaned back against the wall, the cold tiles making
her hair stand up on end.  Her eyes moved upwards to the mirror across from
her.  Even in the dim light of the office bathroom, her skin still held a
soft bronze glow, and her hair shone bright red.  Melissa reached up and
pulled out her bobby pins, letting her long, auburn locks cascade over her
bare shoulders.  She also remembered to remove her trusty pen from behind
her ear, letting it drop onto the pile of clothes.
   Melissa ran her hands through her hair, her eyes still roaming her
reflection.  She watched her fingers drift down over her collarbone to her
chest.  With one hand, she cupped her right breast, giving it a light
squeeze.  Her tits were full and round with small red areolas, and her
nipples stood erect from the cold tiles touching her back.  She pushed her
palm over her breast, biting her lip as the hard nub pressed against her
skin.
   Leaving the right hand to play with her tits, her left hand drifted
lower, dancing over her taut stomach and down the curve of her hip.  She
watched as her fingertips brushed her small pubic patch, the trail of soft
brown hair leading down to her womanhood.
   Melissa closed her eyes, letting her hand glide along that trail to her
slit.  Her soft thighs parted as her hand enveloped her mons.  Her middle
finger traced the opening, growing wet with the immense moisture of her
arousal.
   Melissa's fingers moved almost of their own accord, lilting across her
soaking and sensitive lips.  Her stimulated state left her labia swollen,
the soft inner folds pushing their way outwards like a blooming flower. 
Melissa's fingers frolicked in her female meadow while her thumb reached
upwards, grazing the bud of her clitoris.
   As Melissa began to pleasure herself, she let her mind's eye wander back
to the incident that had gotten her so aroused.  She pulled at her nipples,
her consciousness drifting to the exam room down the hall.  The face of the
boy materialized in her mind, and she felt her clit swell with excitement
against her thumb.  She rubbed and fondled herself, reliving in her mind
and her sex the ten minutes that had changed her life forever.
   ***
   "Alright, Jared, time to strip," Melissa said, putting away the blood
pressure monitor.  She turned back to the fourteen-year-old, who still sat
on the exam table.  "Down to your underwear please."
   Jared nodded and slid off the sterile paper coating the table, an
anxious look on his face.  He removed his shoes and socks, before pulling
off his shirt.  Melissa attempted to look busy as he undressed, but she
never let him leave her periphery.
   Jared's pants dropped around his ankles, and he stepped out of them,
returning to the table.  Melissa walked over to him, letting her eyes drink
in the boy's figure.  He had an athletic body, his arms and chest entirely
lean muscle, but his face still had the softness of youth about it.  As she
looked him over, she felt a shiver of excitement pass through her body
before settling in her panties.
   As if to copy her, Jared's body seemed to shake too for a moment.  "Are
you nervous?" she asked him, stooping a little to get on his level.  His
eyes were a dark and striking brown.
   "Yeah, a little," Jared admitted, and his brown eyes dove momentarily to
the dip in Melissa's top.  "I don't like the doctor's office."
   Melissa smiled, knowing her low-cut top must be giving him a brilliant
view of her cleavage.  She reached a hand out, brushing a finger along the
boy's chin, watching him tense from her touch.  "Don't worry," she said
with a wide smile.  "I'll take care of you."
   Jared nodded.  "Okay," he said, his eyes again darting to her chest.
   Melissa pretended not to notice, standing upright and moving across the
room.  "Come over here to the scale," she said.  Jared walked over and
stepped onto the machine.  Melissa watched him move, feeling that familiar
tingle again as her eyes swept across the boy's crotch.
   Walking over, Melissa placed her hands on the boy's hips, positioning
him correctly against the metal ruler along the back.  Without hesitation,
she placed a hand on his behind, cupping his ass and shifting him into
position, feeling the tip of his muscled leg and quietly biting her lip in
lust.  Once she had taken his measurements, she moved him to the center of
the scale.
   Melissa played with the weights and counterweights as Jared stood in
silence.  As she made her adjustments, the pen she kept lodged behind her
ear slipped away, falling to the floor with a clatter.  Melissa bent to
retrieve the pen, and her eyes almost popped out of her head.
   Directly in front of her face was Jared's crotch, now in the shape of a
mountain peak.  His cock, fully erect, pressed painfully against the dark
blue cloth of his boxers.  Melissa marveled at how big his bulge was, her
panties becoming instantly moist as she saw its size.
   Melissa quickly stood up, reluctant to move away from Jared's arousal.
Still stunned by this awkward moment, she looked up at the boy.  His face
was flush with embarrassment, his eyes glued to the floor.
   Melissa's gaze moved back to the boy's erection, an erotic idea
unfolding in her mind.  She reached out, her hand cupping the side of the
mortified boy's face, guiding it up to hers.
   "Don't be embarrassed," she told him.  She leaned in, letting her scrubs
reveal a little more of her cleavage.  "It's only natural." She watched his
eyes flicker downward to her breasts.
   Melissa grinned and quickly guided him back to the exam table, gesturing
for him to sit.  Jared climbed awkwardly onto the table, his legs hanging
off the side as before, his erection still firmly visible against his
boxers.  His eyes seemed to dash to her chest every other second.
   The lust that had been rising in Melissa since the moment she saw this
young boy was beginning to peak.  A sudden, lascivious idea flitted through
her mind, and before reason or decency could catch hold of it, she decided
to act on her impulse.  "Have you ever seen a girl's boobs before?" she
asked.
   Jared's eyes widened, his cheeks going red again.  "N-n-no," he
stammered.  "I-I'm sorry, I..."
   Melissa silenced him, pressing a finger to his lips.  "Here," she said,
stepping back and gripping the bottom of her top.  "Let me fix that." She
pulled her shirt up, her breasts popping out from beneath the garment. 
Jared's eyes became wide as saucers, and he shook with nervousness.  Then,
Melissa pulled down the cups of her bra.
   Jared stared at Melissa's exposed tits, his mouth agape.  Melissa tried
not to laugh -- she didn't want to ruin his first time.  She looked down,
and his penis seemed to throb underneath his boxers.
   "Do you like them?" she asked playfully, giving her breasts a little
shake.
   "Y-y-yes," Jared managed through his shock.  He didn't look up at her
face.  "They're beautiful."
   Melissa smiled at his compliment, arching her back to give him a better
view.  "Thanks," she said, her voice tinged with lust.  She moved closer to
the boy, her knees now brushing his legs, her hands adjusting her clothing
to keep her tits visible.  She leaned in close, her nose practically
touching his.
   "Are you still nervous?" she asked, her voice hardly a whisper.
   Jared nodded, his eyes flitting between Melissa's face and her bared
breast.  Melissa moved up to his ear, laying her hand on his thigh.  "Do
you want me to make you feel better?"
   Jared nodded again, slowly this time, and Melissa's hands moved up to
his waist, her fingers playing with his waistband.  "Just relax," she told
him, slowly pulling at his boxers.  "I'll make it all better." He lifted
his body up for her, and she felt the cloth give way, sliding down his legs
and off of his dangling feet.
   Melissa looked down, her breathing shallow as she became enrapt in the
presence before her.  Jared's cock stood just short of six inches, his head
pulsing with lust.  Beneath lay his scrotum, still hairless, his testes
resting at either side of his penis.
   Melissa reached behind her, grabbing her chair and sitting down in front
of the boy.  Gently, she let her fingertip graze the baby-soft skin of his
glans.  She traced its curve, touching his urethra, feeling the pulse of
each vein along his shaft.  Her fingers wrapped around his member, gripping
him softly, and she looked upwards at the boy.
   Jared's eyes were still wide, but Melissa saw no fear in them.  She
began stroking his cock, rubbing up and down, caressing his smooth skin. 
Her other hand began to idly toy with her nipple, pulling and circling,
letting her share in his pleasure.  He watched intently as she fondled both
him and herself, his teeth gritting in pleasure with each movement.
   The boy's eyes soon closed, his expression letting Melissa know he was
certainly enjoying his first handjob.  But she had no intention of stopping
there.  She leaned in close, her lips brushing the tip of his penis. 
Underneath her, the boy shuddered in surprise, but made no move to stop
her.
   Reassured, Melissa kissed the length of his cock, starting at the
swollen head and moving along his shaft.  She kissed his balls, her lips
caressing each testicle, before letting her tongue peek out to lap at the
soft, hairless skin of his scrotum.
   Melissa's tongue trailed upwards, her hand still rhythmically jacking
him off.  She licked his glans, swirling her tongue over every curve and
crevice before engulfing his manhood in her mouth.  Jared let out a sharp
sigh, making Melissa pull hard at her nipple.
   Melissa sucked Jared's cock, her tongue teasing his most sensitive skin
as she moved her lips up and down his length.  Her hand concentrated now on
the base of his member, allowing him more access to her mouth.  She soon
fell into a groove, bobbing her head over his penis, taking his entire
length inside of her, letting his head slip to the back of her throat.  Her
tongue massaged his pulsing glans, and Jared shut his eyes tight in
ecstasy. Little moans and sighs drifted from his lips, and Melissa felt the
wetness in her panties renew, her labia beginning to swell in her
excitement.
   A salty flavor began to permeate Melissa's taste buds, and she could
tell Jared was getting close.  She ceased playing with her tits, reaching
up and taking the boy's hand in hers.  She brought his hand down and over
her left breast, placing the nipple against his palm.
   Jared's hand squeezed her breast, his first sexual contact with a
woman's body, and suddenly, he began to cum.  Warm, salty semen poured into
Melissa's mouth, her tongue and lips working his cock as he orgasmed.  She
let his sperm pour into her mouth, savoring his flavor, swallowing every
drop, each thrust giving her a load of his seed.
   Jared's moans slowly dwindled, and Melissa lapped at his member, making
sure she had consumed his entire load.  She was surprised by just how much
sperm he'd produced.  His hand still firmly gripped her tit, holding her
soft flesh as if it supported him.  Her eyes trailed over his genitals, her
clit tingling in her panties now, begging for attention.
   Melissa stood up, handing back Jared's boxers.  His face was bewildered
and exhausted, his chest heaving from what was certainly his first real
sexual encounter.  Melissa reluctantly tucked her breasts back into her
bra, pulling her top down over them.
   As she finished, she looked up to Jared, who was still staring at her,
his penis slowly shrinking between his thighs.  "You might wanna put those
back on," she said, gesturing to the boxers in his hand.  The words seemed
to knock Jared from his stupor, and he jumped up, clumsily sticking his
legs into the garment.  Despite the ever-growing demand of her clit for
massage, Melissa couldn't help but laugh at the scene.
   No longer naked, Jared sat back down on the exam table, and Melissa
sauntered over to him, leaning forward, giving him one last glimpse of her
cleavage.  She brought her lips right up to his ear.  "Now, Jared, you keep
this our little secret, okay?" Her tongue grazed his earlobe as she
finished.
   Jared nodded, his eyes still entrapped in the small valley between her
breasts.  Melissa leaned closer, kissing the boy's ear.  "If you do," she
whispered.  "On your next visit, maybe you'll get to touch more than my
boob."
   Melissa backed away, watching Jared's eyes perk up at that possibility.
The boy nodded his enthusiastic consent, and something else perked up, too.
   Melissa walked to the door and pushed a button on the wall.  "The doctor
will be in to see you in just a minute," she said, before pointing to the
new tent rising in Jared's boxers.  "You might wanna hide that before he
gets here," she giggled, pulling open the door and hurriedly exiting the
room.
   ***
   Melissa's fingers plunged deep into her cunt, invading her womanhood and
penetrating as deep as the tight canal would allow.  She fucked herself,
thrusting her fingers in and out of her vagina.  Her other hand abandoned
her breasts, moving lower to focus solely on her clit.  She stifled moan
after moan as she pleasured herself, her mind roaming Jared's body, her
mouth remembering the stiff curves of his cock and the delicious, sticky
load it had left behind.
   Melissa's tongue swirled across her full lips, desperately seeking any
remnant of the boy's cum.  For a split second, his salty, heady flavor
flashed across her tongue, and suddenly, the girl's body succumbed to her
throbbing desires.  Undulating currents of ecstasy flowed outward from her
engorged clit, teasing every nerve in Melissa's body into overload.  Her
vaginal walls seemed to grasp at her fingers with abandon, pulling them as
deep as her hand would allow.  Melissa practically bit her tongue as waves
of pleasure crashed into her.  Melissa pinched her eyes shut, half fighting
to keep a semblance of composure while her womanhood dominated every part
of her body.
   When Melissa's eyes opened, she was surprised to find herself sitting on
the floor, the tiles cold against her bare ass, her upper body only
vertical for the wall behind her.  Her red hair was a wild mess, splayed
across her shoulders and half covering her face.  As she worked to smooth
her locks into some semblance of order, a loud knocking resounded from the
wooden door.
   "J-just a minute," she offered, standing up only to find her shaking
legs didn't want to support her.  She quickly threw on her clothes, her
still-wet fingers turning the clasps on her bra into a Rubix Cube.
   As Melissa smoothed her clothes out, her mind moved back to the boy and
her promise to him.  She regularly fantasized about young boys, and the
idea of taking a patient and fucking him had gotten her to many an orgasm.
But she'd never dreamed she'd have an opportunity to experience both at
once, or that she'd follow through with it.  She knew she had crossed a
very big line, but surprisingly, the latent lust still bubbling within her
easily wiped out any shred of shame or regret for her actions.
   A small part of her feared Jared wouldn't be able to keep her secret,
but somehow, she knew he wouldn't say anything.  She decided she would make
a note is his chart, one that strongly recommended she work him up for all
future exams.  Hopefully, that would give her the opportunity to see Jared
again, and him a chance to explore the rest of her body.
   Presentable at last, Melissa tucked her pen behind her ear and opened
the door, slipping back into the hallway.  The person who had knocked
apparently had moved on, and so Melissa headed for the front desk, hoping
she didn't smell too much of sex.  She also hoped her next patient wasn't
another cute boy, or otherwise she might have two promises to keep.
   THE END
  
Crossing Boundaries and Keeping Promises - F-solo, Fm cons ped mast pett oral 1st