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Chapter 3

Mr. Scantland was still chuckling as he jumped down from the table, went to the sink, and washed the big thing that had been in Jane's butt, but that she had scarcely seen. Jane was still panting on the examination table, her well-reamed asshole just itching and seething all over, her still virgin pussy so wet it was leaking down her flushed and heated thighs.

She'd been fucked. No doubt about it. And although it had hurt at times, there was no escaping the fact that it had felt weirdly wonderful, and that she shamefully would do it again, if she was made to. Dear heavens, she still felt all squirmy and good all over. Her body still felt like it wanted to move, wanted to go on with the very natural feeling horizontal dance she'd done in time to the music meted out by Mr. Scantland's penis. She wondered if she'd ever calm down again and be able to act like a normal girl, or if, once a girl was fucked, she went through the rest of her life feeling this crazy itchy wild way. Did she like the way she felt? Could she stand feeling that way forever and ever? She didn't know. All she knew was that she wanted to have a much closer look at the thing connected to Mr. Scantland that had done it to her.

"How'd you like that?" he said with a grin over his shoulder, as he shucked off his doctor's smock, pants already drooped about his ankles.

"I… okay, I guess."

He guffawed and said, "You guess? Shit, you loved it. Didja cum?" he asked, and took off his suit coat and kicked off his shoes, revealing scrawny legs and shockingly thin buttocks.

"C-Come? Did I come where? Here? No, the police brought me."

He laughed and laughed at that, up to the point where she was starting to get irritated, starting to lose that golden glow of itchy ecstasy all about her. But then her irritation vanished in a trice as he stripped off his shirt, stepped out of his fallen pants and shorts, and turned to reveal the instrument which had for a while turned her into such a crazily contorting sex fiend.

It didn't look like much. It was just a fat pink worm that stuck out from a thatch of dark hair to dangle down before a sack of testicles that looked far less impressive than a bull's now. Such a thing looked totally out of place on Mr. Scantland's incongruously naked body, but it was fascinating enough to absorb all of Jane's interest as he approached the table again. She started to roll over and get up, but he placed a hand on her shoulder to keep her lying there on her side, and he lifted his penis and laid it on the table just before her staring eyes.

"That's what did it," he said, and a lovely warm tingle coursed through Jane's body. "You should be very grateful. You should kiss my prick for making you feel so good. Go on. Kiss it."

Jane swallowed hard, bobbed her head forward, and touched her lips to the slightly wrinkled pink knob. She found it was not as unpleasant as she'd thought it would be. The texture was soft, like velvet, and although she wouldn't lick her lips, she could taste as well as smell the faint flavor of his male sex.

"Yep," he said. "This old prick of mine really knows how to please a girl. Fucking you in the ass was terrific for you. My cock got you just as hot as you could be without cumming. Open up your legs and let's see how wet your cunt is, little gal."

His words alone would have been enough to make her die of embarrassment the day before, and the mere thought of allowing access to her pussy would have been repulsive to her. But now the words were just as exciting as the presence of that strange part of him, and the hand that went between her opening legs was just as thrilling as it could he. This man was changing Janie into a woman, and Janie felt deep gratitude for him. Her titties might be small, but he seemed to like them. She might not have much hair on her pussy, but that didn't seem to matter to him. He might have saved that thing he called a prick or a cock for his wife or his girl friend, but he'd used it on her, and to marvelous effect. She might be just a fourteen-year-old orphan, but he was treating her like a grown woman, preparing her for the outside world far better than any classroom teacher could. Yes, she was grateful, especially when his fingers found her pussy's most sensitive spot and tickled it so nicely she could scarcely hold still.

"Yeah, your pussy's nice and wet," he said, stroking it with one hand and her reclining head with the other. "Your little old clit's all swollen up like it wants somebody to suck on it Maybe that'll happen to you soon too. But what you really want is to get fucked, isn't it? You want my big horny cock in your little cunt, just fucking the living shit out of you, making you feel good all over, making you cum and cum and cum and then beg for more. That's what you want, isn't it? You want me to fuck you again, this time right here," he said, and slid a finger into the tight hole from whence came the slippery musky juices that his hand was spreading all over her inner thighs.

"Yes!" she impulsively cried, and reached back and grasped his hand from her head, and kissed it. "I want you to… to fuck me. With your c-cock… in my pussy!"

He chuckled and said, "You're kissing the wrong thing if that's what you want." He took his hand from hers and picked up his cock, held it right before her eyes and stroked it, saying, "You know it can't fuck you till it gets hard. And my cock won't get hard unless you help it. Kiss it some more. Take it in your mouth and suck on it till it gets hard enough to go in that tight little twat you have between your legs. Go on, girl. You'll like it. All girls like to suck cock."

Jane kissed it again and took it right into her mouth before she could do any thinking about it. It was the weirdest thing she'd ever felt, repugnant because of its alien texture and the rubberiness of it, but strangely compelling. She closed her eyes and sucked on it, tried to think of why all girls liked to do this, but it was very hard to think, what with the way he was tickling her pussy and because of the wildly forbidden things he was saying to her.

"That's right. You're going to be a good little cocksucker or I'll know the reason why. Some of my girls like to suck my cock better than they like to have it in their cunts. You're going to like both. You're going to love fucking and sucking, little gal. That's what you were made for. Tastes good, doesn't it."

"Mm-hm," she said, mouth full, nodding, for indeed it did taste good now. She liked that rubbery soft texture of his cock and she liked holding the soft base of it in her hand as she sucked on its increasingly flavorful knob, and she certainly liked the way he was tickling and diddling with her pussy. She didn't know if she really wanted to be fucked there, but that was so far into the future that she couldn't think about it for more than a few seconds at a time.

"It's starting to get big again," he proudly said, but his pride didn't match little Janie's as she sucked with increasing ardor on his slightly swelling knob. "Don't suck too hard," he cautioned. She obeyed with difficulty, fighting the wonderful gratitude she felt for him. She wanted to please him as much as he had pleased her. "Use your tongue. All around it. Lick it like an ice cream cone or a lollipop. Tha-a-a-at's right. Yeah, you're going to be one of my very best cocksuckers," he said, and she felt so very good at this news that she wanted to shout with happiness, but she dutifully went on sucking his wonderfully swelling cock, and writhing ecstatically under the ticklings of his very expert fingers.

"I wish my nuts were all full of jism for you," he said, with a tremor of excitement in his voice that was most gratifying to the ardently sucking girl. "I'm saving that up for when I fuck you. God damn, your cunt is really getting wet. I know somebody who'd really like to make a meal of that about now. It's going to be all filled up with hard cock pretty soon. Yeah-h-h. Suck, baby, suck," he said, and she did, absolutely loving it, ready to burst with her pride at having sucked it so very well that it was all big and stiff and thoroughly exciting in her mouth now.

"Yeah, you'll guzzle down a gallon of my jism before you leave here. Nothing like good hot cum inside a gal's tummy to help turn her into a sexy bitch. You'll get your fill of it and still want more, Jism's the best thing in the world for a girl. And it's all building up inside my nuts. Kiss 'em, baby. Suck 'em. Be grateful to all of me," he said, and went up on tiptoe to rest his big hairy balls on the edge of the table for her.

Sucking on his cock was so thrilling that she could barely bring herself to let it out of her mouth. Its subtle flavor had strengthened to something that was as delicious as it was exciting, but he wanted her to kiss his balls, so kiss his balls she would. They weren't as hairy as she'd first thought. They, too, had a strange but lovely soft texture to them, and she kissed them everywhere that her increasingly delirious state of happiness would permit. She sucked on them too, very gently, just as he instructed her, though by then his fingers playing in her cunt had her whole naked body all hot and flushed and twitching and writhing on the table.

"Look at that. Nice hard cock," he said, and she opened her eyes to see him stroking his stiff-standing prick just above her face. "Suck on it some more. See if you can make it get any bigger. And let's see if I can make you cum while you're sucking your first cock. This is the first time you've sucked cock, isn't it?" he said with sudden anxiety in his voice.

"Yes!" she panted, wild to get it in her mouth again, but made clumsy by the terrific sensations of deepest gratitude and the sheer excitement ripping through her. "Mm-m-m-m," she murmured, as her hot mouth enveloped it again, all sticky wet on the end now, surely with what he'd referred to as jism, indescribably delicious and just the thing for a sexy growing girl like herself.

"Yeah, you love to suck cock," he said, stroking her hair quite softly, and playing with her pussy more roughly. "You'll be a great little cocksucker and that'll be more valuable to you than taking some dumb secretarial course or even getting a college degree. Suck cock, baby. And learn to cum. Really good. A guy likes it when a girl cums good for him. It shows him he really is a man. You're gonna cum pretty quick for me. Christ, your pussy's all wet and hot and itchy, your fuck-hole is wide open and waiting for this big cock of mine, and your hot little clit just can't even get enough of my finger-fucking. Shit, you're gonna cum any minute. You can't even help yourself. And when you do cum, you're gonna cum all the way. You're gonna really let it go, baby, this time and every time you cum. No holding back. When it hits you, and it will, any second, you're gonna scream and holler, jump and shout, and throw that ass of yours all about. Come on, now. Cum for me. It gets me hot to watch girls cum. Let it go, Janie. Moan and groan and scream and holler and throw your ass and your tits up to me and let it all hang out. Now, Janie. Now, I say!"

Her feelings of excitement were almost overwhelming, but still Jane didn't want to make a fool of herself by screaming and jumping all around. Neither did she want to displease Mr. Scantland in any way, especially in a way that would make him stop massaging all around her clit as he was doing. So she moaned, "Nn-n-n-n-ng.", and she stretched luxuriously on the table.

That really did feel good, and it increased his enthusiasm to a point where he rubbed her cunt harder and said, "That's it! Get going, girl! Cut loose!"

"Ah-h-h-h-n-n-ng!" she groaned, still sucking cock, writhing on the table, and pushing her fully opened cunt against his quickly moving hand.

"Yeah, cum!" he said, and gave her clit an unexpected tweak that made her leap so that his cock came bobbing out of her mouth.

"Uh! Oh, wait! Lemme get it!" she gasped, grabbing for it just as he tweaked her clit again, sending off a skyrocket burst of sensation in her naked body.

He laughed and denied it to her, rubbing her cunt harder still now, and Jane tried to remember all his instructions as one skyrocket burst was followed by another, and yet another. Indeed she was flailing all about on the table now, trying to reach his elusive cock with one hand, using the other on top of his moving hand to keep it in that wonderful motion. She was panting like a steam engine now her whole body was as itchy as her cunt had been, but that itch was all but forgotten what with the way her cunt was exploding, time and again.

"Yeah, that's the way," he said, taking his cock farther from her reach, while she writhed and gasped and couldn't help but make a fool of herself on the table. "Do you like to cum? Does it feel good? Do I know how to do it to you?" he demanded.

"Yes! OH! I love it!" she exploded, and he laughed and tweaked her clit again, sending her into new paroxysms of delirious contortions.

"You've got yourself a cunt like a red-hot furnace," he said, still massaging it everywhere, wonderfully.

"Yes! Oh, it's on fire!" she said, hips jerking upward to give him more of it.

"You like sucking cock? You going to be a good cocksucker for me?" he said, stroking his cock with his free hand, making her maddeningly hungry for more of it.

"I love to suck your cock! I'm going to be the best cocksucker in the world!" she promised, and he effortlessly rewarded her by sending another huge surge of pleasure through her gyrating form.

"And are you going to like getting fucked in your cunt as much as you liked taking it up your hot little butt?" he said, able now to keep her in ecstatic motion with just two fingers of his hand.

"Yes! Oh, fuck me!" she cried out, shuddering upward with her arching body. "I'm going to LOVE IT!"

"And you're not going to blab about this to anyone later on, are you?" he asked.

"Never! Oh! OH, IT FEELS SO GOOD!" Janie cried, bursting everywhere, feeling utterly contented for just a moment, then being sent toward another skyrocket trip by Mr. Scantland's nimble fingers.

"You know how to cum pretty well. Let's see if you can cum better," he said, and he laid the length of his wonderful, beautiful prick in the seething hot slit of her cunt.

"Oh yes, fuck me! Oh how I want to be fucked! I'll suck your cock and drink your jism forever if you'll just fuck me!" she devoutly declared, as he chuckled and ran his slick red cock knob up and down her crotch, from her wonderfully fucked little asshole to her constantly exploding clit and back.

"Really want it bad, eh?"

"I never wanted… anything so bad in my life! Uh-h-h-h!" she wailed in mixed ecstasy and frustration as she groped blindly for his cock with her hand and with her cunt, knowing exactly where it should go now, feeling that wonderful terrible void inside her that could, only be filled by Mr. Scantland's handsome prick. "Give it to me! Fuck me! Put it in my cunt, my red… hot… cunt!"

"That's what I like to hear," he said, and adroitly fitted the knob against her open hole and shoved it in, all of it.

"Yeek!" Janie cried, for the pain was searing. But that lasted for only the quickest moment before being completely replaced by the utterly marvelous feeling of having that void in her body filled… again and again and again.

"Oh! Yes! Fuck me!" she cried, fucking back with all she was worth, though she hadn't yet had a lesson in this. "Stick your prick and your balls and your jism and every bit of you in me!" she pleaded, hoping to urge him on with the words she knew he liked to hear, hoping this glorious feeling would last forever, if she could stand it.

"Uh! Goddamn you're tight! And look! Virgin's blood!" he exultantly declared, and though Janie was far too occupied to look at their union just then, the sight of it was certainly doing things to Mr. Scantland.

He was standing with both feet planted solidly on the floor to deliver the deeply penetrating strokes that were sending Janie so far out of her mind. He'd arranged her bare feet on the corners of the table, opening her crotch for complete access, and he had a solid hold on her hips as time after time he pushed his long slim cock into the very hot, tight, squelching cunt of the heavily orgasming teenaged girl. She was a sight to behold with her firm little titties doing a pink-nippled dance, with her pretty little face changed into a mask of surprised lust, with her fair skin suffused with pink, and with her tight and bloodied crack completely stuffed with his stalwart cock. He pinched her nipple and her butt, poked a finger up her asshole and gave her clitoris a tweak, and he chuckled again at how well she reacted to anything he did to her now. He didn't know how juvenile delinquents felt when they smoked their pot, but he was sure they couldn't feel any better than he did just then. And things were getting better for him, too.

"Do you want me to cum now? Do you want my big hairy balls to squirt jism up through my cock for you?"

"Yes! Give me your jism! I love to fuck! I love you to fuck me all the time, every minute of the day I want your big cock in me, squirting jism, jism, JISM!!!" she shouted, out of her head, and loving every moment of it.

He whipped his cock out of her cunt, took it in hand and gave it just a few strokes, and it began to squirt a thick white liquid all over her belly and her titties. "Put it in me! Fuck me some more!" she loudly pleaded, with her pussy silently screaming for the hot goo that was spurting up on her sweating body.

He growled and grunted as he had when he'd fucked her in the ass, and now he said, "Suck it, taste it, quick!"

She somehow sat up, took his hard cock in her mouth, felt its heavy throbbings and tasted the delicious thick jism as it gushed into her mouth, and felt another huge surge of pleasure. Jism dribbled from her swollen lips as he pushed her back down and it squirted against her inflamed crotch once and then his cock was rammed inside her again, without the hint of pain, and she screamed with the ecstasy she felt pouring into her along with his jism. "oh! uh! more!" she pleaded, though one more iota of pleasure would surely have been enough to make her swoon. He fed her cock very slowly now, two, three times, using her tight hole to wring the last drops of his jism from it, and then at last he sighed and pulled it out of her.

Jane sighed and relaxed too, lying flat as a pancake on the examination table, feet falling from its edge to dangle toward the floor. She was dazed and dazzled by it all. The cold, cold day had turned into a wonderfully warm one for her. Having lost her family and her home might be a small price indeed to pay for all these wonderful things shown to her by this wonderful man. She basked in pure contentment and would have dozed off if he hadn't spoken. "Clean it up."

"Hmm?"

"I said, clean it up, girl. It's good manners."

She opened her eyes and there was his cock by her cheek, not as stiff as before, and all wet from her and tinged with blood. She smiled dreamily and took it in hand, licked its stalwart length and savored its rich flavor. She sucked it in, the whole length of it, and it fit her mouth and throat as perfectly as it had fit her cunt. He massaged her front as she sucked and licked him, rubbing the wonderful jism into her tits and her tummy as she arched up under her hand, making even more of a woman out of her. She kept on sucking and licking his cock, utterly happy, for it was all hers, and it was the most wonderful thing in the whole wide world.