Date: Sat, 9 Jun 2012 14:32:23 -0400
From: Joe Mamma <joemamma619@hotmail.com>
Subject: Little Biker Chick part IV

Little Biker Chick part IV

We lay there in an exhausted pile for a while.  Andrew and Katie cuddled
and Carol snuggled next to me her fingers tracing lazy circles on my
abdomen.  It had been a while since I had been fucked and my hole was a bit
sore but oh so satisfied!

It was approaching dusk and since I don't really like riding in the dark
that much I moved to get dressed and head back home.  It was about a
35-minute ride away.  Andrew, Carol and Katie threw on bathrobes as I
finished dressing.  We exchanged phone numbers and email addresses and all
agreed that we needed to do this again and soon!  They walked me through
the garage and out to the drive where my bike was parked.

I received soulful kisses from all of them while we were still in the
relative privacy of the garage.  I leaned over to kiss the tip-toeing Katie
and once again enjoyed the sensations of her tight fourth grade ass under
my palm.  I gave it a good squeeze and as she giggled I said

"I'll be thinking about this sitting on my face all the time until I see
you again"

I put on my jacket and helmet, started up the bike and drove off looking in
my rear view mirror and seeing them wave.

My thoughts were swirling as I rode home.  I stopped off for gas, as I hate
to start off a ride with a trip to the filling station.  About an hour
after leaving the fuck fest I arrived at my house, parked the bike in the
garage, did a quick wipe down to remove the bugs and road grime and walked
through my front door exhausted.

Having been gone all day I decided to check Facebook and my email before
heading to bed.  I caught up with my friend's posts and was very surprised
to see an email with an attachment waiting for me from Andrew. The subject
line read: enjoy!

He had sent an encrypted file.  In the body of the email he told me that
this was a file that was self-extracting so long as you had the password.
He told me that the pw was the name of the church where we had met.  I
thought it kind of odd that he was so obviously tied to the church yet
enjoyed sex play with another man witnessed by his sexually involved wife
and daughter.

Who am I to judge?

I typed in the name of the church and when the file opened a pair of
pictures greeted me.  The first was of the three of them naked, his hands
on the twats of his wife and daughter and each of them with a hand on his
erect penis.

The second picture was a close up of what had to be Katie's pussy impaled
on an erect cock.  I could make out the barest hint of peach fuzz on her
pussy.

I was going to have enough jerk-off mental fodder to last for quite some
time!

The next few days flew by.  I own an urgent care clinic that is very
successful and I have several nurse practitioners and doctors working for
me.  My duties are 90% administrative and only 10% clinical now so I don't
have a lot of pressure or long hours.

This is a good thing as my mind would not stop reliving the family style
orgy of the preceding Sunday.  The thought that things went as fast as they
did, that it was so obvious to the family that I was interested in their
daughter. That they were so sexually liberated just blew my mind.  This
must be some kind of dream... maybe I had an accident and was in a coma and
this was all merely dreamscape!

The ringing of the phone on my desk was real enough.  I answered it and the
receptionist told me that there was a social visitor waiting for me at the
front desk and could she come back?


"Send her back," I said, giving no thought to who it might be.

There was a knock at my office door and I said, "Come in" without looking
up.  I signed off on the chart in front of me as my visitor sat in the
leather chair in front of my desk.  I could tell it was a woman but didn't
recognize Allison until I actually looked up from what I was doing.

"Allison!" I blurted out excitedly as I jumped up from my chair and rushed
around my desk to see her.

She stood up and grabbed me in a big hug and said "Dr. Ken!  I was in town
and wanted to say hello!"

"I'm glad you did!" I said, "How have you been?"

She broke away from the hug, took a step back and away from me, and reached
over to shut, and lock, my office door.  She grabbed the bottom of her
Abercrombie and Fitch t-shirt, pulled it up and over her head exposing her
36 B cup breasts, and said... "You tell me lover"

Allison, now a 19-year-old college student at Western Kentucky University,
was the first `recipient' of the special effects of the passenger seat on
my bike.  She was the only child (thank God) of a crack whore patient of
mine.  Shortly after I recognized what a train wreck her mother was I did
my best to take the then 13 year old under my wing and provide her with
some sort of positive influence and help her stay on track.  She was
brilliant, inquisitive, and truth be told, sort of an ugly duckling.

She was tall for her age, about 5'3" at age 13, not very good skin, stringy
dirty hair that needed to be styled by someone other than her whacked out
mother.  Although tall, she hadn't yet grown into her rather large for her
face nose and her teeth were pretty crooked.  She was skin and bones and
really needed some general cleaning up.  I thought to myself that a few
months of regular bathing, some attention to her skin and an attentive hair
stylist would really bring out the beauty of this young lady and probably
boost her self esteem by miles.  Her mom, being nothing more than a ghost
figure in her life, had nearly completely neglected this young lady and it
showed not only in Allison's appearance but by her general demeanor.  It
was obvious that no one had made much of an attempt (if any) to show and
tell her that she was loved and special.

It was only through the interest of her teachers and a few very distant
relatives that she had anything to wear or to eat.  She was, by nature,
interested in learning and seemed to have an understanding which belayed
her tender years that she was going to be on her own in life and that
education was her ticket to her ultimate destination.  I learned that Child
Protective Services had been called on her mother several times, but she
was always able to clean herself and Allison up enough to convince the
judge and social workers that she was a good mother.  That the child
welfare system in Kentucky was pushed to the maximum and foster homes were
exceedingly difficult to find, especially for young girls, helped to
convince the judge that Allison was better off with her own mother than
left to the whims of the system.

She did, however, have a personality that was charming and her natural
inquisitiveness rapidly caused me to become very fond of her in a purely
platonic "uncle" kind of way.  At least at first!

It was about a month before the end of the school year when I first met
Allison. The seventh grader had been brought in by her mother with
complaints of abdominal pain.  After taking a thorough history and asking
about previous medical issues I came to the conclusion that she was
probably just getting ready to start her period and was having cramps.
They had explained that she had had a few periods, not regular and some
just lasting a couple of days.  I knew that once she began ovulating
regularly her periods would become increasingly regular and the cramps
would begin.

I reached under the exam table and retrieved a gown and sheet for her to
put on and cover up with and instructed her to undress completely and I
would be back shortly.  She seemed a bit nervous about being examined "down
there" but a sharp look from her mom forced her to comply without further
resistance.

Now I know that some people would shake their finger at me and say "FOR
SHAME" because I really didn't need to do a full examination.  If I were
her regular physician it would have been more than appropriate for me to do
this, but as urgent care protocols go, it was a little over the top
although the case could be made that it was within the scope of the exam.

I really just wanted to see 13-year-old tits, ass and pussy!

Allison and her mom had come to the clinic a bit late in the day and the
only other worker I had there at the time was Austin, my gay x-ray tech/
medical assistant.  Ordinarily I would have a female chaperone accompany me
during any exam of a naked female but I figured I'd ask Allison's mom to
stay in the room, sit at the head of the exam table, and be witness to what
transpired.

All I really needed was a few moments to glance at Allison's almost A cup
breasts and see how much or how little pubic hair she had.  A few moments
was all I needed to imprint on my visual memory the site therefore allowing
me access to those images should I choose to do so during one of my
frequent forays into self pleasure.

With her mom sitting at the head of the table acting completely
disinterested I talked Allison through the breast exam.  While primarily
looking into her eyes and stealing as many looks at her maturing tits as I
could I explained to her about self-examination and the changes that would
be coming along.

She had what some would call hazel colored eyes which were actually quite
pretty and expressive.  Her dark brown hair needed a good shampooing and a
decent cut.  I was all but a shambles and had only the vestiges of a recent
trim and shaping.  Her face had numerous small blemishes and her nose was
spotted with blackheads.

All this kid needed was regular bathing and a little attention and she
would be almost attractive!

Her tits were actually pretty beautiful given that the rest of her was only
so-so in attractiveness. They were definitely an A cup and the bubblegum
pink areola and nipples sat atop the firm flesh mounds like a proud
mountain peak towering above a lowly foothill.

I palpated her breasts, first her left then her right in the manner that I
like to teach my patients to do when they perform self-exams.  At the end
of the examination of the breast itself I have my patients pinch their
nipples a little to see if there is any bloody discharge from them which is
a definite bad sign.

I gave each of Allison's nipples a gentle but fairly prolonged squeeze.  As
I looked from her mother, who was in la-la land to Allison's eyes I gently
pinched and rolled her areolar complex and nipple between my thumb, index
and middle fingers.  Her slight gasp at the sensation emanating from her
youthful tits was ignored by her mother and caught the attention of my
increasingly tumescent cock.  Each gasp was followed by a total body
relaxation as if it were melting into the exam table pad.  I was very glad
I wore dark slacks as my cock was by this time already copiously leaking
pre-cum.

I covered her chest up with the gown and instructed her to put her feet
flat on the exam table and slide them up toward her bottom, bending her
knees in the process.  Her feet were dirty as if she frequently walked
about outside without shoes.  Her nails had been polished haphazardly and
in the areas between her toes and under her nails there was more than a
little dirt.  I noticed however, that there wasn't really that much of a
bad odor.

Allison acted a bit hesitant for a moment.  Her mother looked up for a
split second, barked out "Don't be a baby... you gotta get your snatch
checked out sometime, might as well be now."  I'm convinced I heard her
mutter "and put it to work too!"

I was taken aback at the attitude of this lady but, considering the source,
decided then and there that she didn't really have any true motherly vested
interest in her daughter and that maybe, just maybe, I could cop a little
more of a feel than necessary in order to make the exam just a wee bit more
interesting for me AND for Allison.

I sat on my rolling stool and scooted across the floor to position myself
at the foot of the exam table.  I had adjusted the head of the table up
somewhat so Allison was in a semi-seated position.  I wanted to be able to
look her in the eye.  Now, I've done pelvic exams this way my entire
career, not just when I want to perv on a pubescent teen!

Since this was her first `female' exam, and since there was no one else
waiting and we were at the end of the day, I decided to do the `full Monty'
exam.  When I do this, I have a large hand held mirror that I offer to the
patient for her to hold.  This is done so I can give the patient the
`guided tour' of her sex parts.  You would be amazed at the high percentage
of women who have NO CLUE as to what's what `down there.'

Allison's mother, whose name I had learned was Blanche (no wonder she was a
crack head) kind of perked up when I said to the youngster that I was going
to demonstrate to her her `parts' and explain things.  It only adds a few
extra minutes to the exam and is highly valuable to the patient to have
this knowledge.  Besides that, I rarely get a chance to see naked 13 year
olds and I wasn't going to cut this encounter short if I could get away
with it.

Allison seemed genuinely interested in the prospect of being instructed on
her privates; Blanche seemed a bit too interested in this as well.  I
didn't really think anything about her interest in her daughter's naughty
bits given her strange attitude thus far.

As Allison let her knees drop to the side I pushed the sheet back between
her legs exposing her perineum.  I inwardly gasped at the site before
me... her pubic hair was practically non-existent but present!  As much as
I like bald pussy (old or young) I still find sparsely haired pubescent
pussy extremely sexy.

There were a few scattered adult length and texture hairs on both labia
majora (big outer lips) I suppose if a count were to have been made there
were maybe 3 per square inch.  Her labia minora were beginning to flesh out
quite nicely indicating that she was producing enough estrogen to be close
to, if not already, menstruating.  There were a couple of stray hairs near
her brown star but nothing excessive.  There was a slight urine smell and
unwashed ass smell to her crotch but nothing nausea inducing, in fact it
was quite intoxicating.

Her mons was dusted with pubic hair of varying length and curliness ranging
from barely visible on the periphery to thick enough to `cast a shadow'
centrally.  At the edges, the hair was fine; about the same length and
thickness one might see on a young girl's arm.  As one's attention was
turned to the central area it was near adult length, color and coarseness.
At the most sparse sections there were maybe 4-5 hairs per square inch and
toward the middle there were maybe 12-15 over a square inch... not fully
adult, but certainly not completely bald like a child.

The clitoral hood, or prepuce, was a rosy pink and quite wide in proportion
to the rest of her outer sex.  I was hoping that it indicated a wide clit.
(I'm a fan of large clits)

I described the hair pattern to Allison and her mother in simple terms and
in a very matter of fact way.  With few exceptions pubertal development
follows a pretty set pattern albeit the age at which a child reaches any
particular stage can vary quite a bit.  The operative word that parents and
children want to hear is "this is normal for a girl/boy your age" and this
is most often a very true statement.

I used my fingertip to lightly trace the various parts of her pubic hair
describing what I saw and what would `likely happen soon' as it filled in.
She was very attentive to my little lecture.  Her mom I noticed had gotten
quiet and I observed that neither of her hands was on the table or holding
Allison's hand in comfort.  If anything, Blanche had an even spacier look
on her face than before.

I also used my fingertips to trace out the fleshy part of her
pudenda... this is where things got interesting!

I traced her labia majora and explained that they were primarily there for
protection of the outer vagina and the urethra.  I placed the index finger
of my left hand on her left labium majus and the ring finger of that same
hand the right labium and gently spread the two apart exposing her
introitus (the entrance to her vagina).

Thus exposing the fleshy pink inner parts of her pudenda I took the index
finger of my right hand and pointed out to her urethra "the part that
drains pee from your bladder to the outside" her introitus "the entrance
into your vagina."

I was essentially on auto-pilot at this time having given this `lecture'
hundreds of times over the years.  I got to the part where I would be
pointing out a girl's hymen but had to stop myself when I realized that it
wasn't there. *

Now, there are many reasons for a girl not to have a hymen.  Some are born
without much of one and by the time they reach puberty there isn't much to
see. Others have them `broken' by physical activity (but this is really NOT
that common or likely either).  Still, there's the old tried and true
"she's been fucked" or "she's been diddling herself."

I wondered which was the case for this not very attractive pubescent girl.
I made a furtive glance in her direction and our eyes met.  She seemed to
have read my thoughts.  It was if her eyes were asking me not to mention
her hymen, or lack thereof.

Although I had no intention of performing a speculum exam next I did what I
usually do in preparation for one.  I took the middle finger of my left
hand and placed it right at the introitus and gently pushed the area
down/back toward the anus.  This helps to relax the muscle somewhat.  This
time however, I took the liberty of sliding the fingertip back and forth a
bit, maybe 2-3 millimeters at most, doing a mini-fingerfuck motion as I
looked into Allison's eyes.

She glanced at me for a milli-second as if to say "What are you doing?" and
then her eyelids shut, her facial expression became one of total relaxation
and her pussy lube started flowing.

It was as if I had emptied a tube of KY jelly onto my finger by magic.
What was a barely moist only slightly slick surface became very slippery
and it was all I could do to muster the strength and self will not to slip
my finger to its fullest depth into her pussy.

I had to regain some sense of professionalism quickly else I ravish this
woman-child then and there.

I continued the pressure on the labia majora enough to separate them and
expose the area between the labia minora.  The mini finger-fuck motion of
my middle finger sliding barely in and out of her vaginal opening putting
varying amounts of pressure along its travels seemed to cause Allison to
relax even more.  Her clitoral head, as mentioned, was fleshy and wide and
had become engorged and duskier pink due to the ministrations of my finger.

I used the middle finger of my left hand to gently push upwards on the
prepuce (hood) of the clitoris and the index finger of my right hand to
point it out to her.  I continued the sliding, almost vibratory motion of
my middle finger against her clit.  It was subtle enough that it should
anyone say anything it could be explained by me having too much coffee that
day thus resulting in a slight tremor.  Her Mom leaned forward in her chair
to peer over her daughter's lower abdomen to get a close look.

As I gently pushed the clitoral hood away from her clit it was difficult to
determine which gasp was the loudest... the one from Allison as I exposed
her dusky pink clitoris that was about ¾ inch long and as wide as the nail
on my index finger... the one from her mother as she opened her eyes and
peered over her daughter's lower abdomen... or me as I revealed what was,
to me, the ideal clit!

The sharp intake of air by the two females got my attention.  I glanced up
at Allison's face-her eyes had snapped open and seemed to bug out a little
bit and she had a slight look of surprise.  Allison's chest, neck and face
flushed and her body trembled as a result of her orgasm.  Next I looked at
her crack-whore mother and not only did she have a flushed look on her face
but her eyes were closed and her hand was planted between her legs and
rubbing furiously against her camel-toe.

Never one to trust crack-whores I decided that I needed this exam to come
to an end quickly.  Having already performed a thorough physical exam on
this dirty, yet somehow erotic, 13 year old I determined that she was
probably only experiencing pre-menstrual cramps and that she would be fine.
I left the room after instructing Allison to get dressed and went to the
bathroom to take out my aching cock and wipe off the dripping end.

After giving myself a moment to cool down and Allison a moment to get
dressed I re-entered the exam room and discussed my findings and tentative
diagnosis with the two.  It was important that I emphasize how `normal'
everything was, but not so much as to compromise my ability to get her back
for a second look `if the need arises.'

They seemed to be acceptant of my explanation and after telling Allison and
her mother that taking some over the counter ibuprofen every 8 hours over
the next couple of days should help.

After the exam I chatted with the two for a few minutes.  I found Allison
to be very bright and inquisitive.  She asked well-conceived questions
about her body and showed a remarkable ability to grasp what was being
said.

She talked about school a little and about her desires to `get a job
someday doing something in the medical field' and have a better life.

Blanche had left the exam room by that time telling her daughter that she'd
be waiting in the car.  As she left the room, Blanche turned back to me and
with glazed stuporous eyes whispered "Doc... seeing you do that exam was
hotter than hell and has made me horny as fuck!"

Once her mother was out of ear shot "I really can't stand her ya know"
Allison confided.  I'd give anything to live somewhere else.  All she does
is get high and screw dudes, or screw in order to get high".  My heart
really went out to her.

Not being sure what to say to that I merely nodded and thanked her for
coming in. Allison's comment started the thought wheels turning.  As she
walked out through the front door Allison turned back, smiled and waved.  I
waved back and gave her a smile knowing that I would be jacking my cock off
furiously once I got home.  Austin had left and I was alone in the office.
I finished up Allison's chart work, straightened up my desk a little and
turned out the lights, exited through the back door and went towards my
car.

I noticed a rag-tag 1977 Ford Granada.  I recognized the year because I had
one myself back when it was new.  I had purchased it with money I had saved
by working my ass off during summers.  It was my high school graduation
present to me.

As I neared my car, a retired Crown Vic police cruiser, the door of the
Granada opened up and Blanche practically fell out of the driver's side of
the car.

"Doc!" she slurred "I wasn't kidding when I said watching you examine
Allison made me horny...How about a quick fuck?

I was really taken aback... I mean I like to fuck as much as the next
guy... but this was wrong on so many levels.

As politely as I could I refused her offer and asked "What about Allison?
Do you want to expose her to something like that?"

Blanche looked at me as if I had three heads... as if to say "Who?"

It took a couple of seconds for her to focus enough to say "Oh, I sent her
on home... only live about a ¼ mile from here."

A ¼ mile, in pitch dark, this piece of work was going to let her daughter
walk!  I told her as nicely as I could that I'd really like it if she would
just go on home, pick Allison up on the way, and maybe just play with her
pussy until her horniness was sated.

"You know," I said, "rub one off like you were trying to do in the exam
room!"

She said to me "Oh, so you noticed that?"

I said "Yes I did, didn't you worry that Allison might have seen you?"

Blanche replied "Hell no!  I know the little shit likes to watch!  I hear
her sneaking around in the halls when I have my customers... I mean
boyfriends over."  This statement from this crack-head bitch set the balls
rolling for what would become one of the highlights of my life.

Man oh man, I thought.  This lady is a piece of work.  I figured that since
she was so damned forward and since Allison wasn't around (actually my
little head was doing the thinking.  A responsible thing to have done would
be to insist that she go find her daughter or for me to have combed the
streets looking for the unkempt though sexually inviting Allison.)

What I said was "Seeing you fap your pussy... now THAT was hot!"

My dick was at full attention when I heard my mouth say "I have to admit
that seeing you rub your crotch got me worked up.  How about a blow-job?"

She grinned, turned toward my vehicle, and started walking.

The Crown Vic, being a full sized car, was ideal for such a tryst.  I
unlocked the doors; we both crawled into the back seat.  Blanche unzipped
my pants, fished my cock out and dove in like a seagull swooping down to
grab a morsel out of someone's outstretched hand.

Allison's whore of a mother knew a thing or thirty about giving head.  She
alternated suction on the way down with no pressure and all tongue on the
way up and then reversed the two actions.  Occasionally she would only hold
the head of my cock in her mouth and swirl her tongue around my piss slit
at what seemed to be a thousand revolutions per minute.  She would then
dive deep and take my entire shaft into her mouth, burying the tip into the
back of her throat and emit a low frequency hum that vibrated my cock like
a poorly balanced tire.

I guess I lasted about 5 minutes before blasting what seemed like quarts of
cum down her gullet.  She backed off of my crotch, wiped her mouth with the
back of her hand and said

"That'll be $20"

Taken somewhat aback, but not completely surprised at her mercenary
outlook, I took out my wallet, handed her a $20 bill and said,

"That was hot!"

She seemed very pleased that I would think anything about her was `hot'
and, appeased, got out of my car and into hers and drove off.

End Little Biker Chick part IV


* Note to the reader.  The hymen is right at the entrance to the vagina.  I
get very turned off by stories that read `I placed my turgid member inches
into her vagina before reaching her maidenhead' or some other bullspit.
The hymen is a crescent shaped bit of tissue not quite the thickness and
consistency of the labia minora.  The `points' of the crescent are toward
the clitoris, the base is toward the anus.  It is RIGHT THERE AT THE
ENTRANCE of the vagina.  Anything `external' to this is NOT THE VAGINA)
rant complete