The quarterback in high school – a memory
I am sitting in a waiting area of a Seattle hospital waiting for my son to come out of surgery. He’s 19 years old and a quarterback at his high school, with definitely great potential. But in the last game he had badly injured his ankle. I’m a single parent, so I’m sitting here alone, and when I think about all this, I can’t help but think about a day almost exactly 19 years ago that changed my fate and ruined my life.
I was 30 years old and had just taken over a practice a few months before in a small town in Texas that was previously foreign to me. My medical studies were not long behind me and I had to earn the trust of the residents. But since I was the only doc in town, it went pretty quickly and I made friends and the locals took me to their hearts. I was never the kind of woman who wanted to work in a clinic; I liked being close to patients.
The star par excellence – and I wanted him so badly
In Texas, football was like a religion, and especially in small towns, Friday nights when high school games were played were a highlight. Even I couldn’t resist this and so I once again sat in the stands and cheered on the team. The quarterback was the star here, you were sure the kid was going to make it to the NFL one day and he looked damn good. He was just 18 years old and he could have had any woman here, even the older ladies were keen on him, I could tell by looking at them. His athletic body also turned me on incredibly, I must admit.
Today, however, his performance was not worthy of him, he seemed unfocused and battered, something was wrong, which is why I asked the coach about it at the end of a game that was unfortunately lost. “I’m glad you asked Miss Jones, I’m worried too, but he won’t tell me what’s going on. I wonder if you could take a look at him.” The coach was also his father and very often pushed him to the limits, I knew that, but it didn’t seem to me that he suffered from exhaustion. “Well sure coach, why don’t you send the quarterback to my office on Monday night and I’ll take some time with him after office hours. Maybe he’ll tell me what’s wrong with him.”
He was a shy boy, but I was bound to secrecy
I was writing my last report when my receptionist came in. “Daniel Smith is in the waiting room, he says he wants to see you, but he’s not even on the calendar for today.” “That’s okay Sara, I called him in at his father’s request, but you can go home already, but send him in to see me.” I was a little disheveled today, but for some reason wanted to look good for our Dreamboy. So I quickly pinned up my long blonde hair and undid the top button of my light blue blouse, showing some cleavage. I also wore the white pants in which I had what I thought was a fantastic butt, but unfortunately it was covered by my smock, then I wore my black glasses, with which I looked a bit stern, as a little boy told me today.
“Daniel, I’m glad you’re here, please sit down,” I greeted him. The handsome quarterback silently took bursts with his head down. It was clear that he didn’t want to be here and was uncomfortable. “We’re a little worried about you, especially your dad. Do you want to tell me what’s wrong with you?” But he continued to bow his head and remain silent. I rolled out from behind my table with the chair, right in front of him. “Daniel, this is just us, and I’m bound by confidentiality, so you can tell me anything, even if you think it’s embarrassing.” Slowly, the young quarterback raised his head, like a shy boy. “I’m in pain, have been for a few weeks.” “And where?” I wanted to know. His gaze wandered briefly between his legs.
Now I had not expected such a specimen at all
Daniel was surprisingly shy for being the biggest ladies’ man in the world. But that was no wonder in a small town like this. Here most were strict believers and so was Daniel or rather his parents. Intimate topics were largely hushed up here. “Describe the pain for me?” “It’s a pull?” “And where exactly.” Again his gaze wandered only between his legs. I thought maybe the kid had a hernia. “That’s not going to help us. Please stand up and drop your pants, I need to take a look.” The shy quarterback turned bright red and looked at me, startled. “Come on, I’m a doctor, it’s not the first time I’ve seen something like this.” “But, but they are very pretty” he stammered.
I smiled at him “Thanks, but don’t worry about it, you don’t have to be embarrassed in front of me.” “Alright, he said, and did what I asked him to do.” The young quarterback stood in front of me and dropped his pants and I looked directly at a huge beautiful cock. Now I had to be careful not to blush, because I had not expected such a splendor. So I put on gloves and began to palpate his groin. But there was nothing there, no hernia or anything else, but as I got closer to the shaft, I noticed that he looked a little pain consumed.
His cock became plumper when I touched it gently
Carefully I took his testicles in my hand and felt them. They were bulging and they seemed to cause him pain. “Daniel, tell me, do you have a girlfriend?” “Yes, I’ve been dating Jasmin for a few weeks now.” “And are you having sex?” Again he turned bright red. “God, no, her father would kill me.” “But you’ve had sex before?” I lifted his cock and it became a little plumper. “Yes, at 16, with an exchange student, but not since, I swear.” “Daniel, you don’t have to justify yourself to me. Sex is something natural and part of life. Do you do it to yourself once in a while?”
“I tried a few times, but there is nothing happening with me. By now his penis had fully erected in my hand. “Well, it’s obviously working,” I said. Daniel looked down at me and the young quarterback immediately blushed again. “Oh, God, I’m sorry,” he said frantically. “It’s okay, it’s perfectly natural. He gets hard whenever you make out with Jasmine too, doesn’t he?” “Yes, he will.” “Watch out. Every time that happens, your body produces sperm and that creates pressure. And that pressure needs to be released. Either during sex or masturbation, when that happens, you won’t get pain and you’ll be able to focus again.” During my explanation, I had unconsciously started massaging his penis. And Daniel seemed to like that. “I, I understand. But when I do it myself, nothing always happens. Can’t you help me?” he asked.
I had resolved to bring him relief
“Unfortunately, there’s no pill or anything for that. You’re going to have to help yourself there, or you can talk to Jasmin about it.” Somehow I regretted that said but immediately. For I had the most desirable man in town with his pants down in front of me and, what’s more, his magnificent cock in my dainty hand. I could definitely help him, but that would be really morally reprehensible and if he told anyone about it, I’d be done. “Please Doc, help me,” he pleaded, looking at me with a puppy dog look that really made me feel sorry, and after all, it was my job to help people.
So I talked myself the thing more and more beautiful, but the real reason for the following was probably rather my now wet panties. “All right, Daniel, this one time I’ll help you.” I was well aware that it was more than ethically reprehensible, but the young quarterback needed help. So I took it upon myself to give him relief. However, no sex should arise from it, even if my wet pussy literally begged to incorporate this young splendor cock.
I took his spanking very deep in the throat and sucked him out
So I cupped the now fully erect penis in my hand and began to jerk it. But it was a somewhat dry affair and that didn’t do his circumcised cock so much good. “Lube?”, I thought for a moment. No, other things came to mind, so I bend over and put my lips around this plump glans. He had not expected that. “Miss Jones?!” he said, startled. I looked up briefly “Call me Emma, and just let me do it” then continued. I sucked this splendor with pleasure, let him pure as far as I could, deep into the throat. I gagged, but I liked it and he liked it first. He began to moan, clearly trying to hold it back, apparently not wanting it to end, but it had to end.
I added my hand, massaging his bulging balls while I kept sucking and sucking. Finally, the inevitable happened. He came – right between my lips into my mouth. He came neatly, this was a long accumulated amount and I did not waste any drops. Yes, I swallowed the sperm of my young patient to the last drop. After he was done, I licked and sucked him even the part clean. When I finished, I looked up at him and saw a grinning, satisfied face. Now only I was horny as hell, but that would be settled as soon as he was out the door, I was already sure of that.
I bent over the patient couch and he pressed himself against me from behind
So I stood up, but he did not retreat a step, so that I stood close in front of him. “And what about you now, Emma?” he asked. “Nothing, what should be?” “Don’t you feel the same now as I did before?” he wanted to know. “Yes, I do, but I can handle it,” I replied. Then the young quarterback suddenly came closer to mine with his lips. I backed away, turned, and took a step toward the desk. “Let’s not go there,” I said. But that didn’t seem to interest him. He suddenly stood you behind me and brushed the smock off my shoulders, then he pressed himself close to me and I could feel his still hard cock against my ass.
“Daniel, leave it, we can’t do that,” I said, but didn’t fight back either as he grabbed my 75C from behind. He started kissing my neck while kneading my tits and it felt so good, I haven’t been touched like this in a long time. I’ve only had one date since I’ve been here and it was a bust, so no wonder I wasn’t able to resist what this boy Adonis was doing. He grabbed my blouse, ripped it open and immediately unclasped my bra, immediately his hands slid back onto my breasts and his fingers brushed over my rock hard nipples. The young quarterback kissed my neck and shoulders again and slid a hand toward my pants. Quickly this including my panties was also on the floor and Daniel pushed me forward. I bent over the patient couch, propped myself up on it while he pressed his young powerful penis into me from behind.
His second load shot the young guy in my bare pussy
The part filled my tight wet pussy completely, at first it was even a little painful. “Daniel, you have to be careful with that huge thing.” But he didn’t seem to hear me at all, he started fucking me. And it was good, it was so good, I no longer wasted a thought on what consequences all this could have for me, I just wanted to be fucked by the wet dream all the women in town. After a while, during which he fucked me properly and I was close to an orgasm, he suddenly stopped, pulled out in and turned me around.
The quarterback looked deep into my eyes and this time I didn’t deny him the kiss. I then sat down on the couch, tightened my legs, spread them and let him between my thighs again. Now I saw how he penetrated me and finally fucked to climax, which finally also culminated in him shooting his second load. He came inside me again, but this time in my pussy, which didn’t bother me for a second at that moment, even though we were doing it without a rubber.
His father had been watching us and now he wanted to tell everyone about it
When we got dressed again and shortly before Daniel left the practice satisfied, I made it clear to him that nobody was allowed to know about it and that this was a one-time thing with the young quarterback. He agreed that no one should know about it, it was in his interest.
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However, our team lost the game on the following Friday despite your good performance of our quarterback. But I lost even more that day. Daniel’s father, the coach, came to see me after the game. “Miss Jones, I thank you for helping my son, but I cannot condone the way you did it.” What did he mean by that, had Daniel talked after all?! “You don’t have to look like that at all. I saw you, I stood outside your practice window and saw what you did to my son. And I’m going to tell everyone tomorrow at the community meeting.”
Then after six weeks, the inevitable happened – a new quarterback was there
I was horrified, started crying and ran away without a word. I had to leave, I packed my bags that very night and left town. But that wasn’t enough; when I was looking for a new job, I found that Daniel’s father had reported it to the medical board, so I would never run a practice again.
I kept my license, but my reputation was ruined. Fortunately, though, I found a job at a hospital here in Seattle. I needed it, too, because six weeks after that fateful evening I found out that I was pregnant.
And that’s why I’m sitting here today in the waiting area waiting for my son, a talented quarterback, to come out of surgery.
“ Here we go to the continuation of the erotic story
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