Sexy Fun Times/Work/Doctor/Sophie & Mom/Sophie

"Sophie Smith's here to see you doctor," Sally, your receptionist tells you.

"Sophie Smith?"

"She came to see you a month ago about going on the pill."

Sally shows the twelve-year-old girl in and gives you her notes; you thank her and wave the girl into the chair in front of you. You remember her now, still in the same school uniform, sitting somewhat nervously with her knees together. "So how are you getting on Sophie," you say with a smile.

She shrugs; "okay I guess."

"Any problems: feeling sick, rashes, itchiness between your legs, sore breasts?" She shakes her head. "Good; get undressed and hop up on the couch so I can have a look at you."

"Shouldn't the nurse be in here with us," she asks.

It's your turn to shrug; "I'll fetch her if you want, but you're a big girl now; do we really need her?"

She doesn't answer but gets up and goes to the curtained off area; you can see the back of her neck going red, so you guess she's blushing at the thought of being naked and alone with you. She lays on the couch on her back and opens her mouth without being asked. Once again you check her glands and then move down to her perfect preteen breasts, spending a lot longer on them than you did the first time, cupping them in your hands and squeezing the little pink nipples as they stiffen under your palms. As you run your hands over the swell of her belly you mention that girls on the pill sometimes put on weight. "Just lay off cake and chocolate and get plenty of exercise," you say.

This time she lifts her knees up without being told. "That's cold," she says as you rub the KY jelly between her legs.

"You'll soon warm it up," you say with a grin. "So, have you had sex since I last saw you?"

She nods. "Only once though; I fell out with my boyfriend after."

"Oh! Why was that then?"

"I caught him kissing another girl."

You shrug. "For some boys, it's all about the challenge; once they got what they were after, they move on to the next target. Did you make him wear a condom?"

She nods; "it was too big though and it came off."

You ask if she enjoyed it. "It was okay;" she bites her lip as you slide two fingers into her vagina. "I thought it would be better though; he didn't make me cum like you did with your fingers."

"That's the problem with young boys; they don't really know what they're doing. Most of them don't even know what a clitoris is, never mind where to find it." You slide two fingers into her vagina and use your thumb on the hard little nub of her clit. Now she is biting her lip again and when you pull your fingers out and she looks disappointed. "Everything seems fine," you say; "there's just one more thing to check; turnover onto your tummy."

She looks puzzled but does as she's told; her chubby butt is very tempting, and you put a hand on each cheek to spread them apart, making her wriggle. "What are you doing?"

"I just need to check your anus," you say, pulling on a glove and pressing a lubricated finger against her tight little starfish. She tries to pull away but you give her a light smack on one ass cheek.

"Ouch! What was that for?"

"I'm going to push a finger into your bum; just relax and it won't hurt." Your finger opens up her sphincter and slides right in. You wriggle it about a bit which makes her giggle and look down at where your cock is straining for release. "Turn over again," you order and she rolls over onto her back, lifting her knees and spreading her legs apart without being told.

"Are you going to make me cum again," she asks.

You peel the glove off and drop it in the bin. "Do you want me to?" She nods, biting her bottom lip. "Did you ever think about doing it with somebody older, somebody with more experience," you ask with a smile.

She catches on immediately. "You mean you don't you," she says with a nervous grin.

You undo the buttons on the front of your white coat, pull your zip down and extract your eight-inch cock. Her eyes go wide as she looks at it. "Wow! I didn't know they grew that big," she says.

"It is a bit bigger than most," you say, "but vaginas are amazingly stretchy. You've had two fingers in there so you shouldn't have much trouble with it." You spread some more KY jelly on her pussy lips and some on your cock. "I'm making it nice and slippery so it slides in easily," you say. Your examination couch has a section at the end that hinges down and you click the catch to let it drop, then stand facing her and lift her legs so that her ankles are on your shoulders. You put your cock between her thighs and slide it back and forth letting it rub against her labia and her clitoris.

She's biting her lip again and her eyes are wide open. "Are you ready," you ask and she nods. You pull back, catch hold of your cock with one hand and press it down until it's lodged against the entrance to her vagina, then you take a deep breath and start pushing.

Her cunt is not as tight as you'd expected for a twelve-year-old near virgin and two-thirds of it disappears inside before you hit the back. At that point, you have to hold still because you can feel your balls begin to tighten, so you stand there with your cock buried until the feeling passes. You look up at her face and see that she is biting her lower lip. "I told you that you could take it," you say.

When you start moving in and out, she reaches down and puts her hand on her belly. "I can feel it," she says with a giggle.

"Do you always go straight home after school," you ask.

"Err, What?"

"After school. Do you have to go straight home?" You start sliding your cock back and forth, just a little at first, but gradually building up to a steady fucking motion.

"Oh! Yeah. Not always." The sensations coming from her cunt are making it hard for her to think. "There's no one home 'till gone six anyway."

You concentrate on the climax that you can see and feel building in her young body. Each time you thrust, it seems that more of your cock is swallowed in her cunt. Your own climax is building too and when she cums, it sets you off and you fill her with your semen. "It's a good job you are on the pill," you say.

After she is cleaned up and dressed you ask her if she wants to make another appointment. "Or you could come and see me privately, after school," you say with a grin.

• After school in a rush
• Taking your time