Beautiful Dr. Nausheen Learns To Swallow
(Read “Beautiful Doctor Nausheen Receives Unwanted Anal “ Parts 1 and 2, “Beautiful Doctor Nausheen Is Violated Again,” and “Beautiful Doctor Nausheen Is Visited A Third Time.”)
Months had passed since I forced the beautiful Dr. Nausheen to invite her husband to have anal sex with her and make a video of the act. Since then, I had been watching the video once or twice a day, cumming hard each time I did. I couldn’t stop thinking about Dr. Nausheen, the things I had done to her, the things I wanted to do to her. I knew it was time to make another visit to her. I emailed the video she made of her husband having anal sex with her, just as a reminder of what secrets of hers I knew. This would also remind her of all the other photos and videos I had of her in “compromised” positions and that she needed to be “responsive” to any “requests” I made of her. In the email I said to her “Do you think your husband would enjoy watching the other video I have of you truly losing your anal virginity to my swollen cock? If not, I suggest you be there and be alone when I stop by your office at 5:30 PM on Thursday.”
I went to her office on Thursday at 5:30 PM to find only her car in the parking lot and the front door unlocked. I went inside and locked the door behind me. I took a quick look around her office and found it empty. I saw a light coming from her personal office, walked in, and found her sitting behind her desk, trembling. She said to me, “What . . . what do you want with me this time? When will this end? This is not proper! I am a married woman! You should not violate me like you have!” I replied with a question, “Has your husband performed anal sex on you again since that first time?” “What occurs between my husband and I is none of your business!” “You will either answer my question or I will share what has occurred between you and me with your husband.” She quietly responded “Yes, yes he has.” “How many times has he done it to you?” She replied “5, maybe 6, times.” “Tell me about how he does it to you.” “It usually occurs after we have had intercourse for a while. Often, without asking permission, he turns me over and performs anal sex on me until . . . until he ‘finishes.’ One time . . . once he only performed anal sex on me until he ‘finished.’” “Does he always ‘finish’ in your butt?” “Yes, he does. And . . . “ “And, what?” “And he often says derogatory things to me while we are having anal sex.” “What does he say to you?” “He . . he says things like ‘You like it up the ass don’t you slut!’ and ‘I love to fuck your tight ass’ and ‘You like it when I cum in your ass, don’t you!” “Do you think your husband will keep fucking you in the ass and treating you like a slut when he does?” “Yes I do, thanks to what you’ve made me do! He will be having sex in my butt for the rest of our marriage. It’s so painful and humiliating!”
I was standing in front of her desk making no attempt to disguise the huge and growing erection in my pants. I said to her “Stand up and come to this side of your desk.” She continued to tremble and I saw a tear roll down her cheek while she slowly stood up and approached me. “Sit down there in that chair!” She reluctantly obeyed and sat in the chair I had indicated. “Remove your glasses!” She removed her glasses and laid them on the desk. “Let your hair down now!” She removed the pins and barrettes from her lovely black hair and let it fall naturally down around her shoulders. I walked up to her until I was standing inches from her face, my crotch at the level of her face. “Open my pants for me!” As her hands trembled, she unbuckled my belt, unsnapped my pants, and pulled the zipper all the way down. “Now pull my pants and underwear down!” She did as she was told and my full erection sprang from my semen stained underwear. I think at this point she knew what was going to happen next. “Open your mouth as wide as you can!” “No . . . please . . . I’m begging you . . . Please!” “Open your mouth now or I send everything I have to your husband!” She closed her eyes as she reluctantly opened her mouth. I placed my right hand behind her head, stepped forward, and pulled her head toward me – my cock entered her mouth, touching the back of her throat. I could hear her choke a little. “Close your mouth!” I could feel the warmth and wetness of Dr. Nausheen’s mouth and tongue surrounded my painfully hard erection. “Suck me!” I said as I grabbed the base of my erection and squeezed, filling her mouth with my semen. While she kept her mouth closed around my penis and struggled to suck, breathe, and swallow; I began slowly thrusting in and out of her mouth. I could feel my excitement build to an unbearable level. I felt a tingling between my legs and my balls tighten. Just in time, I thrust deeply into her mouth and felt the first powerful pulses of an orgasm ripple through my cock. The first several spurts of my cum shot directly down her throat, giving her no choice but to accept them. I then purposely pulled back an inch or two so the next few spurts would fill her mouth. I wanted her to experience the warmth, thickness, and saltiness of my seed. “You swallow that! Now! Don’t spill a drop!” She struggled to swallow my thick seed and keep up with the amount I was producing in her mouth. I then purposely pulled all the way out so the last few thick ropes of sperm landed on her face and in her hair. I took a few quick photos of her sitting her, my cum on her face and in her hair, my cock inches from her open mouth. When she felt my spray stop, she opened her eyes to see my erection disappearing, satisfied by her mouth.
She was choking and coughing. “You are so good a sucking and swallowing! Did you enjoy that?” “It . . . it . . . it was horrible. I never . . . It was horrible.” “Is that the first time a man has cum in your mouth, the first time you’ve swallowed a man’s load.” “Of course that was my first time. My husband would never violate me in that way! You are a horrible man!” Just then I had an idea! “Give me your phone and unlock it!” “What? Why?” “Do it now!” She complied and I touched her Text icon to see some previous text messages she had sent to her husband. I began typing a new message and hit send. I waited a minute or so and a reply came back. I showed the phone to the beautiful Dr. Nausheen. The message I wrote to her husband, on her behalf, read “My husband, I am so ashamed, I feel so naughty lately. I very much enjoy the dirty sex you have been having in my butt. It feels so good, especially when you fully enjoy yourself there. I am reluctant to tell you this. But, I must. I keep thinking about you forcing your full manhood into my mouth and staying in there for as long as you desire. I think about you ‘finishing’ in my mouth. I want to taste your seed. I want to swallow it. I am so ashamed of these desires my husband.” His reply was “Nausheen, I love how naughty you have become and how good your butt feels. When you come home tonight I promise to live out your newest fantasy with you. I promise to use your mouth like it was your vagina! Come home soon my wife.”
Two days later I sent an email to the beautiful Dr. Nausheen that read “If you don’t want me to visit again, you must answer this email truthfully and quickly. What happened when you got home on Thursday night?” Within 5 minutes she replied, “Thanks to your text message to my husband, he immediately ushered me into the bedroom, opened his pants, pushed me down on my knees, and forced me to perform oral sex on him. It was merciful that it only lasted 2 or 3 minutes before he . . . before he finished in my mouth.” I wrote back, “How did it feel to have the seed of two men in your stomach?” “It felt . . . It felt horrible. I was so ashamed!” Much like with anal sex, I had just put the beautiful Dr. Nausheen in a position to have to take her husband’s cum load in her mouth, whenever he wanted, for the rest of their marriage!