Bimbo Formula, Saves the Day | free mind control stories

Of all the hospitals I could have been sent to I got sent to the one where Olivia worked.

I'd known Olivia forever. We'd gone to preschool together. We'd gone to kindergarten together. Add to that, elementary school, middle school, high school, and now university.

Olivia was brilliant. Not only had she become a registered nurse by the time she was 18, she now both worked at this hospital and attended school at the local university. That's how hard working and serious she was.

She had constant dark circles under her serious eyes. She rarely if ever slept. She worked harder than anyone else I knew. Her body was thin and wispy, and I worried about her.

We had a strange relationship. We'd always been best friends, closer than even brother and sister. Yet she loved to harass me. She could get under my skin more than virtually anyone else I knew.

She walked into my hospital room wearing her nurse uniform. She looked at my left leg. It was entirely covered in a thick cast. It had been raised in the air in a thick sling.

She went to my bed.

"What happened to you?" She said. "You look even worse than you did that time you fell out of your window jerking off to Emma Lou."

Naturally, Olivia would have to bring that up. She always brought up the Emma Lou incident every chance she got. She loved to needle me with it. She was never going to let me live it down.

"Emma had no right to be changing her clothes with an open window," I said.

"You had no right to be looking at her," Olivia replied.

"But she lived right across the street. I'm a boy. What else was I supposed to do?" I said.

"But you fell out of your damn window. How can you blame that on her," Olivia said.

"But that was only because I was trying to get a better angle—."

"—while you jerked off," Olivia said and laughed. "You're such a moron. Who in their sane mind would hang out a window to see Emma Lou change her clothes while jerking off at the same time? You deserved what you got!"

"Whatever," I said, trying to shift myself around in the bed. It was difficult with my leg in the sling.

Olivia sighed.

"I wish I had a figure like Emma Lou," She said. "I want to have boys falling out of their bedroom windows while they jerk off to me. I'd probably leave my bedroom window open all the time, especially when I change clothes."

I didn't know what to say. Olivia was as flat as they come. She did have very pretty eyes. They were wide and dark and serious. She had long black hair that framed her face. It gave her a bewitching look. But, yeah, she was as flat as a wall, both front and back. If she were to have cut her hair, she could have passed for a boy.

"Okay," Olivia said. "So who were you jerking off to this time?"

I rolled my eyes. I folded my arms across my chest.

"I wasn't jerking off to anyone," I finally said, firmly.

"Sure you weren't," she said, ribbing me.

"I got hit by a car!" I insisted.

"What?" She said in surprise. "A car? What were you doing? Jerking off to some couple while they did it in their car? Oh, so you really are a peeping Tom now, huh?"

"No, I'm not a peeping Tom!"

"You were with Emma Lou. This is simply escalation," Olivia said. "Trust me. I'm a nurse. I know about these things."

"I'm not a peeping Tom," I said, exasperated.

Olivia pouted her lips as if she were speaking to a little child. Then she said in a belittling voice.

"Oh, poor old James, he's not a peeping Tom. Even though he leans out windows to watch girls change their clothes while jerking off."

"She was eighteen for heaven's sake!" I protested.

"And therefore?" Olivia said, raising a single eyebrow at me.

Suddenly, she burst out laughing. She always knew how to play me. Better than anyone else.

Wiping a tear from her eye, she said, "Okay, so what happened?

"Some old woman hit me," I said.

"An old woman hit you?" She said.

Olivia started laughing again.

"Do I really want to hear this? Is this story going to get sexual?"

"Gross. No. Just how depraved do you think I am? It was nothing like that."

"No jerking off involved, then?" Olivia asked.

"Jesus, No," I said. "The old woman was driving. I was just crossing the street. Honest to God."

Olivia came in closer to me. She leaned in and studied my face. She could always read me like a book. Suddenly, she reached out and patted my leg in the sling.

"Ow!" I said, glaring at her.

Her face was now full of caprice.

"Okay," said Olivia. "You seem to be legit. I'd know if you were lying. So there wasn't any jerking off. To tell the truth, I'm kind of disappointed in you. I thought this would be more of an exciting story, but do go on, tell me exactly what happened."

God, no one could irritate me like Olivia. I had to admit that if she hadn't had such a paper thin, two-dimensional figure, I'd have wanted to fuck her. Even without a hot figure she really knew how to excite me. And she did have those serious brown eyes. I thought, maybe if all I did was to look at those eyes, I could fuck her in earnest.

Olivia poked me in the leg a couple of times, setting my sling a swinging. Again stinging my leg.

"Earth to James," she said. "I don't know what's going through your mind, but tell me what happened. An old lady ran you down? What else?"

I sighed, stopped my leg from swaying in its sling, and then nodded.

"Right. Well, I was crossing the street," I said. "And this old woman came whizzing around the corner of the intersection. She was in a really big hurry. She must have seen me, but she was going so fast when she made the turn that she couldn't stop. She knocked me right down. Lucky she was making a turn, or she'd have been going much faster."

"God, it's a good thing you only broke your leg," said Olivia.

"Tell me about it," I said.

"Did she call for help?" Olivia asked.

"No, it was a hit and run," I said. "Well, kind of.

"Kind of? You can't kind of hit and run. What happened? Is this story going to get gross after all," Olivia asked.

I rolled my eyes then went on.

"She stopped her car. Got out. And she looked at me," I explained.

"Oh my God, what the fuck?" Olivia said. "Did she?"

"Did she what?" I asked in frustration.

"Just go on," said Olivia.

"She looked strange. I can't describe it. For an old woman, well, she looked kind of perky."

"Perky?" Olivia said. "Jesus, that's gross."

I shrugged.

"I noticed, that's all."

"Okay," Olivia said. "So you get hit by the car, you're laying on the ground, and this perky old woman gets out of the car and starts looking at you. What happened, then?"

"Well, the old woman looked at me for a moment, decided I was okay, said she was sorry, got back into her car, and then just left."

"That's it?" Asked Olivia, raising her skeptical eyebrow again.

"Oh, and I almost forgot," I said. "She gave me these two small vials full of bubbling pink stuff. She said that if I drank one of them, it would probably make me better."

"What?" Olivia said, clearly excited. "I wanna see. I wanna see. Where are the vials."

I pointed to my backpack by the side of the bed.

Olivia went to it. She unzipped it and looked inside. She took out the two small vials. She raised them up to the light. The contents inside both glimmered and glowed under the light. The pink liquid bubbled.

"Oh. My. God." She said.

"What? What is it?" I asked.

"You don't know?" Olivia said.

"No," I said.

"You are so out of touch," said Olivia. "It's Bimbo Formula XXX. She gave you two vials, right? Don't you get it?"

I shrugged.

"She did say something about giving the other one to someone special," I said. "I didn't know what she was talking about. She had kind of just run me over, and I was kind of just laying on the side of the road. So, you know? I wasn't really paying that close attention."

Olivia just stared at the two vials now. She was infatuated with them. She licked her lips. I thought perhaps her brow had suddenly broken out in a light sweat.

Finally, She put the two vials on the side table next to my bed. She walked to the doorway of the hospital room. She shut it. She walked back toward my bed. She leaned in on me.

I didn't know what to think. She'd never behaved this way toward me before. It was as if she were flirting with me. But then, she poked me in the chest a couple of times. This jostled my whole body. It stung my broken leg.

"What are you doing?" I shouted.

She leaned in farther to me, close enough so that I could feel her breath. Her face was less than an inch away. Her eyes were so wide and so sweet, so viciously serious.

"Have you ever wanted to fuck me?" She asked. "Be honest."

"Olivia, you're my best friend, but..." I stammered. "But, I just don't think of you quite that way."

"What way?" She said.

Her eyes were so pretty. If I could just look at her eyes and forget about the rest of her thin, wispy, flat body, maybe I could fuck her. I didn't know. I did the worse thing possible, I looked away from her. I didn't say anything.

"It's because I don't have any chest at all, isn't it? And my ass might as well be a board," she said. "If I had a figure like that porn star you like so much...what's her name? Susie Smooth? Then you'd want to fuck me, wouldn't you?"

I sighed. I turned back to look at Olivia. She looked so defiant. What had gotten into her?

"Olivia, don't beat up on yourself," I said. "I can't help who I wanna fuck and who I don't wanna fuck. It just doesn't work like that. I'm sorry. You're my best friend. You're important. You know more about me than anyone. You're the one person I can always talk to. The one person who I can say anything to and not worry about it. It's not like I don't care about you. I do. Just not that way. Why can't that be enough?"

"Because I wanna be the person you wanna fuck." Olivia's voice had grown low. She stabbed her self with her own thumb. "Me. I want you all, one hundred percent."

I felt terrible. Of course, I'd suspected that she had feelings like that for me. I'd suspected it for a long time. But I'd never dreamed she'd confront me about it so directly. Was this going to be the end of our friendship? What had gotten into her?

Then, she smiled at me. There was almost something sinister in that smile.

"You see, James, I do actually know what you want, and I think I can give it to you," she said.

I had no idea what she meant. Was she going to take advantage of me while my leg was in a sling? To tell the truth, I actually became a little excited. It even showed beneath my flimsy hospital gown. My cock had begun to stiffen.

If she wants to fuck me, I'll just look at her eyes. Her eyes, I thought. I'll just focus on the eyes.

But she didn't come near me at all. And, surprisingly, I was actually a little disappointed at this.

Instead of approaching me, she picked up one of the small vials. She uncorked it. She brought it to her lips.

"What are you doing?" I said.

I became incredibly distressed. Who knew what was in that vial! Probably something poisonous. Was Olivia committing suicide? Was this what she thought I wanted? I couldn't have wanted anything less.

"Don't drink that," I said. Then I lied, "I want to fuck. I do, I do. We'll do it right now. Look I'm even a little excited."

We both looked at my cock. While it had stiffened a little, it was still far from impressive.

"See?" I said, a bead of sweat breaking out on my forehead.

"That's not actually so impressive," she said.

She kept the vial at her lips. She began to tilt the vial back.

"Don't die for me, Olivia!" I finally said.

She stopped. She looked at me in surprise. Then she laughed.

She said, "I'm not dying for you, you idiot. Do you really think I'd kill, myself, just because I couldn't fuck you? This is Bimbo Formula XXX, you dummy."

"What is Bimbo Formula XXX?" I yelped.

She smiled and winked at me. Then she downed the bubbling pink liquid.

"No!" I yelled.

I tried to get out of the hospital bed, but my leg was firmly caught in the sling. I leaned up as best I could and began to work to free my leg. I had to get to Olivia. I had to get her help.

Then, I remembered the emergency button that hung at the bed. If I pressed it others would come to the room to check on me. I reached for it.

Olivia saw what I was doing. She snatched it away from me. With her foot, she pulled at the extension cord and unplugged the whole contraption from the wall.

I looked at her helplessly.

But she didn't suddenly keel over. No foaming froth suddenly appeared from her mouth. In fact, she seemed quite fine.

She wiped her mouth. "It tasted good. Like grapes and kiwi," she said.

"What is Bimbo Formula XXX?" I asked, yet again.

Olivia didn't say anything. She no longer even looked at me. Suddenly, she just giggled.

"Oh my," she said. "Oh my, oh my, oh my!"

"What is it?" I asked.

"I feel good. I feel very, very good!" She said.

Then, something began to happen. She began to change. Her whole body began to rumble beneath. It frightened me to watch, but yet, the change didn't seem to be that bad.

Her whole body began to fill out and not badly at all. Olivia had always been a flat skeleton, but for the first time, she now began to have a little flesh and muscle and fat on her bones. And amazingly, in all the right places. And then her chest began to expand!

Right before my very eyes, she went from being flat chested to having a chest that pushed out so much that her nurse uniform began to tear at its seams. And, her ass, as well, began to grow into something curvy and enticing.

Olivia went from having the thin, flat figure of a boy to having the mind-blowing curvy and delicious body of a sex goddess. In mere moments, she became Venus on the half-shell. She became the most fuckable woman in all the world.

My cock sprang to attention.

Olivia's clothes now had torn all along the seams and in other places, as well. They squeezed her so tightly, that she just grabbed at them and tore them off of herself. Before I knew it, she was standing there entirely naked in her new marvelous celestial and sensuous body.

My mouth hung open. My cock was rock solid.

Oh, God, and there was this smell. Something slightly musky. It inflamed me. As if her breathtaking and voluptuous body were not enough, there was that smell! I felt like an animal that had gone into heat. I wanted to fuck Olivia now more than I'd ever wanted anything in my life!

I struggled now furiously with my leg. I had to get it out of that sling. I had to get out of this bed. I had to get to Olivia.

My struggle with the sling only brought shimmers of pain ringing down my leg. I was so sexually excited though, I hardly cared. I kept struggling anyway.

"Look at me," said Olivia.

She fondled her own big, beautiful breasts.

"Look at these tits?" She said, excited. "Have you ever seen tits like these before?"

Her eyes looked aflame in a way I'd never seen them. They smoldered.

Her hands next explored her big round beautiful ass.

"Oh, I've a wonderful ass, too," she said. "This is so fantastic. I'm so...so..."

"Fuckable!" I said, helping her out.

"Yes, I'm so fuckable," she said. "And I feel, I feel so...so..."

She began to breathe in heavily and to exhale. She put the back of her hand to her forehead.

She said, "I've gotta fuck. I've gotta to fuck right now. I've got to have a cock shoved up my pussy right this second! Oh, I'll die if I don't. I will. I'm desperate."

She rushed to me. She leaned in on me. Her marvelous breasts fell onto my chest. They were hot, smooth, and, oh, so wonderfully round. Her face was right in front of my own. Our eyes locked.

"Let's fuck," she said. "Let's fuck and fuck and fuck!"

"Okay," I mumbled.

I'd never wanted anything more in my whole life! I wanted to fuck her so badly, I was giddy. If it wasn't just that hot smell she exuded, if it wasn't just that incredibly sensational body, if it wasn't just those deep serious eyes, then, after all, it was Olivia, my best friend! I was on fire.

She teased me.

"Are you sure you want to fuck me?" She said, licking her luscious lips with her tongue.

"Yes," I said. "Oh, God, yes."

Then and there, she clambered up onto my bed. Her massive boobs flopping up in the air as she jostled onto the bed. She straddled me, her glorious ass facing me! What was she going to do?

From my vantage point, I could only see her marvelous moon as it descended on my chest. Oh, how luxurious that ass looked as it settled on my chest. And beneath it, I'd caught a glimmer of her bright pink pussy.

I had to have her. I had to have her bad!

She leaned down. Her ass came closer to my face. I felt as if the moon had come down to earth to kiss me. Oh, that beautiful bobbing moon. My hands irresistibly went to it and spread themselves, feeling its velvety smoothness.

Everything felt so fine. But then, out of nowhere, she let out a yelp. She shifted. The whole bed jostled and creaked. My leg got further entangled in the sling. It stung.

"What is it?" I said.

"It's your cock!"

Olivia's voice had become deep and husky.

"My cock?" I said.

"It's too small!" She said.

"But, but, but ..." I pleaded.

"It just won't do," she said.

Her beautiful ass bobbed around some more in front of me. My leg stung. I didn't care. I just wanted to fuck Olivia. That's all I could think about.

"I understand now," she said, distantly.

"Understand what?" I said, growing frustrated.

"Why you couldn't fuck me before. You're right. We can't help who we want to fuck and who we don't want to fuck."

"But, but, but," I pleaded.

She nearly sat her massive sexy ass down on my naked chest as she thought this out. Her pussy was so near. It lay right on my chest. It was wet!

I wanted that pussy so bad. I so wanted to stick my tongue deep inside that pussy.

I turned my head, frustrated. But then I saw the other vial. The remaining vial of Bimbo Formula XXX.

"Give me the formula!" I said.

She shifted herself. She didn't stop straddling me. She just lifted herself a little. Her bright pink pussy came into full view. It killed me, I wanted it so bad.

"Of course," she said. "That'll do it!"

She held still a moment. She turned her body toward me, all the while keeping her legs to either side of my chest. Finally turning her head, she looked at me.

"You've got a broken leg," she said. "I don't know if it's safe or not. I don't know what will happen to your leg."

"I don't care what happens to my leg!" I nearly screamed.

I reached for the vial myself. It was just out of distance. With a little more effort I tapped it with my finger. I brought it just a little closer, and then closer yet. Then I grabbed it and brought it to the bed.

"I don't care what happens to my leg," I said. "If the formula gives me a big cock then just fuck the life out of me! Okay? Do you understand? If I get a big cock, then just fuck me senseless. Okay?"

Her eyes began to smolder again. Her breathing began to increase.

"It's not that I don't care about you, James," she said. "But I've got gotta get fucked by a world-class cock. Please, hurry, drink the formula!"

"In the name of friendship," I said, "sometimes risks must be taken."

"Well, you won't die," she said. "At least I don't think so."

I uncorked the vial. I put it to my lips. I was so hard now. I was so excited. I so wanted to fuck.

"Wait," she said, smiling at me.

"Wait?" I responded.

Olivia smiled at me, then turned back toward my cock. She leaned down toward it. Her ass went into the air, that marvelous moon rising again as she dipped her front down.

"I want to feel your cock inside my mouth as it gets bigger and bigger!" She whispered.

"What?" I said.

But the next thing I knew, there was this delicious feeling all around my cock. She'd taken it entirely into her mouth. The pleasure was excruciating. I almost came right then and there.

She could sense how close I was. She barely moved her mouth. Her wet tongue cuddled the top of my cock. Her upper lip rested on its base. She'd taken my cock into her mouth all the way to the hilt!

"Okay, Okay," I gasped.

I dumped the Bimbo Formula XXX into my mouth. I gulped it down. It actually tasted rather delicious. It tasted like watermelons and peaches.

Then we waited. Olivia with her mouth around my hard cock. Me staring at her lovely ass in front of my face.

At first, I felt nothing beyond the extreme sexual excitement Olivia had already given me. In fact, I was sure that if Olivia even moved her mouth slightly, I'd immediately come. The slightest flick of her tongue was going to set me off.

And nothing happened. Was this particular vial a dud? Well, at least my cock was already snug in Olivia's mouth. At least I'd get to come.

But then, something began to happen. I began to feel very, very good. Good in a way, I'd never felt ever before. I had this stunning shock of energy that riveted through my entire body.

"Wow," I uttered.

It was a sensation like nothing I could have imagined. My whole body tingled with an exotic and new kind of excitement. I could feel sexual energy beginning to course through my body.

And then I could feel myself changing. I could feel my muscles thickening. My own chest expanded. My shoulders rounded. And my legs! Oh, my God, my legs!

My leg that was now in a cast and slung up on the bed. Just like the rest of me, it became more and more muscular until it actually popped out of its cast! And then it fell from the sling onto the bed.

I was free!

Then came the crown jewel of the whole experience. I could feel my cock growing, expanding, thickening, lengthening.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm," whined Olivia as she sucked my cock.

I could feel it getting bigger and bigger and bigger even as she madly sucked upon it.

And while moments ago, I was sure that the slightest movement of her tongue would set me off, I'd been gifted with an all-new sexual endurance. I would not come so easily now!

Oh, how can I explain the exquisite feel of her mouth on my cock as she eagerly pulled up and then shoved it back into her greedy mouth, again and again!

Her lips traced over every last vein. She treated my cock like a succulent piece of hard candy.

And while all these amazing sensations were drifting through my head, I just kept watching that amazing ass of hers, that wonderful moon, bobbing up and down in front of me.

I reveled in my new god-like sensuous body. And, I thought, it's time for me to take some action! But where to begin?

Then I focused on the perfect pink pussy, rising and falling off my chest as Olivia bobbed up and down on my cock. Yes, that was what I wanted. I wanted that pink pussy over my mouth!

My leg had healed, there was nothing to keep me from it.

"Give me that pussy," I suddenly demanded, surprising myself.

For a fraction of an instant, Olivia came up for air.

"Take it. Take it," she said.

Then immediately her delicious mouth descended back onto my new giant cock.

I reached out and tucked my massive arms around Olivia's voluptuous ass. It was like pulling down the moon from the sky. I pulled her dreamy ass right to me, her knees slightly sliding on the bed. I pulled her legs farther apart so that her pussy fell right into my waiting mouth. Even my nose got involved probing the depths of her back door.

I slid my powerful hands across her ass. My thumbs gently slid along her crack. I felt woozy just gazing upon such sublime beauty. I kissed her gingerly all around her pussy and on the ass. I had to fight back the urge to take a big bite out of her.

Oh, I loved the moon, this wonderful moon. I wanted to fall into this moon and never surface again!

And all the while she kept working on me. Her massive breasts swished and sashayed across my stomach. Her mouth never left my cock. Down she'd go, and I'd feel it's tip bouncing around deep in her throat. And then out it would go, across her tongue, her fleshy lips stimulating the base of my cock beyond comprehension. The sweet pleasure she gave me totally annihilated me!

But I focused my attention on that moon-like ass of hers. It bobbed again and again over my face. I needed her to hold it steady so that I could treat it with proper care. My arms were already up and over her ass. So I clamped down on her harder. I pulled her pussy again right to my mouth, and I kept it there.

I then let her have it with my tongue. I took long, deep licks across her clit and across her entire pussy. I held her so firm that she could not in the least wriggle away from my tongue, which tickled her with wild pleasure.

I had her so near now, I was able to get my lips around the nub of her clit. I sucked. I let my whole tongue spread against her clit, and I held it there. She gyrated, each gyration surely spiraling her into all new heights of pleasure.

I let this go on for a while. She rubbed her own clit against my tongue as I sucked. And, even as she did this, she never lost focus on my cock. If anything, the more excited she became, the more pleasure she got from my tongue against her pussy, the harder she worked on my cock.

Whenever her mouth would come up on my cock, her hands would grab it's base and pump as well. Then her mouth would devour my cock again, pushing the hands away. Then, she'd come back up, and again her hot, soft hands would again be on my cock. How many times did I die under her expert pleasuring?

Oh, and the smell of her. All along she'd exuded this exhilarating smell. It was like some kind of hormone that stoked my flames. And here, right between her legs, at her pussy, the smell had to be strongest. It was more powerful than any drug could have possibly been. It numbed my brain to any other thought but pleasuring her and being pleasured by her.

Oh, her sensuous lips. Her thick sensuous lips as they traveled again and again, up and down my cock. And she moaned as she did so, only heightening the sensation!

I then began to stick my tongue as deep as it possibly could go inside her pussy. I licked all her delicious walls with determined care. She writhed over me, but my strong arms kept her fastened to me.

How long did it go on? How many times did I taste that pussy? How many times did I lick it from side to side and up and down? How many times did I hold my tongue against the wonderful nub and let her gyrate against it? How many times did my tongue dart deep into that pussy tasting its depths? How many times did I smell the brilliant and heady perfume she exuded? How many times did she moan as she went up and down my cock, again and again, and again?

We'd been given the endurance of sex gods. I wondered if we were capable of carrying this endless pleasuring on for all eternity!

At some point, the pleasure circuits in my brain began to overheat. The smell of her pussy alone became enough to drive me insane. And the feel of her breasts always sliding up and down my stomach as she sucked my cock. And the view of those moon-like mounds always bobbing at my face. Just that view alone was enough to utterly destroy me.

Every sexual dream I could have ever imagined was coming true at that moment! And this was with Olivia, my dearest and greatest friend, closer than a sister to me.

Oh, and the heat we were working up. Both us dripped in a wonderful sheen of sweat. We slipped and slid across one another's bodies. On and on it went.

And yet neither of us could get enough!

No matter how often my tongue tasted her delectable pussy, I just wanted to taste it again and again and again. I wanted to devour her whole! How I even managed to never just take a big bite out of her ass, I don't even know.

But finally, the excitement began to approach a climax. Not just for me but for Olivia as well. We were deeply in synch at this point. We'd known each other for so long, and now we knew each other's bodies with utter intimacy. I knew that soon we would come if we kept on like this.

But is this how I wanted us to come our first time together? Oh, it would have been delicious to have shot down streams of cum, one right after the other, deep inside her throat. And Olivia would have welcome this, for sure. Her mouth was so greedy now.

But is this how I wanted it to be for our first time together?

No, I thought. When I come, I want to be staring into those eyes. Those big, deep, serious eyes of hers. When we came for the first time, it had to be with my eyes staring into hers, and her eyes staring into mine! That's the way it had to happen.

I had to move quickly but carefully and decisively. I eased my licking to a stop. Almost as if sensing what I had in mind, Olivia did likewise. She eased up, off my cock. Phwoop, it came out of her mouth.

I winced but barely. What I had in mind was going to be so, so good. I nudged Olivia to the side, she seemed to sense what I wanted.

"I want to see your face when I come," I said. "I want to be looking into your eyes."

She swooned.

"Yes," she said. "I want to see your every expression as you stick that giant cock deep into my tight pussy. I want to see every little pleasure you feel registered on your face as that elephant cock slides into me."

Neither of us needed to really shift our positions much. I simply began to sit up. I found her sitting in my lap! I then helped her turn a one hundred and eighty degrees, as her legs went over mine.

Then, we were both face to face, her legs over my own. For now, her ass rested on the bed, her arms around my neck for support. My own arms were around her.

Olivia knew exactly what I wanted to do. She moved as I guided her. Her ass came off the bed, and she supported herself entirely on my legs. Her pussy then came out, and just barely kissed the base of my cock.

Our eyes locked onto one another.

"Your cock is the biggest fucking cock in the world," she said.

"Your pussy is the tightest, hottest pussy on the face of the earth," I said.

"Shove that cock in me. Shove it so hard I scream!"

"I'll shove this cock in you so hard, you'll beg for mercy!" I said.

"Do it," she said.

Our eyes never left the other's. Despite her challenging tone, she smiled at me. For a second, she was almost demure.

Then, I glanced down at the wonderful pussy, then back up at her deep, serious eyes.

"You're a virgin," I simply said.

"So, what about it?" She challenged.

"I'm going to fuck that virgin pussy so hard you're brain is going to explode," I said.

"Do it!" She said.

Her arms had already wrapped around my neck. She raised her body up higher, and with innate expert care, she guided her pussy toward my cock until her pussy hung there in the air just above my cock. She kept it there for several long minutes. Then she raised herself up higher, and then slammed her pussy down onto my cock. She slammed her pussy down to the point that I filled her to the hilt.

"Ahh!" she screamed.

And she grabbed my whole body and pulled me in toward her. She melted into me, as she simply sat on my cock without moving. She trembled.

"It hurt," she said.

Before I could say anything though, she added, "but it felt so good!"

Our bodies didn't shift at all, but her mouth came to mine, and we began to kiss. Long, wet kisses, our tongues greedy. She tasted so good. I wanted to swallow her tongue. I wanted to eat and gobble her up entirely. I couldn't get enough of her tongue.

Then, even as we kissed, as our tongues intertwined, she began to rock on my cock. So slowly at first. She gently came up and then went back down with patience and care, again, and then again. But what started as a leisure and slow pace gradually began to pick up steam.

Our lips came apart as she fucked me. She leaned away from me so that she could better ride my cock. And then our eyes met. We didn't need to say a word then. She'd always been able to read me like a book, and now, things were no different.

Oh, the exquisite pleasure as she lifted that tight, tight pussy up and then slid it down over my cock again. And the more she did it, the more she got into it. The more her innate skills emerged. The more she began to find ways to pleasure both her and myself. Each time she slid my cock into her pussy to the hilt, she swirled it around, before beginning to rise again.

The bliss was excruciating. My mind swirled in clouds of intoxicating pleasure. And again, that swirl, that wriggle and then she would crash into my lap. I was sure I'd died and gone to heaven. Nothing could have been better than that!

And all the while, not once her eyes left mine. She watched me in all my pleasure. I watched her in all of hers.

With my new god-like body, I could have easily grabbed her by her slender waist. I could have lifted her up like a sex toy, and shoved her down on my own gargantuan cock, pleasing myself.

But letting her please me, it deepened the pleasure in some immeasurable way. We'd always wanted to be this close, and now, finally, we were.

"When you're ready, shove it in hard," she said.

"I will," I said.

"When you're ready, give into the desire. Don't think about me, just shove and shove as hard as you can. That's what I want. Do you understand?"

I nodded.

She lowered her pussy yet again onto my cock. And each time she did that crazy, pleasurable swirl, it brought me one more step closer to the point of breaking.

And then her pace began to reach a whole new point of fevered pitch. Up and down she rose. She'd come up so far that my head actually would just barely come out of her pussy, but with incredible grace, and right on target, she'd just catch my cock and slide back down it again.

I gave into her completely. Each time she came down, the pleasure only increased, and increased, and brought me closer and closer to the point of breaking. The feel of her velvety pussy walls as they traveled up and down my sensitive shaft. Such mad pleasure. In my wildest dreams, I'd never imagined anything so wildly fantastic!

She had such strength in her legs. I didn't even need to support her. My hands ranged. They traveled along the curvature of her ass, of her hips, of her waist, and then up to her breasts. I caught her breasts each time as they fell in unison into the palms of my waiting hands. So savory, so silky, so soft and wonderful!

She eyed me challengingly as if asking, now? Now? How much more can you take?

The pleasure on her face. Her own mouth hanging open. Her eyes so aflame. They smoldered as if she were on a powerful drug. She began to tremble. And then, her up and down movement became even more intense. More intense than I'd even thought she was capable of.

She moved so fast, up and down, and her swirls became so expert. She played upon my cock as if she were an Olympic gymnast. And then I could feel it, I was reaching the point of no return.

She smiled because she knew I was finally breaking. And she wanted me to. She wanted me to break to the point where I'd be a mad animal lunging my cock into her with utter abandonment.

She read me so well, she knew I'd broken even before I did.

"Now!" she hollered. "Now!"

She let her whole body fall back onto the bed. I caught her lead so that as I leaned and fell forward, I kept my cock inside her wet, tight pussy the entire time.

Her legs now fell across my chest. I pushed my cock deep into her pussy, smacking her ass. I bent her legs downward, and rest my arms on either side of her. My gaze stayed on her eyes.

I immediately pulled out, then thrust in again. There wasn't even time to set a pace. All I knew is that I had to come! I had to come as fast as I could.

I thrust deep inside her, grinding into her. Then I raised up again, and thrust once again, grinding hard into her. And then again, and again, as hard as I could. And despite myself, I began to set a pace. A mad, wild pace. The pace of a dangerous, wild beast that cares only for one thing.

Again and again, I banged into Olivia grinding her pussy for all I was worth. My own mind exploded. I didn't know where I was. I didn't know who I was with. I didn't even know who I was. I just had to come.

I pumped and thrust with utter and wild abandon. The whole bed shuddered and squeaked and threatened to come apart. The mattress that supported us threatened to collapse.

I didn't care. I just had to thrust, again and again, wild and crazy and having to come.

And yet through it all, my gaze remained fixed on her own. Our eyes never left the other.

And then it happened. A white-hot flash seared across my brain, devouring it. And I began to come. Even as I began to come, I only pumped harder and harder into her pussy, which now spasmed, her own tight pussy only tighter now as she, too, orgasmed.

And then I began to shoot massive hot wads of cum deep into her, one after the other. Again and again, as if there could be no end to this orgasm. She screamed in wild orgasmic joy.

I reach down, and with my god-like strength, I pulled her to me, feeling her chest heaving against mine as the last of my cum shot its way into her, as she too spasmed in the final throws of her orgasm. Then, when it was over, I gently lay her down, and I collapsed at her side, sweeping her up, and spooning her against me.

Then, for the longest time, we both just lay there, our minds totally annihilated and blown to shreds. There was nothing to say. We simply felt one another, as if our souls had seeped into each other.

Finally, Olivia whispered, "I've wanted you for the longest time now."

"I know," I said, nuzzling and kissing her.

"And you'd have tried to give yourself to me even if I hadn't changed. You said it," she said.

"Yes, but I admit it, this way was better," I said.

She laughed slightly.

Then we said nothing again. I simply stroked her, petted her. Eventually, I began to feel aroused again.

I was just about to lean Olivia in toward me when the door the hospital room opened. A doctor was standing there. Behind him were a couple of accompanying nurses.

Shock registered on his face. The nurses too, slightly backed up.

Olivia turned her head to look at me. She laughed. Then she turned her head back toward the doctor.

"This patient has fully recovered, doctor, I've seen to it," she said.

The doctor's eyes shifted to the right and left. He looked uncomfortable.

"Uh, I see, well, then, perhaps you should finish up your therapy session, and then I'll check back on the patient," he said.

He turned and looked at his two nurses. Then, they all left the room, pulling the door shut as they left.

I moved away just a little from Olivia. I motioned for her to lie on her back. She did.

My eyes found her first, then my lips. Our tongues once again tasted each other.

"I think it's time for some more therapy then. What do you think, nurse?" I said.

"Indeed, that's just what the doctor ordered," she giggled.

Her lips came to mine then, and I began to position myself for more lovemaking.

The end...for now.