He grew big and opened me. Very big. I felt him grow hard. I began to moan, but he held my lips to silence me. There were other doctors, others nu...rses... he needed it to be kept a secret.I panted as he gushed and drilled me. My hips bounced against the bed a his erection drilled deep inside. He filled me up and pumped me hard. I sweated as I bit on my moans, then at the end he creamed unable to contain himself and I sighed.The doctor shivered as he took himself away. He kissed me as he. I will post more of them as time allows, and I hope everyone enjoys them as much as we enjoyed writing them, reading them, fantasizing about them, or actually living them. This first one was my creation. She was out of town, and asked me How would you ravage me dear? Tell me. So I placed the story into where she was staying and added the plot of one of her hungrily-desired fantasies…to be manhandled and taken against her will: Hmmm…..so you want to know how I would ravage you tonight? Lets. Of course I would send a card to Hugh, even though etiquette ruled that I couldn’t. He would probably send one to me but it would mean no more than a letter to an elderly aunt. If only I could get Hugh to see my body, naked. Then he’d know I wasn’t a horse, dog, or sexless friend. But how? He won’t swim. Apart from his slight lack of breath, the smell of the municipal pool’s chlorine gives him the horrors. Even if I could get him to the seaside, my swimming costume is designed to conceal, not. He had to get out of the dressing room even though he had over an hour before show time. He opened the door to his room and stepped into a surprisingly empty corridor. He decided he would watch the opening act from the wings. In his agitated state he turned the wrong way and headed away from the stage. After walking a couple of minutes Rick realized he was not in the right part of Municipal Stadium. That was when he made a really big mistake. Instead of retracing his steps as he planned he made.