The Dentist

“Who’s next, Sunnie?”
“A Mrs. Page, she’s a new patient,”
Sunnie Muren said, then glanced at the clock. “She comes in at
2:00 o’clock, doctor.”
“So?” Doctor Jim Hyde said as he tossed
his used dental tools into the stainless steal sink. They would
be sterilized in the autoclave later. He washed his hands and
turned to face his assistant.
“I leave at noon today, did you
forget?”
“Yes, I did. See if she minds not having
a female nurse present. Most don’t care one way or the
other.”
“They obviously don’t know you,” Sunnie
giggled.
“True. Give her a call now.”
“Yes, Doctor,” Sunnie said, picking up
the phone.

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“She doesn’t mind. And get this,” Sunnie
said with a twisted smile, “she wants to be sedated.”
“I don’t think that’s wise.”
“Normally I’d heartily agree, but I
remember her, I talked to her before. She wouldn’t even make an
appointment until I told her you have sedation on hand.”
“Well I’m not exactly a sex maniac, I can
get all I need from conscious women.”
“You certainly do. It’s a good thing
that you take home a doctor’s salary, otherwise you couldn’t
afford them.”
“Hey, I don’t pay for it.”
“The hell you don’t. I paid the bills
for that redhead you dated, Miss Baylor.”
“What bills?”
“Taxi, dinner at Andre’s seven night in a
row, a charity dinner at the playhouse for 100 dollars per
plate… should I go on.”

“No, I get the picture. But I’m worried
about a general sedation, there should be three people
present.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t get out of this.
School play. I would recommend that your rape the hell out of
this patient, then get sued. It would be cheaper than most of
your dates.”
“Don’t you have somewhere to go?”
“I’m going. Have fun,” Sunnie said,
grabbing her purse and pushing through the glass door.
Dr. Hyde puttered around the office,
checked the mail in the cluster of white boxes on the corner,
then sat and read a golf magazine. He got up in disgust and
began putting his dental instruments in the metal tray used in
the autoclave. He twisted lever and turned on the machine. He
turned and looked at his offices. He had three treatment rooms, no
waiting. He could prep two patients and work on a third.
Also, Sunnie was more than qualified to
do cleanings, so the three chairs were just what he needed. He
was doing well. He was happy, Sunnie was happy, and the
community was happy with the job he was doing. Of course it
wasn’t hard, when he had such a memorable name as Dr. Hyde, and
his only competition was Dr. Willoway, aka “the butcher”.
The last thing he wanted to do was mess
up his happy life with a law suit.
“Doctor?”
“Yes, miss…”

“Mrs. Page, Anne Page. It’s nice to meet
you,” she shook hands quickly. Dr. Hyde tried to shake off his
astonishment and compose himself. Anne Page was one of the
hottest blondes he had ever seen. She exemplified the word
“cute”. She wore her hair lose, it cascaded down her back and
shoulders and shimmered when she moved. She was wearing a thin
summer dress of a chiffon type material, that came down to just
above her knees. Her slender legs ended in black high heeled
shoes. He was stunned.
“Sunnie said I could be sedated,” Anne
said quietly. “I’m afraid of dentists,” she whispered.
“Me too. Do you want to be aware of your
surroundings, or wake up when it’s through?” he asked, trying to
sound casual. Half of his mind was screaming, “NO SEDATION”, the
other half was equally loud in proclaiming “GO FOR IT”. He
waited in horror, dreading the answer.
“I don’t want to feel a thing. Put me
under and wake me when it’s over,” she said with a nervous
smile.
“Ver… very well,” he stuttered.
“Is that a problem?”
“It’s risky, without an assistant to
monitor your vital signs, but if you don’t mind, I can manage,”
he said airily.
“Oh, wonderful,” she gushed, laying a
hand on his arm. He tried to smile, while escorting her to the
chair.
“Where does it hurt?” he asked, leaning
her back in the chair and repositioning his light.

“Right here,” she pointed.
“That would be the right upper molar,
either the second or third,” he said, looking closer.
“Please, can you sedate me now. I’m very
frightened.”
“Sure,” He pulled the bottle of nitrous
oxide closer, placed the mask over her face, and turned it on.
She began to blink. He retrieved his stethoscope, parted the
upper part of her blouse, and listened to her heart. When her
eyes fluttered open he turned the gas up slightly. She was
deeply sedated in seconds.
“Well,” Dr. Hyde said nervously. He
looked up at the clock, then down at his patient, before turning
quickly away. He took a paper bib and laid it over her chest,
then retrieved his syringe which was prepared with pain killer.
He hated to use it on a generally sedated patient, but it was
better that way. In case she woke up, she would not be in pain.
He hooked an aspirator to the corner of her mouth, opened it wide
and began injecting sedative into the gums.
Dr. Hyde smoothed out the filling with
his pick. He laid his tools on the tray and surveyed his work,
before pressing the stethoscope to her chest. She was breathing
slowly and easily. Her heart was strong, if a bit sluggish. He
had taken a calculated risk and won. The patient was safe and
happy. Now if the board never found out about his little breach
of procedure with the general sedation…
Dr. Hyde watched the slow intake of
breath. Her ample breasts rose and fell beneath the thin
material of her dress. They looked soft and beautiful, he
noticed, licking his lips. Hell, it wouldn’t hurt to look. She
would be out for at least 15 more minutes, if he’d read her
vitals correctly.
He went to the front door of his office
and locked the front door. He took one last look around the
rooms, and closed the door to Anne’s room.
“Well,” he muttered. “What now?” He
wiped his hands on his pants and advanced toward the sleeping
woman. Shaking, he reached out and touched Anne’s left breast.
It was soft and pliable against his hand. Her flesh felt
abnormally warm to his shaking fingers.

He grew suddenly afraid. If those lovely
blue eyes flew open his cushy lifestyle would end in disaster.
It just wasn’t worth it, he decided, withdrawing his hand.
He checked her heartbeat one more time,
then went to the sink to retrieve a wet towel. He slowly wiped
her sleeping face of saliva and blood. What an angel, he thought
to himself. He cupped her chin in his hand and leaned down to kiss
those cherry red lips. Her lips were marshmallow soft. Of
course this was partially due to her relaxed state during
sedation. All muscles turned soft when sedated. Still, it was a
very memorable kiss, even if it was one-sided. He lifted his
lips and turned to look down her sleeping body. He could almost
see her nipples. He had an excellent view of her ample cleavage.
She wore a lifting bra which did wonders for a woman’s
figure.
Unable to resist the temptation, he
lifted the material of her dress, then slid a thumb under her
bra, pulling it up until he could see the wonderful pink nipple.
It was abnormally large. The small pimple-like bumps around the
nipple, betrayed the fact that she had children. He hadn’t been
aware of that. Only breast feeding could give her such distinct
features. Of course, if her husband had half a mind, he would be
breast feeding on a regular basis.
“My God,” he whispered, then quickly
looked back to her sleeping face. It was still asleep. He took
his stethoscope and checked her heart once more. He watched the
rise and fall of her breast. She was still well sedated. She
had fifteen or twenty minutes of sleep left. He started to turn
and leave the office, but his curiosity wouldn’t allow that. He
just had to look. Any man who was a man, would have to look.
Dr. Hyde hurried down to the foot of the
chair. His skin prickled on the back of his neck, he could feel
a thousand eyes watching him. It was his imagination, of course,
three were no windows in the office. Taking a deep breath, he
reached down and folded back the hem of her dress. Folding it
several more times reveled a silvery pair of slender panties
which looked like they belonged to a fifteen year old girl. They
hardly fit her, but it must have been the fashion. It was a
thong, if he remembered right. Yes, that was it. It looked
wonderful on her, but this one was pinched between the lips of
her pussy. He looked for several minutes. His cock was raging
hard, his hands shook like a schoolboy’s. He wanted to touch
those dark, magnificent lips so badly. But he was so afraid. If
he went that far…
“Mrs. Page you have a lovely pussy,” he
half sang, and half mumbled, taking the tune from a beatles song
and mangling it beyond all repair. He looked at her long slender
legs, now fully revealed. She had the most amazing body he had
ever seen, and as Sunnie had observed, he had seen many. Of
course he didn’t fuck every woman he ever dated, but he did fuck
most of them. None were even close to Anne.
“Oh shit, what am I doing?” he gasped,
looking at the sweetest pair of legs on earth, which ended in an
absolutely perfect blonde pussy. He leaned closer and inspected
the wrinkled lips of her pussy. She was shaved, which left a
dark area around her pussy. The only actual hair was far above
it. He knew this was the fashion too, it allowed a woman to wear
a bikini. He hesitated only a moment, before he reached out and
lifted her thong out of her pussy. It looked delicious, and Dr.
Hyde was a firm believer in eating pussy. It was the only form
of foreplay he enjoyed. He wasn’t big on kissing, but he loved
to eat a good pussy. And she certainly had a good one. He
leaned closer and sniffed.
“Oh my God,” he whispered. Suddenly he
remembered Sunnie’s words, and his conversation. He saw himself
with his nose in a patient’s pussy, as if he was seeing it from
outside of himself. What the hell was he doing? his mind
screamed at him.
He pried open her pussy lips with his
thumb and looked inside. There was half an inch between her clit
and the top of her pussy. The pee hole was located between the
clit, and the vulva itself. He had not noticed that before. Now
that he thought of it, he had always believed that a woman peed
from their clit, since it looked like a small cock.

Her aroma was delicious, exactly as it
should be. It was all he would expect from the pussy of a
healthy young woman.
He pried open her vulva and found it to
be juicy. In fear he looked up at her face, then her slowly
moving chest. She was still asleep, but turned on all the same.
Was she having a wet dream? No, patients didn’t dream under
heavy sedation. She must be unconsciously reacting to him.
Dr. Hyde sniffed again, then felt his
lips being magnetically drawn to the glorious blonde pussy. The
first contact was electrifying. He felt an electric shock
through his lips, or maybe it was his imagination. He kissed
them again. Her pussy was so warm. He sucked it gently, then
opened her lips and licked her liberally. He half expected her
to moan, but she didn’t. She didn’t move at all.
Dr. Hyde licked his lips in appreciation.
He was shaking so badly that it was hard to hold her pussy open.
He pushed the thong aside. It slid into the crevice between her
leg and her body. He concentrate on her magnificent womanhood.
God, what a beautiful woman, he thought to himself. He no longer
asked himself what he was doing, or why, it was beyond his
control. He would eat her sweet sleeping pussy and be thankful
for the opportunity. Starting now.
He gently pried her legs open, spreading
her knees, and laying one foot on the floor to make room for his
body. He leaned on the hard cushion inside his dental chair and
moved around until he was comfortable. Anne’s pussy was pressing
against his nose.
He lunged forward and engulfed her pussy
with his open mouth. She tasted so delicious. She must have
taken a bath just before she arrived, or used a douche. Maybe
she anticipated his breech of protocol. Maybe she didn’t mind,
he thought, trying to assuage his conscience.
He slid his tongue up inside her and
wiggled it. He then slid it in and out, tongue fucking her while
sucking gently. He got a wonderful abundance of curiously
flavored juices, which he savored, then swallowed. His eager
tongue flashed through her sleeping pussy lips, finding every bit
of sweet flavored moisture. He had eaten over a hundred women,
but Anne was unique. She was sweet and flavorful, where other
woman had been slimy and a bit fishy, in some cases. Anne was
wonderful.
“Uhm, yes,” he heard her say in a sleepy
voice. He licked her diligently for a moment, then remembered in
horror that she shouldn’t be moaning. She should be sleeping.
He jerked away in horror and looked up at her face. It was
sleeping, but animated. She was licking her lips. Her closed
eyes were fluttering rapidly.
Dr. Hyde pulled her thong back into place
and closed her legs gently. He rolled down her dress and brushed
it so it looked more natural. In haste, he bolted around the
chair and hurried to the restroom. He closed the door and locked
it, before dropping his pants. He took his penis in hand and
began stroking it. He could still taste Anne’s unique flavor on
is lips. He held his hand to his nose, sniffing Anne’s scent,
where her pussy juice had run down it. He flailed at his cock
with a desperate fist, with visions of Anne’s sweet pussy in his
mind. He visualized her open legs and the dark skin around her
pussy. He remembered the golden gleam of her crotch, in the
harsh neon lights of his office. She somehow sunbathed nude, he
realized, remembering the uniform area around her pussy, where
not one tan line marred it’s heavenly surface.

Moaning in anticipation, he felt his ball
churning with a liquid heat. He stiffened and moved faster as
his orgasm neared. In sudden passion, he clamped his hand down
around his cock, then jerked spasmasticaly as his cum began
spurting from the end, and into the toilet. He gasped, trying
not to shout, until his cock finally stilled and began to wilt.
He pulled out a handful of paper towels, wet them and washed his
cock. He pulled his pants back up and washed his hands, then
hurried to the front door and unlocked it. A quick check of the
parking lot showed only his car and Mrs. Page. He sighed in
relief.
Whistling happily, he went back to the
examination room, to see Anne feeling her pussy. She looked up
in embarassment and closed her legs. Dr. Hyde could only watch
in horror, waiting for the accusations.
“I’m sorry,” she said, coloring. “I made
love to my husband just before I came here, and I can still feel
the effects,” she whispered in embarassment.
Dr. Hyde nodded in relief, then his eyes
bugged out as he remembered Anne’s strange taste. Now he knew
why it tasted so strange. He grabbed his throat and turned
quickly, running from the office. He made it back to the
bathroom just in time. He vomited for several minutes. He
stood, feeling miserable. The memory of her words made him begin
vomiting all over again.
He finished, washed his face and took a
drink of water. Trying to compose himself he returned.
“Are you alright?” she asked in
concern.
“Oh sure, I’m fine. Just a touch of the
flu.”
“I thought you were gay,” she said with a
nervous laugh. “You ran out when I mentioned… well never mind.
Do I need another appointment.”
“No, you’ve had quite enough,” he said,
trying not to vomit again. She nodded, brushed her dress down
and left with the click of her high heels echoing out of the
building.

“I will never eat another pussy again,”
he swore as he angrily tossed dental instruments into the
stainless steal sink. “Never!”

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