“Congratulations Adam! We’d like to offer you the position!”

That was a week ago after a job interview concluded for an intern/student position at a hospital in Sydney specialising in drug rehab and sex therapy. I was a med student, focusing on the area of psychology. I was the model student in many ways. My grades were always first class, with a 4.0 GPA. I am sporty, athletic and fit. But at 19, I still never had a girlfriend and still never kissed a girl, much to my mate’s amusement.

The first few days on the job were routine admin stuff, just to get me started. While I would have felt more comfortable assisting drug addicted patients in the drug rehab program, I was told that I am going to assist in the sex rehab wing, helping people who had sex problems. The first week would be training exercises so I knew what I was doing and then I’d conduct tests and the like by myself.

The group sessions I watched over were pretty routine, talk about your problems discussion. The doctor mentoring me simply tried to focus on the ‘why’, ‘why do you have this problem?’ And using these problems to come up with a solution. Patients at the hospital were almost all guys, maybe only 10% were actually females.

The first few group discussions I led were quite routine. Most of them also looked like drug addicts so it was hard to not focus on that as well. Some of their stories made me quite sad. A guy who was sexually assaulted as a child built a lust for rape while a women, dental assistant told of her sex escapades in the dentists office.

As I was preparing for my 3rd group discussion, 4 guys trickled in and sat down. We were still waiting for one more person but I decided to start as I was already overtime. As soon as I began, a female walked in, wearing a hoodie and tights as pants, guys fixed on her as she sat down.

“Shit” I heard a guy mumble to himself.”

“And your name is?” I asked.

“Sorry I’m late Adam, I’m Michelle.”

Another guy felt he had seen her before. “Aren’t you the gal from channel 2? The newsreader!” I too recognised her. I had a personal folder on my computer dedicated to “Michelle Kelly.”

“Yes, that is me.”

Michelle could almost be described as a Kardashian. She was known for wearing revealing shirts and dresses on air, showing off most of her nice round soft tits and while she stood and read the weather report, her full round butt on full display. Facebook would go into meltdown when she would post pics of herself in a bikini. She was also a known party girl, with guys often trying to get with her but famously, she was always single.

“So Michelle, why are you here?”

“A judge made me. He thinks I have a sex problem.”

“What did you do? If you don’t mind.”

“Blew a underage guy”

The other guys were shocked. “What a lucky guy. Can you blow me?” One guy said.

Her face,slightly covered in light freckles smiled. She brushed through her hair like what she just said was no big deal and also winked at me. Her seductiveness had an immediate impact on me, but I got through the discussion, and the next few without revealing my horniness. This wasn’t helped by Michelle continuing to eye me off, wearing ridiculously tight dresses.

In our 4th discussion, she wore an unbelievable tight bright orange dress, her full ass and shape of her breats on display. Guys stared at it as she walked in and I stared at it as she walked out, As I was following her from behind out of the room.

When her got to the door, the guys had left but instead of leaving, she shut the door and turned to me.

“Sorry, i just want to say something.” She extended her hand for a handshake. It was as if she was saying thanks for the session. But when I went to shake it, she pulled me
, jerking my body towards her, planting my hands on her smooth butt along her dress.

“Spank me Adam” I hesitated. “What?”

She planted a huge kiss on me, use her tongue to full effect.

“Fucking slap me!” I spanked her but she urged me to go harder. And I did. Every spank on her left buttcheek emitting a small moan from Michelle. After around 10 spanks her turned to face the door, pointed her ass towards me and lofted her dress so reveal her red butt.

“Fuck me. Put. Your. Cock. Inside.”

I didn’t need a second invitation from this beauty and I slid my cock into her pink vagina, already raging wet.

“Cmon Adam, fuck me harder. I’ve been desperate for cock.”

I pounded her as hard as u could and also began to unzip her dress before taking it off. She had perfect tanned skin and I caressed her body before cupping her soft natural tits.

“Oh my god.” I muttered as I continued to squeeze her breasts.

“Want to taste my puppies?” Gladly accepting, she turned back around and leant against the door and lifted one of her legs so I had a free passage into her sloppy cunt. My cock entered her again. While I thrusted she moaned, face full of ecstasy. I ate her perky tits and watched them bounce effortlessly as I felt my cum arriving.

“Faster Adam”

The wooden door rocked as I smashed her against it. I couldn’t worry about if people out of the room could hear us. I was focused on my wet cock penetrating this beautiful specimen.

“I’m almost cumming.”

“Me too, fucking pound me.”

The speed of my thrusting and the force of my dick entering in and out of her was a sight to behold. As the point of no return arrived, i fucked her even faster.

“YES ADAM! OHHHHH. FUUUUCK OHHH MY GOD.”

As she came, she vibrated violently before she embraced my lips and began to French kiss me, saliva aplenty. Her sweet taste was enough and I unloaded a huge load into get tight pussy, every bout of cum welcomed by a massive thrust into her vagina. As she panted and I rested, I continued to lick and suck her nipples before she brought me back up to her face.

“Thanks, I want more soon.” She winked and kissed again, and then went to retrieve her dress, my now soft cock just slipping out of her cunt.

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Part 2 coming soon

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