Fucked Married Dr. Pallavi In Her Clinic
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Hello readers, this is JP from Mangalore. Sorry for the delay. Now that I am back, let’s continue with the story of a married Indian girl Dr. Pallavi. I always say the stories posted here may be real or fake, it’s up to the readers to decide. Let’s begin from where I stopped last time. I was on my way back home when I remembered that I had not taken her number. I head back to her place but it was late. Her family was back and I could not do anything. I drove off back to my place. Life moved on. I was back in Bangalore and occupied with work. Days passed and it was almost two months. I barely remember the things that happened between me and Dr. Pallavi. But strangely, things had not yet finished with this married Indian girl. It happened one Friday. I was browsing some details for work. A pop-up got pressed non-intentionally. This led me to a webpage, “Find doctors.” It was a newly launched webpage. There was a search button there with columns that had to be filled. I was curious. I filled the columns and pressed the search button. A list of 20 doctors with photos and names popped up on the screen. Without much interest, I scrolled to the second page and then to the third page. I was about to close the page when I noticed a familiar face and the name read Dr. Pallavi! I clicked on the name and selected more options. The webpage opened with all the details that I needed. I got her clinic address and number. I immediately dialed that number which was picked up by her assistant/receptionist. She told me that appointments were booked for the day and to call the next morning to make an appointment for the next day. According to the webpage, the doctor was available only till noon on Saturdays and Sundays was an off day. The next morning I tried again to book an appointment but got the same excuse. I was desperate to meet her and so I somehow convinced the assistant on the phone. On request, she discussed with the doctor and I got an appointment as the last patient for the day. I was in the clinic 10 minutes before noon on a Saturday. Three people were waiting before me, while I was the last patient. The doctor’s assistant was roaming in and out of the cabin and attending to the phone calls at the receptionist’s desk. Two patients left after their turn and I waited for my turn for more than 30 minutes. The assistant was about to leave so I asked her about the doctor’s leaving time. She informed me that doctor will leave only after attending all her appointments. At last, it was my turn and there was no one except me and the doctor. As the last person left, I entered the cabin and there she was my married doctor sitting on a chair. She was wearing a black, half-sleeve shirt, tugged inside creamy leggings. Her hair was tied into a pony-tail and her glasses stuck over her forehead. A white doctor’s coat hung on the chair. She told me to sit while her head was down scribbling something in a book. After a few minutes, she closed the book saying “What pro ..,” and stopped her sentence mid-way looking at me with a surprised expression. Me: Hi! Dr. Pallavi: Wha..what are you doing here? How? Why? (She was in a totally confused state). She got a phone call. She got tense. Maybe it was Vikas, her husband. I heard her saying that she got patients to attend to and told the caller not to wait for lunch. She continued with some other talks and lastly, I heard this, “Will reach as soon as I finish here and there is no need to come here to the clinic.” She ended her call with a bye. Dr. Pallavi: Why are you here? Me: Last time I could not get your number Pallavi. So I am here to get it (I said this jokingly). Dr. Pallavi: Seriously! Is that what you expect me to believe? (There was a seriousness in her tone. I needed some better explanation to convince her). Me: Pallavi, I came here to treat my lower abdomen problem. Dr. Pallavi: If that is the case, please go and lie on the examination table and I will check on it right away. The table was kept on the right side corner of the cabin with curtains to cover that area. I got up and went to lie on it. She followed me with a stethoscope in her hand. She asked: So, what is the problem? Me: It pains near the lower part of my abdomen doctor. Dr. Pallavi: Ok pull your shirt up and tell me where it pains. (She put her hand over my stomach and pressed softly. It sent a chill down my spine and it made my cock rise). Me: Not there. A bit lower, doctor (she moved her fingers a little lower). Dr. Pallavi: Here? Pallavi kept repeating the same again and again as she went lower, till her fingers touched my pants. But I told her it was still lower. My bulge was big enough now to be noticed. She moved her fingers down over my bulge and pressed it with soft hands. Me: Yes. This is the spot it pains. It needs to be treated before it gets worse. Dr. Pallavi: Stop this nonsense. I am not an idiot. You may have fooled me two times and it was my mistake. But it won’t happen again. (Her words may sound like she didn’t want this to happen but I knew she wanted this to happen). Pallavi removed her hand but I swiftly grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards me. She did not fall on me, instead, her hand was on my chest which kept a distance between us. But our eyes met each other. We stared at each other for a few minutes. Then she got back to her senses and pulled her wrist out from my grip. She went back to her desk. Her breathing was heavy. I stepped out of the bed. I went straight towards her and hugged her from behind. She bent a little and kept her hands on the desk for support due to this sudden, fast movement. I had one hand on her stomach and another one was near her neck just a little above her breasts. I spooned Pallavi hard and my cock was poking her ass crack. After a minute or so I moved my hand and unbuttoned her above two buttons. She was shivering as I put my hand inside her shirt and grabbed one of her breasts over the bra. I kissed her neckline and moved on kissing her ear lobe. I started to unbutton her shirt from below with one hand still fondling her breasts one by one. I pulled her shirt down with both my hands slowly, while still kissing her neckline along with her mangalsutra. That movement was intense. She didn’t resist what I was doing neither did she respond. Then I kissed her shoulder and then slipped off her left bra strap. I moved my hands underneath brushing her breasts and unhooked her dark, blue padded bra from the front. I removed it and threw it on the chair. She was top-less. I put my hands on her again and pulled her nipples with two fingers. A moan skipped her mouth. I twisted, pinched, and played with it, and moans escaped here and there. I turned her around. I pulled off my old blue t-shirt and we both were half-naked. The mangalsutra was hanging between her breasts. I held her face and kissed her on the lips.  Pallavi didn’t respond. Then I pulled her chin up to see her face. I think she was again in a confused state. I tried to kiss her again. She moved her head sideways trying to avoid my kiss. Dr. Pallavi: Please stop this. I am married. I shouldn’t cheat on my husband. Please move away from me. Me: You are not cheating on your husband. I am your husband. Dr. Pallavi: Are you mad? What are you saying? My husband is Vikas. Me: Yaa, Vikas is your first. I am your second. Dr. Pallavi: It doesn’t make you my husband if we had sex. Me: No, we are married. Last time we met, I put this mangalsutra on you. See this. I picked up the mangalsutra in between my teeth and showed it to her. For a few seconds, the married lady doctor went blank. Then she put forward her face and lip-locked me with the mangalsutra in between! Our tongues played with each other. Mixed saliva was flowing out over the mangalsutra. My hands moved from her face to her breasts and played with those for some time. Then I moved to her hips and bareback. I placed my hands on her butt. Slowly, I lifted her and made her sit on the desk. I broke the kiss and moved to suckle on her breasts while caressing her back. I moved down to taste the married girl’s deep navel. She was moaning all the time. I removed her heels. I stripped her leggings along with her panty and removed them. Then I kissed her from toe to her vertical lips without sparing an inch. I widened her legs and put my tongue in her pussy. It was wet. I ate the aroused lady doctor’s pussy till she got her first orgasm. She ejaculated into my mouth and I drank all her fluids. After cleaning her pussy with my tongue, I sat back on the chair. Pallavi was breathing restlessly still she came down kneeling in front of me. She said something that stunned me, Dr. Pallavi: It is time to return the favor. Me: I thought you didn’t like to do it. Last time you didn’t want to do it. Dr. Pallavi: Last time I wasn’t ready for new things. Now, I want to try new things with my husband. She smiled and unzipped my pant. She then released my cock out from my undies. It was dripping with precum. She was holding it with two fingers and touched the tip with another finger. Pallavi brought her face nearer to it and stared at it with hesitation. She took a deep breath and licked it. Then she closed her eyes and opened her mouth. She was taking too much time to give me a blowjob and this was getting too much for me to handle. I held her head with both hands and pushed her down. In a single movement, my throbbing dick was fully in her mouth. She gagged and opened her eyes wide. Then I made her move up and down still holding her head. For more than 5 minutes, this continued. Her saliva was all over my pants. I moved my hands to strip off my pants. She got off my cock coughing and stood up wiping sticky stuff from her face. I was not done yet. I pulled her and made her sit over my dick. It slid into her love-hole. She sat like that for a while and held her legs up. With the support of the chair arms, she humped my cock giving fine strokes. My cock was moving in and out and was gripped by her inner muscles. After some time she was tired and could not move. I lifted her and placed her on the desk. Then I covered her mouth to suppress her loud moans with one hand and my other hand was playing with her hard nipples. I pounded her hard for some time and then slowed down. After a few more strong strokes, we both were ready to climax. I stopped humping and looked at her face. I moved down to her face and gave her a passionate kiss. We smooched for more than 10 minutes. I wanted it to last for a long time. But she was desperate to end this session. With all her might, the married doctor pushed from below which was strong enough for both of us to cum together. After emptying my cum, I stayed in her pussy for some time and then stood up. Slowly my dick had become limp and I pulled out. We both were sweaty and exhausted. I sat on the chair for a while. She pulled up and sat on the desk itself. After everything became normal, she looked at me and smiled. We wore our clothes, but she put on my t-shirt and I put on her shirt. She smiled again, came towards me, and kissed me on my cheeks. I kissed her forehead and chin. Dr. Pallavi: I never got to know your name. Me: It is ‘JP’, your second husband. And I never got your number. She laughed aloud at this and kissed me on my lips again. She gave me her number. It was 3:40 pm already and her first husband would be waiting. So, we left the building with a good hug. We drove our vehicles and went our way. > This is the end of this part. I will share more encounters with her and would write down new ones soon. Any girls or ladies > interested, please drop a mail. > > Readers send your feedback to [email protected] > > Thanks for your support.