Feature Writer: Harry Lime
Feature Title: The Cover of Darkness
Published: 19.03.2019 / Copyright© 2018 by harry lime
Story Codes: Ma/Fa, Consensual, BiSexual, Fiction, Anal Sex, Cream Pie, First, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Squirting, Clergy, Doctor/Nurse, Size
Synopsis: Daylight is a mortal danger to Mary as she is afflicted by “Dracula Syndrome”. Thus, she lives by night and her life revolves around nocturnal happenings. That doesn’t mean she is a bad girl, she just seems to get into trouble a whole lot easier than normal girls her age.
The Cover of Darkness
Mary Connor hated her nickname of “Midnight Mary” because it insinuated she was the sort of girl that liked to get down and dirty with those things that went bump in the night and which invariably caused innocent-looking girls to get tagged with terrible reputations.
She certainly didn’t think it was fair for people to jump to conclusions about her moral character just because she seldom went out of the house in daylight hours and really didn’t come alive until after the sun had set over the horizon. To be sure, there were a lot of young girls with that sort of lifestyle and most of them were free and easy in dishing out sensual favors to almost any person of the other gender that was forward enough to ask them for instant gratification. Mary knew that she was not of that ilk and in point of fact, she was still unpopped cherry wise despite several close calls that ended in oral favors being granted to keep her panties in place until the next up close and personal joust with a horny young boy.
The truth of the matter was that Mary was diagnosed at the tender age of eighteen with an affliction that made exposure to the sun mortally dangerous under any circumstance.
The doctors were certain it could be cured, but that it would take years of medications to change her basic DNA to allow her to live her life like a normal human being. The disease was jokingly referred to as the “Dracula Syndrome”, but to Mary, it was not in the least bit funny.
Mary’s budding breasts had recently come alive in heavy duty sessions of foreplay that involved serious sucking of the sensitive nipples. It surprised her that she loved the attention so much that she deviously arranged scenarios with her bare boobs offered like a sacrifice for her partner’s pleasure. She had originally tested her reactions out with some rather close female friends that relied on reciprocal arrangements to keep their stress levels down and were reassuringly discreet in keeping closed lips when queried about Mary’s preferences.
When she graduated to male ministrations with regard to arousing her perky breasts to a state of below the waistline agitation, Mary simply pretended it was all a boring fad and carefully hid her system shattering orgasm from her male admirers. Eventually, she did reveal her happy ending release to a couple of more mature young lads and was dismayed when they tried to use that weakness to their advantage in guiding her to a final “popping of the cherry” celebration in the dead of night.
Her primary care doctor was a University trained expert in internal medicine. His name was Doctor Lippman and he liked to give her the type of physical examinations that insured she had no difficulties in her vaginal, anal or oral tracts that might prevent her from complete satisfaction at the time of copulation.
He had spoken to her recently about her late blooming efforts to lose her unwanted cherry.
It was most embarrassing to Mary because Doctor Lippman was one of those middle-aged men with skilled hands that never failed to arouse her to a level of orgasm and he seemed to know instinctively that she truly enjoyed his anal examinations above all else. In fact, he suggested to her that a bit of anal enjoyment would go a long way in helping to ease the opening of her vaginal portal sooner rather than later.
She tended to agree with his point of view because when he rubbed his thick shaft inside her gaped cheeks Mary could feel the tingle right up next to her clitoris in a way that signaled her orgasm was soon to follow. She had no doubt that the sensation of a fat prick sliding deep inside gut from the other end would prompt her vagina to pulsate and invite the Doctor to address her cherry problem shortly after he filled her bottom with his learned spunk.
His examining room was totally white and sterile from floor to ceiling.
His nurse was a girl in her late thirties called Lucy. The juicy Lucy had confided in Mary that the doctor would “give it” to her every now and then just to keep her on her toes and that he had forbidden her from wearing any undies whenever she was on duty. Mary found this tidbit of information so disturbing that she ran to the ladies room and rubbed her clitoris until she spurted some female liquids right on the spotless commode. She wiped it all clean but the scent of her sex was still present and she hoped the doctor would inhale her essence deep to help make his business a little bit stiffer for her examination.
She was face up with her legs in the metal cups holding them up high exposing her cunny and her brown eye to his “inches away” inspection. Doctor Lippman probed her with his little smooth shaft that was shaped in the form of a fat penis with a slight bulge at the tip. He was pushing the rounded bulge against her tight little sphincter and she wanted to shout out,
“Stick it all the way in, please, Doctor!”
He thought she was being shy when she covered her eyes but Mary was just trying to hide her absolute appreciation for the good Doctor’s efforts in bringing her the satisfaction she needed to complete her transition to a fully-qualified woman.
“Oh, God, it’s inside me!”
Mary gasped those words out when the Doctor’s probe defeated her sphincter and slid up deep inside her rectal channel with consummate authority. She stifled a groan and hoped her silly cunt would not choose that moment to explode with spurts of female juices and spoil her joyful moment.
The Doctor slowly pulled the probe out and replaced it with no less than two of his fingers working them in little circles silently widening her anal opening for the introduction of his pre-cum dripping cock. She looked at the huge thing and shivered a little in fear of being stretched beyond her capacity in her anal passage. Mary was certain her cunt could handle the thing because she was a bit more flexible down there. Her ass was another story because she had seldom fooled around with her tiny opening.
She knew most boys wanted to stick their business in back there.
The reasons for that fixation were hidden from her sense of logic because she had generally thought her ass was a dirty place and that she didn’t want anyone to see her back there when her panties were down.
It was a young eighteen year old Hispanic boy that changed her mind about all that.
He stuck his long pointed tongue inside her brown eye so fast that she couldn’t believe he was wiggling around inside her like some snake that had invaded her most private place whilst she was sleeping. He licked her in every neglected corner and soon she was crying real tears of joy as he opened her insides in a way that she had never thought possible.
After that session, Mary was much more welcoming to those times when any partner evidenced a desire to take oral liberties with her below the waistline secret garden.
Now, when her handsome primary care physician told her to bend over the examination table, she didn’t hesitate to drop her undies and wait patiently for him to knock of her vaginal door with his big boy solution to her “want to lose that cherry blues”.
At first, she thought it was his finger probing her with such tender gentleness and was surprised to see both of his hands on the table right in front of her face. That meant that the thick long shaft in her cunt was actually his man tool and he seemed determined to plumb her depths without any negotiation about how deep he was going to bury his business.
Suddenly, Mary had a case of the butterfly jitters in the pit of her tummy and she wanted him out of her secret garden or at least just barely at the edge to make her feel good without complete surrender. That all went out the window when he grabbed hold of her long dark hair and pulled her head back at the same time he buried his dick right up to the far wall of her vagina. Her decimated hymen was in shreds and in a way she was relieved the entire affair was concluded without further drama.
The momentary pain passed quickly and she took his weight on her buttocks like a good little girl and even thanked him for fucking her nice and hard. She knew it was a slutty thing to say but she really meant it and her gratitude extended to a full blown “down her throat” suck job after he recovered his full sexual energy.
His assistant, a young physician’s assistant called Randy completed her around the world experience with a hard pounding up her backside that she kept in her memory bank a long time remembering the flood of creamy spunk that ran down the inside of her legs all the way home on the bus standing right in front of priest that could both see and smell her sins without hearing her confession.
Mary got a job on the night shift at an upscale assisted living facility with Doctor Lippman’s excellent recommendation. It was perfect for her because she was able to go straight home after her shift and lower the shades in her bedroom before the sun came up and sleep almost to mid-afternoon. After that she was able to find things to do around the house until it came time for her to head out to the job at the assisted living facility shortly after the sun disappeared behind the mountain to the west.
Her mother’s live-in companion Reggie took great pains to cultivate her for late afternoon blow jobs and she didn’t mind getting on her knees for him because he took good care of her mom and his cock was delicious enough that she usually swallowed his stuff to get rid of the evidence right on the spot. She was always afraid of getting caught by her mom because her male friend was known to be addicted to younger women and was seeing a sex therapist to get such silly thoughts out of his system. Besides, he generally reciprocated her oral efforts with his own carpet munching sessions that never failed to bring her to a point of no return in shuddering multiple orgasms.
Actually, it was her experience with Reggie that led her to try on a couple of the older residents at her job just to see if they could scratch her itch as good as he could with very little persuasion.
The first one was a retired cop and she liked the way he made her put her hands on the wall and let him explore her anal passageway with his humiliating fingers. Sometimes, he pulled his old handcuffs out of the closet and snapped them on her wrists at the corners of his bed.
She was frightened then because he didn’t smile and slapped her buttocks so hard that she could see his fingermarks all over her skin. It wasn’t that he hurt her because it was more pleasure than pain but she was worried that he might lose it and really treat her like some criminal in need of a good lesson.
In a way, she felt a bit sorry for him because his wife of almost thirty years had died before he went into the assisted living center and he was the sort of prick that needed constant close contact with pussy to keep him interested in life. She didn’t mind helping to fill that void in his lifestyle because the old dames in the place were more interested in gossip and bingo than in taking care of a horny dick in the nocturnal hours.
The second guy was some sort of reverend. He was not a priest like with a vow of chastity because he still had a picture of his two children on the dresser next to his bed. He was a real odd character because he wanted her to spank him and push her little pinky up his backside in a really dirty way telling him he was a bad boy and needed to be punished.
She wondered what sort of married life he had with his wife but she suspected his old lady kept him on his toes and there was no danger of him fooling around with any other women as long as she remained in charge. He was always reading a Bible and she respected that and liked the fact that he read it to himself and he never attempted to convert her to a “born again” life. That would have been real weird because she kind of liked stroking his little pecker and giving him the pinky in his backside. It made her feel like she was the one in charge and it was a strange feeling for her and one that confused her submissive soul.
THE END