Unwanted attention - Chapter 16 - Sex Stories

Unwanted attention - Chapter 16

... motions while still sucking the last drops of semen off my other hand. I couldn’t help it anymore. My hand was just rubbing my slippery pussy fast and hard and within seconds I came right there in front of the mirror. My knees fell week and I just got down on the floor, still rubbing myself while my orgasm subsided. I was still in front of the mirror so I got a full look at myself. I hated what I saw. What was wrong with me ?! Why did I just do this? It wasn’t arousing by any means. I hated the little bastard, I didn’t want to’ touch him and I wanted to run and wash my hands as soon as he ejaculated on me. But instead what do I do? I smell his semen on my fingers, I lick it, suck it, swallow all of it and masturbate in front of my mirror until I cum so hard that I can’t even stand up anymore. I had to take my mind off what just happened, so I got up to go to the bathroom and wash myself and probably throw this shirt in the trash so I wouldn’t have to see it ever again. As I got up my phone rang. I picked it up and looked to see who it was. I was really in no mood to talk to anyone. To my surprise it was Dr. Carter. I froze. Then realizing that I had no other option I reluctantly answered. “Hello…” -“Hello Jasmine, its me. How are you today ?” Silence... -“Jasmine, are you still there?” “Amm..., yes, I’m here, just wasn’t expecting a call from you, that’s all…” -“Well, I just wanted to see how you were, and to let you know that I just got off the phone with your mother. We ...

... talked about how well your therapy is going and she was very happy to hear that. Then I asked her if it would be alright if I took you to a special meeting for victims of abuse that is being held this evening by one of the best doctors in the field. She was thrilled that I was able to get you in and that I will be going to it with you, as support. “ I didn’t say a word. My hands started shaking as I knew this would not be good news for me. -“Jasmine, are you listening?” “Yes, I’m here.” I cleared my throat a bit… -“So my dear, why don’t you get yourself ready and I will be picking you up around 6PM. You may wear whatever you like.” “OK” was all I said and then hung up the phone. What was it going to be this time? What exactly did he have planned for me? All these thoughts were flooding my mind, but I couldn’t let them get the best of me, so I went to the bathroom like I originally intended. I remembered to bring my bathrobe with me so I can get rid of this shirt. I stepped in the bathroom and immediately got undressed, which wasn’t hard since I only had one article of clothing on. Then I stepped in the shower and turned the water on. I just stood there letting gravity do most of the work. I didn’t really feel like washing, which is to say I didn’t feel like touching my body. Not after what my body made me do earlier. Eventually I started washing all over and got myself really clean, at least on the outside anyway… After I got out, I just started putting on some light makeup and ...