Priapism - A Story  

SunneyOne 43F
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8/23/2005 12:29 pm

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Priapism - A Story


“Priapism is defined as the occurrence of any persistent erection for more than four hours duration in the absence of sexual stimulation. Priapism is named after Priapus, the Greek god of fertility, and the son of Aphrodite, the goddess of love. He was apparently an ugly, satyr-like man with enormous genitalia. According to the story, Priapus had a huge tongue, a fat belly, and his penis was so large that he was restricted to the position of scarecrow in the fields.”

This was what the doctor told the man after his examination in the emergency room. It did not help that he thought she was sex on wheels beneath that seemingly cool exterior. The way she arched her eyebrow, the serious look on her face while she examined his rock hard cock, her soft wet lips just inches away. If this didn’t hurt so badly, he’d thrust his hips towards her mouth right now, perfect Revlon lipstick be damned.

She ran one latex covered finger around the shaft, causing it to jump and bob over her hand. “This will require immediate intervention and treatment. If we are unable to control your erection, it is possible you would lose your penis.”

“Jesus Christ!! I’ll do anything, just don’t let my prick rot off for chrissakes, doctor!”

“Hmm, yes. You will have to do exactly as I say. My methods may seem a bit unconventional, and may be painful, but in the end, you will retain function and perhaps a bit extra.” All he could think about was her mouth as she said “in the end”. She admitted him to a private room at the end of the hallway, a good distance away from other patients. He noticed as they wheeled him up on the gurney that the doors all locked, required special card keys, and the beds had restraints.

“Doctor, where are we going?” She explained that she was admitting him to the psychiatric ward so that she could monitor him closely, and also to prevent the noise from disturbing other patients. He was alarmed at the thought of what noise that would be, but the aching in his cock and balls kept him quiet. She dismissed the orderlies as soon as he was transferred to the bed in his room. He watched her walk to the door, her lab coat swishing at her ass, her heels clicking on the tile. She shut and locked the door and returned to his bedside.

“Now, Sir, I am going to have to restrain you and begin treatment. I would appreciate your cooperation, though I do not require it for my methods to be successful. If you need to scream, you may, no one will hear you. The first thing we will try is some local anesthetic.”

She cuffed his arms to the bed at his sides, his ankles to the foot. He breathed faster and blushed as she deftly removed the sheet which was tented over his cock and arched her brow at his raging monster of a cock. He watched her pull on latex gloves with a snap and almost moaned. She took a spray bottle from the tray and began spraying a fine mist of slightly mint scented anesthetic on his cock. He felt the cold like pin pricks and waited, hoping for some numbing from the liquid. “Doctor, it doesn’t seem to be working.”

“I am not surprised. I have not worked it into the tissue yet, Sir. Just lie still.” Her gloved hand wrapped around his cock, fingers unable to get all the way around it and she proceeded to stroke him, massaging his manmeat with her fingers, twisting, pumping it up and down. If the anesthetic was numbing anything, he couldn’t feel it. Instead, he felt as if he were on the brink of an orgasm, but unable to get there. Her brow furrowed with concentration as she deftly stroked his cock, spraying it with anesthetic now and then. Her lab coat had fallen open in the front, and he could see the swell of her generous breasts at the V of her blouse. He watched the bouncing of her tit as she gave him a handjob and imagined her on top of him, those magnificent breasts heaving and bouncing as his cock pounded her. He groaned in pain, unable to stop.

She looked displeased as she stopped, removing her gloves. “I see that you are not responding to this treatment. Perhaps you are not concentrating. I will give you some time to get yourself under control.” With that, she turned and walked out, leaving him exposed, his cock waving like a flag in the air. His room had a large glass window looking into what appeared to be an office. He watched as she slammed his door and then entered the office. She glanced in at him and shook her head as a warning when he struggled in his restraints. He did not struggle long when he saw how futile it was.

She took down a medical journal and took her time reading. He wondered when she would come back and looked down at his throbbing member. He whined silently, wishing for relief. It had been over 12 hours already. He tried to sleep but was unable. By the time she came back, he was crampy from laying in bed unable to move, hungry, thirsty and really had to piss. “Doctor, thank God you’re back. I have got to go to the bathroom. Please let me up.”

“Sir, that is not going to be possible in your condition. I have brought a bedpan for you. Use it.” She strapped what looked like a large bottle to his cock, inserting the head into the end. He was horrified. “But, but I can’t, not like this. Come on, this is insane. You can’t do this.”

“Mr. Jones, do not force me to catheterize you. Use the pan as instructed.”

The thought of a catheter terrified him. Worse though was her, watching him strain to piss through a hard cock. When he managed it, she disconnected the pan, cleaned him too efficiently and left again. This time she was no where to be seen. It was dark when she returned, and she turned on a light over his bed. “I’m going to give you a drug to relax you. My hope is that by relaxing the rest of your body, your genitals will soon follow. You will be groggy, and will fall asleep.” She explained this as she inserted an IV. Before she finished, he felt it washing over him and began to drift.

She watched him as he passed out. She waited, checked his pupils, his breathing, until she knew it was safe. And then, she allowed herself to touch his cock. She had never seen one more beautiful, so large, so incredibly hard. She had been wet all day thinking of it. She could have kicked herself for stroking him earlier, but she had been unable to help it. Even now, her clit was throbbing, and she knew she had hours to do something about it before he woke up. She wiggled out of her panties and left them on the floor, hiked her skirt up to her hips and crawled up between his legs on the bed. She sat between his thighs, her legs on either side of his stomach, his hard cock bobbing just over her pussy. She leaned back and began rubbing her cunt, furiously fingering herself. It wasn’t enough, she knew she had to have it. She had to feel it, just once. She knelt on top of him and guided his pole into her pussy. She groaned aloud, never having felt something so hard. It stretched her, unlike anything she had felt before. When it was all the way in, she leaned back and began to diddle her clit. It wasn’t long before her pussy spasmed wildly around his cock and she came hard. She ground down against him and rode out the waves of her lust. When she crawled off him, she was only slightly surprised that he was still sleeping, and his cock was still hard. Carefully, she cleaned all of her juices from him and went to sleep in the chair.

When he woke up, he heard her breathing. The pain in his cock was immense, and if it was possible, it was even harder. He could see the veins throbbing in the shaft. He looked over and saw the doctor sleeping in the chair. Her hair was loose, her face flushed. He imagined her naked and strained against the restraints to try to touch his cock. When the leather creaked, she woke up.

“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?? Do NOT touch yourself. You will only make it worse! How dare you interfere!!”

He was startled at her anger and wished he could back up as she strode over to him. She reached out and grabbed his cock, hard, with her bare hand. “Is this what you want? Do you want to be touched? Well, I know how to fix that!” Her hand was like a vise, but the pain was almost a relief. She let go and slapped his cock. The sting sang through him, but it made his balls boil. She slapped again. His cock bobbed and danced. He whimpered the third time, and this seemed to please her immensely. Her manicured fingers slapped at his balls. He was powerless to protect himself, and for some reason, this was not making him go soft.

“Bad cock, naughty cock stays so hard. You’re a bad man, and you should have this cock punished. I’m going to make it better.” Her slaps rained down on his cock from each side, from the right, backhanded from the left. But still his cock stayed hard. He struggled violently trying to escape her anger but could not. She began to sweat, almost as if she had gone wild. Her eyes were wide, her lips parted and wet. He groaned and started to cry out as the slaps became too much.

“Naughty man. I have something to keep you quiet.” She jerked her skirt to her hips and crawled up onto the bed before he could comprehend. He was about to yell at her to stop when her shaved pussy pressed against his open mouth. Her round ass curved just over his head. No longer caring about the pain in his cock, he began to lick for all he was worth. His tongue lashed her pussy like her hand lashed his cock. She was drooling pussy cream on his face, her tight little hole dripping on his mouth. She bounced on his face, gasping now and then, murmuring to him, “That’s right, Mr. Jones, lick my snatch. Lick it good for doctor. I’m going to make your cock so sensitive, then we’ll take care of this problem. Yes… yes… lick me. I have to have it again.”

He became confused at her mention of ‘again’ but ignored it, focusing instead on slurping up her cunny cream. He sucked her inner lips, one at a time, then the outer ones, then her clit before diving into her pussy and tongue fucking her like mad. He curled his tongue, scooping out her juice, lapping at it like a hungry dog. Her clit grew and he knew she was there. He pressed his chin on it and thrust his tongue inside her when she came, squirting in his mouth.

His cock was on fire, burning from her slaps. She crawled down his body, flipped around to face him and mounted him, burying it in her pussy in one stroke. He felt every millisecond of it, expanded, torturously perfect. She tore open her blouse and took her tits out, pinching and pulling at the nipples for him. Her hips slammed down on his until he was sure he would fill her with his cum, but then, she stopped.

“If you’re gonna cum, you’re going to do it in my ass, Mr. Jones.” She knelt up, grabbed his cock and placed it at her pucker. She sank down slowly, wincing slightly and he growled. He thought to himself, “Fucking doctor bitch, I’ll make her wish she had this cock all the time.” And with that, he thrust up into her ass, filling her with his steel shaft. She squatted on top of his cock and bounced with each thrust, her swollen red pussy drooling down onto his abdomen. He looked back and forth from her pouty pussy to her bouncing tits and proceeded to stretch her ass. She had been so wet, it was enough. His cock was slick with her pussy juices and slid in and out of her ass. As she fucked him, his cock began to stiffen. For a minute, he felt pain like never before, but then… there was that flutter, and he knew he was about to be cured.

He snarled and spoke low to her, “Take it you doctor whore, take my cock in your uppity ass. I’m fucking you like a real man fucks, bitch. You wish you had this hard cock, so work it, take it like you need it, whore.”

She tossed her head back and jammed two fingers into her cunt, finger fucking herself wildly. The action only served to further stroke his cock, and he felt the cum closer. “Oh, Mr. Jones, that’s it, fuck me. I’m your whore. Please please.. cum in my ass, fill me up.” She mewled like a cat and turned her hand, when she began to cum. He felt her cum dribbling out onto his abdomen, saw it covering her hand as she raised it to his mouth. She pressed two fingers into his mouth and as he began to suck, his balls exploded. Cum came rushing through his cock like a fire hose, blasting into her ass with enough force to push her into another orgasm. He grunted, thrusted, and emptied his balls into her until he could barely breath.

Finally, relief. He felt his cock begin to soften before she even let it pop from her ass. She stood up on shaky legs and without a word, unbuckled his restraints. He laid there, basking in the newfound relief in his balls, his cock soft for the first time in 24 hours. She came back with his clothes and a small bottle of pills. She adjusted her lab coat with shaking hands and said, “Next time, don’t wait so long for treatment. Take one of these and call me, immediately. I’ll be right over.”

“Yes, Doctor. And thank you. I feel much better.” He smiled wickedly, pocketed the pills and strolled out, her panties in his pocket.

slim1691000 67M

8/23/2005 3:44 pm

Sunney,
What a great story and so well written that I was righ there. Girl you have one beautiful imagination...as well as a few other things. Thanks for the entertainment....you are my number one blog to watch


SunneyOne 43F

8/23/2005 4:38 pm

Awww, thank you! That's very sweet of you to say. In all honesty, I'm not quite sure of this story. It isn't typical of me, or of my usual stories as far as that goes. I very nearly deleted it, but figured I'd leave it and just see what kind of comments it got.


LarvaValvePeers 46M

8/23/2005 8:45 pm

i would say that this one is a keeper, its a very good story . not like the others but no less entertaining than the others , so i would have to say its a good thing you didnt delete it . i give it a nine and a half on the spank-o-meter .


SunneyOne 43F

8/24/2005 3:53 am

DC - Thank you. As for the 9.5... we'll see about that later.


HughJarse2000 47M

8/24/2005 4:50 am

I find it deplorable that you would openly mock my condition in this manner !

I had a fiancee from St Pete's FLA when I was 20 yrs old. Gee if she'd been half as naughty a girl as you she might even have made a husband out of me !!

Love your work
Hugh x


SunneyOne 43F

8/24/2005 8:11 am

Hey there, Hugh. Thank you for the compliment. As for mocking your condition...well... you should get treatment. *smirk*


overworkedloon 56M
400 posts
8/24/2005 8:42 am

I only know one Praipism story.

A man walks into a pharmacy and asks the woman behind the counter if he can talk to the pharmacist. The woman replies that she is a pharmacist. He says, "Could I speak to a male pharmacist, please?" She replies. "I happen to be a fully licensed and qualified pharmacist. As a matter of fact my sister, who is also a pharmacist, and I own this place and anything you can ask a male pharmacist I can answer." He says, "Well, OK. I have this problem and I don't know how to explain it so I guess I'll show it to you." Whereupon he unzips his fly and plops a huge erection on the counter. He says, "It's been like this for 2 days. What can you give me for it?" She tells him to hang on for a minute and she will consult with her sister and disappears into the back room. A short time later her and her sister reappear and she says, "After consulting with my sister we've decided we can give you $500 and 1/4 interest in the pharmacy."


SunneyOne 43F

8/24/2005 9:41 am

LMAO... Niiiice.


mygmyg 59M

8/24/2005 1:09 pm

Sunney, Sunney, Sunney,..... Relief at last, actually ...Inspiration and then relief!!! Perused/Perved blogs all morn and early afternoon, had just about given up, no inspiration in hand/sight, then I saw your HANDLE... and thankfully you found, caressed, teased, engorged, inflamed and HIT my spot.

Oh, do I want to play patient to YOU, my Doctor Sunney, might turn into a bit of a hypochondriac. I'm getting that swell feeling, er...I mean swelling feeling again!!!


eroticneurotic 46M

8/24/2005 3:03 pm

Sunney, now why on earth would you doubt this story at all and why in the hell would you even think about deleting it? You asked for my opinion and say it's hella good. Your abilities are growing and your perverted mind just keeps blossming into one big horny fuck flower. Once again, you've inspired many hard cocks and several rub outs. Keep it up girl.


SunneyOne 43F

8/24/2005 4:31 pm

One big horny fuck flower. Boy, if that isn't poetic, I don't know what is. *giggle* Okay, so I like it. Thank you, Erotic. The why on earth I would doubt is that it is a bit different from my normal stories. It isn't as much "me" as the others. It's just pervy. Usually I have myself in mind as the female, and I didn't really for this one.

mygmyg - Aww, thanks! I'm so relieved that people like this one as I was REALLY kind of nervous about putting it out there. Thank you for the compliments. Hope it... erm... helped.


eroticneurotic 46M

8/25/2005 12:42 am

Poetic huh? Maybe not, but it sounds like something you'd say.


SunneyOne 43F

8/25/2005 4:48 am

Sadly, you're right. You are the poetic one. I just throw words together until they sound primal and base. Nice observation.


eroticneurotic 46M

8/25/2005 10:18 am

But you throw so well and primal, yeeees primal,mmmmmmmmmm. You are the one with such intricate detail, so much so, that the reader can get a full visual of the experience and a full hard on to go with it. As you know, I've had vivid lucid dreams after reading your hot ass thrown together words and had many a rock hard cock. lol


SunneyOne 43F

8/25/2005 10:35 am

Wait, you've had many rock hard cocks?

LMAO... I know, you're gonna kick my ass for that one.


eroticneurotic 46M

8/25/2005 4:10 pm

Veeery Fuckin' Funny! HA HA HA Yes I'm gonna majorly kick your ass for that one. You'll never even see it coming.


SunneyOne 43F

8/25/2005 5:13 pm

That must mean you're quick, like Roy Jones Jr., the best boxer pound for pound that there ever was. *giggle* Okay, now I'm really gonna get it.


eroticneurotic 46M

8/27/2005 10:54 am

Yes, I am veeery quick with my hands. That's cool, I respect Roy's skillz as a boxer, as long as you put "boxer" in there and not "fighter" as he claims. We both know he wouldn't make it past the first round in the UFC. That's where the real "fighters" are. It won't be long before the UFC takes over as the premier mainstream combat sport and boxing will fall by the wayside and become secondary. Any bets against it?


rm_AvgButGood 49M
7 posts
8/30/2005 7:40 am

Sunney... very hot, you should move to LA and write for "romantic" porn movies for couples that have better story lines!


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