A Handjob from the beautiful doctor!!! (R-18)

Dr. Hyde raised a brow and asked, "Why?"

Michael's face reddened, and he explained, "W-Well, my hand is getting tired, a-and I can't focus properly."

A sigh of frustration escaped her lips, and she got up from her chair while murmuring, "I should have done it by myself from the start."

She pulled open a drawer, removed gloves, wore them, and said, "I'll help you. Take a step back."

Michael gulped and did as she told. She slowly walked over to him and kneeled before his erect cock.

She looked up at him and asked, "Ready?".

Michael was stunned and couldn't reply, as he was hypnotized by her eyes. He never expected to have a beautiful doctor kneel in front of him, and his cock was so close to her face.

"I'll take your silence as a yes. But, before I do this, you must promise me this will remain a secret between us forever. Can you do that for me, Michael?" Dr. Hyde asked.

Michael snapped out of his trance and said, "Y-Yes. I promise."

"Good. Now, let's begin. Just sit back and enjoy the ride." She said.

"R-Ride? What do you-", He asked and was interrupted by the pleasure of having his cock wrapped in her soft, gloved hand.

"Oh fuck!", He groaned and closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation.

Dr. Hyde began stroking his cock with her hand, and Michael couldn't hold himself and began moaning.

"You have a nice cock.", Dr. Hyde said, and Michael's face reddened.

He looked at her, and she was staring intently at his cock, and his gaze followed hers.

Dr. Hyde smirked and asked, "Like what you see, Michael?"

"Y-Yes..." He answered.

"Good. Just lean back and relax. Let me take care of you. Enjoy the sensation and release all your tension. This will be good for both of us." She said, and he nodded.

She leaned closer and said, "Try not to make a mess. We can't afford to stain my clothes or the floor."

"W-Why not?" Michael asked in a low, lust-filled voice.

"It's tough to wash these stains, which are not easily removable. Plus, the carpet is expensive, and I can't afford to ruin it with stains, especially cum." She said.

She stroked his cock and asked, "How are you feeling?"

"F-Feeling a l-little b-bit g-good..." Michael replied, panting.

"Are you going to cum soon?" Dr. Hyde asked, and his eyes widened.

"W-Why do y-you a-ask?" He asked.

"Because I need to know when to move the cup." She answered.

He nodded and said, "O-Okay."

"You're doing well, Michael. You can do it. Just a little more. Don't hold back. I'll take care of everything. Trust me.", She whispered and began stroking his cock faster and harder.

"A-Ahhh! F-Fuck! Y-Yes! Oh, yes!" Michael moaned and began bucking his hips as the pleasure overwhelmed him.

"That's it. Keep going. You're almost there. Let go, Michael. Cum.", She whispered as she stroked his cock faster and faster.

"I-I gonna cum!" Michael announced, and Dr. Hyde moved the cup towards his cock.

He began bucking his hips faster and faster, and she kept pumping his cock, trying to give him the best orgasm he could have.

Finally, after a few seconds, Michael closed his eyes and let out a loud moan, "A-AHHH! I'm cumming!"

His balls tightened, and his orgasm was so intense that he shot a large, thick rope of semen out of his cock like a rocket that landed on her face.

Dr. Hyde's eyes widened, and she quickly bent his cock toward the cup so that it would land on it.

His cock continued spurting semen into the cup until the last drop fell into the cup.

She gently removed his cock from the cup and said, "You did it."

He panted heavily while slowly opening his eyes. However, he looked down at Dr. Hyde, and he was shocked to see his cum streaming down from her forehead to her right cheek and then down her neck.

He quickly apologized, "I-I'm sorry, D-Dr. Hyde! I-I didn't m-mean t-to do it!"

However, Dr. Hyde didn't seem bothered and calmly said, "No need to apologize. It's not a big deal."

She stood up, walked over to her desk, and placed the cup on it.

She walked to her private washroom and entered it.

"H-Hey, Dr. Hyde, are you mad?" He asked her.

She came out after a minute with a towel and wiped her face clean. She then looked at the semen-filled cup and back at Michael. She looked at him as if he was an idiot and asked, "Mad? Why would I be mad? You filled the cup and did what needed to be done. There's no need to get so worked up over it. It's not a big deal."

He watched her sit on her chair, pull out a thick journal, and write something with a complete poker face.

Watching this, he couldn't help but think, 'Is she really not mad? I thought she would be mad at me. Technically, I wasted some of my cum, and I accidentally came on her face. Which woman wants a stranger they met five minutes ago to cum on their face? I thought she would be furious. Maybe... she's a professional, and I imagined she's angry.'

She wrote on the journal for a few minutes, then looked up at him and asked, "How does your penis feel right now?"

He glanced at his cock and said, "I feel like how I would normally feel after cumming, but... my penis feels kinda itchy."

"Itchy?" She asked.

"Yeah.", He nodded and rubbed his cock.

She narrowed her eyes and asked, "Is the itchiness on your foreskin or the tip?"

"I can feel the itchiness everywhere. Dr. Hyde." " he replied.

"Hmmm..." She hummed and wrote in the journal.

While she did so, she said, "This drug is still in an experimental phase. So, you might experience some unusual effects. Remember them and inform me of our next appointment, okay?"

He nodded and said, "Okay."

"So, the test is over. You can clean yourself, wear your clothes, and return to your mom. Just be careful. Your body might feel strange, so take it slow and easy.", Dr. Hyde advised him.

She looked up from the journal and said, "I will call you for our next appointment."

She gave him a bottle of the pills and said, "Don't forget to take one each day!"

He nodded, put on his clothes, took the bottle and then walked out of the office, thinking, 'T-That was fucking awesome! A hot doctor just jerked me off! Damn! That was amazing! But, I wonder why I feel kinda itchy.'

Meanwhile, inside the office, Dr. Hyde listened as the door closed behind Michael, and a creepy smirk formed on her face. She put the pen down, grabbed the cup, and opened it.

Without hesitation, she slurped up some of Michael's cum and put the cup back down.

She licked her lips and swallowed the cum while moaning, "Mmm!"

She glanced at the cup and said eerily, "At last! I've found you! My perfect subject!"