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Onto Chapter 2!

Chapter 2: Just a Peek…

He was there. He was really actually there. In the same room and all. Her Raggedy Doctor. Just sitting there. Well… sitting there slumped. After she clubbed him across the front of the head with a cricket bat. But that didn't matter, because he was really there. He didn't look a day older than when she last saw him, in fact he looked identical. As if he had only been gone for a few minutes. At least for him.

The Doctor raced into her house bellowing about Prisoner Zero, a memory from twelve years ago, scaring her half to death. She thought It was an intruder hence the cricket bat. Not to mention the fact that she had a strange longing to smash the man in the face for having left her for so long and subjecting her to years of torment and psychological therapy. All those years of being called crazy and having everyone ridicule her for believe so strongly in her imaginary friend had left a small fury in her heart. An anger she ignored for the most part, but couldn't when the man responsible was thrust back into her life. And yet, that anger, that fury, that annoyance was completely replaced by a sudden twinge in her panties, alongside a strange curiosity. I mean, he owed her that much…

It was by pure coincidence that she was dressed in her Policewoman outfit, but a fitting coincidence at that. She was preparing for a job, yet having been disturbed by such an occurrence, was having doubts as to whether or not she'd actually be fulfilling it in the end. Quickly grabbing the pair of fake handcuffs from her belt, she used them to swiftly bind him to the radiator, leaving slumped against it. As he lay there vulnerable, she felt the urge to see if her fantasies were real, or at least if they were somewhat within the ballpark. Just a peek couldn't hurt, could it?

Nervous, she glanced over her shoulder, her mind full of ludicrous ideas of someone looking in and seeing her. Steeling herself, she knelt down, gently shaking the Doctor to ensure his consciousness. When he didn't stir or make a sound, she lowered her hand down to his crotch, shaking ever so slightly as she gently grasped his shaft. Pulling her hand away nervously, she opened her mouth in confusion and awe. If what she felt was him soft, then her estimates on lonely nights were way shorter than what lay in his pants. Standing back up, she shook the idea out of her head, opting instead to wait until he came around. But as she stood there, looking at him, watching him, she noticed the front of his trousers begin to bulge, the soft squeeze her hand gave working to stiffen him rapidly. Turning away as if embarrassed, she looked back and decided that she had earnt a peek.

Leaning back down, she slowly unzipped the front of his trousers, peeling the fabric apart and revealing a pair of boxers, a rising bulge straining against the fabric. Biting her lip, she hooked her fingers inside the hem of his pants and slowly pulled it over his shaft, watching in awe as it bounced free. Her hand recoiled in shock at the sight of the throbbing shaft. His cock seemed to pulsate as if it hadn't been relieved in a long while, but little did Amy know it was simply due to his regeneration cycle building up energy that needed to be released. It was easily twelve inches long and surprisingly wide considering the man's build. Looking like a sizable slab of man-meat, Amy simply couldn't wrap her head around it, yet her hand had no problem. Completely subconsciously, her hand had begun to stroke back and forth across his shaft, jerking him tenderly, his cock throbbing in her hand.

Also, unwittingly, she felt her panties begin to grow wetter beneath her skirt, her wetness soaking once again into her tights, although she had no mind to stop herself. Gently beginning drawing his foreskin back and forth, Amy saw a small bead of pre-cum dribble down from the tip of his engorged cock and start to slide slowly down his shaft. Arriving at her hand, she carefully smeared it up and down his shaft, watching as his shaft began to subtly shine. Licking her lips subconsciously, she knelt down, getting a better position, her mouth slowly hovering closer and closer to his shaft. Checking to ensure the Doctor was still completely unconscious, Amy hedged her bets and gently protruded her tongue. Quickly sneaking a lick, she moaned unwittingly, the taste sending a quiver through her pussy, her knees quaking at the erotic situation. Shaking her head, she dropped his cock from her hand coming to her senses, "Come on Amy… You're better than this…"

Propping herself up against the staircase bannister, she decided to wait for him to come around, trying to abstain from getting any more intimate with him. Yet deep inside her, that childhood glee off seeing him return wouldn't settle and she felt herself grow wetter and wetter down below. Just the sight of his throbbing cock still unleashed, the head leaking bead after bead of pre-cum along his shaft, was enough to make her want to dive back in and touch him a little bit more. Her mind tried to turn herself away from such thoughts, trying to focus of Rory and her relationship with him, but as she stood there watching him for longer and longer, any lingering thought of her boyfriend swiftly disappeared, with her thoughts instead opting for the many erotic possibilities she could have with an unconscious cock that was that size.

Throwing caution to the wind she decided that she had waited too long for the Doctor and fantasied too much to pass this opportunity up. Hiking her skirt up around her waist, Amy quickly glanced back at the staircase, just to make sure before she tore her tight away from her flesh, revealing her long slender legs. Kicking her shoes aside, she swiftly pulled her panties down away from her arse. She had opted for a more girly pink polka dot pair today instead of her usual kinky lacy, tiny thongs. Tossing them to one side, Amy stood there with the bottom half of her body completely exposed and her pussy quivering in anticipation of a single touch. Standing astride the Doctor's legs, she snaked her hand through his messy and tousled hair, jerking his head gently backwards Amy smiled, "Let's put that chin to good use then…"

Shuffling herself forwards, she planted her pussy on the Doctor's mouth, breathing in sharply as his lips mingled amongst hers. Pleasure surged through her body as his tongue instinctively slipped out from between his lips falling limp amongst her delicious folds. Pushing his face deeper into her hole, Amy tried to coax his unconscious tongue into pushing deeper into her soaking wet hole. Moaning loudly, she felt her knees almost buckle in response to the pleasure. Gently moving her hips back and forth, Amy began to grind her cunt against his face, using his nose and chin to pleasure the more sensitive areas of her pussy. Guiding his face across her folds, she angled herself so that his nose was pressed firmly against her clit and so his tongue was resting at the entrance to her quim.

Her other hand reached around a groped her arse, using the angle to push herself forwards onto his head. Guiding his tongue around her hole with her hand, Amy slowly began to lose herself in the pleasure. Her fantasies were coming to life and whilst she still hungered for him to properly delve into her pussy, she was more than satisfied for the moment with using his limp face to stimulate herself. Biting her lip, she started to speed up, fucking the Doctor's face with her pussy, using him for her own pleasure and practically forgetting the fact that he was there. For that moment in time, he was the equivalent of a sex toy, bringing her to orgasm however she desired.

What if he did come around? He was restrained, it's not like he could stop her. Or object. Why would anyone object to having a gorgeous redhead grind her pussy against their face. He may have a time machine, but he was still a man. A part of her wanted him to wake up just so he could see what she was doing, what she was going to do. Maybe she wouldn't uncuff him… He was breaking and entering. She could keep him cuffed to the radiator for her to use whenever she'd like. Whenever she came home from a night out working, she could use him instead of laying her bed picturing him and fucking herself with a dildo. She could just fuck herself with him. Her own little boy toy.

Moaning loudly at the idea of having her own pet to fuck and play with at any time, Amy started to furiously move her hips back and forth. Holding his head with both hands, she arched her body over him, filling the house with her moans as she fucked her pussy against his face. Dropping his head, she pinned it between the wall and her cunt, using the solid surface to push her pussy harder and harder, his nose being buried in her untamed pussy hair. She hadn't had a chance to trim and tailor herself, but she didn't mind. She wasn't hearing any objections. Focussing his tongue on her clit, Amy pushed herself over the edge, squealing loudly as she came. Slowly her grinding down to more purposefully slow movements, she continued to use his tongue to ride down her orgasm, until she needed to catch her breath.

Pulling away, she let the Doctor's head fall back against the radiator and his hand fall away from her pussy, both of them still glistening with her juices as she let her orgasm slowly dissipate. Staggering backwards, Amy felt a little weak at the knees, but she quickly steadied herself. And as she looked down at the Doctor, his face glistening, she knew she was far from done. Her eyes latched almost immediately onto his cock, her mind flooding with thoughts about how glorious it would feel inside her and just if her pussy could handle such a mammoth shaft. Sliding down onto her knees, Amy spread herself out on her stomach, coming face to face with his shaft, her intentions clear. Parting her lips, she with one swift gulp, swallowed the head of his cock.

Amy was rather fond of blowjobs. In fact, she was rather fond of oral in general considering her proclivity for the activity when it came to Mels and her's encounters. However, just like her lesbian fantasies, Amy opted to keep her love of blowjobs a secret from Rory. If he knew that he'd expect a blowjob every evening when he came home from work, a routine that definitely excited Amy, but not one she'd like to continue indefinitely. Luckily for the Doctor, Amy's love for all things oral meant her tongue was particularly adept and whilst she had dabbled in deepthroating, she was nowhere near skilled enough to slide the entirety of his thick shaft down her throat. At least not yet…

Taking the head of the Doctor's cock into her mouth, she swirled the tip of her tongue around the sensitive purple tip, savouring the taste of pre-cum seeping from his cock. Dribbling a mouthful of saliva down his shaft, Amy collected it in her hands, using both of them to jerk back and forth across his shaft. Her hand could barely wrap around his shaft, her fingers a couple millimetres from touching. She needed both of them to cover the length sufficiently and as she began to bob her head up and down, she began to breathe through her nose.

Pushing her red lips slowly down his cock, Amy slipped inch after inch into her mouth until the tip of his cock pressed snugly against the back of her throat. Four inches were in her mouth, her lips stretching to accommodate the length. Normally, she could run her tongue around Rory's cock when she sucked him off, but the Doctor's was simply too thick, stretching her lips tightly around his shaft. Gagging ever so slightly, she started to feel her jaw ache from the simple act of taking a small portion of his cock into her mouth.

Not wanting to give up so earlier, she pushed his tip against the back of his throat and swallowed, letting his shaft slip into her throat. She fed his cock into her throat a little too quickly as her position slipped, forcing three inches into her unwitting and unready cock. Panicking, her throat began to spasm and clench around his cock pinning it in her throat, making her unable to pull it out. Spluttering loudly, she dribbled mouthful after mouthful of saliva down his shaft as she worked to remove her mouth from his cock.

Plucking her lips away from the Doctor's cock gagging and spluttering, Amy continued to jerk him off for a few seconds before rising to her feet and preparing to straddle him. Positioning herself above his cock, she slowly lowered herself down until the tip of his cock was pressed snugly against her outer pussy lips. Just as she prepared to impale herself on his shaft, she came to her senses. She was about to fuck herself on a complete stranger's cock. A complete stranger who owned a time machine and very well may come from another planet. As she considered the facts, the idea of sliding an unknown cock into her pussy unprotected began to make her a little uneasy. However, she wasn't prepared to simply leave his cock unfucked, considering she didn't know when she would get a chance to slide such a deliciously large cock inside her. The thoughts of just how pleasurable it would be, were enough to make her hunger for such a pleasurably massive intrusion.

Hopping away from his cock, she quickly ran to her bedroom and grabbed a condom from the bedside table. On the way, she discarded the police jacket and began to unbutton her shirt freeing her breasts. Amy was never one for bras, prefer to let her goods hang loose. They were firm enough that they wouldn't sag and be obviously unsupported. Walking back to the Doctor dressed only in a hiked-up skirt and unbuttoned shirt, she quickly used her teeth to open the condom. Crouching down beside his cock, Amy began to roll the condom down over his shaft, watching as the latex stretched to cover his shaft. As she neared the halfway mark, she watched with annoyance as his cock tore straight through the material, bursting the condom with its sheer size. Amy was surprised, considering the fact that she and Rory used extra-large condoms.

Sighing, she looked down at his cock longingly, realising that she wouldn't be able to get her release just how she had desired. The nearest shop in which she could buy condoms was half an hour away and she knew that the Doctor would easily wake up by then. Conceding to the fact that she wasn't going to get to fuck him, Amy slowly began to button up her shirt when she had an idea. Gently tugging the Doctor's trousers down around his knees, Amy pinned his cock down against his legs. Turning around, Amy slid her body down so that she was straddling the Doctor, her bum pressed snugly against his crotch, his cock pinned between her body and his legs. Reaching down in between her thighs, Amy lifted his cock up slightly so that his shaft slid in between her folds. She didn't let him penetrate her, but she could now slide her pussy up and down his cock.

Starting to move her hips back and forth, she starting to slide herself along his shaft, coating his cock in her juices with each subtle grinding movement. Moaning loudly, Amy's craving for being filled with cock disappeared and was replaced by the immense pleasure building in her pussy. Her hands latched onto her breasts, squeezing them softly and adding to the delectable amount of pleasure coursing through her body. Moving only her hips in and slowly, steady and incredibly sexy manner, Amy began to pant heavily, her body glistening with sweat.

As she was building up a rhythm, she heard a noise than made her heart stop. A soft moan. Not one of her own. Freezing, she glanced behind her, noticing the Doctor's mouth ever so slightly agape, moans dribbling from his mouth every time Amy moved. Gently slapping his face, she ensured he was still knocked out before continuing. Leaning back onto the Doctor, Amy adjusted the angle of her pseudo fucking so that his shaft not only slid along her pussy but also along her shimmering arse crack, the juices from her pussy leaking down to coat her bum in a thin layer. His cock grazed against her pussy as well as her arse hole, doubling the pleasure coursing through her body.

Naturally, during Amy and Rory's many sexual escapades, the pair had tried anal. It was of course an inbuilt desire of Rory's as nearly all men are curious enough to wonder just what it would be like. Also, Amy was curious herself. She and Mels had secret experimented ever so slightly with considerably smaller objects than Rory's cock. Pens and pencils, even giving Amy's smallest dildo a shot. However, even with the smaller stuff, Amy wasn't a fan and was in pain from the moment Rory pushed the head past her incredibly tight arsehole. Mels was a different story. She took to it with grace and ease, pointing out that it was far more pleasurable than taking it in her pussy. She slowly graduated to larger dildos, outshining Amy with her ability to take cock anally. Being naturally competitive, Amy wanted to outdo her secret daughter, but wasn't willing to suffer through the pain to be crowned triumphant. Safe to say, anal was swiftly taken of the list when it came to Amy and Rory. Much to Rory's dismay. But he didn't want to argue with Amy knowing full well that with her perverted mind, she'd quickly suggest he bend over and take it.

Nearing her second orgasm, Amy sped up, focussing her attentions on her nipples to bring her to the edge. Speeding her grinding up, she also felt the Doctor's cock begin to tremble and twitch beneath her. One of her hands left her breasts and found her clit, beginning to rub it back and forth furiously as her next orgasm coursed through her body. Moaning and squealing loudly as her body began to shake, she felt the Doctor spasm beneath her. Looking down, she watched as the tip of his cock spurted strand after strand of cum down and across the floor. Her eyes widened as it seemingly kept coming and coming. It took the best part of a minute to stop, his cock slowly deflating beneath her as her orgasm settled.

Rising to her feet, sufficiently satisfied, she noticed a small bead of cum lingering on her arse and out of pure curiosity, collected it on her finger and swiftly sucked it clean, savouring the delicious taste. Even better than Rory's. Suddenly, she heard him moan, his head beginning to move. Grabbed a towel from her bedroom, she quickly began to clean him, up stowing away his cock and redressing him. Wiping her juices away from his face and cleaning his cum from the floor, Amy quickly buttoned her shirt and pulled her Police Jacket back on. Standing propped up against the wall, she watched him slowly come too, his head groggy as her turned to look at Amy. Noticing her panties still on the floor, she quickly kicked them into another room before looking down at him. He stared at her with a dumfounded look and it took Amy a moment to realise that her skirt was still hiked up around her waist. Thankfully, she pulled it back down and into place before his mind could fully wake up.

Author's Note: Two for two. Yet another chapter done. I really enjoyed writing this one as well. I don't know what it is, but I managed to write the two chapters in two days which is really good. I usually do one over two days, but I've just been so enthused about it that I managed to put them out in two days.

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