The Doctor had been promising to give Sarah a guided tour of the TARDIS for ages. It was about time he finally did so, leading the young woman through the various corridors and rooms of his ship. She knew it was bigger on the inside, but the sheer size was starting to astound her. “What’s in this room?” She asked, poking her head through one of the doors.
The Doctor barely glanced through the doorway before moving on. “Boot cupboard” he replied.
“Boot cupboard? It’s enormous” she gasped, stepping inside staring at the high ceiling and walls lined with shelves and drawers, chairs and sofas dotted about. She scanned the room. The place was a tip. Clothes and coats and boxes were scattered everywhere.
“I’ve seen bigger boot cupboards” the Doctor’s voice replied from outside. After a few moments he must’ve realized she had stopped following him and doubled back, because he appeared in the doorway to see her rummaging about the place. “I thought you wanted to see the rest of the ship?” He asked.
“Well, you can’t expect me to just walk past every room like I had seen it before?” She explained, examining the different costumes and outfits. “Some of these don’t look like anything from Earth” she remarked.
“That’s because they aren’t” he said. “What you’re holding there is from Celtis VII. The ceremonial robes of the Celtis Monks, worn during the full moons once every three years.”
She put the strange garment down and moved to a large settee, taking a seat and picking up a corset. “I didn’t know you were into cross dressing too” she joked.
The Doctor walked over and examined it. “Ah, that’s another one of Victoria’s. She used to travel with me.” He looked over Sarah’s shoulder and picked up another article of clothing. “This one is Zoe’s. She said she had lost one of her support harnesses.”
Sarah eyed the underwear and chuckled. “I believe that’s called a bra, Doctor” she smirked. She tested the comfortable sofa she was sitting on, where the undergarments were found. “Maybe they undressed each other here while they were changing.”
“Unlikely. Vicky had left by the time Zoe came aboard the TARDIS. Of course, Jaimie was traveling with me during both periods. He was from the highlands, in your Earth’s past.”
“A Scotsman? I bet he was quite happy to get them out of their clothes” she laughed. She glanced down at her own clothing, overalls over a white shirt. She glanced at the comfortable sofa before looking up at the handsome Doctor, biting her bottom lip as she kicked off her shoes. “It is quite cosy in here, I suppose” she said, slowly pulling the braces over her shoulders. “Not a bad place to get…undressed” she said.
The Doctor didn’t lift his gaze towards her until her dress was falling to the floor around her ankles, looking up to find her standing with in front of him slowly unbuttoning her blouse. “What are you doing?” He asked in confusion.
“Getting undressed” she said, eying him intently while she peeled off her top and exposed her own undergarments. She cast her eye over his outfit, suggesting “you should do the same.”
“Why?” He asked.
She stepped forward, twirling his scarf around her hand. “Because I can’t convince you to sleep with me if you’re fully dressed, can I” she said. She yanked on his scarf and pulled him into a kiss, her lips pressing against his.
He pulled away in shock, holding her bare shoulders, staring at her. “Are you feeling alright?” He asked warily, examining her eyes carefully.
“I’m not hypnotized, if what’s what you’re afraid of” she snapped, waving off his concern. “The truth is I haven’t had sex in a while, okay? And traveling with you leaves very little options. So if I am going to sleep with an alien, it might as well be with my best friend” she explained.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at her. “Is that all?”
“Yes” she smiled. “What, you worried I was falling in love with you?”
He shrugged. “It could happen.”
She tried not to, but she burst into laughter. “Don’t flatter yourself Doctor. You may be charming and handsome, but I’m not into older men. And you outlive me by…what? Two hundred years, you said?”
“Four hundred. Give or take a century.”
“Well then. Think of this as a simple, straight forward, casual booty call. One I’ve been trying to call in for ages now.”
“You never said.”
“I did. You were never listening” she snapped. She tugged on his scarf again. “Now are you going to get undressed and stop leaving a girl hanging, or do I have to get out of my underwear too before you get the hint?”
The Doctor examined the determined look on her face, surveying the sexy body she was willing offering up for him, and the firm grip she had on his scarf. He took a moment to consider it before smiling. “What are friends for” he said.
She grinned and threw herself at him. He wrapped his arms around her and they met in a steamy embrace. They shared a hot kiss with one another before the Doctor began peeling out of his clothes. Sarah interrupted when he moved to unravel his scarf, whispering “keep this on.” He had already taken it off, so he looped it around her shoulders instead. She stepped back and climbed onto the sofa to watch the Doctor get undressed, reclining in her seat and spreading her legs to rub her crotch in anticipation. The Time Lord did not disappoint when he revealed his manhood to the human woman.
The moment she laid eyes upon it, her pussy moistened and her mouth filled with saliva. The man stood before her to get her approval. She bit her bottom lip and beckoned him closer, shuffling forward to introduce herself to his cock. First she wrapped her fingers around it, examining it closely, stroking up and down. Then she wrapped her lips around it and gave it an appreciative suck. The man’s hand weaved through her hair, gazing into her playful eyes while she gave him a blowjob. She proved her mouth was just as talented at oral sex as it was verbally bashing bad guys. She got him hard and erect and throbbing in her mouth, eager to get his seed down her throat.
The Doctor took hold of his scarf, tugging gently on her neck to lift her off his cock. She looked at him inquisitively when she was brought to her feet, disappointed he didn’t let her bring him to a finish. He cupped her face and planted a deep kiss on her, which made her stomach flutter by how passionate it felt. She stood frozen for a moment, mesmerized by the kiss. She could almost believe it could put her in another of his hypnotic trances. Maybe it did because when she opened her eyes again, she found her underwear was gone and she was completely naked. All she had left was the Doctor’s scarf looped around her neck, draped over her breasts down to her feet. She gazed up at the Doctor, who was wearing a wide grin. “You certainly know how to keep a girl on her toes” she giggled.
“Oh, I’ve picked up a few things over the years” he told her, kissing his way slowly down her front. She trembled as his lips kissed along her neck, her breasts, her stomach and hips. When they reached her groin, she widened her stance in preparation. He felt up the back of her thighs, bringing out goosebumps with his fingers. Then his lips met her pussy and she gasped, her palms squeezing her boobs fiddling with her nipples while he brought pleasure to her clit. His oral skills blew hers out of the water. And unlike the Doctor, she was quite content to let him bring her to a climax.
Except he didn’t. He pulled out at the crucial moment, leaving her hanging on the edge of an orgasm. “Doctor!” She cried, staring at him in outrage when he refused to finish her off. She tried to grab him and shove him back between her legs, but he used his scarf to deftly bind her wrists together instead.
“Do you trust me?” He asked her quietly, rising up to his feet.
“After that act of betrayal, I shouldn’t think so” she replied. He pressed his finger to her nose knowingly, pecking her on the lips before lifting her up into his arms. He brought her over to the sofa and sat down, lowering her onto his lap with her arms around his neck. She reluctantly followed his lead.
Despite what she said, she did trust him. She straddled his lap and let him guide her hips down onto his erect cock. He positioned his penis and gently slid it home into her pussy. Her eyes widened as she swallowed him down to the base in one go. As soon as they were brought together, her body lit up in a fountain of pleasure. Her skin started to tingle as his fingers danced up and down it, rubbing her spine and her breasts until she was buzzing with excitement. She stared into the Doctor’s eyes, amazed at how aroused she felt. “How?”
“Redistribution of sensory inputs” he explained. She gave him that look she always gave when he said something she didn’t understand. “Basically, by delaying the climax of our individual orgasms, I was able to redistribute it throughout our bodies to make them more sensitive to stimulus.”
“Is that why my body feels like it could cum the moment I so much as sneeze?” She asked.
“In essence” he nodded, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples. They were as hard as pebbles. She shivered the moment they got touched. “You know that moment of anticipation just before you climax?”
“The moment you left me hanging on?” She growled.
“Your body is feeling that constantly now. And no matter how many times you orgasm now, you’ll never shake it until you become to exhausted to function.”
Sarah lifted her eyebrow at him. “Are you saying you’ll have to fuck me until I pass out?”
“Basically” he shrugged.
“And what about you?”
“Oh, Time Lord’s have very strong endurance and stamina” he warned.
She used her bound wrists to pull him closer to her face. “I accept your challenge. I bet I can get you to tap out before I do.”
“That’s highly unlikely. But you’re welcome to try” he said.
“I intend to” she promised, smashing her lips against his to kiss him hard.
Her hips ground against him and his cock slid in and out of her. The first thrust brought her to that threshold of the climax she had been denied. She gasped when she came, her walls clenching around him while her body shuddered. It felt more intense with her body so sensitive, like electricity was shooting up her spine. She had to take a minute to remember to breathe, clinging to the Doctor who waited patiently for her to recover. She had never cum that fast before.
Their eyes met. This might be more difficult than I thought, she mused.
Difficult, but no less enjoyable, it turned out. Sarah rode the Doctor vigorously, surfing wave after wave of pleasure, feeling like she was on a rollercoaster. She moaned passionately, already starting to sweat. Her body was constantly buzzing, riding an endless high that left her breathless. The Doctor cradled her in his arms, his dick stirring a roaring fire stoking her pleasure. He stroked her sensitive breasts periodically, making her tremble. She was still wearing his scarf. Her hands had been untied, allowing her to tug on his curly hair or grip the back of the sofa. The Doctor decided to wrap the scarf around her body instead, looping it around her torso and boobs and hips in a sexy way. She got the feeling he had a tiny kink for bondage.
After a couple of orgasms, the Doctor had yet to even reach a single climax. Sarah doubled her efforts, massaging his penis with her vagina. When she got too tired to keep bouncing on his cock, they switched positions. She knelt on the sofa and the Doctor fucked her from behind, holding onto her hips tightly, watching her ass jiggle. After a couple more orgasms they switched again, this time on her back with her feet in the air and the Doctor between her thighs. She lost track of how long they had been having sex for. The Doctor would say time was meaningless in a Time Machine. All she knew was she was getting frustrated with how little progress she had made in getting the Doctor off. “Are you even capable of feeling anything?” She asked in a delirious stupor, barely hanging onto her faculties after her latest toe curling orgasm.
“Of course I am” he replied curtly, slowing his thrusts to let her recover from her climax before continuing on. “It’s just we Time Lords have evolved beyond following base impulses such as pleasure or hate or such. Well, most of us have.”
“Is that why I haven’t managed to make you cum a single time all day?” She whined. Her cunt felt like it was on fire from the overstimulation. They kept going until her next orgasm made her whimper in pain, finally calling it and giving up. “Okay, stop. If I go any more, I think I might actually die.”
“Over exertion can be lethal” the Doctor mused. “Too much excitement can lead to heart failure. Prolonged exhaustion can damage internal organs. Can’t say I’ve seen anyone die from sexual intercourse itself.”
“Doctor, please, just…” she begged, not wanting to hear all the ways someone could die from too much sex. She found the strength to shove him off her, leaving her body to tremble and shiver from aftershocks. She was still stimulated but she was too exhausted to move. She colapsed on the sofa and laid there, naked and drenched in sweat. “Next time, I’m going to make sure you cum at least once” she promised.
The Doctor chuckled, finding a large coat to drape over her body while she closed her eyes and fell asleep. “Next time?” He muttered. The idea brought a grin to his face, so he leant down to kiss her forehead. “I look forward to it.”
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