The past two years had been tough! We had been informed at the beginning of the course that the drop out rate would be approximately fifty percent. That level had been surpassed after only the first year and now we were the remaining twenty students. I was adamant that I was not going to fail after all the effort that I had put in. I could also see the steely determination in the eyes of some of the others, especially Lilly’s.

I had noticed Lilly from the first day of registration. She stood out from the others. Perhaps it was her creamy skin set off against her jet black hair or maybe it was just that she looked so innocent and young. The average age of the others was about twenty four. She looked no older than nineteen. What struck me most was the way she smiled. There was something behind those dark eyes and her beautiful smile that I could not figure out. She radiated this beauty that did not require any help of make up. It was a natural beauty that I always found intoxicating. I could sit and stare at her for hours. There was also evidence of a nose ring and other piercings which were not allowed to be worn once we were inside the hospital grounds. They were permitted when we were having lectures and I found the transformation startling. There was almost a gothic like appearance to her on some occasions, which I loved.

Lilly and I had flirted occasionally. When we had all gone out to the bar for drinks I found it difficult to concentrate when I was talking to her. She seemed to take my breath away every time I saw her. When I was in lectures, I always wondered what she was thinking about and especially what she would look like naked. She had a terrific body which had everything in the right proportions. Lilly had small breasts and on the odd occasion, she had caught me staring at them. She had not said anything but simply smiled shyly. I discovered that we had a lot in common. She loved listening to music, especially Frank Sinatra and loved the outdoors. Her one passion was to travel and to visit France. We teased each other with snippets of French and her pronunciation of French words made me want her even more.

We had got to know each other really well and Lilly White was the youngest daughter from a large family. I always joked with her that the youngest were always the naughtiest. She laughed and nodded and winked at me. I was always shy around her and never plucked up the courage to ask her out. Other guys from the course had tried but she had always declined, making excuses that she needed to study or had other commitments. I was only slightly older than her and always thought that girls would prefer an older more experienced man rather than someone of a similar age.

We persevered through our course and now it came time for a large stretch of practical work. Most of the theory was over and the practical would also eliminate another few members from our group. Those that did not have a strong stomach or got queasy around the sight of blood would not be able to see this through.

It was a Friday morning and the group had been ordered to attend an autopsy at the local hospital. I had never felt uneasy around dead people. It was probably due to my father being a policeman and sometimes sneaking out with him on the odd patrol. We entered the auditorium where the autopsy would be performed. There was a steel cadaver table in the centre of the room with a microphone positioned over head. A mezzanine level with a glass window enveloped the room and we were instructed that we would be watching from the top, looking over the body, from above.

The students filed up the stairs and I found myself standing directly behind Lilly. The white doctor’s jacket that we had all been issued fitted loosely around her. She had a pen tucked neatly behind her ear, which also acted as a restraint for her hair falling over her face. Her scent was fresh and smelled of sandalwood and roses. It blocked out the ever present smell of formaldehyde. I had to get closer to the glass window and had to lean into Lilly. I could not help but feel aroused and my hard cock was pressed up against her leg. I was not sure if she could feel it through her clothes but I could do nothing about it. If she moved her hand a few centimeters back, she would know for sure. I had a vivid thought about fucking her right in the auditorium, up against the glass. Her back pressed against it, legs wrapped round my waist, fucking her hard. Her cum and pussy juice streaming down the glass panel.

I was shaken out of my daydream by the pathologist speaking into the microphone. A cadaver had been wheeled in on a gurney and was placed on the autopsy table, ready to be dissected. Two of the other students had visibly paled and needed to be supported. They looked ready to leave. Lilly leant forward against the glass, eager to see. She had a slight smile on her face. I also leaned closer, my engorged cock now pressed firmly against her. There was no doubt that she could feel me against her. She moved a hand around her back and placed it on my shaft. It sent fire burning and pulsing through my body. I pushed harder against her and she rubbed her hand on the outside of my pants, up and down my cock, then cupped my balls and stroked them gently. No one else could see what was happening as they were too engrossed in the autopsy being carried out below. It was as if the dissection turned Lilly on. I let out a low moan as her hand dipped into my pants. I reached around her and snuck my hand up her top and into her bra. Her tits were small and pert, as I had always imagined. Her nipples were erect and sensitive to my touch. I pinched them slightly and Lilly let out a small cry of pleasure. It was not audible above the microphone from below. I moved my hand down into her pants, into her sodden panties and felt a pool of moisture. She spread her legs apart slightly in order to allow my fingers better access to her pussy. Her clit was struggling to free itself from her swollen lips. I rubbed it slowly and felt her juice dripping off my fingers. I tried inserting a finger inside her hole, but could not do it from where I was standing. I felt her legs shaking against mine and saw Lilly biting her bottom lip, trying desperately to cry out in pleasure. Her hand was now moving with greater urgency along my shaft and I knew that I was going to cum shortly. We both rocked gently in unison as we got closer and closer. I whispered in her ear that I was going to cum and she nodded, signaling that she was about to cum as well. As I released my hot sticky load into her hand, I could feel her legs shaking and her pussy constrict as she gave way to a powerful orgasm. Her mouth was open as her bodily silently convulsed against the glass. I withdrew my fingers from the river between her thighs and put them into my mouth. I wanted to taste her love juices and sucked my fingers, one by one. Her cum tasted beautiful and I desperately wanted more. Lilly had also removed her hand from my pants and was licking them dry. She turned slightly into me and whispered that we needed to stay behind so that I could fuck her properly. She whispered that she had wanted to fuck me from the moment we had met and was waiting for the right moment. I could only nod in silent agreement.

The hour had passed quickly and I had no recollection of the autopsy having been carried out. The cadaver was removed and the table cleaned. All the students filed out of the room and the lights were turned off. Lilly and I remained behind. I grabbed her with a sudden urgency and kissed her deeply. Her mouth had a slightly salty flavor and no doubt this was from my cum that she had licked off her fingers. She said that she felt so aroused in here and that it had always been one of her fantasies to be fucked in a morgue or on an autopsy table. She admitted that it may freak me out but I told her that I was equally aroused.

We snuck downstairs and made our way through the dark room to the metal table in the middle. The smell of formaldehyde was stronger here. A small sliver of light shone down from a lone spot light above. I ripped off her white doctor’s coat and she had already unbuttoned her pants. My fingers trembled against my belt as I tried to get my trousers off. My erect cock was throbbing in anticipation of what was to come. Lilly had a shaven mound and her pussy lips were glistening with moisture. She lay back on top of the metal table, her slender legs spread apart. She opened her pussy for me with her fingers and I could see her pulsing clit, ready to be sucked. I went down between her thighs, my tongue driving in and out of her. Cum and her creamy liquid coated my mouth. She groaned and begged me to lick her harder and faster. My tongue had a mind of its own. It was like a mechanical instrument, sucking and digging into her swollen folds. She ground her cunt into my face and we reached a steady rhythm with each other. I lifted her legs slightly so that I could lick from her butt hole to her clit, in long slow strokes. As I reached her clit, I would suck it deep into my mouth and then flick it with the tip of my tongue. I did this over and over until she moaned loudly as she came again, her body awash with spasms. The metal table and her thighs were slick with her pussy juice and they glistened in the darkness. She ordered me to lie back on the table as she liked to be on top. I climbed onto the table, my cock straining up, waiting for Lilly to impale herself on me. Lilly straddled me, and positioned her sopping cunt on top of my shaft. She gently rode up and down its length so that my swollen head could rub against her clit. It felt incredible and I grabbed her arse cheeks and pulled them harder down on me in order for my cock to slide deeper between her slit.

Lilly then repositioned herself and I could feel her place my cock at the entrance to her gaping hole. She slid down onto my shaft slowly and cried out. She took each of my wrists and pushed them up above my head, leaning forward into my chest. This enabled her to ride the entire length of my rock hard member. Her clear liquids ran down my cock and over my balls. I bucked up against her cunt, driving harder and harder into her. She asked me to fuck her harder and faster as I rammed my length into her with a force that I did not think was possible. She moaned loudly with passion and that she was going to cum again. I reached around her pulling her down on me, our body’s one animal, melting into each other. I felt her pussy walls tighten against my shaft, warm pussy juice cascading down my legs. I came inside Lilly with an atomic force. Like a volcano shooting molten lava into an abyss, so I pumped my boiling cum deep inside her cunt. We rocked gently together, my cock still embedded deep within Lilly, lying frozen on the autopsy table, our bodies slowly recovering from the onslaught of passions.

It was at that moment, I knew we would both make it through this course. Neither of us would accept defeat and neither of us wanted this feeling of our sweating bodies pressed together to end.