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Playing Doctor

By: Shale



When I was a kid, about 9, I used to play "doctor" with my 11-year-old female cousin. This was in the very prudish early '50s, so we were quite secretive about it. She came into my office, the walk in closet and laid on a shelf that was waist high to me. She would pull her panties down to her ankles and expose her crotch for my examination. 

Of course this exploration of a girl's private parts was exciting to me. I probably had a little erection that I was unaware of in my prepubescent innocence. I dutifully examined my patient, taking in all the sights and smells of the moment. I remember noticing the few coarse hairs that grew around this otherwise smooth crotch, and that the slit parted to reveal a deeper opening. After a while, I tired of this game and started to wander, but my cousin insisted that I examine her further. 

I was unaware at the time that I was practicing medicine without a license, and therefore was unable to give my cousin the treatment she obviously desired. Had I studied medicine, especially the history of medical practice, I would have known how to treat my cousin's affliction.

A half-century before my inept probing in my cousin's crotch, real medical doctors had found effective treatment for hysteria in women. They knew by the symptoms, such as swelling in the genital area, sexual fantasies and excessive vaginal lubrication that treatment was necessary. The recommended treatment for these symptoms around 1900, was manual massage of the vulva by the physician, causing hysterical paroxysm, or a release of the aforementioned affliction. This treatment in the late 19th Century was quite popular among the women, and accounted for a significant amount of physician practice. I have to wonder though, how many physicians played this game without an erection. 

As is the philosophy of Western medicine, if a hand can do a job, then a machine can do it better. By the early 20th Century, vulvar massage was being replaced by "electrotherapeutics," otherwise known as the vibrator. In 1904 a vibrator cost $200 and was sold only to doctors. With this innovation, hysterical paroxysms could be attained much more quickly and efficiently, at only $2 a pop. 

Unfortunately, due to our young age, neither my cousin nor I knew what we were doing or exactly what we were trying to accomplish in our medical explorations, other than the touching in that area felt good to her. Years later, I learned various techniques to induce these "hysterical paroxysms" in women, with my hands, mouth and even that erection that I now knew about. 

It seems however, that my sexual practice is paralleling medical practice once again, as a new device to increase sexual response in women has just gone on the market. Noting that the wonder drug Viagra works by increasing blood flow to the genital area of men, some medical genius invented a device to physically accomplish the same effect in women. 

The device, called Eros, is approved by the FDA to treat "Female Sexual Dysfunction." It is a tiny vacuum with a soft suction cup that fits over the clitoris. You simply turn on the adjustable vacuum for a few minutes until the clit feels engorged. The ad states that in clinical trials, 80% of women who used Eros experienced more sexual satisfaction than before. Indeed!

It is such a simple straightforward concept that inventors all over the world are kicking themselves in the ass for not thinking of it first. Well, actually, although I didn't think of it, I was taught the concept of this device years ago by Peggy, one of my early sexual instructors. It seems I was down in her pubes flailing about with my tongue when she said in her soft, raspy voice "Suck it, Rob, suck it." The scientists are right, increasing the blood flow to a clitoris by suction does enhance sexual response in women. 

Physicians who have studied the new clitoral vacuum are quick to point out that it is not a sex toy but a physiological device and it is available only by prescription. I'm sure that's what the doctors were calling the vibrator in 1904 that relieved so many Victorian tensions. (by 1918 Sears was selling vibrators for six bucks, which probably put a dent in the doctor visits, except for those women who preferred a professional touch).

However, I can't help but think that this new device, which costs more than $350, might be as sad a commentary on our sexual attitudes as the clinical inducement of paroxysms a century past. Why can't soft lips replace the soft suction cup of the vacuum device? Why can't the gentle suction of a lover draw blood to the clitoris as effectively as this mechanical sexual aid? Is it only for women who can't get their partner to attend to their physical needs? 

Come to think of it, maybe this is the time for a career change. It seems to have been my calling from a very early age. With a roll of Saran Wrap and a little lube, I might be able to go into business like a 19th Century physician. I figure I can undersell the clit vacuum by 90% and still make a decent living. 

(Honest officer, it's not prostitution, it's an organic physiologic procedure!)

Playing Doctor



I'd just finished doing my astronomy doctorate, but when this broad at the party, Carol was her name, was introduced to me as "Doctor," she said, "Are you going to practice locally, Doctor?" 

I didn't know whether she was joking or what. However, we got it all sorted out, and then she looked at me in a peculiar way and said, "Pity, I need a physical and I rather liked the look of you."

I'd had a few by then, so I rose to the occasion. "I'd be delighted to oblige," I said. "I like the look of you, too." 

And I did. Well stacked, long legs, face as beautiful as you could wish and an expression that held promise. I couldn't believe she really meant it, particularly since we'd only just met. But she gave me her card, and I gave her mine, and we made a date for the next Tuesday. Evening. 

"It'll take a couple of hours or so," I told her. "If you haven't had a physical for a while I'll have to give you a thorough one." And I meant it.

By the time the next Tuesday came round I'd made a few preparations. We were only playing games, but we may as well do it realistically, I thought. I cleared out my den for a changing room and moved a day-bed into my office, and then as an afterthought I borrowed a full length mirror to put in the den because I had an idea a girl preparing for a physical would probably want to look at herself pretty critically first. And right beside the mirror, fairly low down, I fixed a very unobtrusive surveillance camera connected to a monitor in the next room. If my patient was going to prepare for a physical, I wanted to see just how she did it.

Tuesday evening came, and I was beginning to wonder whether Carol would chicken out. But right on seven the door bell rang, and there she was. Very pretty, standing at the door. Good enough to eat, I thought, wondering what she'd taste like.

"Good evening," I said formally., "You've come for a physical examination, I believe."

"Yes please, Doctor," she said, making an effort to appear shy. "My name's Carol."

"Come in please, Carol," I said. "Any particular problems?"

"No Doctor. But I'd like a thorough check-up. It's been quite a while."

No problem there. I was all for checking this chick out pretty thoroughly. I showed her into the den. The changing room. 

"If you'd like to undress in here," I told her, "there's a robe for you to put on, and when you're ready just come into the office, the next room."

"Do you want all my clothes off, " she asked demurely. "Or shall I keep on my underthings?"

Women's undies are pretty exciting things---when they're on the women's bodies, anyway. And removing them from the bodies is a pastime I never tire of. But when I thought of that full-length mirror I decided it would be more exciting to watch Carol stripping herself.

I pretended to consider. "Better take everything off." And I left her. And went straight to the video monitor in my office.

I'd undressed my share of dames, but there was going to be something specially exciting about spying on a girl when she was undressing herself. I'd often wondered whether a girl took off her top things or her bottom things first. I was about to find out. This girl got down to business without delay, almost as if she was anxious to get stripped. Which she probably was.

The video gave me a first class view. As I'd guessed, Carol spotted the mirror and immediately stood in front of it, facing the camera. She was wearing a little bolero jacket thing, and that was the first to come off. Underneath was an extremely low necked blouse. I guess she wasn't expecting to be shut away in a dressing room and the blouse was for my benefit. Or at least the low neckline. I said she was well stacked. With this close fitting blouse with the low neckline she was more than stacked, she was magnificent. Her nipples weren't showing through the blouse---pity---but her boobs were threatening to burst the buttons.

Carol evidently liked the view almost as much as I did, because she posed in front of the mirror and took a few deep breaths. And then undid the buttons. So it was going to be top first. That was alright with me. It was going to be a thorough check-up. When she turned away from the mirror to put her blouse on the chair I was afraid she might have had enough of admiring herself. But there was plenty to admire, and she was back in front of the mirror before I had time to unzip my fly and get out a fast growing erection. Her bra came next, and two creamy tits with a sunburn line across the cleavage popped out. The name tits doesn't due them justice. They were two gorgeous upstanding globes with large brown aureoles and nipples like little raspberries. I'd like to put sugar on those and lick them clean, I thought.

Carol stood up straight, naked from the waist up, and cupped her breasts with her hands, pushing them up and out in front of the mirror. So this was what women did when they undressed! My hands were itching to fondle those nipples, but Carol did it for me, and then she began to squeeze and rub them. She must have been doing it to get them nicely engorged for me. 

Her nicely tailored pants slipped down easily. I was expecting to see panties, or really hoping she might have left them off, but I wasn't ready for what came to view. No girl wears a G-string as part of her underwear, surely. But this girl did. Once again I realized she must have put it on for me. And soon she was going to take it off for me although she didn't know that. This was the kind of G-string I'd seen in porn movies, a tiny triangle covering the pubic mound and a couple of almost invisible strings running up the creases where her thighs joined her belly. 

She rubbed her hands voluptuously over her belly, down to the G-string, and then I realized there was no pubic hair showing at all, none above the brief triangle and none peeping out between her thighs. This patient had really prepared herself! She licked a finger and slipped it under the G-string, and played with herself for a while, and then almost reluctantly took it out, and slowly turned her body around so that she could look at her back view. And so that I could look at it, too. And what a view. A beautiful heart-shaped ass, with her two bulging buttocks separated by the string rising from between her legs. She evidently liked the view, because she ran her hands lovingly over her ass cheeks a few times, and probed with her finger into the crack between.

I found I had been jerking my prick furiously all this time, and reluctantly I took my hand away. This hard-on, and the jism building up inside, was not going to be wasted in solitary masturbation. It had to be saved for my patient.

My patient, meanwhile, still with her back to the camera, was tugging the G-string down her thighs, and stepping out of it. As she bent over to take it down over her ankles her bottom was thrust out toward the camera, her legs parted, and I was treated to the sight of the bulging genitalia between her open thighs.

It was time for the peep-show to end. Any minute my patient would be coming into the office, and I had to switch off the monitor. I quickly zipped up and sat at my desk and waited.

Carol came into the room wearing the robe I had left for her. She was putting on a good act of looking shy and demure, very different from the voluptuous nymph I had been watching playing with herself a few moments earlier.

"Sit down there, please," I told her, pointing to the day-bed. "How long is it since you had a mammary examination?"

"It must be over a year," my patient said.

"Then I think we'd better begin with that. Will you slip your robe off your shoulders, please."

She sat, and shuffled the robe back off her shoulders. And she wasn't looking nearly so demure. Those luscious tits were the same tits I'd been watching on the monitor, but this time they were up close, and they were in the flesh. And what flesh!!! Creamy pink up to just above the nipples, with a sharp line cutting across each tit and deep brown sunburn above. Her bikini must have been something to see. If she'd played volleyball on the beach her nipples would have been popping out.

"Any pain at all?" I said, cupping her right breast in my hand.

"No, Doctor."

"Good." And I squeezed it gently, running my hand all over the underside, feeling the firm softness and wondering if she was getting as much out of the exercise as I was. I moved my hand across to her other breast, and felt it all over, alternately holding it my palm and massaging with my fingers. How long could I legitimately go on with this, I wondered. I could have played with those babies all night.

"How about the nipples?" I asked her. "They look a little swollen. Any discomfort there?" Swollen? The whole pinky brown circles of the aureola were swollen, standing out from the roundness of her breasts and thrusting the swollen nipples even further out toward my eyes. I put my palm over her right nipple and enclosed her whole breast, pressing the hard protruberance under my palm and rubbing it gently.

Carol gasped. I took my hand away and she exclaimed. "Oh no!"

"Does that hurt?"

"No no, it's just---"

I sucked my finger, and ran it round and round the surface of her aureole, never touching the engorged nut at its center. Carol was breathing heavily. She heaved her breast forward to force her nipple against my hand, and I took it between finger and thumb and pinched it and squeezed it and rubbed the very tip of it until she put her head right back and opened her mouth and let out a long, shuddering gasp.

"Rather sensitive, is it?" I asked. "Perhaps I'd better put some cream on it?" I reached for a bottle of skin cream, squirted some onto my fingers and rubbed it all over her nipple and her aureole, my fingers slipping round and over, rubbing and squeezing the swollen tumescence until she cried out.

"No more! I can't stand it! I feel as if it's going to explode.!"

I felt as if I was going to explode pretty soon, so I decided to move on. "That's quite a normal reaction. Nothing to worry about," I assured her. "Now if you'll just undo the gown and lie down I'll check the rest of you."

Carol undid the girdle of the gown. It seemed to me she practically flung the gown open. And she lay back on the bed with her feet crossed, an exquisite pattern of sunburn and pink. I put both palms on her belly and felt it all over, thrilling to the soft smoothness. I probed in her navel, and ran my hands around her waist and underneath to grab the firm cheeks of her ass and separate them. The fingers of one hand ran down the crack between her buns and probed between, and Carol's thighs opened in a most unpatientlike way. Her feet were still crossed, so as she opened her thighs and her knees spread apart they came up off the bed. The smooth, shaved pink of her pubic mound split wetly apart.

"No problem so far," I said. "Seen a gynaecologist lately? I think perhaps we should check there, don't you?'

Carol said nothing, just breathed hard. But I didn't need to explain how to spread her thighs wide for the examination. Her knees seemed to come up by themselves, her feet tucked themselves against her buns, and her thighs were so spread they seemed to be splitting her crotch in two. The space between her thighs was a wide open entrance. Two petal like lips pouted out, glistening with the juice that was oozing from her cunt.

I knelt down at the end of the bed, my face close between her thighs. Her cunt was so wide open I could see every detail, the swollen lips, the inside of her vulva, the spasmodic clenching of her vagina as her thighs twitched in sympathy. I put one finger into the split at the bottom of her belly, feeling for the clitoris I knew must be aching to be played with. It was a tiny hard knob, and as I touched it Carol's whole pelvis surged up, her ass leaving the bed and her cunt and her clitoris forced against my hand.

I paused awhile to play, and then moved to the open tunnel. One finger slipped inside, then a second. They slid easily in, lubricated by the juice that Carol was producing. They probed as far up inside as they could go, feeling the soft wetness and the throbbing of her cunt muscles.

"Get any discomfort from sexual intercourse?" I asked.

"No, Doctor," Carol gasped, and I was amazed that a broad so close to orgasm could continue to put on the patient act.

I reached for a dildo I'd bought specially for the occasion. "Tell me if this gives you any discomfort," I said, and I gently inserted the knob between the engorged lips, into her gaping cunt hole, and on up into the depths of her vagina.

"Tell me when to stop," I said. But she said nothing, and I slid the dildo further in, right in till the whole seven inches was inside her and the artificial balls were pressed hard against her crotch. Sliding a dildo up inside a cunt that should have been taking the length of my prick seemed wrong, somehow. But I wanted to watch this girl cum. I wanted to watch her thighs convulsing and her belly heaving and her ass lurching off the bed.

"No difficulty with orgasms?" I asked. "And how about multiple orgasms?"

"Oh god!" Carol gasped, "just try me."

I tried. I twisted the dildo gently to stimulate every sensitive part of her vagina, and then I started to give her an artificial fuck. In and out, gently at first, twisting the dildo, holding it at different angles. Occasionally I would pretend to be pulling it right out of her cunt till the bulbous head was almost out, and Carol cried out. "No, don't take it out, I'll have an orgasm for you right away if that's what you want, only don't stop, please---Doctor."

She was going to cum any moment, and yet she was still able to play games! I started fucking her in earnest, faster each time, pressing the dildo hard against her wide open crotch. And with my other hand I found her clitoris and played with it until she shrieked and her whole pelvis lifted off the bed, and she grabbed my hand and forced it against her groin and massaged her clitoris with it till she was cumming with a violence that shocked me.

When she came down---and she took her time coming down---I was going to make some silly doctor-like remark. But she forestalled me. "Did that seem alright to you, Doctor? I mean should it make me cry out like that?"

"Different women have different orgasms, " I told her. "Your's certainly seemed to be very satisfactory." I started to withdraw the dildo.

"But you were asking me about multiple orgasms, Doctor," she said hurriedly. "Were you going to test that too?"

I certainly was. I had something inside my pants that felt as if it could fill her belly twice as full as that dildo, and it wasn't going to wait much longer.

"This is a different kind of dildo," I explained. "Just lie back and we'll see if your second orgasm comes more quickly than the first."

"Oh I'm sure it will, Doctor. I'm almost cum---orgasming at the thought of it."

She was already frigging her clit as hard as she could go. Her thighs were spread wide apart, and her cunt hole had been so well reamed out it had stayed open like a soft wet tunnel leading up into her belly. I had a mind to kneel down and see how far I could push my tongue up inside her, but my prick was in no state to delay any longer. I fitted my knob between the gaping lips of her cunt, and slid it easily up inside her.

She was so wide open and so wet inside that my prick felt no friction and there was no resistance by her cunt muscles. As my groin came hard up against the opening of her cunt, I began to wonder whether either of us would get enough sensation to be able to cum. And then Carol took over. I was supposed to be fucking Carol, but it was Carol who fucked me.

Her thighs lifted and her legs wrapped themselves over my back, holding my belly pressed against hers. Her hands grabbed my head and pulled my face down to hers, and her open mouth locked itself to mine. And every vagina muscle from her cunthole to her navel clamped tightly round the whole length of my prick. All I needed to do was lie still and relax, and her cunt muscles would have masturbated me into an instant cumming that would have poured hot sperm into the depths of her .

But the pressure of her thighs relaxed and her belly seemed to draw away from mine, and I was able to lift myself sufficiently to withdraw my lance ready for another thrust. Carol let it withdraw just as far as she wanted, and then her thighs were clamping tightly over me again, forcing me down, forcing my prick back into her. In and out she took me, sometimes releasing me till my knob was at the entrance to her cunt before she forced me back in, sometimes speeding up for short piston strokes that must have had my ramrod filling every inch of her vagina.

At last she released my mouth and gasped, "I'm going to cum. Cum with me. Fill my belly with you sperm. Let me feel you cum. Please, Doctor."

I did just as she said.

-The end-



Playing Doctor



Cylinda likes to play games, and that's fine with me, especially the kind of games she prefers. Many people, in particular those who were more precocious than others, played a version of "Doctor" as children. This game is sometimes described, more frankly, as "You show me yours and I'll show you mine". When Cylinda and I play, we start where the children's game leaves off. Recently, she came to my office for a session of fun, in the guise of an annual gynecological examination. 

"Good morning, Miss Jones," I said to her as I opened the door to my house in response to her ringing the doorbell. "Right on time, I see. Come this way, please."

I led her to the spare bedroom that I use as an office. There is a desk there, where I do the free lance writing that pays the bills, and sometimes I use it for other things, mostly for fun sex. That day, it would be used as an examining table, and was covered by a thick pad, with some pillows and a sheet over the pad. Because this is a role-playing game I love to play with Cylinda and some other women, I bought some supplies a while ago, including stirrups that I can attach to the desk, and examining gowns for the women to wear. I was wearing my normal blue jeans and shirt, with a toy stethoscope around my neck and a white, professional-looking tunic. It had actually been designed to be worn by a pharmacist, but we were not trying to win an Academy Award in costuming. 

I handed her a clean white gown with no back, or even any ties, and pointed to a screen in a corner of the office. "Just go behind that screen and change into this gown," I instructed her. "And lie down on the examining table. I will be back in a few minutes." 

I went to the bathroom and washed my hands and got a drink of water and otherwise puttered around for a few minutes, before returning to the office and knocking on the door. Immediately, and without waiting for an answer, I strode into the room. I have often wondered why doctors and other medical professionals do that, knock on the door and enter whether there is a response or not, and I wanted our role play to be as authentic as possible. I smiled at Cylinda, barefoot and wearing nothing but the gown and looking very pretty while lying on the examining table. She had even taken off her glasses, apparently leaving them in her purse. She is a little over five feet tall, with a pleasant figure and very curly light brown hair, which she was wearing down and just below her shoulders. 

Cylinda smiled and batted her pretty blue eyes at me and asked "Is this alright, Doctor." It was a lot more than just "alright" but I was still maintaining my professional detachment. 

"That's just fine, Miss Jones," I responded as I walked around to the end of the examining table. "Just put your feet into these," I directed her, indicating the stirrups, and Cylinda complied, with my assistance. So far, we were maintaining a very decorous and professional doctor-patient relationship. 

The gown was long, almost to her ankles. Slowly and methodically, keeping my professional detachment but still eager to feast my eyes on the delightful part of Cylinda's body that would be the subject of my examination, I rolled it up until it reached her knees. The proper and medically approved procedure is for me to move the gown into such a position that it would conceal the patient's view of me, and prevent me from seeing her face as well. Therefore, I slid it down to the middle of her thighs, and leaned forward, until Cylinda's beautiful pussy was staring me in the face. 

Right up until that moment, I had managed to keep a professional detachment, as if I were actually a gynecologist performing a routine examination. However, the naked pussy a foot in front of my face was so beautiful, that I no longer could do that, nor would I have wanted to. I was already aware that Cylinda shaves herself there regularly, and it was apparent that she had done so just before coming in for her "annual examination" by me. She does so to enhance her sensitivity, which I know it does, and to make her pussy even more enticing than it otherwise would be. In that, she had been wildly successful. 

The cleanly-shaven skin was a lovely ivory color, and I could see her inner lips just starting to peek out through her slit. They were a dusky pink, and already swelling with her arousal, and I could see a sheen of her fresh juices covering them. As a connoisseur of pussies, I could see that hers was truly outstanding. 

Cylinda expressed some doubts, however. Doctor, do you see anything wrong with my vulva?" she asked, knowing what my answer would be. 

"No, Miss Jones. There doesn't seem to be anything wrong that I can see, but I will need to examine it much more thoroughly." 

"Okay. You're the doctor." 

Indeed I was, for that day at least, and I leaned closely and breathed deeply of the heavenly aroma that was rising from Cylinda's wonderful pussy. Although I was trying to stay in character as well as I could, I refused to wear surgeons' gloves. I truly enjoy touching her beautiful, sexy body, and I wasn't going to let a few possible germs scare me away. Gently, I reached out and spread her slit and her inner lips, and gazed into the most beautiful place of all, the exquisite pink hole that was the source of the juices that were so pleasing to my nostrils. A fragrant cloud arose, and I breathed deeply of it. I was certainly glad that Cylinda knew enough to eschew perfumes and other artificial scents on this part of her body. 

"Are you smelling me down there?" Cylinda asked. 

"Of course, Miss Jones. I would be remiss in my professional duties if I failed to use all my senses in conducting this examination." 

"Very well, Doctor. You know what's best. Does it smell alright to you?" 

"I am happy to say that it does, Miss Jones. I can find nothing wrong with the aroma here, but I will need to conduct more tests to satisfy myself and you. Please be patient. I prefer to take my time, and make sure there are no problems." 

There were no serious problems. I was having some trouble keeping a straight face and, from the sound of Cylinda's voice, I think she was encountering the same difficulty. Her position, with her feet in the stirrups, was a bit awkward for the next part of the examination, but that was easily remedied. 

"Miss Jones, I am going to have to ask you to remove your feet from the stirrups, because I will need to get closer for this next part of the examination. That's good, just raise your legs," I continued when Cylinda had done as requested. 

I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around her thighs, and pulled her closer, until I was in a more comfortable position. She continued to lie on her back, but now her legs were draped over my shoulders, and my face was just inches from her delectable pussy. I leaned even closer, in order to smell her delightful scent. She had been producing fresh juices as her arousal grew. 

"Do you have to get that close to examine me?" she asked. 

I raised my head slightly to answer, although I couldn't see her face, which was screened by the examining gown. "Of course, Miss Jones. The closer I am, the better I can detect any problems. I assure you, you are in very competent hands." That seemed to mollify my patient, and I returned to breathing in her fragrance. 

Of course, smelling her was not even close to being enough, especially when I knew how delicious her pussy juices are. Delicately, I licked up the ones that had trickled down her crotch, and continued on to the very soft, silky area between an inner and outer lip. 

"That feels rather strange, Doctor, but very pleasant. What instrument are you using now?" 

"It's my tongue, Miss Jones. As I said, I have to use all my senses to properly conduct an examination of your female organs. Now, I am tasting them." 

"I see. Is everything as it should be." 

"Yes it is. I am very happy to tell you that you are quite delicious down here, besides having an incredibly delightful aroma. However I will need to continue my examination for quite some time, in order to be thorough."

"That's good, Doctor. I'm really glad you're so conscientious." 

By that time, Cylinda's pussy was squirming under my face, and her voice sounded as if she was breathing deeply and rapidly. My tongue continued its examination, slowly licking upward on one of her outer pussy lips. Of all the senses that had been put to use, the one being the most pleased was my sense of touch. Although I had loved the sight, aroma and flavor of Cylinda's incredible pussy, the lip under my tongue was soft and smooth and a joy to lick. Slowly, my tongue meandered all over the entire area until I reached her mons. Her pussy writhed under my face, producing more of her nectar that I would devour momentarily. Cylinda was also happily murmuring, pleasing my fifth sense, that of hearing. 

After my tongue sluiced up all the fresh juices, it treated the second pussy lip the same way as it had the first, slowly traveling all along the ultra-smooth surface until it once again reached her mons. Her lips had been so smooth that I believed she had completed the shaving no more than minutes before leaving for my "medical office", which would result in their being at their most sensitive also. 

They certainly seemed to be that. As soon as my tongue reached her mons the second time, I violated medical ethics by pulling the examination gown farther down, so I could observe the reactions of Cylinda's body. It was very gratifying to see how much she was enjoying my ministrations. Her body was writhing on top of the improvised examining table; her eyes were blissfully closed and there was a big smile on her face while her head rolled back and forth on her pillow. I was immensely enjoying the examination too, and I raised the gown back to the approved level, and lowered my face back to her pussy. HERE After relishing all the fresh juices that Cylinda had just produced, I started licking between an inner and outer lip, loving the way her skin there was so soft and smooth against my tongue. When I reached the place where they are close together, I tilted my face slightly sideways, so I could thrust my tongue into the seam between the two lips. Once again, I slowly licked upward, caressing both lips at the same time with my tongue. She is even more sensitive in the place where my tongue was exploring, so her movements became even more strenuous, and she produced more fresh juices. I slowly licked to the place where the inner lip ends by merging with the other inner lip to form Cylinda's clit hood. She was moaning in pleasure by that time, and that is one of the things I most love to hear: The sounds of bliss being made by a beautiful woman like Cylinda while I am eating her pussy. 

Of course, my examination was far from over. I felt I needed to taste every part of her pussy, preferably many times over, to be sure that she was truly in good health. Once again, my tongue started inspecting between an inner and outer pussy lip, this time those on the other side of her dripping hole. Moving just as slowly as before, and licking everywhere as thoroughly as I could, I satisfied myself there was nothing wrong with that part of Cylinda's female organs. When I reached her clit hood again, I licked her just as before. I had already satisfied myself as to her health there, but it was fun, so I did it again. 

Cylinda's moans were ending in whimpers, and her pussy was fucking into my face, and I knew the tasting part of my examination soon reach its climax, at exactly the time the patient did. I savored all her fresh juices and started thrusting my tongue into the lower edge of her pink hole, relishing the taste of the droplets that were expelled. Wanting everything to be covered, I slowly started up one edge of the dripping hole, probing the edge and exploring under her inner pussy lip. Back and forth my tongue crossed between the two sides, dipping into the bubbling cauldron every time it crossed over. When I reached the top of the whole, I knew it was time to conclude that part of the examination, and I moved slightly higher on her pussy. 

Her pussy was moving so strenuously under my mouth, that I had some trouble, but I knew it would be worth it. Finally, my mouth engulfed her clit, and I started sucking, using my lips as a seal at its base. As I sucked, my tongue remained active, caressing the swollen tops and sides for as long as I sucked. 

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Cylinda whimpered as I continued. Her gown slipped farther down her thighs than the AMA would have liked, but I felt they would understand, under the circumstances. 

"Oh!" she blurted, and I knew Cylinda was starting to cum. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" she echoed herself. 

It felt almost as if she was trying to wrap my face around her pussy, she jammed it so hard against my mouth. Cylinda's thighs squeezed my temples and her hands went to the back of my head, pressing my face even tighter against her pussy. Holding my head a willing prisoner, her legs oscillated wildly, while she bounced up and down on the examining table. I kept a tight grip on her thighs, and my mouth continued sucking and licking her clit for as long as she was cumming, which was one of the most pleasurable times of my life. 

When Cylinda climaxed, her back arched, driving her pussy extra hard against my face, and all her muscles clenched, relaxing a second later. Her hands released my head and flopped at her sides, and her legs released their grip, and remained draped over my shoulders. I knew there would be a wealth of fresh juices all around her pussy, and I moved down lower on her body to devour as much of it as I believed advisable. I feasted on everything that had spattered on her thighs, belly, crotch and pussy lips, but I left the juices inside the hole that was their source, to perform their natural function of lubrication. The next stage of my examination would be probing her there, and I wanted it to go as smoothly and pleasurably as the first stage had. 

To give Cylinda some time to recover from her orgasm, I moved my upper body out from under her legs and prepared for that stage by removing all my clothing. Stepping out of character very briefly, I got a condom out of the drawer of the desk/examining table. Wishing to restore professional decorum, I raised the examining gown to her knees again. 

"Is your examination complete yet, Doctor," Cylinda asked me. 

"Not yet, Miss Jones. The first stage is complete, but I want to do everything necessary, and I will still need to probe you." 

"Did the first stage come out alright?" 

Yes, Miss Jones. Quite excellent in fact. The aroma of your female organ is delightful; it tastes delicious; it is a thing of great beauty, and felt divine to my examining instruments. I am very happy to say I found nothing at all wrong with your pussy." 

I heard her giggle slightly over that last word, but she caught herself in time. "I'm glad to hear that, Doctor. Are ready to start the second stage?" 

"Anytime you're ready. Just place your feet in the stirrups again. I will first have to prepare my instrument." After rolling the condom onto my cock, I helped Cylinda get her feet placed correctly and climbed onto the examining table between her legs. 

While I had been preparing my cock, she had slid her arms out of the sleeves of the examining gown and folded it down so it lay across her belly. I folded the hem of the gown upward so it was free of the place I would be probing, and we looked at each other and smiled. Deciding simultaneously that we no longer needed it, we picked it up from her belly and tossed it on the floor. We were both completely naked and I leaned forward, resting my hands beside her body, ready to begin the probing process. 

Eager to aid in the examination, Cylinda reached between her legs and spread her pussy lips. I leaned over to the left, supporting my weight on that hand, while my other hand guided my cock to the delightful hole it would be probing. When the end was pressed against the warm wetness, I moved it up and down and sideways, covering the head with some of her juices. With all in readiness, I gave a firm push, and the tip of my cock wedged into Cylinda's lovely pussy. She drew her breath in sharply between her teeth and sighed happily. 

I moved slightly forward, moved the hand that was supporting my weight, and pushed again. The pussy juices that I had left inside Cylinda were doing their job of lubrication, and two more inches of my cock slid inside. Enough of my shaft was inside her pussy that I no longer needed to guide it, so I placed my right hand on the examining table next to Cylinda, to support my weight on both hands. 

"Mmmm, Doctor," she murmured. I really like the way your instrument feels. I hope you are going to probe me deeply there, and for a long time."

"Of course, Miss Jones. Just as deeply as I can, and I am going to take my time and do a really thorough job of my examination. 

"That's good. So far, it feels like you are doing everything right."

I continued doing everything right, thrusting my cock into her a little at a time, until the entire length was inside her pussy. She raised her arms in invitation, and I slid my hands forward and curled my arms under hers, resting the weight of my upper body on my forearms, so Cylinda could move freely under me. I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest, with her erect nipples digging in. 

Slowly, I drew my cock back until just the head was still inside her pussy and, just as slowly, I drove it all the way back inside her, until my pubic hair tickled her clean-shaven skin. Cylinda thrust her pussy back to meet me, and that was when we lost all semblance of a doctor-patient relationship. 

Oh, God, that's good," she murmured. "Give it to my pussy! Give it to me good!" 

"Anything you say." I had no intention of not giving it to her pussy, deep and for a long time, and I was in no hurry to get done. 

Once again, I drew slowly back and, as I plunged my cock back inside her, Cylinda must have removed her feet from the stirrups. She wrapped her legs around mine, and pulled herself even more strongly, toward me, and my body pressed against he pussy with a wet, satisfying "smack". Over and over, we stroked like that, both of us relishing everything about what we were doing. As good as it was, Cylinda wanted to make it even better for both of us. 

"Let me do it," she whispered, just before I drove my cock back into her again. 

"Okay," I whispered, and eased my cock in part of the way, before raising my upper body so my weight was supported by my hands, which were positioned on either side of her pretty face. 

Cylinda reached up and took a tight grip on my upper arms. Pushing against them and pulling herself forward by flexing her legs, she impaled her pussy on my cock, and lay there for a few seconds, letting pleasure radiate out from where she was so well-stuffed. When she withdrew her pussy, it was by pulling against my arms until only a small part of my cock was still inside her. When she moved forward again, I remained passive until most of my cock had been engulfed, then thrust forward. Our bodies came together wetly, spattering he juices on both of us, and we moaned a blissful duet. 

We continued fucking like that for a long time, with Cylinda setting a slow pace, and both of us deriving immense pleasure from it. As she moved forward and back, I saw her movements were starting to become more erratic, writhing under me, especially when out bodies came together. I also saw her eyes were closed, as her head tossed from side to side on the pillow, and I could hear her breathing becoming more rapid. Cylinda was getting closer to cumming, which was good, because I was too. 

She recognized he condition as well. "I'm almost ready to cum, George. Really give it to me. Fuck my clit good and hard." 




Playing Doctor



It was my friend Sally who first told me about Dr. Williams. I had always felt self-conscious about going to a male doctor for breast and vaginal exams, so Sally told me to try her doctor. She said I'd never regret it. If only I'd known in how many ways she meant that.

I have two kids and have always been faithful to my husband, but what happened to me that day changed my life forever. I had an afternoon appointment and was the last patient left in the waiting room when one of the nurses came in to say the doctor would see me now. I had expected to enter a typical doctor's office smelling of cough syrup, formaldehyde, and other wierd chemicals. Instead, my senses were caressed by the soft sweetness of lilacs, roses, and orange blosoms--the interesting intermingling of several female perfumes. Paintings of pine-covered mountains, green medows, and beautiful girls relaxing beside ponds and strems lined the walls. 

When Sally told me about her lady doctor, I expected to see a fifty-ish Aunt Gertrude type with horn-rimmed glasses and greying hair. I was not prepared for the real Dr. Williams. What waited for me in the doctor's examining room was a Playboy magazine cut-out of a tall, very well-stacked, very beautiful blonde. Her white smock clung tightly to all her curves and barely covered her rounded ass while she was standing. The tops of her beige stockings were fully exposed as were the lower portions of her garter straps. 

I've been told that I'm not bad-looking myself, but I felt immediately intimidated by the excessive beauty and just plain sexual luxuriance spilling out of both ends of her smock. Some doctor, I thought. What has Sally gotten me into? The only thing "doctor" about this woman was the stethoscope around her neck and the clipboard she held in her hand.

To add to my confusion, and feeling of intimidation, there was not one, but two nurses: the one who led me in from the waiting room, and another one who was helping the doctor arrange things--and both of them were knock-out attractive. One was a redhead about my five foot eight, and the other was a brunette just a tad shorter and quite petite. Their skirts were as tight and short as the good doctor's.

My feelings of apprehension and intimidation evaporated as soon as Dr. Williams introduced herself. She shook my hand like a man would, and looked me directly in the eye as she welcomed me to her office. Her smile could've disarmed an armadillo. Toothpaste ad teeth glittered between her ruby red lips which parted most invitingly, but in a wholesome sort of way. Such a friendliness and warmth exuded from her face, that I knew instantly she was sincere and that she was someone I could put all my trust in. She made me feel instantly like we were old friends. She could have been a college coed were it not for the tiny crow's feet crinkling at the corner of each eye as she smiled at me. The crow's feet hinted at the hours, and years, she had spent poring over medical books. Her green eyes pinning mine, were full of intelligence, love, mystery, and something else, maybe a little mischievousness twinkling in the background somewhere.

"Okay, Mrs. Barnes," Dr. Williams said, nodding towards the scale against the wall, "first we'd like to take your height and weight."

As if by pre-arranged signal the two nurses each grabbed a hand and led me to the scale.

I could have walked to the scale on my own accord, and I certainly did not need a nurse, much less two, to help me get up on the scale. But, I must admit, I didn't mind being pampered so. 

As the brunette nurse adjusted the balances on the scale, her shapely hip brushed up against my thigh. Then she leaned forward a bit more and her ass rubbed against the front of my thigh--just below the hemline of my mini skirt. I felt a flush of heat from the contact and knew that my face was reddening. But I couldn't back away from her without stepping off the scale. Besides, Dr. Williams was standing right behind me with the clipboard and I didn't want to collide with her.

The redhead nurse leaned in from the other side to read off my weight for Dr. Williams. The touch of her firm ass lightly touching my other thigh just a bit higher up sent another heat wave through me.

"Okay," Dr. Williams said writing down the figure, "now for her height." 

The two nurses again gently took my hand and led me to the wall where they had a chart of inches and feet painted. They each placed a hand on one of my hips to turn me facing away from the wall. A gentle hand on my stomach guided me back until my butt and shoulders touched the wall. The brunette's hand lingering on my stomach, even after I was in place, sent chills through me.

I had never felt desires for another woman before, and at this point still didn't realize what was happening to me. I thought they were just being extra friendly and solicitous because I was a new customer. I had never been pampered so in a doctor's office before, and I certainly did not mind. What bothered me was why the delicate, seemingly innocent touches of the nurses should send such nice tingles to my pussy. I was afraid that by the time they got to the gynecological exam I would be so wet that they'd all think I was queer or something.

When the redhead began to adjust my shoulders against the wall, she leaned into me just enough so the tips of her well-formed breasts touched mine just above the nipples. To my discomfort my nipples betrayed me and grew erect as if to meet hers. I was afraid she would feel them grow beneath her and stab into her own soft flesh. Thank God for my bra. Maybe she wouldn't notice my little erections. But what in heaven's name was I to do when it came time for my breast exam? I had to get a hold of myself before they could see my shame.

The two nurses stepped to the side so Dr. Williams could come up to read my height. With my hands at my sides, the nurses stood so close to me their hips brushed my hands. Embarrassed I moved my hands towards the front of my thighs where they'd be out of the way. Both nurses then filled the space left by my departed hands and slided in even closer to me. Now their hips touched my hips on either side.

Dr. Williams handed her clipboard to the redhead nurse and stepped up closer to readjust my shoulders. "We can't have any slouching of the shoulders now," she said with that disarming "we-have-been-friends-forever smile." She gently pushed my shoulders back against the wall again, and like the nurse before her, she let the tips of her ample breasts rest on mine.

"We must have perfect posture to get an accurate reading of your height, Mrs. Barnes." She slid her hands off my shoulders and pushed my upper arms back against the wall.

This move expanded my ribcage forcing my tits more up and out--and right into Dr. Williams' tits. My screaming nipples, poking out my bra, stabbed into her mercilessly. No way could not feel that, bra or no bra.

It was then that I noticed that Dr. Williams wasn't wearing a bra. Her own nipples jutted out proudly forming little tents in the front of her smock. Though I was burning up with shame and confusion over my own feelings, I found it somewhat flattering to think that I could possibly have been the cause for such a reaction on the part of someone so beautiful, intelligent, and sexy-looking as Dr. Williams.

She looked me straight in the eye, her face no more than six inches from mine. Her green eyes had me mesmerized. I feared that she'd misread the strange feelings I seemed to be suddenly having, yet her warm emeralds for eyes just took me in and made me feel, well, so natural. I mean, like here we were, our breasts touching each others, nipples erect, and she doesn't seem to be fazed in the least--like it's all natural?

"That's much better now Mrs. Barnes," she said with that smile of hers warming me with its radience and sending new waves of tingles clear down to my toes. "Now keep your hands at your sides."

"Yes doctor," I gulped. I tried to do as ordered but the two nurses were in the way of my hands. I had no choice but to let my hands rest against their upper thighs.

Dr. Williams then put her hand against my stomach and pushed in. "Let's see if we can get your back flat against the wall to make sure you're not slouching."

So, there I am, each of my hands resting on a shapely thigh of the nurses, their hips touching mine--the heat from both their bodies beginning to scald me. Or was it my own heat bubbling up from my furnace below? Such confused and shameless feelings I'd never had before. And, then there was Doctor Williams. Our breasts touching so provocatively and her green eyes so open as if inviting me into her soul.

Her lips curling sweetly into a child's smile she leaned even closer to me to read my height off to the nurse with the clip board. "Five-foot eight and a half inches," she said, her lips forming a kiss pout as she mouthed each syllable-our faces were so close her lips left a faint trace of hot moistness against my lips sending instant bolts of electricity to my pussy. Her perfume engulfed me taking me to some far away enchanted forest of ferns, fronds, and flowers, to some Alice in Wonderland fantasyland where the ordinary rules and customs of society had no relevance. 

All to soon Dr. Williams moved away. She took the clip board from the redhead and then patted the stool stranding next to the examing table. "Okay, Mrs. Barnes, if you'll just sit up here for a moment."

"Okay," I croaked, my voice crumbling from the sudden dryness of my throat, and the trembly weak-kneed feeling tingling my whole body.

The two nurses grasped my hands again and led me to the tall stool. Scooting myself up on the perch, I was conscious of my own tight cotton skirt sliding up my legs. Half way up on the stool was a foot rest and when I planted my feet on it, my knees were higher than my hips making my legs slope up at an angle, and making my poor skirt look shorter still. I was showing as much leg now as the nurses were.

Dr. Williams turned to smile at me again. "Mrs. Barnes, we'll have to ask you to remove your bra for the next phase of the examination. You can leave your dress on for now, if you are shy about it, but the bra will be in the way. The nurses can help you."

She turned around to look at some notes on her desk, bending over slightly. I couldn't help but watch as her skirt slid up her beautiful legs showing more of her garter straps. I felt a perverse thrill when I caught a slight glimpse of bright red panty underneath. But, I also felt terribly ashamed for even looking, and worse, for feeling that uncontrolllable gush of wetness in my own panties. Unfortunately, I didn't have much time to think about it as the nurses went right to work. They unbuttoned my blouse down to my belly button, their delicate fingers lightly grazing my breasts as they fumbled with the buttons. After opening up my blouse enough to get their hands in, one nurse reached around to unhook the bra strap, then the other one slipped the cups up and away from my breasts.

With trembling fingers I tried to close my blouse back up and rebutton it but that only stretched the material tighter, making my hard-on nipples stand out more. The redhead nurse looked at my nipples poking through the fabric, smiled at me and came up to undo the buttons again.

"We're sorry Mrs. Barnes, but the doctor would like your front to be open for this part of the exam," she said as her fingers grazed my aching nipples again.

Dr. Williams came up beside me with her stethoscope. First she placed it on my neck. She leaned against my leg as she listened. Her breasts grazed my arm--those huge erect nipples of hers teasing my flesh maddeningly. She began to move the stethoscope down inside my open blouse. Its coldness against the heat of my body only served to make me more excited. When she reached one of my breasts she slid the scope around the outside of it, then as if preventing my breasts from escaping her probing scope she held a hand against the inside of my breast.

Still holding her hand on my boob, she moved the scope around until it rested over my erect nipple. Then she touched a switch and the scope started vibrating fiendishly against my aching nipple and aureole. She moved the vibrating scope around so it worked my nipple back and forth and up and down, and around and around in circles until the pleasure had just about sucked all the breath out of me. Every square inch of skin on my body burned as if millions of flies with electrified feet were walking over every nanometer of me.

The nurses pressed their bodies in close to mine. When I thought I could stand the teasing pleasure no more, Dr. Williams slid her scope across my chest towards the other breast. To get a better angle at me she shifted her position, not to lean against my other leg, like I expected her to do, but instead she worked her way between my knees, my nylons making a swish sound as her smock rubbed against them. I would have opened my legs wider to allow her more room to do what ever she thought she had to do to complete my exam, but now the nurses were standing too close on either side. My outer thighs were already pressed up against their bodies as tight as could be, while the good doctor was wedged in between the vice of my inner thighs as far up as she could get.

Dr. Williams now worked the outside of my left breast as she had done my right, cupping the inside of it with her hand. Then she placed the scope on the nipple and started the vibrating mechanism again, teasing my nipples every which way. 

"Ummmmmmm." I couldn't stiffle the moans escaping my lips. The heat of the doctor's shapely body between my legs was throwing kerosine on my flaming furnace. Just when I was about to lose control and start humping my crotch into her, she turned off the maddeningly erotic vibrating stethoscope, placed the earphones around her neck, and let the scope free fall against her tummy.

"Open your mouth, please Mrs. Barnes." Dr. Williams said. "That's it, now stick out your tongue."

Instead of using a tongue depressor she used two fingers. When she leaned over to look into my mouth, her erect nipples dug into my own making my soaked pussy drool even more. Oh, why couldn't my husband touch me like these women did? The good doctor ran her fingers all over the inside of my mouth, testing the gums, my tongue, and behind my lips. 

"Everything looks good so far," she said. "But just to be sure, we have to do the taste test. Stick your tongue out as far as you can now, and say ahhh." 

"Ahhhhh!"

Doctor Williams then stuck her own tongue out and touched the tip of it to mine. 

"Ahhhhhhh!" I said again as bolts of lightening crackled through my body at the contact. The hot electricity raced through all my cells and congregated on my pussy. She slowly slid the tip of her tongue up and down the length of mine, sending new shivers of ecstacy through me. The slight movements of her body, as she worked her tongue on mine, caused her rock hard nipples to do a sword dance with mine. Her smock was stretched so tight now by her huge throbbing nipples as to be nothing more than a hint against my naked breasts. Her sparkling green eyes bored into mine hypnotizing me, smiling at me, saying let's fuck, let's fuck, let's fuck.

The nurses each had a hand on my butt right above the stool, while their other hands caressed my shins and calves. Their crotches were pressed firmly against my taut thighs, their heat scalding me.

Dr. Williams worked her tongue all the way up inside my mouth. She placed both hands on either side of my face, imprisoning me, then brought her face to mine. She planted her mouth against mine and sent her slippery warm tongue to exploring deep inside of me. With Dr. Williams pressing into me so hard, the only way I could keep from falling off the stool was to wrap my hands around each of the nurses finding purchase on their firm butts. My legs, finding a will of their own, wrapped completely around Dr. Williams, embracing her, holding her body prisoner to the boiling cauldron my crotch was becoming. Dr. Williams sent her sexy tongue on a heavy duty reconnassiance patrol--it traveled all over the inside of my gums, then between my lips and my outer gums, then back inside my mouth deep throating me, then she wriggled the tip of her tongue againt the roof of my mouth, then she moved her head back and forth causing her tongue to scrape back and forth along the roof of my mouth and I felt like my brains were being fucked. My husband should kiss half this good! I've never felt such wild sensations in my entire life. And then, all too soon, it was over. Dr. Williams pulled away, leaving an empty crater between my legs, the lava still bubbling inside of me.

"Prepare Mrs. Barnes for the breast cancer mammary examination," Dr. Williams said to the nurses as she stepped back over to her desk to put her stethoscope away. Standing there in front of me she bent over to open the bottom drawer of her desk. Her smock slid up even further than before.

By now I was too hot and intoxicated with erotic feelings to feel the shame I felt the first time I got to see up her dress. I could no longer try to deny how it made my pussy tingle to watch her smock slide up those shapely legs, up way past the tops of her stockings, her garter straps, and that firm butt showing under those bright red, tight panties. I wanted so bad to run my hands up and dwon those beautiful legs, and all over that nice rounded ass. Dr. Williams had already secured the stethoscope, but lingered there seeming to fiddle with something in the bottom drawer with her ass stuck up in the air as if beckoning me. Between her legs I could detect more than a touch of wetness on her panties and the sight of that sent new shock waves of heat through me, and a new spurt of wetness gurgled from my hungry pussy.

While I was so enchanted at looking at Dr. Williams' ample charms, her nurses were fondling me as they undid my blouse the rest of the way. Still bending over, Dr. Williams looked back at me and caught me looking at her. She smiled warmly, and remaining bent over, ran her hands up and down her legs, as if to smooth out her stockings--and it only served to make me drool even more.

As soon as the nurses had my blouse off, Dr. Williams came back to the stool and stood behind me. She stood close, letting her erect, smock-poking out nipples graze my back, then she reached around me to cup both of my breasts. She pulled me back into her so I rested snugly against her huge tits, her erect nipples stabbing me maddeningly in the back. Her hands were all over my tits, probing, kneading, twisting, squeezing. The feeling of her chest working against my back as she breathed sent chills up and down my spine. Her breath, hot and syrupy, flushed my check and rolled down my neck. Her lips lightly brushed my ear as she whispered, "the only lumps I can find on you Mrs. Barnes, are these." She stroked my nipples, making them stand out even more, then she took them between thumb and forefinger and pulled them way out.

I giggled lightly at her humor--but my pussy knew there was more than humor involved here and it gushed more girl goo in response. As I giggled I turned my face to look into those captivating green eyes of hers and she smoothered my giggle with a kiss. Her tongue probed me, but more insistently than when she was pretending to examine my oral cavity. She pulled back to lick the side of my face. Leaving a trail of tickling moisture on my ear, her lips again whispered, "You are so healthy and so beautiful, Mrs. Barnes. But perhaps my nurses can find what I have missed."

With that, both nurses started suckling my nipples and fondling my breasts. The had to lean over across my thighs a tad in order to put their mouths on my tits and that caused their own short, tight skirts to slide up showing the tops of their stockings and the bottoms of their butts.




Playing Doctor



What a cute sight that made, I thought. I couldn't help but slide my hands down their backs until I was cupping their sweet buns.

"Yessssss!" Dr. Williams hissed into my ear as soon as my trembling hands touched the nurses' soft ass cheeks. Her arms still wrapped around me, she gave me a hard, encouraging squeeze. As her tongue licked at my earlobe, she brought her hands up to fondle my breasts again, even as her nurses continued to suck my nipples. Three pairs of hands swarmed wantonly over my breasts.

Then the two nurses each placed a hand on one of my legs and caressed my thighs as they continued sucking on my nipples. Their skilful, tantalizing hands crawled up my skirt to electrify my inner thighs as I fondled their butts more brazonly now.

But before they could reach the source of my wetness, and my torment, Dr. Williams broke off the action. "I think we better go ahead and give Mrs. Barnes her vaginal exam now."

They made me stand up off the stool, and while Dr. Williams kissed me and fondled my breasts, the two nurses slid my skirt down my legs fondling and kissing my legs as they did so. Then they ran their hands all over my panties fondling my butt and cupping my crotch. My panties were so wet by now I no longer cared whether they knew or not. Then the redhead squatted down before me and slowly pulled my panties down while blowing on my crotch. The brunette squatted down behind me to help her partner slide my panties down my legs while blowing hot air all over my ass. 

They laid me back down on the examining table so my butt was right on the edge of the table, and placed my ankles in stirrups which held my legs up and splilt wide apart. This afforded the good doctor maximum access to my cunt. Dr. Williams stood between my splayed legs and smiled down upon me. She began rubbing my pussy with her hands and asking me how it felt. When all I could do was moan my pleasure she bent over and began exploring my vagina with her tongue. She stuck her tongue way deep inside and then swirled it around and around and around until my head was spinning and my body began thrashing in mini-orgasms.

While Dr. Williams examined my cunt with her lips and tongue, her two nurses continued to kiss me and suck my tits. After awhile they traded places so each of the nurses got a turn between my legs. Meanwhile, Dr. Williams stood beside the examining table, and bent over to kiss me on the lips again with that cosmo mouth of hers while her body squirmed in her tight smock. Then Dr. Williams climbed up on the examining table and straddled my face. Somehow she had divested herself of her soaked pink panties and now I could look right up into her blonde-framed cunt--her hips and ass bracketed by her cunt. Then she slowly lowered herself over my mouth. 

At no time in my life have I ever had desires for members of my own sex, but now, suddenly I found my own head eagerly raising up off the examining table to meet her, accept her. My tongue shot out of my lips and rocketed for her approaching slit. Then, to my surprise, I reached up grabbed her ass and pulled her crotch into my face almost violently. And, there I was, the perfectly straight housewife with two kids licking cunt like a starved kitten at a bowl of milk.

She squated herself down the rest of the way so her steaming, sloppy pussy came to rest firmly on my face. I ate her out like a pro, sucking and slurping and licking. I sucked on her engorged clit, I stuck my tongue deep up inside of her and swirled it around like she had done me, and I clamped my whole mouth over her cunt and just sucked like mad. 

Dr. Williams rocked on me, rubbing her cunt into my face. She smeared the smell and wetness of her all over my face intoxicating me further, sending me to new heights. My own body bucked like a stallion, my ankle stirrups snapped in rhythm.

Dr. Williams was sitting on my face, each of my tits was being sucked greedily, and my pussy was being licked. I was so hot and wild with lust I didn't have any idea who was doing what, and I didn't care it all felt so fucking good. I did not even notice the extra mouth--I was beyond caring since my whole soul was caught up in this sexual otherworld of Nirvana. I was near. My body thrashed like a fish out of water, I humped my cunt into the mouth sucking it, the owner of the mouth played with my butt. 

As the two nurses sucked my tits, I slipped my hands up their skirts to finger their pussies--and enjoyed Dr. Williams rocking herself on my face. But when Dr. Williams' rocking on my face became too spastic, I had to withdraw my hands from the nurses cunts to grasp Dr. Williams by the hips and hold her down to me. I knew she was as ready to cum as I was, and my firm hands were needed to help guide her, so my tongue and lips could find just the right spot to lick and suck. Her body convulsed and the shock waves from her cunt powered my own building orgasm. 

"Godfuckyesssssss!" She moaned.

"Ngghghghgghgh!" I moaned, the sounds muffled by her pussy.

Shuddering and trembling, we both came at the same time.

Only then, after we had both shivered our last shivers, did it dawn on me. Dr. Williams on my face. Each of the nurses on one of my tits. Then who was eating my cunt out?

Dr. Williams stood up off my face and jumped back down to the floor. And, I raised up to see who it was who was still planting gentle, loving kisses on my just spent pussy.

A familiar smiling face raised up from my smoldering crotch.

"Sally!" I gasped.

"Mary," Sally said, "I've been wanting to eat you out ever since we first met. I arranged this with Dr. Williams so I could watch from the closet. But I got so hot watching you guys I couldn't stand it anymore, so I joined in. I hope you didn't mind."

"An hour ago I would have been shocked. But now, after all this, all I can say is I loved every bit of it."

With that Sally pulled herself up on top of me, kissed my mouth with such urgency I thought the world was going to end. She had already taken all her clothes off, and her erect nipples rubbed against mine and her hot steamy pussy rubbed against mine.

"I must return the favor," I whispered into her ear pulling her by the ass.

Sally scooted up the examining table until she had assumed the position previously assumed by Dr. Williams, and I licked her out with equal abondon. Dr. Williams and the nurses each took all their clothes off and joined the fun. The two nurses stood at the head of the examining table to suck Sally's tits while Dr. Williams crawled between my legs again to dine at my cunt.

After another shivering orgasm by Sally and I both, positions were switched and we continued our orgy until everyone had eaten out everyone else, and all were satiated.



Playing Doctor



 Based on a true story

My sister and I had always had a great relationship. I was the younger "protective" brother and she was the older "troubled" child that always had me on my toes. You see my sister and I were the only ones we could count on after my dad died in a plane accident. My mother was a local gynecologist, and always busy with patients and rarely at home. So that left my sister and I with a lot of time together to talk and lounge around until mom's arrival.

One afternoon, Amy confided to me that she thought about sex all the time. Anything sexual was never too taboo for her to discuss with me, after all I was the one who often kept her out of trouble. Amy at the age of 22 attended a local community college, and I was 18 and in my senior year of high school. My sister was a tease and sometimes wore clothing in the house that would get my attention. One Friday after school, I was coming up the stairs when Amy appeared out of the master bedroom wearing moms favorite white teddy. I tried to look away but couldn't when I noticed the teddy had what I called "see through fabric". I could clearly see the outline of Amy's bush with her D cup breast matching her thin waistline and wide hips like a goddess. Her nipples pushed into the fabric catching my stare and her aureoles were the size of a tennis ball.  I asked her what she was doing and she simply said "nothing, just wondering what it would look like". 

On days when mom wasn't around we would often play games to pass the time. Monopoly, chess, and cards were some popular ones, but playing doctor was our all time favorite. In the house mom had a spare bedroom made into a examination room for the interns she taught. Having real equipment to play with made it exciting as I played Doctor Ryan wearing my white jacket, and Amy wearing shorts and a tank top played the patient.  I would get Amy's height measurements at 5'5" and then look at her throat and ears on the examination table.  With a full report making sure she was in top running order, I tried to keep things at an innocent level. 

One day I had Amy on the table fully clothed when I was checking her heart rate. The stethoscope was getting stuck on her low cut blouse and her huge tits weren't helping. As we were just playing, I was almost ready to skip to the next part of the examination when Amy said "doctor shouldn't you just have me take off my blouse?".  I looked at her in disbelief, knowing that mom could be home at any time. 

I said to her "what if mom would catch us?" 

She replied "I'll just run to my room if she comes home its right down the hall."

With a reluctant "OK" I helped Amy off with the blouse and put it on a chair next to me.

It was the first time I had ever seen Amy's bra covered tits other than in the white teddy and it was always a jaw dropping experience.

After hearing her quickening heart rate and getting more nervous about being caught, Amy said to me "doctor isn't it time you checked my breast for lumps? After all I don't think we did that on my last visit."

Looking nervous I reached for my clipboard to act like I was actually reading the last time I did a breast exam to clear my head and decide if I wanted this to go on.

Amy again spoke up after clearing her voice " doctor without my bra on."

I timidly agreed and reached around her back to unclasp the huge boulder holder while holding onto my thoughts of what would happen if mom saw the two of us like this. There were 7 clasps undone and the bra still didn't unfasten. I had some girlfriends who had maybe 4 clasps but never this many. Fearing I had lost my touch, I looked up at my sister waiting patiently for help. Amy just smiled and said, "silly you almost had it" and she removed yet another garment after undoing the final clasp.

I was taken back as my sisters breast were freed from their confines and brought to my unabated gaze for the first time. Her nipples were perfect her globes of flesh were so firm you could knock golf balls off the top of them. I looked them over for a long period of time when Amy interrupted and said, "are you going to feel for lumps or what doctor?"

"Of course" I said, "what kind of doctor would I be if I didn't?" My hands roamed around feeling her huge milk makers and paying special attention to her pencil eraser shaped nipples. I don't know what came over me at that moment, but I bent down and sucked on both nipples, fully expecting Amy to end our play time together. I looked up and was really fearing the time as moms arrival was sure to come when Amy spoke yet again with another medical question, "do I feel warm to you doctor?"

I replied "I'm not sure, I think to be careful we should take your temperature" I looked around the room and sure enough there was moms glass flask full of mercury thermometers and soaking in alcohol. Funny I thought, I always use the digital one and can't seem to find it. Amy must have moved it earlier. I approached Amy and presented her with a thermometer and tried to insert it in her mouth. 

"Yuk! That's not the way doctors do it" she shouted topless and naked from the waist up.

"Excuse me, but I'm the doctor and I think I would know how to take a patients temperature."

She looked at me with that naughty smile and said, "that's not what I mean, you see there are two colors of thermometers in the flask red and blue. The blue ones are oral and the red ones are anal. Your holding a red one and you know where that goes right doc?"

I grinned, "well maybe you should decide where your temp is to be taken, close your eyes and choose a thermometer from the flask Ms Ryan" I stated as professionally as I could.

Amy closed her eyes and although I saw her peek, picked out none other than a red thermometer.

"Sorry" I said. "I'm afraid I'm going to need you to assume the position on your hands and knees with bottoms up. Looks like it's your unlucky day."

My sister looking brave said "I guess that depends on how you define unlucky." 

Amy laid back on the examination table and watching her tits flop to the sides of her chest, I began undoing her belt on her khaki shorts while looking down at my own rocket cock trying to launch its way out of the silo. Amy assisted by lifting her bottom to help me slide her shorts off along with her shoes and socks. 

Gazing at my sister on the paper covered table that made a distinctive crinkling noise, I made my way over to the cabinet where latex gloves and KY Jelly were stored. After being satisfied that there was enough KY on the thermometer, I came back to my panty covered sister who had turned over and assumed the position with her ass to my full view. Anticipating my first look at her naked bottom, I grabbed the elastic of her pink cotton panties and began nudging them down. Amy resuming her role as patient stopped me and loudly stated, "I know this isn't a good time doctor, but I've heard you are writing a book about the female anatomy and looking for research am I right?"

"Yes.....yes I am Ms Ryan", I said dying from expectation.

Amy looking over her shoulder with a look of someone about to have her temperature taken up her ass replied, "well it's OK with me if you use your camera and camcorder over there to record my examination for your medical research to complete your book if you want to."

Thinking of the possibilities of sending my friends e-mail attachments with pictures of my sisters naked pussy, I realized I should hurry up and take the porn pictures before she changed her mind. "Great idea Ms Ryan, but I should make you aware first that a lot of people are going to see these pictures in my new book, people you may or may not know."

My sister now rubbing her panties into the lips of her sex looked back again and replied "may I know some examples of whom may see these pictorials doctor?"

Quickly I said, "Well I do have some colleagues whose names are notorious in the gynecology field, like my friend Dr Livingston (aka best friend), Dr Cape (aka second best friend), and maybe just maybe Dr Lilienthal(aka my sisters best friend)." Testing the waters as my sister has told me countless times she is bi-curious. 

"Yessss" My nympho sister said as if a shocked doctor wasn't there, "not only do I know all those doctors but you can show them to others as well if you want. I trust you Dr. Ryan. I'm all yours to display to the medical community and the eyes of professionals like yourself."

Thinking fast I said, "Can I have copies made for my wallet, you never know when reference anatomy pictures would come in handy to show to others."

"Anything you want doctor, including a full pictorial for self stimulation maybe or to add to a closet wall or a screen saver on a computer.  Amy caught me by surprise by referring to the back of my closet where several well placed Playboy centerfolds are hanging that my mom hasn't found yet. 

In view of how far my sister was in sexual pleasure, I thought it best to try out my good fortune again, "Ms. Ryan with your permission and signed consent, I would like to post your medical pictorials on the internet and give you the profits from their sale. Would you agree to that?"

Impatiently Amy cried out "all that sounds great now let's take my temperature and continue with this discussion later shall we".  Positioning the HD camcorder and bringing the Cannon SLR digital camera into arms reach, I began to dwell again about all the ramifications of what I was doing and what mom would say if we were to get caught. Getting the best possible ass and pussy camera shot, I began pulling the sides of Amy's panties around her flared shaped hips in the hope that she wouldn't interrupt me again.

Sliding her panties slowly down to her thighs, Amy displayed her untouched furry fuck hole to me for the first time. I picked up the SLR and as on cue, she took two of her sexy fingers and opened her womanhood to my camera's gaze. I noticed a wet spot at the entrance to her slit and an odor that I can only describe as sweet.

"I can't wait till we show the tape to everybody whom is helping with the research. Do you think they will like it?" My sexual vixen cried out.

"I'm sure they will Ms Ryan because you have a beautiful vagina. Lets remove the panties fully so I can view your pussy easier with the camera shall we"

Amy hurriedly removed the rest of her clothing and naked bent over and spread her pink gash more fully for my viewing pleasure. "If it's OK with you doctor can we use the technical term for my vagina."

"Sure thing" I said while hitting the shutter button of my Cannon Rebel to record the event.

"I think you should refer to it as a cunt, don't you agree Dr. Ryan"

"Yes Amy that sounds nice, cunt it is".

Wanting to move on I put away the camera and loosened my top polo shirt button. Looking into the view finder, I adjusted the camcorder to view as much of my sisters naked body as possible. Gently I took the thermometer and placed it on Amy's brown flexing hole to prepare her for the intrusion.

"Are you ready Amy?" I asked.

"Stick it in doc." Amy replied holding her ass cheeks as far apart as possible.

I slowly inserted and held the thermometer in my sisters ass harboring thoughts again of my mom walking in on the two of us. What should we do or say I thought? How could we explain this? Thoughts of us being grounded, thoughts of mom joining in, and thoughts of my life ending as I knew it were all possibilities. Pulling out the thermometer it read 98.6, perfect just like the ass it came from I thought. 

"Have you had your prostrate checked lately Ms Ryan?" I asked watching my sisters hand get wet playing with her furry beaver to my delight. 

"No could you please doc, I've never had one done and you never can be too careful these days." Amy said while getting us both aroused.

I prepped my latex finger with KY and told my sister to just relax and back up so it would go in easier. She looked back and shocked me yet again, "do your worse doc!"

I took this as an invitation and shoved my finger fully into my sisters ass as she impaled herself on my single digit. "Yesssss" she screamed, bewildering me if she was actually enjoying this or just trying not hurt my feelings and end it. I wiggled my finger in her brown hole and withdrew it taking pride in that another barrier had been torn down between myself and Amy.  I began scribbling on my clipboard a note that said in large capital letters, "PERFECT BUTT". I laughed at its symbolism and showed Amy who giggled along with me.

Moving on Amy turned over and let me fire off more pictures of her lovely hot box with a smile to go along with it.  I was flabbergasted as she made known to me her next request, "Dr Ryan I heard this is the best fertility clinic around am I right?"

"Yes I believe it is" I told her.

"You see my girlfriend and I are thinking the time is right for me to have a baby, and she told me to come here so you I can try out your special equipped fertility thermometer for my other hole." "You know the one that everyone says supposedly gets girls pregnant" Amy said with a stupid look on her cute face.  Thinking about what she just asked, I put her legs up in the stirrups at the end of the examination table and ordered Amy to unfold her hairy love petals so I could obtain photo's of my sisters snatch. "This one's for the internet" I thought to myself with a smile and a click.

Pausing briefly with the camera I said, "This can be done Ms Ryan but I need to know a couples of things first?"

"Sure like what?" My sister said while letting me take more photos of her most intimate parts.

Staying in character I said, "if this doesn't work on you I may need to see your girlfriend for some special fertility treatments to get herself a baby, do you think she's up for that?" 

"I know she'll do whatever it takes doctor she wants a baby too"

Rapidly I added "also I may need permission granted for some nude photographs of the two of you for my book, some erotic if that's OK?"

Looking a little distracted at my camera my sister looked up and mouthed "whatever you want doc."

"Great!" I said, "now I need to ask you one serious question before we begin the treatment."

"Go on?" my sister replied.

Thinking of mom hearing the news that my sister was pregnant I had to ask, "are you on birth control?"

Amy looked as if lost in thought for a moment and said in a uneasy manner "No, is that going to be a problem doctor. I mean I am trying to get pregnant you know." Quibbling on and reminiscent of her desire to have sex with me.

"Well you can't be careful enough with the types of diseases that are out today. So I'm afraid we'll have to use the precautionary mode until certain tests are negative. Is that OK Ms Ryan?"

"Yeah, whatever, yor the doc" My disappointed sister winded out.

I pulled out my lucky condom from my wallet that I always had in case of emergencies, and took off all my clothes except for the white lab coat to stay in character. Amy's eyes widened with approval when she saw my cock for the first time. I wasn't huge but 8 inches was not only the longest, but also the thickest from what she told me later .

I was now stroking my rocket when Amy piped in, "you want me to prime your special fertility tool doc?"

Shaking my head yes I stepped up to the examination table and stuck my dick in my sisters mouth for the first time polishing my knob. Trying to imprint every second to memory, I looked up only to realize that everything was already recorded on HD tape. How sweet life is I thought to myself.  Look a sister and brother porn star team. I started to think of these silly screen names that all the porn stars have to hide their real ones. For Amy I thought, "Hairyhunny" because she tastes sweet as honey. Myself, "Spaceshuttle" because I've always wondered what it would be like to have sex in zero gravity. Would you ultimately end up bouncing off the walls? I chuckled at the thought.

After several minutes of coming on the brink of orgasm and then the thoughts of mom catching us to bring me back down, I decided to go for broke and complete the act of incest by fucking my sisters hairy twat for the first time.

"Are you ready Ms Ryan I think you have my instrument primed properly?" I said 

"Yeah doctor, put your fertility tool in me now" Amy impatiently cried.

I walked around the table sliding the rubber over my hardon and putting on some KY put my cock at the forbidden entrance of incest. Holding Amy's pink hairy folds as far apart as they would go, I gave my sister her last final chance to back out. 

She looked me in the eye and said "Do it! Do it now! Make me pregnant with your fertility tool Doctor Ryan!"

Hearing her talk that way made my purple headed prick lose control, and plunge to her womanly depths instantly.

"Time to make you a woman Ms Ryan" I said bringing my cock out and rubbing it on her pubic hairs then plunging it back into her hairy canal.

My sister shrieked and yelled out of character for the first time "Yessssss fuck me brother my body is yours. Order me and I'll show my hairy pussy to anyone you want. I like it when your friends see me like the slut I am. I want to be your personal whore at your beckoning call. I'll call you master and do whatever you want as long as you show my body to your friends." My naked patient decried to me out of breath and in sexual bliss. 

Talking like this in the heat of the moment, I couldn't resist getting my sisters complete control while fucking her and I knew once she calmed down she would recant all comments she had just made. So I said in a more businesslike brotherly tone "are you serious about doing anything Amy?" While standing at the end of the examination table and pumping my protected cock in and out of my naked sister. 

Calming down a little she looked me in the eye and said "tell me what you want and I'll tell you what I want little brother." As if fucking my nasty sister wasn't enough, bartering was always a way for one of us to get what the other would not give. At this moment I couldn't think of what my sister could want from me since we were already having sex so I laid down my terms of the agreement.

I spoke wisely, " I want to bump uglies with your best friend (Brittany). Tonight if possible in the woods out back while moms asleep". Brittany is 22 years old and my sisters best friend. I have always wanted in her pants since she and Amy became friends.

Amy smiled a evil grin and looking between her legs said "I think I can get her to sneak out"

" Do you think she'll do it?" I asked.

My sister looked up "Yeah she's good at sneaking out."

"That's not what I meant, I'm talking about fucking" I frantically replied.

The next thing my sister told me was something I'll never forget to this day. Impaling herself as far as my cock would go in her she told me in her exact words, "if she doesn't agree to fuck you (which I think she will), I'll help you hold her down and rape her. Promise"

Now it was happening to me as well as my sister when an evil grin appeared on my face, "Do you think she will tell anyone?"

Amy replied "she didn't say a thing when she turned 18 and her mom held her down and let her dad raped her!"

"Get out of town!! I don't believe that!" I shouted while still pumping my man meat inside my sister . Amy looking down at her hairy pussy told me, "that's not all."

"It isn't?" I quizzically stated.

"When I got Brittany to actually talk about it she said she actually began to like the idea so much she helped her mom hold down her sister while her dad had his way with her. Imagine losing your cherry to your dad and then helping him with your sister. Its fucked up and I laugh every time I talk to her about it, that family has been into incest ever since. Incest is the best!" My sister chanted.




Playing Doctor



My bubbly eyed Amy was starting to freak me out with all this weird talk but who was I to judge, I still had my prick in her. So I asked her, "in return what do you want for this deal we are making?"

My sister smiled, "a couple of small things, first of all I want to fuck you anyway I want and I do mean anyway!"

"Oh you want me to do you doggie style, try out different positions. Agreed!" I declared and................. "

"Second I want you to know that all the things I said about being your whore and showing me to anyone you want"

I was getting ready for her renouncement of all previous statements, so I paused in mid stroke.

"I meant everything, I can't control myself anymore, instead of fucking every guy around I want it to be you and anyone that you approve. I want you to protect and use my body anyway you want. I give myself to you little brother, you have always looked after me so I know I'm in good hands and don't care anymore. Use my body and show it to your friends. I'll personally deliver my nude pictures to their houses myself and lift up my skirt and show them the real deal. I'll even help you seduce mom if you want. I'm a nymph little brother and I want it to stay that way. Just don't stop fucking me"

I was taken back at how bad my crazy sister was addicted to sex. I knew that I should get her professional help but my cock had other ideas.

"OK I agree to the terms, shake on it. I spit on my hand and she did the same like when we were kids and sealed the deal so that neither one of us could back out now. My sister was the first to act on my half of the agreement as I was getting ready to get up on the table to fuck her from behind. "We'll little brother as per terms of our NEW agreement I want you to fuck me unprotected right now."

She held out her hand and began stroking my cock rolling the rubber slowly off my thick shaft. 

I yelled out knowing damn well what she was doing, "don't do it Amy you can get pregnant, what if mom finds out?" I tried pleading with her sanity.

Amy remarked in a harsh tone, " the deal is done little brother, stick that cock back in my cunt and knock up your big titted, hairy pussy, nymphomaniac sister. "

I knew it couldn't be undone, I never backed out on my word. Pictures of my pregnant sister flooded my mind as she stroked my cock back to life in order to flood her pussy with my seed.

Amy was saying things that were a milestone first today then she struck me with another blow of her crazy and nasty talk. "I want you to cum every drop in my cunt and my best friends also. And after taking our cream pie pictures together maybe we'll get pregnant together. You can fuck us at the same time and if we are due on the same day you can tell everyone you had twins. If you jack off I want you to promise me you will save the seed for me. Promise me brother. I want the cum in a glass not so I can drink it but put it into moms medical oral syringe so I can inject it into a cunt where it belongs"

I couldn't take her talk anymore. I shoved my unprotected cock back into Amy, prayed she wouldn't end up pregnant and stupidly asked "who's cunt do you have in mind that you want to (turkey base) big sister." 

She replied in a defining tone "you'll have to help me hold her down when she is asleep and I will stick it in her pussy and inject her with your seed"

"Who!" I asked "who!" 

She looked me in the eyes and said the last thing I thought she was going to say "mom"

I immediately lost all control and started fucking my sisters hairy cunt hard. Looking up I saw her huge tits bouncing all over the place and the thoughts of mom catching us was something I no longer lingered on since fucking Amy was taking its toll both physically and mentally. My sister started feeding me unclean thoughts about mom that was somehow making me feel that I was the Nymph not her . Amy said "I want you to make mom get on top of me and hump our hairy pussies together. After you have your fill of nasty photo's of us together, I want you to fuck us at the same time alternating between snatches. Then when you're about to shoot your sperm, mom and I are going to hold our cunts apart for you so that you can spray both our holes with your baby makers. Sound good little brother?"

I cried out "Yessssss" "I want to fuck mom and you."

My sister started bucking her hips up into the air with screams as her face turned beet red in orgasm.

I was having a hard time holding back and knew it wasn't much longer as I heard Amy again, "knock me up little brother, do it, put your baby in me and complete the act of incest" I looked at the clock on the wall mom was overdue to arrive home and then back at my cock sliding in then out of my sisters womanhood.

"Hurry up and cum with me Yesssssssss" Amy yelled out as she threw herself on my prick and contracted all around my huge red headed monster. "I'm cuuummmming".  I saw stars as I knew Amy was having an orgasm that was sending us both down a road in our relationship that was certain to change us forever. My thoughts of impregnating my sister was overwhelming as she screamed multiple times "Knock up my big tits and hairy cunt with your big tool brother!!!!!!! I couldn't believe my ears when my sister was talking this way. It made me want to fuck her more.

Amy screamed at the top of her lungs "Yessssssssssssssssssss" As I put my mouth over hers' to quiet her down in case mom was home and heard us.

Tongue wrestling with my sister, I began to erupt my incestuous seed and make my slut sister from a girl into a woman. Babies are what pussies are made for I reasoned as my cock began taking over my thoughts again. 

Spurt after spurt I came a gallon of incestuous seed into a dazed Amy who mumbled "make me pregnant with your baby master." A name I could get used to I thought. 

After pulling out I immediately picked up the camera to take pictures of what I now hoped would be one of many cream pie pictures. 

Sweating profusely Amy hugged me and said to me "can we play doctor again tomorrow? You didn't get to try out the speculum s"

"Speculum s as in plural I asked??"

"Yes one for my pussy and another for my ass" 

"You bet I can play doctor again" I said as Amy began to put my sticky cock back into her slippery hole. 

Amy whispered in my ear "my room 11 PM after moms asleep to fuck you know who, be there or be square " She giggled

"What the hell are you two doi.............!!!!"

I turned around to see my mother in a raincoat soaked to the bone with a red look to her face standing in the door. Lord knows how long she was standing there.  It wasn't good and I was thinking hell would be better than this house right now.

Mom spoke softly as if constraining herself not to lose her temper and shout, "you two in the master bed room now, obviously we are in need of an adult talk. And bring that camcorder and camera with you so I can take a good look at what you two do while I'm not here. I looked at mom who had this vertigo look in her eyes that I was almost sure was fixed at Amy's hole leaking my sperm that I had just deposited. There was no doubt about it now we were busted. 

"FUCK" I said to myself knowing full well we documented everything on tape. How stupid am I?

Shaking her head and with a stern voice, she spoke authoritative and loud as I bent down to pick up my boxers "neither one of you need to bother putting any clothing on, there isn't anything in this house that hasn't been seen as of today. Since we are all adults, all pussy's and dicks are all coming into the open, no hiding them anymore. Besides I'm sick and tired of doing your laundry and I could use a good look at a pussy or cock from time to time. Come on, you two know the drill. Get your hind ends in the master bedroom and get them over my knee for a good spanking"

What did she exactly meant by all that? Confused my sister and I looked at each other and shrugged our naked shoulders at each other on our way to endure moms wrath.....

:To be continued

Please write and let me know what you think it's my first writing



Playing Doctor



I am a 30 year old single woman. I moved to this city to take a new job, and part of the job required a physical exam for insurance purposes. My new job is with the Corporate Headquarters of a large company, and they have lots of rules and policies. 

I did not have any health issues, and I was not interested in having an exam, but I have to be a good employee. Our personnel office contacted my Doctor in my old home town, and had my records transferred to the clinic they use here. 

The personnel office made the appointment for me, and in the afternoon I went to the Doctors office for the exam. It was a nice day, and I wanted to enjoy it, so I decided to walk instead of driving.

It was a short walk down a few city blocks to the clinic. I was led into the examination room, and the Doctor and his nurse/assistant came in to begin the exam. I was asked to undress completely and put on one of the flimsy hospital gowns. The nurse smiled at me to let me know that she was there to "observe". 

The Doctor had an accent which I could not identify, but I believe he may have been from the mid-east somewhere. After the usual vital signs were taken, he had me lie on my back on the exam table with my knees up and my legs apart for the vaginal exam.  

After the usual vaginal probing, to my great surprise he slowly pushed his middle finger up my asshole. I know that men over 40 always get this as part of their exam, to check their prostate, but I had never experienced it as part of a Doctor's exam. 

I do enjoy having a finger up my asshole as foreplay, and it turned me on. The Doctor immediately noticed that I was not uncomfortable with it, and in fact I adjusted my position slightly so his finger would slide in further. He began to slide his finger in and out of me, finger-fucking my asshole. I did not complain or object, I was enjoying it too much. 

His eyes lit up as he realized I was a willing participant. He pulled his finger out and went to the desk and began to read my file. He went through it page-by-page. I realized he was checking to see if there was any STD problem, which there wasn't. 

I have never been promiscous, my relationships last for a while, and I am faithful to the guy while it lasts. I would never have sex with some guy who picked me up in a bar. I guess that helped me dodge the STD bullet.

As he walked back to the exam table he unzipped his pants, and the largest penis I have ever seen came out. I have enjoyed anal sex with a couple of guys, and I have come to prefer it. As much as I like it, I was apprehensive about anal sex with this guy's meat-pole. 

The Doctor told the nurse to leave the room, but she refused, saying she still wanted to observe. He was annoyed with her disobedience, but he did not want to waste time arguing. He unbuckled his pants and let them slip to the floor, and pulled his underwear down to his ankles. 

In addition to his magnificent cock, he had large testicles which were pulled up tight in their sack. I was now starting to quiver with anticipation. 

I was still on my back with my legs up and spread. I felt the tip of his penis touch my anus, and he began to push it in. I was grateful for the lube he had used on his finger. 

As he pushed harder, the big head went in, and it stretched me to the max. I took a deep breath and tried to relax. Slowly he pushed it in me, an inch at a time. From the corner of my eye, I saw that the nurse had her skirt hiked up and her panties pulled down, and she was furiously rubbing her pussy. 

His technique was very good. Maybe he had taken some colonoscopy training, because he knew exactly how to ease his cock into me. It was not uncomfortable, in fact I enjoyed every inch of it.

Incredibly, his long cock slid all the way up my asshole, and his balls pressed up against my butt cheeks, and then he started to slowly, gently, slide it in and out. I could feel the head of his cock way up in my stomach, but it was not painful, it was exciting. 

I looked down to enjoy the view, and I noticed that with each cock-thrust in, my belly swelled up in reaction to the size of the cock that was filling my insides. He fucked me with a steady, slow in and out stroke for what seemed like an hour, but it was probably only a few minutes. 

I glanced over at the nurse, and her face was contorted as she finger-fucked herself. Her pussy was so wet it made squishy sounds as her fingers slid in and out. 

Then I noticed the Doctor's breathing change, and he tensed up. He shoved his cock all the way up in me and held it there, and he started to grunt and groan.

I felt the biggest load of cum I have ever experienced squirt into me. There were at least six or seven big spurts, and more that gushed out between the spurts. I was in ecstasy, almost in a trance state, but I noticed over by the wall the nurse was shuddering with her own orgasm, with her fingers up her cunt. 

The room then became silent, except for the three of us breathing heavily. After a few minutes of recovery, the Doctor slowly pulled his cock out of me, and when the head popped out some cum oozed out me and ran down the crack of my butt to the exam table. I was so full of cum I felt like I had just been given a warm semen enema. 

The Doctor walked to the sink and began washing his cock with the medical disinfectant soap. The nurse came to my side and whispered that what she had witnessed was "amazing!" 

"I thought he would never get that big thing all the way up your ass!"

She told me that the Doctor had been using his prescription writing privileges, and had been taking big doses of testosterone and other male hormone enhancing drugs. That explained the size of his cock, and also the amount of his ejaculation. I wish they would release those drugs to the public, it would make a lot of men and women happy. 

She said it was not fair that I did not have an orgasm, and she moved down and started to lick my wet, hot pussy. She was obviously curious about the anal aspect of what she had witnessed, and she tentatively and cautiously pushed her middle finger up my asshole while she continued to lick my clit. 

Her slender, feminine finger was much longer than the Doctors, but I was so stretched and lubricated with cum that her finger slid all the way in easily. 

It took about 20 seconds for me to explode. Then to my amazement, she licked up the cum that had leaked out of my asshole and was in a puddle on the table, and swallowed it. 

She kissed me fully on the mouth, and I asked her if she ever had sex with the Doctor. She said yes, but then she blushed and said "but not like that!" I couldn't understand why the Doctor did not make her take it up the ass.

She admitted that he fucked her sometimes, but it was uncomfortable in her pussy because he was so large. As a compromise she sucked him off when he wanted sex with her. I was imagining how many mouthfuls she had to swallow if he always came like he just did. 

The Doctor had returned to his professional manner, and he instructed her to schedule me for regular monthly appointments due to a "condition" he wanted to keep track of. Obviously, he wanted to give me regular colon exams with his cock. 

He gave her the necessary insurance information to make sure the appointments would be covered. When I got dressed, I did not put my panties on, I just tucked them into my purse, so I was naked under my skirt. As I left the office I was to be given the list of appointments, so I waited at the receptionist's desk while she completed the schedule. 

A barely audible wet noise came from my asshole, and some of the Doctors huge load of cum gushed out of me and trickled down the inside of my leg. I do not know if the receptionist heard anything, but she certainly noticed my red-faced embarrassment. 

I could smell the fragrant aroma of cum, and I think she could too. She just smiled and completed her paperwork. As she handed me my appointment schedule, she said "I am sure the Doctor will help you with your condition" and gave me a knowing wink. 

Obviously, she knew what went on in the examination room. I wonder if she also gets to enjoy being impaled by the Doctor. What a great place to work. 

As I walked back to my new job I felt wonderful. The company will have to give me the time off for the appointments. And with the privacy laws, they will not know what the "condition" is that I am being treated for. 

New job, new city, and a regular ass-fucking that I would receive during mandatory afternoons off with pay. As they say, it doesn't get any better.

PostScript: I made a mental note to give up one of my sessions and convince the nurse to take my place while I did the observing. It would be worth it to see her have her first anal sex with the Doctor. I know that watching the Doctor fuck me up the ass had turned her on, and I bet she will be fantasizing about it.



Playing Doctor



Lindsey and I hadn't been dating long, maybe one month. But I was head over heels. She was everything that I had been looking for in a girl - funny, smart, sweet, and fun to be around. Not to mention beautiful. She was about 5'10" with long legs, shoulder-length brown hair and eyes that always seemed to be smiling. She was the kind of girl who loved being outside and would play touch football with friends or spend an afternoon fishing. Sometimes we would just sit together and pass a quiet evening watching a movie. She was fine with going out in a t-shirt and with her hair pulled back in a ponytail, and looked as beautiful without makeup as she did all done up for an evening out. In short, my dream girl. We hadn't yet been overly intimate or physical and as much as I was looking forward to that time, certainly didn't want to push things too fast. 

I decided it was time to plan a weekend away and rented a nice cabin in a national forest, one with two bedrooms so as not to be too forward. We talked about it and she was excited about the trip. I was excited too but a little nervous - sometimes you learn things about people when you spend time cooped up together, particularly overnight. For her part, she blushed a little and seemed relieved when I told her that there were two bedrooms. We got in late on Friday night and after bringing things in from the car, headed to our rooms for a good night's sleep. 

The next morning I woke up to the smell of breakfast and headed downstairs. Lindsay was standing in front of the stove wearing her cute pink pajama pants and a white t-shirt. I immediately noticed the outline of her bra and the waistband of her panties peeking out from the top of her pants. Swallowing hard, I tried to put that out of my mind as I went over and kissed her on the cheek. 

"Good morning!" She was her usual cheery self as she scooped eggs and toast onto a plate. I thanked her and poured myself a cup of coffee. 

"Lindsey, this is awesome. You didn't have to cook breakfast all by yourself. Why didn't you wake me up to help?" 

She smiled. "Oh, it's only fair. You drove the whole way while I slept." 

So far, so good. We had a great conversation over breakfast and mapped out our day. We found a nice intermediate trail in the woods, about 5 miles total, that would get us back in time for a good dinner. After dinner, I was hoping to snuggle up with her by the fire and have a couple glasses of wine. I came down first after changing into hiking clothes and getting some supplies together. Lindsey came down about 5 minutes later, wearing khaki hiking shorts, boots, a pink t-shirt, and her hair done in a single braid that fell between her shoulder blades. 

"Always wear something visible when hiking, right?" She laughed. "I don't want to get lost and have to decide who eats the other." I kept my immediate thought to myself and opened my pack to show her my stash - a fistful of energy bars, water, emergency flares, satellite radio, and GPS. "Always prepared!" I said. Lindsey nodded approvingly. "Guess we're ready to go!" She bent over to get her bag and out of habit, I looked down to admire her long, beautiful legs and firm ass. I saw a clearly visible panty line which always drives me crazy. 

Lindsey stood up quickly and spun around. "Oh," she said while raising her hand. "Almost forgot to mention this to you. I have some allergy medicine in the front pocket of my bag. I'm a little allergic to bee stings and other bug bites, and just thought you should know where they are." 

I nodded. "Thanks - I'm sure we'll be fine, but it's always good to have what you need on hand. Why don't I keep a few in my bag just in case something happens to yours?" She smiled and handed a few over. 

We headed out to the trail and had a great time. I didn't think it was possible, but Lindsey was even sexier in this settling. She clearly enjoyed being out in the woods and the exertion gave her skin a beautiful glow. She held my arm for a little while and I relished the sensation of her breasts pressed against me. We finished the trail and circled back to the car. Lindsey settled into her seat and leaned back. "What an awesome hike!" She bent over and began to massage her calves. "Ohhhh, I'm going to feel this tomorrow," she said with a grin. "I have a few scratches from all of those thistles too." I glanced over and saw that her t-shirt had ridden up, showing her smooth skin and the waistband of her white panties. 

She leaned back with her eyes closed. "Do you mind making a fire after dinner? It should be a nice evening to sit outside."

"Sure," I said. "I had that same thought." After a few minutes, Lindsey opened her eyes and rolled her head on the headrest to look at me. "I'm really glad that we're here. I haven't felt this relaxed in a long time." I smiled back and reached over for her hand. 

Just ahead, I saw flashing lights and two police cars blocking the road. I stopped and one officer walked back to the car. 

"Sir, the road is closed about a mile ahead. There's a small wildfire that has taken down some trees, so the road will be closed until tomorrow morning while the crews get things cleaned up. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, but you'll have to park here and walk to the ranger station." He gestured over the hood of the car. "It's about a mile down that path, and a bus is there to take you and some other folks back to your cabins. You can get a ride back in the morning to get your car." 

I looked over at Lindsey, who shrugged. "One more mile is no big deal. We don't want to be out here all night!" She got out and walked over to the path while I parked the car. 

It didn't take long to realize that the cop had been optimistic in his assessment of the trail. Not like we had much choice in the matter. Wide at the beginning, the path narrowed quickly and had a lot more obstacles than the trail we just finished. At one point, Lindsey fell hard while crossing several downed trees. I rushed over as she sat up, rubbing her back. 

"Are you ok?" 

Lindsey grimaced and stood up slowly as I held her hands. "Yep. Just slid on some moss, no big deal." I put my arm around her waist and rubbed her back as we walked. 

We reached the end of the trail about 45 minutes later. I had noticed Lindsey slapping at bugs as we walked, and when we reached the ranger station, she gasped as she was bitten or stung by something. I gave her some water so that she could take an allergy pill. 

I looked over at her and frowned. "Sorry about all of this. I didn't mean for us to have such a rough hike. She shook her head while taking another drink of water. "Don't apologize, Jason. This is hiking - occasionally things are a little rougher than you plan. We're fine, right?" What a girl. 

We got on the bus to head back to the cabin. As we rode, I noticed that she was looking at all of her scratches and bug bites. She had a lot more bites than I first realized and took another allergy pill. She was pretty quiet and spent most of the ride looking out the window. 

We walked back into the cabin and she sat down to take her boots off. As I set my pack down I noticed that she looked to be near tears. I walked right over and sat down on the couch. "Linds, what's wrong? Are you feeling ok? Need any more medicine?" 

She looked up and shook her head, her eyes watery. "No, it's fine, but I got quite a few bites. I'm sure that you did too. It's no big deal, but I always make sure that I'm checked after being in the woods. It's just you and me here, and...well, there's really only one way to check to make sure that you don't have any ticks or other bugs on you." 

I understood immediately. Having grown up playing outside and in the woods, I was accustomed to stripping down for a bug check. My brothers and I would check each other without a second thought. But here I was with Lindsey, who was a little shy and reserved. 

I took her hand. "How about you go take a nice long shower and see how things are? We'll figure things out then." I gave her a quick kiss. She smiled and nodded, then headed upstairs to the bathroom. 

I put together some things for dinner as she showered. When she had finished, I went upstairs and took a long hot shower. Lindsey was still upstairs when I came back down. The shower had done wonders for me, and I hoped that Lindsey felt the same. 

Lindsey called down and asked me to come upstairs. I jogged up and turned right into her room, then stopped cold. My jaw dropped - there was Lindsey, standing next to her bed wearing only a towel. Her white bra straps stood out against her beautiful smooth skin and she was barefoot. 

She took a deep breath and smiled nervously. "Okay," she said, her voice soft and cracking. "We're going to have to treat this like a visit to the doctor's office. You check me and I check you. Neither of us wants to deal with issues from a nasty bug bite." 

I recovered somewhat and nodded but my mind was racing. Was this really happening? This was this how we were going to see each other naked for the first time? 

Lindsey sat down on the bed and started to lower her towel but stopped. "I can't do this with you dressed. You'll have to take your clothes off too." She smiled shyly. "I've, um, checked everything that I can see on my own." With that, she dropped her towel and sat there on the bed looking at me and breathing more quickly than normal. 

Her panties were light blue with white lace trim and a small white bow in the front. Her white bra also had lace trim. I pulled my shirt off and unbuttoned my jeans, pushing them down and stepping out. Lindsey watched me undress and then lay back on the bed with her eyes closed. Without another word, she lifted her hips and slid her panties off. She parted her legs slightly and nodded, her eyes still closed. 

I settled down on the bed and was overcome by her soft, smooth skin and the smell of her lotion. Gently placing my fingers on her inner thighs, I slowly worked my way up until I was barely touching her outer lips. She took a deep breath and parted her legs a little more. I ran my fingers along her thighs and outer lips, looking for anything out of the ordinary. She was clearly excited and very wet, and I couldn't do anything but stare at her beautiful glistening pussy and clit. She began to breathe faster as I lightly ran my fingers through her pubic hair, which was trimmed into a small patch. 

I lost all focus on what I was supposed to be doing. The intimacy of this, coupled with the excitement of seeing Lindsay naked had made me harder than I could ever remember. After a few minutes, I moved my hands away and she opened her eyes. 

"Um, everything is fine. No bites or ticks," I stammered while trying to smile. Lindsey smiled back then turned over onto her stomach, legs slightly spread. This was almost too much for me to believe. 

I started the same way, slowly inching my fingers up her thighs until they were stroking her ass. She was exposing herself in the most intimate way possible, and I was so hard I thought I might explode right then. 

Lindsey turned back over after a few minutes and put her panties on, but made no move to get any other clothes. "Lie back," she said with a nervous smile. 

I was doing my best to stay turned away from her to hide my erection. "Um, Linds...I think I'm ok. I checked pretty well in the shower, and...I'm fine." 

She smiled. "Jason, I know what happens to guys. It's fine - don't be embarrassed. I'm laying here in my underwear, right?" I nodded and closed my eyes, then pulled my boxers down. I felt my erection flop against my stomach, which made me flush bright red. 

I felt her hand, cool and soft, gently grip my cock and lift it up. The sensation was incredible. She began to stroke my balls with her other hand, her fingers slowly working downward towards my inner thighs. I could feel myself beginning to lose control as her fingers checked me all over. No woman had ever seen me in this way. She continued to grip my cock, slowly tightening then loosening as she worked up and down. 

"Lindsey, you have to stop. Really - I...you have to stop." 

"Shhhh." 

I couldn't believe it. This was happening, and Lindsey wanted it to happen. I stopped fighting and gave in to the sensation. My breathing became ragged as Lindsey stroked my cock faster and faster. I lifted my hips in rhythm with her hand and could feel the orgasm building. 

I couldn't hold off any longer. Lindsey continued to stroke me as the orgasm hit, spraying cum onto my chest. After I could breathe again, I opened my eyes and saw her smiling down at me. I saw that she had cum on her fingers and was worried, but she just cleaned them off and didn't seem bothered. She was breathing a little faster and the nervousness appeared to be gone. I quickly cleaned myself up with my shirt as she watched. 

Lindsey ran her fingers through my hair. "It's a little early for us to have sex but I figured this would be ok with you. How do you feel?" 

I smiled. "Amazing. How about you?" 

She took my hand and placed it lightly between her legs, looking right into my eyes. That was all the invitation I needed. I leaned over and kissed her as I rubbed her pussy through her panties, which were almost instantly wet. She moaned and arched her back, and I kissed her neck and shoulders. I reached behind and unhooked her bra, which dropped from her perfect breasts. 

She leaned back with her eyes closed, squirming as I massaged her damp panties. With my other hand I cupped and squeezed her breasts, while lightly tugging her nipples. She went wild, head whipping from side to side and thrusting her hips up to meet my hand. I lightly traced one finger up her inner thigh and slipped it inside her panties. 

"Yes...please don't stop," she said breathlessly.

I gently slid my finger into her wet pussy. Lindsey screamed and thrust her hips upward as I began to slide my finger in and out, faster and faster. She reached down and began to massage her clit- clearly this was not the first time she had cum. 

She lifted her hips and kept them raised as the orgasm hit. She arched her back and screamed as wave after wave hit her, as I kept my finger buried deep inside and she furiously rubbed her clit. 

Lindsey slowly lowered her hips and opened her eyes. "Well," she said. "This was not really what I had in mind. I figured I'd be taking care of myself after going to bed every night." I kissed her and dropped down on the bed, completely spent. 

We never did have dinner that night.



Playing Doctor



Holding the patient file I took a deep breath before walking down the hall to his office. As a radiologist it's normal routine to consult with surgeons but today I'm working with Dr. Michael Erikson. Not only is he a gifted surgeon but he is impeccably handsome hence the knots in the pit of my stomach. We have worked together a few times before and it never got any easier.

Now I may not be a talented surgeon or the most stunning woman in the hospital but I am a damn good doctor and I could turn a few heads when I wanted to. No matter how much I told myself I could hold my own it didn't make walking into Dr. Eriksons office any less nerve wrecking. I turned the corner to his office, the door was open. He was standing at the view box with his right arm across his chest while his left elbow was propped on it allowing his fingers to rest over his lips. He was wearing navy slacks with a matching vest and light blue button down and blue striped tie, all hugged his body just enough to show his athletic physique. His hair is well groomed, the only facial hair he has is on his chin and his eyes are hidden behind glasses that added to his smart but sophisticated look. The man definitely knew how to dress to make a woman's breath catch. Thank God I opted for a fitted black pencil skirt that showed off my runners legs, a green top that accentuated my busty rack and cute black heels instead of my normal light blue scrubs. I wore my long brown hair down and made sure to put just enough make up on so I look presentable. It's hard to dress nice at work when you know there is a possibility that bodily fluids may get on then at some point during the day but I knew Dr. Erikson and he was was dressed to impress unless he was in surgery.

He must have felt me ogling him because as I was about to knock he turned and I was greeted with his contagious smile.

"Dr. Scott I hope you weren't standing there too long, I was just looking over our patients' images." He said as he walked over and shook my shook my hand.

"Dr. Erikson, no sir I just turned the corner." I said blushing as I shook his hand back. We walked back to the viewing board and it was all business. Discussing which route would be the safest and least invasive but it's a difficult situation when surgeons are trying to take tumor off a kidney. There's always arguments of trying to shrink the tumor first or just taking the kidney out all together. Luckily this patients tumor is on the outer edge and should be fairly easy to remove for Dr. Erikson. Once we both agreed the route he planned on taking didn't have any major vessels in the way he walked to down to the elevators.

"As soon as I'm done talking with the family I will come tell you how it went. Thank you for you help Dr. Scott." He had placed his hand at the small of my back sending heat through my body.

"Yes please do and you are more than welcome Dr. Erikson." I turned to answer just as the bell for the elevator dinged. It couldn't have come any sooner. I'm sure a man like him could tell when a woman reacted to his touch. As soon as the doors closed I let out a breath of relief. I did life changing procedures all day long and yet surviving another consult with Dr. Erikson and not making a fool of myself was my biggest accomplishment of the day.

I went back to my office to read a couple of images from the ER before I changed into scrubs for my afternoon of scheduled procedures. It was well after seven in the evening when I got back to my office to finish up a few charts. I hung my coat behind the door and went to my desk to find the charts I needed. I stood at the side of the desk reading what was dictated before I bent down to sign where it was needed. Just as I straightened back up I felt someone at my door. I could feel the heat rushing through my body and I'm sure he could see it on my face. I looked to the door to find Dr. Erikson leaning against my door frame, his arms casually folded at his chest and his right foot crossed over his left. Even in his baby blue scrubs, scrub hat and running shoes he looked good enough to eat. He flashed me his award winning smile and now I definitely needed a cold shower.

"How'd it go?" I asked as nonchalantly as I possibly could.

"She did beautifully! We got the whole tumor and she gets to keep her kidney. She should be back in her room shortly." He said not moving from the door.

"That's great! I wouldn't expect anything thing less from you Dr. Erikson." I said with the most genuine smile I had.

"Mike please, there's no need to be so formal Dr. Scott." There was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"Ok Mike then please call me Rhi."

"You getting out of here anytime soon?" He asked coming off the door and taking a few steps toward me. Those damn butterflies came alive in my stomach again.

"Maybe another 30 minutes or so, I have finish up some of these charts. We all can't have nurses do them for us." I told him with a small laugh.

"Then you aren't the right kind of doctor." He said with a sexy a hell smile and came to stand at the front of my desk.

I slid around behind the desk to put more space between the radiating heat he was sending through me. It made me wonder if he had this effect on all women and even some men. Lord knows his handsome enough to have both.

"Come have a drink with me."

"Are you asking?" Raising an eyebrow to him.

Laughing "Yes of course, I maybe a cocky surgeon but I do have manners Dr. Scott."

"Rhi please" I put my paperwork on the desk.

"Rhi will you please come have a celebratory drink with me?" He asked again leaning on my desk eliminating some space between us. I'm sure he's never had to ask a girl twice before. Which I'm sure explains the amusement in his face.

"Ok just tell me where to meet you and I will see you there in about an hour? I need to shower and change."

"Just shower and put the outfit you had on this morning and we can leave from here." How could anyone ever tell him no? I'm almost positive they didn't.

"Will that be okay for where we are going? I mean that's more of a work outfit."

"It will work just fine." He said still amused. He lean over my desk a little more to look at the clock on the computer and I took a step back ."I will pick you up in the front at 8:30." He looked at me before turning towards the door.

"I'm looking forward to spending some time with you out of this hospital Rhi." He have me a seducing smile and walked out if my office.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked myself plopping down into my chair. I was no virgin but it has been a bit since my last relationship and Mike sent tingles down my spine. I wasn't sure if he wanted anything physical but there would be no way in hell I couldn't give into him. I was going to have to take a freezing cold shower.

By the time I was done showering, drying and straightening my hair and getting dressed I had just enough time to get to the front doors. I smoothed out any wrinkles in my skirt and fixed any stray hairs on the way downstairs. "Be cool Rhi, you can do this." I gave myself a pep talk before exiting the elevator like it was every other night.

Waiting by the curb freshly showered and leaning against his Audi A7 the man looked like a magazine ad. "I am so screwed."

He stood the second he saw me with his gorgeous smile and held out his hand ensuring I didn't fall stepping down. "The outfit is even more stunning tonight." He said as he opened the passenger door and guided me inside with his hand on the small of my back. "Thank you" I said before he closed the door. I admired him as he graciously walked in front of the car to the drivers side. He wore the same navy suit as earlier sans the jacket. With his perfect hair and matching belt and shoes there was no doubt in my mind he was the best dressed person for miles.

"So are you hungry?" He asked as he slid his glasses on and shifted the car into drive. "So fucking screwed." I told myself again as I tried to find a polite way to say there would be no way in hell I was going to eat.

"I actually had a late lunch but if your hungry please let's get you food." There's way to many knots and butterflies in my stomach for food. Alcohol is what I needed just to help me calm my nerves.

"I actually know this place not too far from here that serves a great drink and isn't too loud. How's that sound to you?"

"Sounds perfect!" And we were in the evening traffic. He knew how to handle the car, every movement was smooth and fluid not once did I feel like I needed to be strapped in by a four harness buckle like this style of car should have.

"How was the rest of your day after we met this morning?" He asked keeping his focus on the traffic but still some how making me feel a little more comfortable. I shifted to cross my legs, "The same busy routine, the day flew by. That's why I was actually surprise to see you at my door. I figured you be long gone by this time."

"Normally I am but I told a certain doctor I would update her on a mutual patient we have, so I had to stay a little late today." A sexy half smile came on his face.

"You don't update all the doctors you work with after you performed surgery on their patient?"

"That's what charts and nurses for for Dr. Scott."

"I could have done the same Mike you didn't have to stay late for me."

"But then we wouldn't be going to have a drink now would we."

"So what would you have done if I said I plans tonight?" I asked as we pulled up to the valet at a small up scale bar. My door was opened before me could answer me. He handed the keys to the valet guy and came to my side, placing his hand at the small if my back again. Heat pulsed through me.

"I don't take no for an answer Rhi." He leaned down to whisper in my ear as we walked to the front door of the bar. Goosebumps popped up on my neck and arms from the closeness of his lips to my ear.

We were able to walk straight in and found a table in the back corner. We ordered our drinks and I took in the place, it was very modern and low lit. Most of the outer tables were small two tops while the tables in the center were more for larger parties. This made it easier for the smaller parties to talk without having to yell over other tables next to them. The front entrance was all windows and the bar was quite impressive covering one side of the space. The waitress came back with my vodka seven and Mikes crown and coke. He raised his glass, "To a successful day if saving lives." I raised mine to his and we clinked glasses before taking a drink. My drink had been made more vodka than seven which help ease my nerves.

He sat across from me, his eyes never leaving me. It made me shift in my chair and his smile let me know he knew what he was doing to me.

My glass never had a chance to get emptied before our waitress brought me another one. Because the first one was so strong I was already buzzing so I made to to pace myself with this one. Mike kept the conversation going, slowly making me forget about my nerves and just enjoy the night out. We talked about what schools we went to, the sports we played and everything in between that lead us to work for the same hospital. Come to find out he was really easy to talk to but I'm not sure if that was just him or the combination of him and the alcohol. We sat and talked until we were the last people in the bar. It then I realized I had to use the restroom and excused myself. When I got back to the table he had already paid. "Michael you didn't have to do that, at least let me give you half." I said reaching into my clutch for my debt card.

"I asked you out for drink so I will pay. And your really going to call me Michael? Not too many people can get a way with that." He said laughing.

"Oh I'm sorry I'm not sure why it came out that way."

"Don't apologize, you aren't most people." He lead the way out of the bar and grabbed his keys from the valet before coming and opening the door for me and helping in the car.

He started the car and turned to face me in his seat. It was like I wasn't in my own body, he leaned over weaving his hand through my hair and kissed me. We sat in front of the bar for in not sure how long making out. When he pulled away he slid his thumb across my cheek, "I couldn't wait anymore. I've been waiting to see what you taste like for a while now." If I wasn't turned on before I was now.

"I have wine and vodka at my place, feel like continuing celebrating with me?"

"I don't know Michael it's late and my car is still at the hospital."

"I will take you to your car in the morning."

"Are you asking me to spend the night with you?"

"I do have a guest room but yes so that neither one of us has to drive again tonight." He was laughing again.

"How am I supposed to say no to that."

"I told you I don't take no for an answer."

Of course he would live in the nicest penthouse in the city. It is thirty floors up and the only living space on the floor. The elevator opens to his own private foyer.

"This is beautiful." I told him as we walked into the living room.

"Thank you! You feel like wine or more vodka seven?" He asked as went to the kitchen bar.

"A glass of wine would be great."

He opened a new bottle and set it on the counter while he grabbed two wine glasses out of the cabinet. He poured the wine and handed me a glass as he walked around the bar to me. He set his glass down and buttoned his vest and took it off and hung it on the back of one of the chairs. I took a big sip of my wine needing more liquid courage. He loosened his tie and took it off and placed it on the same chair as his vest, his eyes never leaving me. My pulse quickened and I took another drink of my wine. Once I set my glass back down he grabbed my hand and pulled me to him.

"What are you doing?" I asked in the smallest voice.

"Nothing you don't want me too Rhi. If you want me stop I will and you can sleep in the guest room down the hall."

He puts his hands in my hair pulling me to him. His soft warm lips devoured mine. My hands found their way into his chest which was rock solid under his button down. I was so lost in his kiss I hadn't noticed his picking me up and walking to his room. He set me down and made sure I was steady for letting me go. He broke our kiss to bend down and take my shoes off. When he stood back up he kicked his shoes off next to mine and pulled to me him again. If we stopped now I would be completely content the man was making me melt with his mouth. He walked me back to the bed and with one hand on my back he laid me on the bed. He caught himself with his other hand and moved us both up towards the top of the bed, his mouth not leaving mine. He stopped suddenly and moved down to my hips and slid his hands to the back of my skirt to unzip it before sliding it off.

"Mmm much better." He leg between mine and started kissing my neck. I let a moan escape my lips as his hand went to squeeze my tit. I could feel his smile and my neck. I wrapped my legs around his and started to unbutton his shirt. I want to feel his bare chest on me hands. He sat up for a second so I could pull his shirt out of his pants and he could unbutton the cuffs. He took his arms out of the sleeves and threw the shirt on the floor once he was out of it. He pulled at the hem of my shirt making me sit up so he could take it off and throw it next to his on the floor. Kissing me again he pushed me back to the bed and I finally got to feel the hardness of his chest on mine.

He went back to teasing my breast but this time he moved my bra down enough to let my nipple free. He took my now exposed nipple in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. Making me arch toward him and my sex clench. His leg pushed up against me giving me the pressure I needed. He moved to the other nipple and tortured it the same way. My hand went he chest and made it's way down to the top of his slacks. He raised his hips just enough for me to undo the button and slip my hand down his pants. My breath caught when I felt the size of his dick and again I felt his smile on my skin. I was certain there was no way I was going to be able to fit him.

"I promise you will." He said in my ear reading my tension.

I let out a sigh as he kissed his way down my body. He stopped just above my panty line before he sat up and pulled them off and added them to the pile on the floor. He started to kiss that sensitive area around my knee and made his way up to my sex. The anticipation was making me wet. He made me wait as he by past the area and went to the other leg. His hand slid up my other leg and cupped my pussy making me moan loudly in approval. His fingers massaged my folds before finding my opening and dipping a finger tip inside. "My God sweetheart your already so wet."

He pulled his finger out to circle my clit. That was it I fell over the edge and climaxed. Arching toward him he used the opportunity to push two fingers in me making me cum harder. I was grabbing the sheets at my sides and squirming like crazy. He kept a slow rhythm with his fingers and sucked on my nipple again. My hand was still on his hardening dick. I squeezed it and moved my hand up and down and I was rewarded with a small groan. He pulled his fingers out of me and got up off the bed. He took whatever clothes he had left on off and climbed back on the bed to take my bra off.

We were both naked in his bed he moved between my legs and I was able to finally see his long, thick dick. He stroked it a couple of times before positioning the head at my opening and bending down to kiss me. Ever so slowly he pushed his head into my tight pussy.

"You are so fucking tight Rhi." He said through gritted teeth.

I was holding my breath. "Breathe baby, you have to relax for this to work."

I did as I was told, "there you go let me baby."

He would slide a little in before pulling back and pushing in more. He kept his rhythm until he his hips were touching the back of my thighs. I thought I was going to rip in two. He stilled giving me time to adjust to the new sensation. Once he felt me relax and start to move my hips he bent to put his fingers in my hair and pull my head back. He sucked on my neck making me cum, "hold on hun I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."

He sat up on his knees and pulled my legs up on his shoulders, this allowed to penetrate so much deeper. "OH MY GOD Michael!

"What baby tell me, tell what I'm doing to you."

" You are driving me crazy. I don't know how much more I can take Michael."

" Relax sweetie and just enjoy it."

He reared back and slammed into me hard. He's balls slapped against my ass but the sound was muted by my scream. He pulled back again but this time when he slammed He reared back and slammed into me hard. He's balls slapped against my ass but the sound was muted by my scream. He pulled back again but this time when he slammed into me he rolled his hips. It only took a few more pumps of his hard cock and I was cumming for the third time.

"Agh your pussy is squeezing my dick so tight baby."

With my legs still draped over his shoulders he bent over me pulling my hands over my head. He had me pinned to do with me what he pleased. He ground his hips against mine, this added pressure to my exposed clit and his dick felt like it was all the way up in my stomach.

"Michael!"

Still holding my hands above my head with one hand, he used the other to grab my ass and lifting it slightly. Giving him depth to I'm sure an area no other man was gifted enough to reach. His cheek came to rest against mine allowing me to hear what I was doing to him. His breath was shallow and quick and with every deep thrust he let out a groan. I was effecting him just as much as he was effecting me. "Your gonna make me cum sweetheart. I'm going to cum I'm you."

"Please Michael! Please cum!" My head was thrown back with my eyes closed. He was going to make me pass out from touch pleasure if he didn't cum soon.




Playing Doctor



"Look at me sweetheart, I love watching you cum under me."

He was screwing me hard and fast, I did my best to keep my focus on his face but as the first wave of his orgasm hit me I was lost in my own.

"My God Rhi!"

He didn't stop moving until his dick stopped pulsing in me and he just laid on top of me. He was still semi hard in me and I could feel his heart racing against my own heaving chest. "You are amazing!" I managed to get out between breaths.

He propped himself up on his elbow, "It's how you make me feel. I am never going to get my fill of you Rhi, I've been waiting a long time for this night." He tucked a hair behind my ear.

"What? Why? You've never shown any interest in me before tonight."

"Well I want to make sure I was done having my fun first but you were always on my radar. So once the opportunity opened I took it."

"This is crazy! I don't do this kind of thing! Don't get wrong the most mind blowing experience of my life but I don't climb into bed with a guy after a couple of drinks."

He chuckled, "no one is more elated than me, I would have pursued you until you gave in."

He rolled off me and on to his side pulling me with him. I laid me head on his chest and he rubbed his hand up and down my back and I fell asleep exhausted from a mind blowing evening with Dr. Erikson.