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Then she measures her blood pressure

Checks her weight

And finally gets down to vaginal exam which involves spreading legs and speculum insertion

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The site Exposed nurses features cute gyno clinic employees who stay after work and film some speculum play.

The gyno speculum as a lot of people call it, is a medical instrument, which is used by doctors and gynecologists to open a woman’s vagina during examinations.

The vaginal speculum has always been a man’s best friend and is extensively used as part of the equipment in many medical fetishes. Whether it be in role play for the amateur gynecologist or to open the vagina for activities like catheter play, stretching urethra or the insertion of sounds into the urethra (pee hole), the speculum plays a vital part.

Another important reason for owning a speculum is self examination.

As a woman you might like to know yourself what your vagina looks like inside, or you might like to have a peek at your cervix to find out when and if you are most fertile. There is no reason why you couldn’t examine yourself with the help of a hand mirror and a flashlight.

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My middle finger found her rectum, where I permitted it to tease the area for a while. When I sensed that Stacey was becoming used to this stimulation, I removed my fingers from between her buttocks and stopped stroking the inside of her thigh. Stacey looked back in time to see me shaking down the other thermometer next to the one that I had used earlier. I reached into the drawer beneath the examining table and pulled out a tube of K-Y jelly.

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Opening the tube, I applied some to my middle finger. Then, I spread Stacey’s buttocks and applied lubricant around her rectum. Very gently and slowly, I slipped my finger slightly into her rectum, feeling the tightness as she gasped. I removed my finger and applied lubricant to the thermometer.

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“Oh, doctor. This is so embarrassing and unnecessary”, Stacey complained.

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With that comment, I lightly spanked her bottom and spread her legs. She began to whimper as I separated her buttocks, placed the tip of the thermometer against her rectum, and slowly inserted it. The thermometer now inserted, I let her buttocks close upon it, and I stepped back to allow it time to register. What a lovely sight to behold…My young and beautiful Stacey lying on the examination table in this most humbling position.

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I could see that she was getting scared at this point and asked the Dr. what the purpose was for the straps. His reply was that he did it to all women that came to his office and that way in some point in time during the exam if the straps were needed they would already be on and in place.

After that I started on the abdominal exam… palpating her tummy , asking her if there was any tenderness at all, she replied no, so I then thought OK this is the big one, so I then said that we would do the vaginal exam, and asked her to bend her knees, and relax, I then snapped on some rubber gloves, and parted her labia, with one hand and looked at her outer lips, and checked all the outer area, I then took a tube of KY jelly, and took the speculum, and smeared some on the bills of it, then carefully pushed it inside her vagina, then I looked inside her vagina, and noted the size of her uterus, and she also said that she wasn’t due for a pap smear, as she had had one recently, so I was kind of relieved to hear that.

I then withdrew the speculum, and set about the bi-manual exam, so I inserted my index finger, and then my middle finger into her opening and pushed them right in, I felt inside, and remembered to keep the internal fingers still, and felt her tummy where I could feel her, cervix, and then her, ovaries, then I said to her that I would also do a rectal exam, to which she replied is that totally necessary, and I said it was, so she agreed..

So I then took off my gloves and put some fresh ones on, then I took some more KY jelly and smeared some on my finger, and asked her to lie on here side, and she did so, I then parted her buttocks, and smeared some KY on her bottom, and asking her to take a deep breath, pushed my index finger very gently up her bottom, she winced a little bit, so I said try to relax, and bear down on my finger, she did so, which made the exam a lot easier.

Karen then made her way to my other side and they turned around and we all looked at the doctor as he listed a long list of things that he though I could do better. I spoke up saying, “I’m a new nurse …it will take me time to learn everything.”

The doctor shook his head and said, “That’s why you must get a lesson….If you are to work with me you must learn how to do things right.”

The other nurses took my arms and led me to behind the screen to help me disrobe and put on a gown. Debbie whispered in my ear, “You must do this …we can’t release our enemas until your lesson is done ..so please help and hurry.”

I did as Debbie said and got the gown on and then they helped me to the table where the bags were hanging from the pole and the doctor was between the stirrups waiting for me to get into position. Each nurse stood on each side of the table with me. They helped me get into position and just stood there holding their bellies. The doctor reached between my legs and I felt the cold of the lubricant. I winced as his finger invaded my anus and he pushed the nozzle into me. The hot water rushed into my rectum and up into my colon filling it rapidly. I squirmed as cramps hit me and the nurse’s placed my hands on the small hand grips at my sides. I could see that they wanted to make this go quick so they could expel there fluid.

After all the soapy water was in me I was helped into the knee chest position, my belly felt better this way. I then felt the doctors gloved hand come down hard upon my bottom. “Ouee” I squealed as the sting hit my bottom. I squirmed some more as each hit reddened and burned my bottom. I then felt a gush of hot water and my tummy tried to rebel as it stretched, “Oh I can’t take any more,” I yelled and the nurse’s just held me tight as the water continued to flow.

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she came to the gyno clinic for her annual physical and was ssooo disappointed that her gyn (Dr Jefferson) was on vacation. Still she had to go thru the exam and was thoroughly examined by Jefferson’s nurse Kelly Hansen.

Kelly checked her breasts for problems, then asked her to get on the gyno table for pevic exam. She inspected her vagina using a speculum and a bit of lube.

After which she told Sandra to lie on her belly and took her rectal temperature

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She complaints to her doctor who is ready to use all means he has to help her, he stretches her legs, fingers her pussy, inserts speculum.

Candy moved to a new town after college and was on search for a god job. Luckily she had to wait for no more than a month before her resume was answered and she was asked for an interview. She was all right, they said, but they needed her to go thru a physical examination to make sure she was not pregnant. Candy was embarrassed on hearing that she had to go to gyno clinic and have a medical examination but she needed job badle so she headed to her firsttime gyno examination.

She was totally confused on finding out the doctor was a man. She shyly entered his room and  waited for his orders. But his caring attitude and gentle manners got her relaxed soon and she came to like him. She took off her cliothes and let him examin her breasts and listen to her heartbeat, then she lay down on the examination table and spread her legs.

he sat on a special low chair and palpated her pink cleavage, genly touching the clitoris to see if she reacts. He lubricated her vagina and slowly inserted a speculum and then opened it wide until she could feel cool air inside.

He took some pap smears, palpated her rectum and before he finished the exam he gave her sanitizing syringe.

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“Is this your first time?” A very pregnant woman took notice of my sweaty palms and incessant toe tapping.

“Mmmhmmm.” I wiped my palms on the Motherhood magazine on the chair next to me.

“It won’t be that bad. It’s not nearly as bad as the first time I had sex.” Awesome. Not only was this woman discussing her sex life with me, but she was giving me a reference point I couldn’t understand. But I didn’t get the chance to ask her about it, because at that moment the nurse came out and called me back.

I stood up slowly, holding on to the chair so as not to pass out. I didn’t know I could get this scared.

I followed the nurse to the room, where she told me to take off my clothes, put on the gown and sit on table to wait for the doctor. When she left the room, I quickly stripped down (which I always do at the doctor out of fear that they will open the door when I am butt naked) and did as she instructed. When I turned to sit down, however, I saw for the first time the contraption she had referred to vaguely as “the table.”
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my favorite part – she is inserted a plastic speculum and with a help of the light  (amazing! we can see her cervix

the pap smear sample is finally taken.

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I said yes and the doctor told me her assistant would stay and assist.
After she left, the assitant had me raise my bottom off the table,
removed the pillow, put a cup under my penis and began “milking” me with
a gloved and well lubricated hand. Needles to say it didn’t take long.

I then dressed, was told they would see me next year and checked out.
As I left I thought, “Yeah, you might see me sooner than that.”

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I had just started to settle into one of the glove leather sofas in the
waiting room, when an office door quietly opened and a white-frocked
middle aged man said, “Ms. Anne Broderick, I presume ? Won’t you come in
please.”

I followed the Doctor into an office area which overlooked the park and
took one of two chairs facing the desk.

“I’m Doctor Chadwick,” he began, “My practice specialty centers on the
exploration and diagnostic treatment, if need be, of what might be
otherwise be considered problems of a sexual nature. Your
confidentiality is assured here,” he continued ” and I want you to feel
completely comfortable in discussing the matter which brought you to us.
Now how might we be of service to you ?”

“Well, Doctor, ” I began haltingly ” I’m thirty-five years old and have
been married once. I’ve been divorced for about four years, sexually
active and, well, I, ah, have a real problem, ah, with, ah , anal sex.”

THERE ! I’d said it !!

The words gushed out now ” My former husband would complain that I was
just prudish and uptight, literally, and that I was denying myself, and
him, another avenue of physical pleasure.”

“Have you ever tried anal intercourse ?” he asked.

“Well, once, but the penetration, if any, was very slight, and I told
him to stop : it hurt too much” I answered in a small voice. “You have
to understand ,” I went on “I was raised in a very restrictive and
highly religious household … even nudity was ‘ wrong ‘ anal was
equated with defecation …… sex, ANY sex was just not discussed.”

The Doctor considered this a moment then asked ” and why the interest
now ?”

“Oh, I -have- noticed the beginnings of some very pleasurable sensations
back there from time to time; the eroticism of it; but I don’t know
where to begin.”

” Not that uncommon, and so you have a curiosity about it, don’t you ?”
he asked.

“And,” I allowed, feeling a little tingle of pleasure and dampness begin
between my legs. ” I think I would like to feel the experiences after,
perhaps, a little preparation so that I might know what to expect.”

He then asked about my sexual history, writing on a pad while I answered
a number of questions and, finally, putting the pad down, he indicated
that he had reached a decision.

“What we will do is to create an anal-erotic experience for you, while
at the same time preparing you for the act itself. ”

The Doctor started outlining his prescription,

“First, Ms Broderick, you will be given a brief physical exam, which
will include both a pelvic and rectal , to make sure that our experience
will be safe for you. You will then be prepared for the administration
of dilators which will be introduced into your anus to both expand and
relax the sphincter muscles. ”

“So, let’s see how this goes for you and, well, if further visits might
be required. If all that sounds satisfactory to you, my nurse will
prepare you down the hall. Do you have any questions.?”

“I don’t think so.” I whispered, and deep inside an excitement started
at the anticipation of the experience.

“Good !” and he spoke to his nurse on the intercom.

“Nurse, come and start Ms. Broderick’s program, I’ll give you specific
instructions in a minute, thank you.”

“The nurse needs to take you through some preliminaries after which
we’ll get together .” he said .

The door opened and an attractive, but professional woman, in a crisp
white uniform, motioned me out and down an inside corridor.

The room, which the nurse referred to as an examination room, was large
in comparison to the small cramped cubicles at my gynecologist’s office.
Along one wall was a low padded table, covered with pastel sheets, while
at the far end , with well its well-padded stirrups, stood the
examination table, though this one had more movable sections.

A door at the far side revealed a bathroom, while the remainder of the
equipment, sinks, cabinets and instrument trays were what I would have
expected in a medical setting.

The nurse indicated a screened dressing area. I was then instructed to
strip … completely … handed a cotton, patterned kimono, and a pair
of-terri-cloth stretch slippers. I asked if I might use the bathroom and
was told pleasantly “No, dear, that will be taken care of later”.

As I started to undress, I heard her opening and closing drawers and
cabinets , but resisted the temptation to peek out from behind the
dressing screen. I removed my jacket, blouse and skirt, slip, and bra.
Hesitating a moment, I slipped my panty hose down my legs and stood
naked before the full length mirror on the wall. `

Thankful for the slim image there; still firm up-turned breasts with
their now erect rose-bud nipples, the light brown bush of pubic hair
and, turning around, ran a hand over my peach-shaped posterior. “Enough
!” I thought and slipped into the kimono, which came to mid-thigh, and
slippers. Having made up my mind to go through with this, robe tie held,
I stepped out from behind the screen.

“Now, first I will need to take your blood pressure and temperature, so
just sit down on the edge of this table and try to relax,” she said and
smiled.

Slipping the black cuff over my arm, she counted down the blood pressure
and then said, “Your blood pressure is perfectly normal, now I need to
take your temperature.”

From a tray that I had not taken note of on the counter, she picked up
the thermometer, a pair of latex gloves, and a tube of KY jelly.

Turning back to me, I had opened my mouth in anticipation, she said,
“No, the Doctor wants your temperature taken rectally, so I’ll need to
have you stretch out on the table and turn over on your tummy.”

She then helped me climb up on the table, turn over, and then, sitting
on the table behind me, she turned up the hem of the kimono until it was
resting just below the small of my back leaving my buttocks exposed.

I listened as she snapped a glove into place on her hand and then felt
the cool latex-clad thumb and forefinger spread my buttocks from either
side of my anus. I buried my head in my arms and blushed at the contact
in so private an area, then had to stifle an involuntary sob as I felt a
gloved and lubricant-laden finger enter my rectum to the second joint
after which the bulb of the thermometer was held poised at my anus.

“Now, this may be a little uncomfortable for just a minute, so relax.”
she said and with that I felt the bulb firmly pushed on into my bottom.

Once inserted she then placed the gloved hand across my bottom cheeks,
holding the glass tube firmly between two fingers. I could feel the
instrument resting in my bowel and then, after several minutes , felt
the sliding of the bulb past my sphincter as it was withdrawn.

“Your temperature is also normal and now I’m going to give you an
injection of a very, very, mild sedative in your hip, so why don’t you
just remain as you are on your stomach.”

Turning my head I watched her pick up the hypodermic syringe from the
instrument tray and, turning back to me, felt the cold alcohol swab on
my left buttock as she prepared the site for the injection. Her
technique was practiced, and I felt only the slightest sting as the
needle entered my rump and was withdrawn a moment later. She then
lowered the hem of the robe to cover my buttocks.

“Fine, now I want you to lie there while we get you ready for the next
step. Have you ever had a colonic, or any other type of enemas ?”

” Only once as a child, and then that was given to me by an aunt.” I
replied, beginning to feel a strange, giddy anticipation.

“Well, your going to be administered two enemas this morning,” she went
on, ” The first will be a cleansing enema which, as the name implies,
will be started in the upper regions of your bowel. The second will be a
more soothing, and lubricating, oil solution to prepare you for the
dilation procedure.”

“I’ll need to have you assume,” she continued ” a position on your knees
with your chest on the table, after which I’ll be lubricating your
rectal area for the insertion of the nozzles.”

She grinned as she said, “you’re going to feel quite full as the Doctor
wants a full quart for each enema !”

“Oh, by the way, ……. is the injection working ???”

“Oh yes, I feel really quite mellow.” I replied, while in my head the
images conjured up by her description of the procedure were causing not
unpleasant stirrings in my loins. A part of my repressed anal-erotic
fixation had been curious about the feelings that might be provoked by
submission to an enema, and now I was to find out.

The Doctors’ prescription was on target !

Eyes closed, I listened to the preparations being made and in a minute I
heard a metal stand drawn up beside the table.

“OK, we’re almost ready now, so let me help you up to a kneeling
position, she offered and, placing her hands on either side of my hips,
helped me up so that I was now on all fours in the middle of the table.

“I’ll place a pillow under your head and now I want you to rest your
chest on the table, and let the middle of your back relax… fold your
arms up by the pillow.. that a girl. You’ll need to move your knees
apart…… and bring them…… just a little forward … so your
bottom is well extended.” she added.

The hem of the robe slipped down to my mid back leaving me naked from
the waist down except for the slippers. The forced position had it’s
effect and I felt the surprisingly warm office air on the delicate
tissues of both my anus and the lips of my vulva as my most intimate
regions were exposed.

Looking back slightly beyond my bared and upraised rump, I watched as
the nurse proceeded to hang a hospital-type enema bag on a hanger stand
which had been placed by the table. The bag had a valve in the bottom to
which was attached a length of surgical tubing.

From the tray she picked up another section of black flexible tubing
about 18 inches long and about the size of my little finger. The tip at
one end was smoothly rounded while at the other was a small double bulb,
another inch of the black tube and then a connection.

Opening a jar of Vaseline, she coated the length of tube until it, and
the bulb, was shiny , and then, holding the lubricated tube in one hand
which she rested on my back, she dipped her gloved index finger into the
Vaseline jar and moved until she was at the rear of my upraised bottom.

“I have to lubricate you well now; I’ll be introducing the length of the
irrigator into your rectum after that. The small bulb will help you
retain both the nozzle and the fluid while it does it’s job.”

“Now this may be just a little uncomfortable, but try to relax by
breathing through your mouth.”

I gave a little involuntary start as I felt her forefinger enter my
rectum and slowly work its way in a small series of in and out movements
until she had entered me fully . She then slowly withdrew the finger and
repeated the process with some more of the Vaseline.

“Now I’ll insert the irrigation tube and I’ll be slowly working it down
inside you until I have the bulb in place, she explained.

I felt the nozzle pass my sphincter and really felt the tube as she
slowly inserted more of it into my bowel. Finally she said that she was
about to insert the retainer bulb, and I felt my anus distend to receive
the small object as she firmly and slowly pushed it into my behind. She
said that she was going to turn the flow on and, as she did, I could
feel the fluid, somehow, as it started draining up into an area that
felt as though it was somewhere near my diaphragm.

“This takes a few minutes, we don’t want to rush the process, and once
you have taken this much I’ll have you retain it for a few minutes
longer. Now you should start feeling full in a bit, but the retaining
bulb will prevent you from expelling the fluid, so do try to relax. ”
she called over her shoulder.

My abdomen was visibly swelling now and the Doctor chose that moment to
open the door and ask how everything was going. I hid my head in
embarrassment at the spectacle I must have presented, half nude with my
rear high up in the air and the enema tubing sticking out from my rectum.

The nurse saved me from comment and said that everything was fine. She
stroked my buttocks while we waited for the contents to empty.

I felt as though I would burst when she announced that we were done and,
turning a valve at the connection point, disconnected the tubing that
was inside me to the beaker. She told me to hold my position, breath
through my mouth, and, a few minutes later, helped me slowly off the
table and followed me to the bath room carrying the tube which trailed
from my behind. Once inside I sat down on the toilet, and reaching up
underneath me, she slowly removed the retainer bulb, following which I
felt as though I exploded into the bowl even before she had removed the
remainder of the tube.

My nurse was at the door when I came out, and after making sure that all
was well, helped me back up onto the table where I was instructed to
assume the kneeling position once again. The gloved and lubricated
finger once more was introduced into my backside and I noticed with
relief that the nozzle she was lubricating for this round was only about
six inches long. I settled my head into the pillow and waited for the
insertion of the tube.

“Now this one won’t be as uncomfortable as the last one,” she said, and
then introduced the nozzle into my rectum. I felt the liquid drain into
my bowel, and then, some minutes later, abdomen distended once more,
made my way to the bathroom.

When I returned from the bathroom, I was motioned toward the examination
table.

The nurse escorted me to the examination table, which she had covered
with a pastel sheet. I sat on the raised bolster section at the end,
then laid back assuming the pre-requisite position…. knees up, each
slippered foot in a stirrup, thighs widely separated with my buttocks
near the end of the table.

The robe had shifted up to around my waist and, except for the slippers,
I lay naked from the waist down. Dr. Chadwick entered the room and
stepped up beside me as I lay on the table.

“I hope that the cleansing enemas didn’t make you too uncomfortable, but
for anal sex, you might find that you’ll be less inhibited if you’re not
worried about cleanliness there. You can easily obtain any of the
drugstore pre-bottled solutions and simply use it before you and your
partner start making love .”

Continuing, he said, “I’m going to examine both your vaginal and rectal
areas. I’m certain that we won’t find any obvious abnormalities; the
nurse noted that you did not, for example, suffer from hemorrhoids as
she lubricated you, but I want to make sure that there’s nothing else of
note.”

Moving to the end of the table, he stepped between my widely parted
thighs and rolled a latex glove onto each hand.

The nurse handed him a tube of lubricant which he applied to his now
gloved fingers. With one hand, he parted the lips of my vulva and,
gently holding the lips of my labia between thumb and finger, worked
down each side.

“You obviously take care of yourself. …. no lesions or gland
inflammation”, he observed.

Holding back the covering hood of flesh, my clitoris was revealed and
it, together with the area surrounding my urethra, came in for their
share of diagnostic probings.

His finger traced the sensitive ridge sending a tiny chill of pleasure
up my spine. No other exam had ever evoked that kind of response! Moving
his hand down to the opening of my vagina, two fingers were inserted and
moved up inside me until I felt them at the tip of my cervix. He then
rotated the fingers, pressing against the walls of my vagina and uterus
in each direction.

“Just breath through your mouth, Ms. Broderick …..and let yourself
go”, he soothingly advised.

Withdrawing his gloved hand, the nurse handed him a vaginal speculum.
The nurse once more told me to relax and I felt the instrument enter my
vaginal cavity, then a bit of pressure inside as the sides were opened.
The Doctor adjusted the work lamp and peered down intently.

After perhaps a scant minute, and withdrawing the instrument, the Doctor
walked to the head of the table, “Everything looks just fine there,
you’re a very healthy woman. Are we ready for the next step?”

I gave a thumbs-up and flexed my back, “Ready!”

“Good, good, …… I’m going to be examining your anus and rectal areas
for fissures or any other problems, and for this, the nurse is going to
adjust your position so that I have, ahmm, maximum entrance ….. nurse,
if you will please?” and gestured toward my legs.

The nurse gestured with her hand, “Hmmmm …. I going to need you to
scoot down a little farther…… there, that’s a girl.” and thus my
buttocks were now off the edge of the table.

With a hand on my knee and another under my ankle, the nurse guided each
leg back toward my head until it just about touched my breast. The
stirrups were adjusted upward and to the rear, so that, after replacing
each foot, I found myself in a jack-knifed position…my bottom fully
extended in mid air; the lips of my vulva gaping open; soles of my
slippers nearly parallel with the ceiling!

I could feel the air on my anus now that my buttocks were fully spread,
and watched the nurse liberally lubricate the forefingers of the
doctor’s right hand with KY jelly.

“I’m going to insert one finger, initially, to examine you as far up as
I can without instruments, then I’ll introduce more as I feel you begin
to acclimate to the exam. We’ll be changing your position once more for
the dilators …. I know this isn’t very comfortable, but it will only
last for a few minutes”, he explained.

I could only lay there while images of myself so very extremely exposed
swirled in my head. Stepping to my now prominently displayed perineum he
first probed around the perimeter of my anus, separating the opening on
either side, after which he inserted his forefinger to the second joint,
and rotated the finger at an angle to the rim.

“I’m just checking muscle elasticity at this point”, he said. I felt him
continue working the finger up inside me until his hand rested in the
cleft of my stretched buttocks. He then described a circle with his
finger deep in my bowel, pushing at the tissue in either direction.

I was glad at that point for the enema preparation as I felt as though a
bowel movement would have been imminent.

Withdrawing his finger completely, he said, “Excellent! Next, I’ll be
introducing two fingers into your rectum; this to help you with the
dilators later.” Placing one finger over the other, I felt the firm,
insistent, pressure of the insertion. “I want you to push down on my
fingers, as though you were trying to go to the bathroom, to relax your
sphincter muscle.”

I strained as instructed and felt a hollow feeling as the fingers made
their way up my rectum. I felt his hand at my bottom again, and then a
pressure as he rotated the fingers in place. I could feel the moisture
from the liquefied KY jelly trickle to my tailbone mixed with the
perspiration from my exertions.

He paused for a moment, fingers still buried in my rump, then looked up
at me. “I can see why you had a problem with anal intercourse; your
rectal sphincter is very tight and well muscled.”

Continuing his movements, he added, “You, or your partner, need to be
very generous with the lubrication….. I suggest, also, that you
include graduated dilatation, which is what we’re doing now, as part of
your foreplay until you really get the knack of relaxing this muscle.”

“OK …….three fingers; you’ve accommodated the two-finger stage
without difficulty, I gather : a bit of fullness perhaps?” he asked.

“No it doesn’t hurt, I even think I’m beginning to like it a little,” I
replied. In fact, the enforced exposure of my genitals and insertions
were beginning to cause another sort of, very pleasurable and erotic,
pressure.

“Well good ! So, how about if we explore that a bit!?” he suggested. I
nodded, he motioned to the nurse.

“My nurse is trained in massage …… and we do want you to be very
relaxed!” he beamed.

“We’ll be pleasuring you with direct stimulation, I think you should
enjoy that,” he smiled, as the nurse added more KY jelly.

At the last I blushed, thinking that I must be lubricating myself just
thinking about it.

The nurse untied the belt to the robe and pulled it open leaving me
totally open and naked on the table, a glistening coat of KY jelly
shining at my bottom. …. and wondering if the warmth in the room was
coming from me!

Changing gloves, she poured some light oil onto her hand and began to
massage my neck then down to each breast …. kneading … stretching
and rolling each taut nipple between her fingers, then moved down my
belly to my damp pubic hair and inserted her fingers between and into
the open lips of my vulva!

I had never been touched so intimately by another woman in my life! At
the same time I felt myself yield to the insistent caresses being
applied against my rising bud, and surrendered to it all.

The Doctor held all three fingers together, and I felt the tips slowly
ease into, and past, my anus.

“Let’s feel a really good push now !” the Doctor ordered.

While the pulses from the massage of my clitoris built, I pushed my body
down on the table to meet, and help my rectum open to, the welcomed
gloved hand. I remember the doctor saying that all three fingers were
inserted and, with his free hand, he guided my own to my anal region
where I felt his fingers as they lay buried in my rectum and felt the
rim of my anus in its tightly extended accommodation.

I covered my eyes with the back of my hand as he started an in and out
movement. With each push past my anus, I could feel the gloved fingers
working up my colon, the drumming of the nurse’s massage of my clitoris,
my body arched on the table, and the spasms swept me over the edge.

The fingers were ever so slowly withdrawn. A drop of perspiration
trickled down my forehead.

“I think that you’ve looked at a new horizon, don’t you?” he asked,
rolling down his now slick gloves, with a grin.

I blushed furiously and could only blow a stream of breath through
pursed lips in response.

Looking down, I couldn’t help but notice that my nipples were tightly
erect; my bush of pubic hair lay in ringlets, damply matted with oil, KY
jelly and my own juices.

The nurse, after a final caress to my nether regions, walked to the sink
and washed her hands; came back with a warm washcloth. Using my exposure
to advantage, she proceeded to carefully wash my pubic region; perineum
and anus.

After patting me dry; she guided my feet from the stirrups, opened the
table up and helped me stretch out flat, still naked, on the table.

“Why don’t you rest a moment, we’ll be re-positioning you in just a
minute”

As I regained my senses, I happened to turn my head toward the
instrument tray, the smooth, gleaming ebonite shafts had been lined up .

“Now to finish your treatment,” the Doctor was saying, regaining my
wandering attention. “I’ll be inserting a series of graduated,
increasingly larger, penis-shaped dilators into your rectum.”

“God !” I thought to myself “Can I TAKE any more ???!!!”

“I’ll need to have you turn over,” he continued, “onto your stomach, and
I’m going to adjust the table so that your in a supported position with
your hips well raised , and your head will be lowered. Your knees will
be at either side on the cushion, er, straddle-style.”

I rolled over onto my stomach whereupon the nurse held me steady while
the table was adjusted into position, my hips supported by a bolster
section in the middle, while the padded end of the table folded down
becoming a shelf. Kneeling on the shelf, my thighs against the table,
the head of the table was lowered raising my buttocks. Placing a hand on
the insides of my thigh, my legs were guided until my knees were well
separated and I felt the room air once again on the now slippery surface
of my rear-thrust buttocks, vulva and anus.

The doctor removed a case from the stand and set it on an instrument
tray by my head.

“Here, let me show you these.” he said, and opened the case to reveal a
series of what looked to be smooth penis replicas. There were about 10
in the case and ranged in size from that of an adult index finger to a
monstrous one, a full three inches in diameter and to perhaps 12 inches
long. Each was fashioned with a kind of bulb at one end forming a head
and then flared out at the base.

I Guess my eyes betrayed my fear as I surveyed the larger sizes, for the
Doctor said, “Don’t be alarmed, we’ll select perhaps three in a medium
size for today ”

The smallest dilator he selected was about the size of my thumb, a
second which was about the size of a normal penis, and then a third
which was a little larger. One by one, he lubricated each with a KY-type
jelly, placing them in a plastic dish on the tray by my head.

My apprehension started to build as, despite my earlier preparation, I
felt the old fear surface. Rolling on another set of gloves, he walked
to where my rear lay open, cheeks well spread by my posture.

I felt the gloved finger enter my rectum with a dollop of Vaseline and
then he picked up the smaller of the dilators and I felt the smooth tip
press into the ring of my sphincter and slide easily, with only a hint
of urging, up into my bowel. At the same time the nurse turned down the
room lighting so the florescent lights were now low with only a small
focused light illuminating my exposed and upraised rear end.

The nurse then spread some more of the oil onto my back and buttocks,
and I felt as though I could have drifted off to sleep with the
movements of the dildo in my rectum.

The dilator was withdrawn, and the next one that I felt at my portal was
penis-sized. I remembered to push down and soon I felt the bulbous head
began to ease past my anal ring; then felt what I knew to be the head
inside my bowel.

I was breathing though my mouth at that point and reached back with my
hand, as I felt it slide home, to see how much had penetrated. I was
pleased to find that it was almost all the way in to about it’s
eight-inch length.

The nurse had moved to my buttocks, and began to knead the oil
underneath and into my vaginal folds once more. The dilator was left in
place and I could feel the deep fullness it provoked together with the
excitement of the penetration. The Doctor started the in and out
strokes, pushing to full length with each inward thrust, withdrawing
almost to the tip of the device.

My heat had started once again and I could no longer contain my sense of
excitement nor the urge to abandon myself to the pleasure.

“Doctor,” I said, turning my head, “I would really like to feel one of
the larger dilators now,” not believing the boldness of my request.

I felt the sliding of the smaller tool as it was withdrawn from my
rectum. As the next cylinder was selected, I stole back with my own
fingers and felt the now dilated state of my anus, redolent with
lubricant, moist from the insertions of fingers and instruments. I moved
my knees close to the support pad and jutted my hips still farther up
and back in preparation for the next tube.

The nurse moved to the end of the table and, placing her thumbs on
either side of my anus, spread my orifice while another finger of
Vaseline was introduced down through my anus deep inside. The dilator
selected was ten inches long, maybe two inches in diameter and as it was
lubricated I buried my head in my folded arms and had visions of the
monstrous head penetrating my bottom.

I felt the head placed against my now lax muscle and then the slow
steady thrust and further distention of my rear aperture it made its’
way down into my intestine.

As the Doctor thrust the instrument in, the nurse worked her hand down
and three fingers into my vagina, keeping a steady rhythm going on my
clitoris. I felt, seemingly, every inch of the dilator inside me and
felt dizzy at the thought that this pole had penetrated such a small
opening. Once again I had to reach back and confirm with my own hand the
depth and size as the doctor worked the instrument in my bottom. I could
only whimper as I felt the great shaft explore my very depths then;
withdrawn, slowly, re lubricated and reinserted into my flesh.

I began moving in harmony with both the movement in my rump and the
ministrations of the nurse at my vulva; having total, unabashed
intercourse with this ebonite shaft in my rectum. Back against the
insertion and then forward in perfect time with its’ withdrawal.

Stars exploded and spasms swept my body; my hands clenched the edge of
the table and, in spite of myself I cried out when, at one deep thrust,
I felt a release I had never experienced or even imagined in orgasm.

I must have passed out, for I awoke to find that I was now on my back,
covered with a sheet, the table having been returned to horizontal.

The nurse peeked from around the door. “Oh, your awake now ! You’ve been
napping for just a bit. That must have been something !” She said
brightly.

“Now, we’ll just get you cleaned up, and your done !” And with that the
sheet was removed and separating my legs, my genital and anal areas were
gently cleaned off with a warm sponge. I was turned on my side, my
buttock lifted, and an ointment was applied in and around my anus.

“That’s to soothe the tissues,” she explained. “You may take that with
you.”

“Now the Doctor says you’re going to be sore back there for a few days,”
she went on “So don’t try anything immediately, OK ?” She winked, helped
me off the table to a somewhat shaky standing position, and then to the
dressing area for my clothes. Right now, ‘it’ didn’t feel sore so much
as warm and tingly.

Back on the street, I wondered idly if there might be some outward sign
of my adventure, a difference in my stride perhaps ? No matter,
obviously this was going to require some experience and I already had
a-follow-up appointment scheduled at the “CLINIC : Suite-414″

I had made an appointment for a Saturday afternoon, about 3 p.m. asking
for a three hour session. I rang the bell and was admitted in a place
that looked just the set of “ER” or something like that. You won’t
believe it, but they have a patient’s room, an emergency room, a
treatment room and an OR! Everything looked incredibly real, there were
stretchers and wheel-chairs around, tags on the doors and the lady in
question (Rava) was dressed in green scrubs, looking like she had just
come from a difficult operation…. a real fantasy world. I sat a while
in her office and we discussed the session. Then I was shown the patient
room and was asked to undress and wait there. I put my clothes in the
locker and found a hospital gown on the bed.

After a couple of minutes there was a knock on the door and a male
nurse, also in green scrubs, came in pushing a small stainless-steel
cart. He introduced himself as Marcus, the nurse in charge of my
physical and preparation. He checked me thoroughly, checking heart,
lungs and blood pressure. After that, he asked me to lie on the bed,
face down. I saw him taking some items from the cart. He put rubber
gloves on and opened a tube of KY-jelly (gulp!).

DOCTOR TUSHY
He asked me to relax and breathe deeply. As I pushed my face in the
cushion closing my eyes, I felt a hand separating my buttocks, and then
something cold and slippery slowly massaging my anal opening. After a
while the feeling became really pleasurable and I felt something
awakening between my legs. Since I was face down on the bed, the
erection remained a secret of mine. Marcus kept moving his fingers
around my anal region, slowly and gently relaxing the muscle and
massaging the whole perineum. While he worked, he told me this was
necessary because he had to give me an enema, and after that he had to
perform a manual check of my prostate.

After this was done I was to be moved to the treatment room, where Dr.
Rava would give me a series of larger enemas and a prostate massage. I
felt another movement between my legs (ummm…). Suddenly I felt one
finger gently pushing on my anal opening, and the going slowly in and
out. “I’m lubricating your anus,” said Marcus, “Just keep breathing and
try to relax.”

I closed my eyes again, and enjoyed the movements of his hands. After
two or three minutes Marcus told me to turn on my back, and… bingo,
there was an unmistakable bulge under the gown. He just smiled, made me
rest my head on the cushion, and pushed the gown out of the way,
uncovering my privates. He put an absorbent pad under my buttocks and
made me bend my legs slightly so that I was completely exposed.

“Here we go,” he said. “It’s just one quart, to empty your lower
rectum.” He brandished a very large metal syringe with a HUGE nozzle
(gulp!). He slowly inserted the nozzle. I didn’t feel discomfort at all,
since my anus was now very relaxed. He pushed the water in, slowly but
steadily and I felt a wonderful warmth invading me. The pressure
increased immediately, though and in a couple of minutes the syringe was
empty. Marcus slowly retracted the nozzle and immediately, and without
further words, he inserted a butt-plug. I tried to protest, because I
felt I really couldn’t hold it for long, but he just shushed me and told
me to lie down.

I saw him spreading some more KY on his right hand, which was still
gloved. He positioned himself on my right side. He put his left hand on
my belly and started to massage me with slow, circular movements. His
right hand went to my penis, which, by now, had gone almost soft again.
His hands kept moving for a while, massaging my belly and my penis with
long, expert strokes.

Wellll… suddenly the water inside me wasn’t an urgent problem any
more. I felt my erection coming back again and in a couple of minutes I
was rock-hard and in imminent danger of exploding. That’s when Marcus
stopped his massage.

I came out of the bathroom, having expelled the first one-liter (about 1
qt.) enema. Upon entering the room, I noticed that Marcus had covered
his green scrubs with a long, light-blue rubber apron. As I closed the
door, he was snapping on a fresh pair of rubber gloves. He had
positioned the small cart on the left side of the bed, and I could see a
couple of very suspicious looking items… sigh!

“All right.” he said with a smile, “Come on here, and hop on the bed…
that’s fine. Now turn on your belly and stand on your knees… no, keep
your head and shoulders down, so that your buttocks are pointing up…
that’s it. Good boy. Now, keep breathing and try to relax. Here we go.”

Now I was on all fours, with my face pressed down in the cushion and my
butt up in the air… and I was starting to feel nervous. Once more I
felt a gloved hand separating my buttocks and the now familiar slippery
coldness of the KY jelly. Marcus repeated the anal massage, this time
his fingers moving faster.

He circled slowly the anal muscle and then gently pushed one finger
behind the sphincter, with an in-and-out motion. He continued this way
for a while, moving slowly and gently but expertly softening and
dilating my anus and the surrounding tissues. My whole anal region felt
warm and soft now and the pole between my legs lifted its head once more.

The massage went on for several minutes, and not without embarrassment I
noticed that I had started to drip some pre-cum (blush!). Marcus’
fingers went deeper now. At one point he told me to take a deep breath
and then release it. While the air escaped my lungs I felt something
touching a spot deep inside me, and my penis twitched.

“I’m touching your prostate, now,” said Marcus. “Everything seems OK. Do
you feel any discomfort?”

I could only shake my head no.

“Good. The shape and size is normal. And I see that your semen glands
work properly.”

Oh…man! “Now, for the last part of your physical, I’ll insert an
anoscope, and check for abnormalities. Please don’t move and keep
breathing.” I saw Marcus take from the cart what looked like a
transparent plastic tube with a sort of bullet-shaped head

I felt the finger retreating, and something MUCH bigger and colder
pushing on my anus. “It’s a small size, don’t worry. It won’t hurt. Just
push, like you’re having a bowel movement… that’s it. It’s inside.” My
anus gave way and the whole tube was in. Marcus pulled something free,
and there was a feeling of cold air inside me. I saw him switching a
pen-light on, and bending to look inside me… sort of embarrassing …!

I felt his hand adjusting the scope a couple of times, in the following
minutes, while he checked thoroughly my insides.

“Well, from what I see, you are perfectly all right. I’m finished. Let
me just clean you out, and then we can proceed to the treatment room.
Put your slippers on and wait for me.”

The huge tube was retrieved and I felt his hands once more, this time
wiping my anus, buttocks and (wow!) penis with some paper tissues. I
lowered my gown and sat on the bed. Marcus left the room for a while,
and returned with… a stretcher.

“Let’s do things properly. Jump on. It’s going to be a short ride,”. I
did as I was told and he wheeled me out of the room, in a very short
corridor. He stopped outside a white door, and told me step down and
enter.

This room was much bigger that my patient’s room. It looked REALLY like
an OR… no joking. There was a treatment table in the middle, covered
in green sheets, with stainless-steel stirrups and a huge lamp overhead.
The table was surrounded by lots of carts, shelves and chrome standers,
like the ones they use in hospitals. The whole room was decorated in
light-green and smelled of antiseptic. I could hear soft music playing.
Marcus made me lie on the bed and positioned my legs in the stirrups,
pulling high my gown. Once more, my genital and anal regions were
completely exposed, not to mention my half-erect penis.

“Here you are. Comfortable?” he asked me. I nodded, gulping. “Don’t be
nervous,” said Marcus. “I guarantee you’re going to enjoy this. Let me
fix your legs.” He adjusted the straps on the stirrups and fastened
them. “There. All done. Now, just relax and enjoy.”

He moved on the other side of the room and I heard noises, while he
busied himself with different instruments. At that point, the door
opened and Dr. Rava entered the room. She was still dressed in scrubs,
but had a long, white coat on, with a stethoscope around her neck.

Her manner was very professional and business-like. She greeted me and,
without further ado, started to palpate my abdomen, moving slowly down
to my testicles and anus. She pushed and prodded, she pulled my foreskin
down (I am not circumcised), she pulled on my sack, asking now and then
if I felt any discomfort.

After about five minutes of this, she turned and snapped on a pair of
light-brown rubber gloves.

“Very good.” she said. “Marcus checked you thoroughly and everything
seems to be OK, so I think we can proceed with the treatment… Marcus,
are you ready?”

I tried to watch between my raised legs, and I saw that Marcus was
approaching from the far side of the room. He was pushing a IV pole,
with two enormous rubber bags hanging from it…

Marcus wheeled the IV stand near the table. He wore a long surgical coat
now and had rubber gloves on. The bags hanging from the pole are HUGE.
They are both made of rubber (the amber, translucent kind), and there
are long, red tubes coming out form them. Suddenly, I felt something
between my legs. Dr. Rava was squeezing some kind of oil on my genitals,
from a plastic bottle. Marcus stepped on my right side.

“I need you to relax, now,” said Dr. Rava. “Try to concentrate on your
penis, it will make the water flow easier. The first enema is two liters
(about two qt.) and the third will be three liters. We’ll start with a
double inflatable nozzle, and then we’ll go to a colon tube. Breathe
deeply.”

She had a double inflatable nozzle in her left hand, connected with the
first of the two bags. I felt her right hand go to my anus, and start
probing. At the same time, Marcus started working on my testicles and
penis, slowly massaging the sack, and stroking the shaft, up and down,
spreading the oil…

Once again I felt a granite erection developing. Dr. Rava had her finger
inside me, carefully lubricating the whole anal region. After a while
(it’s difficult to say how long, with Marcus’ hands on me) her finger
retreated and I felt the rubber ball pushing on my anal opening. The
insertion was incredibly easy… my anus is soft and giving, there’s no
discomfort at all. My penis had a twitch and Marcus stopped immediately
… I think they want to save that for later. There was the soft hiss of
air. The balloon grew inside me. The outer balloon was inflated, too….
it looks like I’m ready.

Dr. Rava did something with her left hand, and the water started
flowing. It’s lukewarm, and pleasant. I closed my eyes and tried to
relax. My lower abdomen felt warm and soft. The hands on my penis were
at work again. Marcus massaged my belly too, spreading the oil, helping
the water find itsway.

Dr. Rava adjusted the nozzle several times, rotating it slightly and
rubbing my prostate in the process. I felt an explosion coming. The
pressure of the water was starting to increase. The warmth had now
reached my abdomen. My breath was coming faster now, the orgasm was
approaching. Marcus’ hands moved slower on me, his left and on my belly,
his right and going up and down on my erection, with deep and expert
strokes. I don’t think I can stand this much longer, I’m almost …

“There. It’s done.” I open my eyes. Dr. Rava was deflating the balloons.
The first bag was empty. Marcus threw his rubber gloves in the trash bin
and unfastened the straps holding my legs.

“OK, now you can get up and go to the bathroom. Move slowly… you’re
quite full.” I stood up slowly, my gown covering an eight-month-pregnant
belly. I walked carefully to the bathroom. Closing the door behind me, I
caught sight of Dr. Rava and Marcus putting fresh gloves on, and
preparing the next step… gasp!

I sat on the toilet and…. (I’m not going to tell you what happened…
think of something between Niagara Falls and a very messy explosion, and
you’ll get the picture!). It took a LOT of time, but in the end, I felt
empty and ready to go on.

As I re-entered the room Marcus helped me on the table and put my legs
in the stirrups once more.

“You’re doing great. This is going to be the last one… keep
concentrating.” He slipped a small rubber cushion under my buttocks, so
that now they were slightly elevated.

“We’ll use a colon tube, this time,” said doctor Rava. She showed me a
verrrrry long and thin tube. “Actually, it’s a very soft urethral
catheter, but it’s great for the lower intestine, too.” While she
talked. she was massaging my anal opening again. The tube was about 4
ft. long, glistening with jelly. She’s actually planning to push that
whole thing inside me…? Oh, man!

“Please, push your buttocks a little forward, to me… that’s it, very
good… you’re too tense. Lie your head down, and close your eyes…
Marcus?” Marcus nods, putting a large pad on my abdomen. He squirts some
more oil on my now-soft penis.

Dr. Rava lowered her hands and I felt a tiny something pushing on my
anal ring. At the same time, Marcus wentto work again on my penis.
Well… so be it! I closed my eyes and abandonned myself completely.

I felt water, already. “I’ll let the water in while I’m inserting the
tube,” said Dr. Rava. “The process will be smoother this way.”

The warmth was back again, joined with the strangest feeling… like a
tingling inside me. The doctor’s hands kept moving and more and more of
the rubber tube wentin. My penis was hard again, and Marcus was
massaging faster now. Circular movements on my belly, fast strokes on my
shaft. The warmth has spread once more. I breath deeply and arch my
back. there’s no pressure now, only an incredible fullness, and this
fantastic warmth all over me. I opened my eyes shortly and saw that the
bag is half-empty. My belly was bulging, my penis was hard as a rock.
Marcus added some oil tohis hands and watched Dr. Rava briefly. She
nodded and put two finger on my perineum, pushing on my prostate from
the outside. Marcus put one hand on the base of my penis and with the
other started his up-and-down massage again. This time even faster,
stopping on the head with small circular movements, like he’s squeezing
an orange… oh boy!

The bag was almost empty now. I felt the doctor’s hand between my
testicles and my anus, pushing, pushing… Marcus increased his pace…
and I feel it coming. Like an avalanche, when it starts you cannot stop
it. The pleasure became almost unbearable, their hands were all over me,
the warmth inside me has reached my chest. I arched my back again,
accepting the climax.

And I come. With long, sweet strokes, I saw the milky proof of my orgasm
squirting out of my penis, landing on the paper pad. Marcus helped me
prolong my orgasm, expertly pulling and pushing on my foreskin. It
seemed to go on forever… but (unfortunately) it was just for a few
seconds.

I fell back on the table with a last convulsion of pleasure. Marcus kept
my penis in his hand, gently milking the last drops of semen. For a
while, there was silence. Dr. Rava slowly and carefully retrieved the
long rubber tube from my anus.

“Very good. It looks like you enjoyed it. Now rest on the table for a
while, and then you can go to the bathroom. You’ll notice the pressure
all too soon! Move slowly… you’re full now. It’s been a pleasure
working on you. I hope you’ll come and see us again soon. Marcus will
clean you up and note your next appointment. Take care.” She throws her
gloves in the trash and leaves the room.

Marcus was cleaning my genitals with a warm towel. Then he unfastened
the straps and helpt me up. While I went to the bathroom, I saw him
smiling… He knows I’m thinking of my next session.

Well… that’s it, people. I hope you liked it. Remember… that was a
true story (The 95% of it). There IS a Rava’s clinic in Stuttgart, and I
didn’t exaggerate at all in describing it… it’s really amazing!

“You’re temp is slightly elevated, we’ll have to do this again before
we’re finished here.”
I feel you wipe the residual gel from my bottom. “To continue your exam,
Cydney, I need to remove your panties. Lift up and I’ll help take them
off of you.”
I raise myself up and you continue to roll my panties down my thighs,
over my knees, then slip them over my ankles. I see you lay them on top
of the neat stack of clothing I’ve left in the chair. “Now, let’s turn
over, I’m going to begin your gynecological exam now.”

I take my time getting into position and you help me to speed things up.
“Scoot to the edge of the table, let your bottom hang off a bit, there
you go.” Taking my left ankle you guide my foot it to it’s proper place
in the stirrup then the same with my right foot. I’m a bit embarrassed
as I have recently had a Brazilian bikini wax and am not quite sure how
you, as a doctor, will react. My knees are touching and you gently begin
to pry them apart.

“Relax, Cydney, please let your knees fall apart. Here, let me help
you.” You gently but firmly push my knees apart. I hear a sharp intake
of breath as you see my naked vulva for the very first time. Clearing
your throat you begin to tell me what to expect during the exam. “I
always begin my exams with a close visual inspection of your outer
vaginal area, then I’ll move on to the bi- manual exam, next will be the
vaginal/rectal exam, and then I’ll finish up with a rectal exam.”

Before in this episode:
Gyno Chair Sex A beautiful brunette babe comes for speculum gyno exam but get fucked by a doctor

She was on his office for 2 hours already and he checked her virginity.
She got horny after his tender and careful examination of her labia, and she asked him to break her hymen.
So she can said her mama it had happen accidentaly during the last gyn visit.
He nodded and proceed to his hard work by doing it in old familiar right way.

Gyn Clinic Sex A brunette babe comes for gyn exam but is seduced to have oral vaginal and anal sex with a doctor

His mouth slowly glided down her body, leaving wet kisses on her
soft ivory stomach. He kissed the top of her mound and she moaned.
He slid fully between her legs and tasted the moisture of her
throbbing cunt.

As his tongue worked her, she struggled to sit up. She couldn’t
let him do this!

He looked up at her. Her blonde hair had fallen out of its neat
pins, and was tangled on her shoulders. Her face was flushed, her
lips were moist, and her full breasts were heaving as she stared at
him.

“Lie back,” he commanded, a mixture of saliva and her juices
staining his lips and dripping from one corner of his mouth, “or I
can’t eat your pussy.”
Jeanine let her body rest on the bed, admitting to herself that
she didn’t want him to stop. His tongue flicked on her clit a few more
times, then he drew back.

“Kneel on the bed,” he ordered. She rose onto her hands and
knees. He knelt behind her and slid his fingers into her moist cunt.
“Now,” he said to her, “I’m going to slip my cock inside you.”

DOCTOR TUSHY

Jeanine felt an instant of pain as he entered her, followed by a
thrill shooting from her clit to her nipples. She moaned as he thrust

again, sending streaks of fire to her breasts. Pleasure coursed over
her as he stroked her breasts and whispered, “There’s nothing I like
better than a little virgin with a tight pussy and big tits.” Again
and again he thrusted, and she met him with every thrust.

Just as the
last thrill of exploding pleasure dissipated, she felt him come, his
cock pulsing inside her.

PRIVATE GYNECOLOGY EXAMS

“Hello? Is there Anybody here?” said Alexandra Misstrom, as she entered the
hallway, only to be put to sleep by Dr. Schatz in the same quick
style as before. Dr. Schatz sat Alexandra Misstrom in an armless chair and
removed her slippers, revealing her pretty stockinged feet.
“Oh yes. Very pretty. But we must get some ropes. Yes, many ropes for
this one.” said Dr. Schatz. (she was a joker, well may be not)
Dr. Schatz ordered Alexandra Misstrom to go to the gynochair and put her legs on stirrups spread well.
Placing her elbows at her sides, Schatz tied her cute hands to the ends of the
chair and then bound her feet to the stirrups with another silk rope cord.

Then Dr. Schatz wrapped the rope tightly around Tiffany’s arms at her elbows, then criss-crossing over Alexandra’s breasts, tying her firmly to the top of the chair.

As a final measure, Dr.
Schawtz has putted a vaginal speculum inside Alexandra’s wet vagina to reveal her deepness.

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“will you be tender with me doc?”

“or I have to suck your cock?”

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Finally, we both erupted, Garrett only a few seconds ahead of me. This
was the first time we ever had unprotected sex, and we watched, amazed that
cum was oozing and spurting out of the girls from our orgasmic pelvic
rhythm. I knew we were heavy shooters but this was so cool to watch.

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When we got inside my heart was pounding, at the thought of what was about to happen, she produced a sheet of paper, with all the relevant things that I had to do.

So I asked her to get undressed and gave her a dressing gown to put on.. meanwhile I went out of the room and read the list of things that I needed to do..

When I returned she was sitting in the chair dressed only in the dressing gown, and looking very nervous, so I made a start, by checking her blood pressure, checking her ears, eyes etc..

Then I handed her a container and asked her to do a urine sample, to which she duly complied, I showed her the toilet and off she went, which gave me time to prepare everything else..

I selected a medium speculum, and got my gloves etc. ready, when she returned, a I did the sample and told her that it was negative, so I asked her to lie down on the couch and that I would check her breasts, to which she did, now my heart was begging to pound very fast.

So I started with the left breast and then the right, she had very firm breasts, and as I checked her nipples, she let out a little whimper, which made me think that she was enjoying this part of the examination..

After that I started on the abdominal exam… palpating her tummy , asking her if there was any tenderness at all, she replied no, so I then thought OK this is the big one, so I then said that we would do the vaginal exam, and asked her to bend her knees, and relax, I then snapped on some rubber gloves, and parted her labia, with one hand and looked at her outer lips, and checked all the outer area, I then took a tube of KY jelly, and took the speculum, and smeared some on the bills of it, then carefully pushed it inside her vagina, then I looked inside her vagina, and noted the size of her uterus, and she also said that she wasn’t due for a pap smear, as she had had one recently, so I was kind of relieved to hear that.

I then withdrew the speculum, and set about the bi-manual exam, so I inserted my index finger, and then my middle finger into her opening and pushed them right in, I felt inside, and remembered to keep the internal fingers still, and felt her tummy where I could feel her, cervix, and then her, ovaries, then I said to her that I would also do a rectal exam, to which she replied is that totally necessary, and I said it was, so she agreed..

So I then took off my gloves and put some fresh ones on, then I took some more KY jelly and smeared some on my finger, and asked her to lie on here side, and she did so, I then parted her buttocks, and smeared some KY on her bottom, and asking her top take a deep breath, pushed my index finger very gently up her bottom, she winced a little bit, so I said try to relax, and bear down on my finger, she did so, which made the exam a lot easier..

I the said OK we are all done, gave her a tissue, to wipe herself, and said you can get dressed now, I will see you downstairs, I will sign the form for you, she said OK..

I then went downstairs, and thought… wow, did this happen to me, so I filled in the form, she came into the room, so we opened another bottle of wine, and she stayed the night, we had incredible sex, and after that fateful day, I have never seen, nor heard from her since

I still have never been in the examination room with her; but during her annual physical last week my desires were satisfied beyond my wildest dreams, in a manner I hadn?t expected.

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