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It had been a hard day. The drive home didn’t hold any hope for much better. The freeway traffic stopped and started in the usual spots, but tonight it was going especially slow. John kept punching the buttons on his car radio in a futile effort to ease the frustration of the traffic. No luck. His mind drifted to his new friend, Karen. He met Karen on an airplane last month. They hit it off immediately and started dating. Tonight he was going over to her place for dinner and spend the evening. The traffic was causing him to be late. More buttons. More traffic. Finally he came to the exit that led to Karen’s house. John arrived at her house a half hour late.
He rang the bell. Karen answered with a smile. John saw she was wearing bib-overall shorts and maybe nothing else. Beneath the denim was only Karen’s soft skin. He could see her shoulders and gentle outline of her breasts before they disappeared under the denim. She had cut her hair short, shorter than his. He admired her new hair style. He explained about the traffic. Karen assured him she understood.
“Take off your shoes John,” She said and left the doorway foyer and disappeared down the hall. Even though he had seen her breasts before he looked for her breasts as she turned but the denim did its job. John felt a tinge of an erection.
He took off his shoes leaving them near the door and followed her trail to the hall.
“I like your new hair cut,” He said.
He turned to go down the hall when he saw her. Without smiling Karen said, “Time for your enema.” In one hand she was holding an enema bag slightly above her breast. In the other hand she was holding a nozzle vertically. A white tube formed a parabola connecting the two. (more…)
The first time I saw Nurse Lori was about a month ago, when I went to my doctor for my annual checkup. As I sat waiting on the examination table, in walked the most incredible woman I had ever laid eyes on. She had long flame-red hair, smoldering green eyes and a brilliant, mischievous smile. She stood about 5’10″ tall, and her crisp nurse’s uniform did little to hide her gorgeous hourglass figure. I must have been just staring at her dumbly, because she finally explained that she was the new nurse and that she would be checking my vital signs. I had a sneaking suspicion that she would find my blood pressure much higher than usual on that day.
Over the next few weeks, I used every excuse I could think of, including a tiny splinter in my thumb that I could have easily pulled out, to go back to the doctor. I was obsessed with Nurse Lori, and I wanted to see her as much as possible. Finally, on my 6th visit in just a few weeks, I summoned the courage to ask Nurse Lori on a date. She politely declined, flashing me that curious smile. I was crushed. But then, on my way out, she slipped a note into my pocket. It said to meet her at the doctor’s office that Sunday at 8:00PM. (more…)
I’ve known for years that my husband has doctor’s office sex fantasies. For a long time, he has been suggesting that we play one out, but I always refused. But finally, once after we went out for a great dinner, I had had plenty of wine and was feeling really good and I thought, “Why not?” I told him I was up for it, expecting to see some of that infantile male excitement, but surprisingly enough, he was pretty cool. The only thing different I noticed was that we were not driving toward home as expected.
We ended up parking at a medical office building and the next thing I new he was leading me to the back door. It was dark inside. Amazingly enough, the back door was propped open and he led me in, carefully making sure the door remained propped. It was spooky being inside a dark building and you can believe that I was nervous about being in there! He led me up a dark stairwell, up several flights of stairs soon making me wonder why we didn’t take the elevator. Finally we emerged in a hall which was also dark but had a bit of illumination from streetlights through windows at the ends of the hall. He led me to a door and told me to go in. I immediately realized that he wasn’t coming in with me! Well, he was very reassuring, saying not to worry, just go along with things and he was going in through another door. I was quite amazed by whatever this plan was that he had! But the wine or something must have softened me up for outrageousness because I finally agreed. I watched him walk down the hall and enter another door. I wanted to see where he was headed in case I had to go find him. I wasn’t even sure if the door in front of me was unlocked! (more…)
Gynecological exams always made me very nervous. There was always that element of vulnerability that seemed almost overwhelming. A few times it was even enough to make me skip my annual pap smear. I think most women have the same feeling prior to an appointment. You can be the sexiest, horniest, and most desirous creature on the planet and there is still something very unnerving about getting on an exam table without any clothes on, throwing a sheet over yourself, and hiking your heels into stirrups so some stranger with cold, gloved hands can stick his fingers up inside you while you just lay there and pretend to be so very interested in the strange little designs in the ceiling.
I had been trying to prepare myself for this encounter once again. I nearly skipped it to be quite honest. I took a very hot shower prior to my exam; scrubbing myself to a literal squeaky clean, clipping my pubic hairs down short across my mound and shaving smoothly from my clitoris down on both sides of my labia. I stood for a time in front of the floor length mirror looking at my body after I had put on deodorant and brushed my hair and teeth, admiring my body a little and trying to develop some semblance of self-esteem as even the thought of an exam made me feel intruded upon and foreign unto myself. (more…)
My high school buddy Chris sells life insurance, financial planning, the works. With my business growing the way it is, I figure I better increase my coverage.
“A million dollar policy?” says Chris when I call him. “You’re what, 34? The premium will only be about $900 a year. Let me take your application now and I’ll set up a physical for you.”
A week later I get a call from his assistant, Tracy, who sets me up for an appointment the next morning at their office. I arrive the next morning and meet Tracy, who turns out to be a real knockout with dark hair in a tight skirt and blouse. She shows me into the conference room and offers me coffee. Chris shows up a few minutes later. We chat for a few minutes about sports and local politics. “The nurse should be here shortly. I’ve got to go downtown to another appointment, but Tracy will take care of your application,” he says and leaves. Tracy comes back with the nurse, an older woman, graying but attractive and trim, carrying a big briefcase. Tracy introduces her then leaves. (more…)
I got online one evening, started a playdoctor-type chat, and settled back to see who dropped in. Among the drive-by visitors and the idiots whose sole conversation was “List me [for pics]“, I got a message asking what was up. Checked the profile, and it was a lady… local… free… and a bit younger than me. l told her a bit about playing doctor, and sent one of my true stories.
The reaction was quick – she finished reading, and told me it’d gotten her seriously aroused. We chatted some more, and I found out that her entire anal experience was limited to rectal exams at the gyno’s. On the other hand, she’d wondered if it was normal to actually enjoy the finger in her backdoor. I told her that it certainly was, lots of ladies and some men did. I showed her a favorite website, one that extolls the accuracy of rectal temperatures. She said she might have a rectal thermometer left over from a few years ago…
It turned out that she didn’t, but over the next couple of days, she made a drugstore trip. We’d also chatted about medications, and I discovered that she hates pills. I pointed out that most pharmacies carry adult-size acetaminophen and aspirin suppositories, for people whose stomachs get upset by pills and caplets. I also mentioned that one can take most oral medications the other way, by dissolving the pills in warm water and injecting with a bulb syringe. The next time we chatted, she had a thermometer and bulb. (more…)
When I stopped by to visit my fetching new neighbor, I mentioned that my legs were sore from a long bicycle ride I had just finished. She’s a nurse and insisted that I submit to an examination because of her being so experienced in such matters. She sent me into her office and told me to disrobe, put on the towel, and lie on her massage table.
Laying face up covered only by a small wash cloth, she came back into though room dressed in nurse-white. Her skirt was so short and tight that I could see that she was wearing stockings and garters. The white high heels made she was wearing made her legs look long and shapely. With her blouse open a few buttons it revealed lots of delicious cleavage. She wore lots of makeup with hot red lipstick that contrasted nicely with her jet black hair.
She took my pulse and asked me all sorts of questions which even included when I last had sex, and how often I masturbated. As she turned around and bent over her desk to write this all down, her short skirt to rode up even higher. By the time she turned around to another button has magically opened on her blouse. Now I could see the sides of her breasts and her lacy push up bra. All this is of course was getting me very horny. My semi-hard cock started to lift the towel into an embarrassing tent. I became a little red-faced. She looked at my erection and gave me an mischievous smile. Adjusting the wash cloth she said “relax we will take care of that later.” (more…)
I looked out the window of the hospital room. It was dark. A good night’s sleep is just what the doctor ordered, I thought. There wasn’t really much to do, and there was nothing really physically wrong with me. I was there for an annual check up, and my doctor said the tests would go smoother if they were all scheduled at the same time.
Ever lay in a hospital room…just waiting? Not really worrying. It’s boring. I wasn’t in the mood to watch more TV, and I had read the paper twice already. The book I started just wasn’t going anywhere. So there I lay, waiting for sleep to come and take me to tomorrow.
Then from the corner of my eye I saw a shadow at the door. A nurse was standing there. Long brown hair cascaded down her shoulders. She was trim and from what I could see, about 30 something. She entered the room, and approached the bed. There was something familiar about this woman, and friendly.
“Bob?”, she said with a slight questioning tone is her soft and sultry voice. (more…)
My training to become a Physician’s Assistant included advanced courses in anatomy, physiology, chemistry, bio-chemistry, pharmacology, and even zoology. In addition to these classes were “hands-on” exposures to certain fields of medicine. My emergency medicine rotation involved a semester in an E.R., my pediatrics medicine rotation was spent in a pediatrics’ clinic, and my OB/GYN rotation was spent in a Women’s Health Center. Now as a professional, my examination of a female needs to be without sexual interests, but as a male with a healthy libido, that can sometimes be difficult. Usually, most of the women I see tend to be seniors, or obese, or down-right ugly, but I’ll admit to finding a wet spot on my underwear after performing a breast, pelvic, or rectal exam on a beautiful woman. What follows is an account of an incident involving such a woman, and though I’m not proud of it, I’ll admit to giving into my sexual urges.
I was a student at the University of Wisconsin-Madison and working out of one of the clinics there. I had a good relationship with the staff physician, a female, by the name of Dr. McSorley. She was present for most of exams that I performed and was starting to allow me to work independently. On this one particular day, we had quite a few women being seen for annual check-ups and pregnancy follow-ups, and was she unable to follow me as closely as she normally would. She divided the case-load so that we each had roughly the same amount of patients. My first was named Sarah, and she was here for an annual visit. (more…)
She was feeling a bit nervous and shy, so I asked if she’d like to role-play the first part. She said yes, so I pretended to be a doctor making a housecall. I asked if she had a tummy ache, and she said yes. Felt her forehead, and said I should get a temperature as well. As I helped her get undressed from the waist down (she was shy about taking her top off), the nervousness started to go away. I had her lie on her tummy and inserted the thermometer gently into her bottom. This felt nice to her, and I asked if she’d like to liven things up a bit. She said sure, so I inserted a couple of glycerin suppositories. That kept her amused while I filled the rectal squeeze bulb with mineral oil.
She’d told me that she had a longstanding fantasy about being done across someone’s lap with a squeeze-bulb. Still role-playing a bit (as we got more excited, the role-playing went away), I said that she seemed a bit impacted, so I’d give her a mineral oil enema to soften and lubricate her. I put a pillow across my lap and she lay down. I could feel her breathing getting heavier. When she was comfy, I inserted the nozzle of the bulb. I asked if she was ready, and being told that she was, I began to slowly squeeze the heavy oil into her. She shivered a bit, as the cool oil filled her. I slowly withdrew the nozzle, and then gently slid a finger in, to “help her hold it while it worked”. By this time, she was relaxed and getting into it — I explored her pussy and clit with a couple more fingers. She began to respond and encourage me, and we got her up to a rather nice orgasm. (more…)