Julie hurried along the sidewalk, the heels of her shoes clicking busily.  It was nearly one o’clock, and this was one appointment she didn’t want to miss.  She pushed impatiently past a frail-looking old woman, nearly bowling her over, but didn’t pause to apologize. Her long dark hair billowed behind her as she sped along; she looked, and was, a perfect specimen of healthy, beautiful youth and arrogance.  She had places to go and things to do, and people could just stay the hell out of her way.

Ah, here it was.  The Holmewood Clinic for the Study of Human Sexuality, the sign read.  Julie didn’t really give a damn what the place’s title was, or indeed what they studied; all she needed to know was that they were willing to pay three hundred bucks to experiment on her tight little bod.  And that three hundred was going to come in handy in preparing for this weekend’s skiing trip with Mark.  She smiled a little as she pushed open the door of the office building, imagining her tall, handsome boyfriend’s expression when she got him back to their room and unveiled that sweet little chemise she intended to buy tonight.  She loved to see the lust suffusing his face when she wore even the most marginally sexy clothes in front of him, loved to tease him with the sight of her body.  Maybe this she’d actually let him fuck her this weekend; it all depended on how prettily he begged.  She glanced down at her watch and noticed that it was now one-oh-four.

The receptionist looked up with a coolly professional smile as Julie approached the desk.  “Good afternoon, Miss Prater.  The doctor is ready for you.”  There was a hint of admonishment in her tone, as though the doctor’s time were much too important for him to be kept waiting even a few minutes, and Julie felt an angry flush spread over her cheeks.  She opened her mouth to tell this snotty bitch where to go, but something about the sterile atmosphere of this place stopped her.  She had been surprised last week, during her preliminary examination, to find the clinic no different in appearance from any other doctor’s office.  She had expected something a little more…comforting, but instead there was the same mildly oppressive feeling that she remembered from her rare visits to her family physician. (more…)

Julie Fox worked as a doctor in an E.R. of a hospital. She was just 2 years out of med school and was working at least 60 hours a week. Julie was not your regular drab looking female doctor, she looked after her body quite well. She was 5′ 10″ and worked out when she could. Her long wavy blond hair went just past shoulder length. She had a 38D 24 36 body.

All through medical school, she was pestered by men trying to hit on her. She kept her mind off men by studying hard, and her results were just reward for her efforts. Any spare time she had was spent working out at the gym or swimming. Her long interest in biology and medicine, meant she ate the right foods. With her exercise and her diet, she had a body most people would die for.

The emergency room however was taking Julie to the limit. She was finding less and less time to work out, and ate whatever and whenever she could. The long nights were proving to be very difficult, and it was beginning to show on her face. The experience she was getting however, was second to none, and that was all that kept her going.

Mid week was the least busiest, and this Tuesday night was dead. That made for a change because she usually did weekend nights.

It was 12:30 am, on a cold November night when a young woman walked into the ER. There were 2 doctors on that night and a handful of nurses. Julie was catching up on some sleep, while the other male doctor was left minding the fort with 2 other nurses, one male one female.

The woman who just walked in was 5′ 8″, and a brunette. She was dressed in a long mack. She walked rather peculiarly up to the nurse in reception and asked : “Hi. I…err….need to see a doctor please.”

“Name and address.” The nurse asked, in her automatic mode.

“Karen Fletcher,” she replied, followed by her address.

The nurse came out with a flood of other standard questions. “Now, what’s the trouble,” the nurse asked.

“Well…err…it’s personal…” Karen blushed. “Is there a doctor present, a female doctor ?” (more…)

 Terri and Al had been planning this weekend for months.  In anticipation of the event, Terri went shopping at Victoria’s Secret and picked out a very sheer, demi-cup bra, a lacy black garter belt and a pair of very smooth black nylons.  She also stopped at the shoe shop and picked out a pair of 4″ spiked heals to complete her outfit.

On Saturday morning, Al picked Terri up.  Terry only took a small overnight case as she new that a massive wardrobe was not necessary for what they had planned.  As soon as she got into the car, Al could see that she was only wearing underwear under her trench coat.  The coat pealed back exposing her beautiful legs and Al’s hand quickly found the silky skin of her upper thighs at the top of her nylons.

But Al had a surprise for Terri too.  He reached into the center console and picked up the toy he had just purchased at the adult novelty store.  He easily inserted the vibrating egg into Terri’s wet cunt as she moaned and wiggled in delight.  Al clicked the buzzing device on and low hum filled the car as Terri gasped and rolled her eyes upward in pleasure. (more…)

I awoke in the hospital and found myself unable to move.  A throbbing pain in my head and a general ache all over my body made my coming of consciousness a relatively miserable experience.  The truck I had been driving had hit a mine and I had been thrown from the vehicle.  I guess I was lucky to be alive, but I sure felt closer to death the more I came out of it.

I started to gingerly explore my surroundings and found the nurses call button, which had been placed near my hand, and pushed the signal.  As I continued to look around my surroundings I could see several I.V. bags hanging over my head as I lay flat on my back.  I had a strange feeling in my penis that was really uncomfortable that was rapidly focusing my attention when the nurse walked in.

She was an young, beautiful woman, about the age of 24, who stood about 5’5″ and had a very well proportioned body.  As she entered the room she welcomed back to the world of the living and went on to explain that the reason I couldn’t move was that I had suffered a back injury and was in traction.  I learned that her name was Sue and she would be one of the nurses caring for me during my recovery.  She quickly reassured me that I would get better and that after a brief period of rehab, I would be up and walking around in no time.  I had also received a nasty knock to the head, which was responsible for my loss of consciousness, but that too would quickly heal.

I squirmed a bit when she asked if I was uncomfortable.  Before I had a chance to fully answer she had pulled down the sheets and pulled up the hospital bed gown I was wearing to over my waist.  She explained that they had inserted a catheter into me and she without hesitation took hold of penis and rearranged it so the tube was pulling so much.  I blushed as she did this, but she only went about her business and gave me a silly little smile. (more…)

Jerry struggled against the restraints even though he new it was pointless. But, he had to do something. The incessant vibrating from the thick plug inserted deep into his rectum was driving him to distraction. He couldn’t even expel it. It was firmly held in place. The tight black latex pants assured that. Not only was he bound and filled, he needed release in the worst way. His penis, sheathed in tight black rubber was fully erect and tingling with an intensity that was almost beyond description.

His lover had left him tied this way as part of her desire to elicit his total surrender.

It had begun when she had commanded him to go into the bathroom and clean it. Not normally a request she made, this one was special. She had told him to strip naked and wear nothing but a pair of rubber gloves. She had further told him that he was to clean it well, or suffer the consequences. So, he had been busy scrubbing when she had entered.

He was just rinsing out the bathtub, kneeling as he sprayed away the last vestiges of cleanser, when she came in. He turned and smiled as he began to arise.

“Stay right where you are, until I’m done inspecting.” She had instructed.

He knelt there as she looked things over.

“This is not done properly. Look at this!” She admonished, as she showed him some stray hair that he had not noticed in one of the  corners.

“You are going to have to be punished for sloppy work. Stay right there and don’t move until I return.” (more…)

John entered the darkened room and glanced down at her. Helen’s womanly bottom looked so erotically enticing, thrust high in the air propped up by the pillows beneath her hips.

He knew she was aware of his presence. Even though she could not see him, she would have heard him enter. She would be wondering what was in store for her. Having been left alone, tied face down and blindfolded, she would have run through many possible scenarios in her mind. Of course, she had no way of being certain what was going to happen. He smiled to himself, for that matter neither did he.

Beyond the fact that she was his to do with as he pleased until the stroke of midnight, he had no specific plan as to how her special joy was going to be provided. He selected a tight fitting pair of lightweight latex gloves and made sure that she was aware of him donning them. He moved near her so she could hear the tight latex being pulled on and the cuffs of the gloves snapped. (more…)

This is the tale of my first meeting with one of the ladies in some other stories. I was doing profile searches for locations near me, and hobbies like sex and kink. I met her, we got to talking, and wound up meeting. I’d gotten to the motel before her, gotten a room, and unpacked my toys. Then we met in the parking lot, and I took her into the room to see the toys. I opened the door, and she looked in the bathroom. She was a little nervous at first, but quickly got into the spirit of the occasion as she looked over my toys. I had a hand-held douche bulb and two bags with enema and douche tips, plus the dildo nozzle. In addition to the syringes, I had a butt plug, thermometers, vibrators, oil, glycerin, Castile soap, bicarb… Her eyes widened a bit at the array of items, all destined for her willing anus. (more…)

I met a woman over the Internet.

When I “saw” her online, I struck up a conversation. We chatted about how she’d gotten interested, and her experiences. I suggested meeting in a safe/public place, and she accepted. We met a few days later for Italian food, at a small place she suggested on the south side of town. I was taken by her long blonde hair, classic face, and curvaceous but athletic body. Dinner was excellent, and we conversed in low tones.

It’s hard to talk discreetly about enemas and rectal temperatures during dinner in a public spot, so we chatted about mutual hobbies, with occasional oblique references to THE hobby. It turned out that she had a major fantasy about over-the-lap rectal temperatures. I suggested finding a park for a bit of car chat after dinner, but she wanted to get home. I walked her to her car, and produced a surprise. Handing her a thermometer, I suggested she try it. We shook hands, and parted. (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…)