with the assistance of my friend, Lucy ----- 11/96
Lucy starts things off........
As I enter the Doctor's office I note that except for my car there is only one other in the lot. It's a BMW parked in a spot marked "Reserved for Doctor". Just what I was concerned about with this 5:30pm appointment. The law firm decided we need these physicals and chose to send us to this Doctor. The other women in the office who have seen him come back with some real "interesting" stories off of these last appointments of the day. Always no one else is around and he takes full advantage of it. Undressing in his office rather than an examining room and in front of him ( no screen) down to just panties and a bra or just panties or........ guess what ever his mood is. Then being paraded up stairs, with him behind to find a scale and who know what else. Even before being forced to undress all kinds of personal questions. Then the examination he really has his way there and nothing we can do about it. And dummy me I, forgot about this appointment when I dressed this morning. I cringe at the thought of the underwear I have on. I may get raped in his office.
My thoughts are interrupted by a male voice form the back. "Ms Martin?"
"Yes Doctor!" "Oh good, just slide the lock and come back to my office, it's just you and me." Just what I wanted to hear.
After doing as I'm told, you offer me a seat in the couch across the desk from you. Dam short skirt, I know you get a glimpse of my panties. Oh well you'll see more of me than that.
"Well," you say, "before you undress, I have a few questions. Your regular Doctor sent me your medical history so I won't go over that. These are other questions. Please don't be embarrassed. Ready?"
"Yes” I say in an uncharacteristically quiet voice.
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I sit back in my chair... fidgeting with the pen in my hand.... looking at your medical history. I think to myself, that this is one damn fine specimen of a woman, seated in front of me. It’s been an unusually long and hectic day for me, butt viewing you with the that short skirt on, in front of me is very relaxing. I intentionally schedule ladies’ physicals for very late in the day, for self-therapy. I’ve been very unhappily married... and damn sure haven’t been getting any pussy at home in many months. Some of these late appointments are really fugly gals, butt you are one of the exceptions. With almost every movement you make, I can spot a little of your panties... above your creamy thighs. Makes me wonder... if you purposely chose that short skirt for my benefit. As my eyes move upward to your sweater... I can tell that you seem to be well-endowed in the breast department... I shall find out just how well, in just a few minutes. And, the part that I am looking forward to the most... seeing just what kind of ass you have. Damn, I hope it’s a nice plump round one! Yes ma’am, I think I’m really going to enjoy this examination. ---------------------------------------------------------
“Ms Martin,” I begin, in a very professional tone, “you don’t mind of I call you, Lucy, do you? ---------------------------------------------------------
“UH!! Why no Doctor that's OK!” ---------------------------------------------------------
“Lucy, how have you been feeling lately?” ---------------------------------------------------------
“I've been fine... nothing unusual. I was a little bitchy and up tight earlier in the week. But I think that was just stress and because I had my period.” ---------------------------------------------------------
“Do you experience a certain amount of anxiety, that could possibly be the result of some sort of frustration? ---------------------------------------------------------
“ I'm not sure I really understand the question. I think the answer is, no. I'm just not sure what you are driving at Doctor.” ---------------------------------------------------------
“Are you married, Lucy?” ---------------------------------------------------------
“Yes, with two children.” ---------------------------------------------------------
“Are your sexual needs and desires being fulfilled? Please don’t be embarrassed by the question, Lucy. I really need to know just what frame of mind you’re in most of the time, and if you have a feeling of being neglected.” ---------------------------------------------------------
“Well <blush> are anyone's needs ever completely filled in ........ No not really. My husband is 20 years older than I am and well........ he tries, but......... No! No!” <blush> ---------------------------------------------------------
“Lucy, I see here, that you’re 36... that would make your husband 56. Now, a 56 year old husband is definitely not too old to fulfill your needs. You look like you have all the , er... assets, needed to keep a man interested. He may not be able to... ah... shall we say, “perform”, quite as often as he did in the past, butt under normal circumstances... he should be adequate. So, Lucy... do you think that HE has a problem... or do you think the problem is that you want more than he’s able to give... and more often than he’s able to provide it? Or is it possible that you want different forms of sex than he does?” ---------------------------------------------------------
<blushing fire engine red> “Well.............., well,................, well.............. Doctor this is sooooo...... uncomfortable for me!” <I squirm and I start feeling very wet>
“I... I... I guess you're correct.” I say looking at the floor. <My legs are now spread wide, not deliberately but because I'm totally distracted now. Oh were those other women correct about the questions.
"I don't know what more to say Doctor," I say, hoping the questions will end soon but suspecting they have just started. ---------------------------------------------------------
I gaze intently at you.... until you finally raise your eyes to look at me. I sense your state of discomfort... however, while you were staring at the floor... I was staring between your spread legs. I could see more of your panties where they concealed your playground, and I felt my cock stirring even more... in fact it was getting downright uncomfortable. I fidgeted with my crotch.. to allow it more room to grow... squeezed a couple of times as I continued looking you straight in the eye.
“Don’t know what more to say, Lucy? You really haven’t said much of anything. How am I to help you, unless you start answering some of my questions? You really want to reduce your sexual frustration level, don’t you? Of course you do”
“You can tell me about whether or not your husband seems interested? You can tell me if you have desires that he doesn’t share with you. You can tell me how often you two have engaged in..... make that... FUCKED.... in the last month. Shocked at my use of the word, ‘FUCKED’, Lucy? Don’t be... we are both adults... dealing with adult subjects... we may as well use adult language.
You can tell me lots of things about your sexual life and your desires, Lucy. Butt, while you’re thinking just how to answer those questions... would you be kind enough to stand up and turn around for me? I said that you looked like you had all the assets to keep a man’s interest, butt I haven’t really had a good look. So, my dear,.... unless you’re ashamed of your body, and you really don’t have what it takes to make a man...... have HARD feelings?” ---------------------------------------------------------
Before answering your questions, I pull myself forward on the couch to stand up. As I so you watch my skirt climb up my legs, to stocking tops, suspender snaps, suspenders and damp panty crotch. You notice my panties are power blue but crotch and surrounding area are darker blue because of the wet stain. The silky material beyond the cotton backed part is transparent and you see red pubic hair. I stand up and short tight skirt falls back over my legs. Your glimpse is gone. You notice the full large swell of my breasts and the clear outline of erect nipples just before I turn. Once I've turned you see my flared backside, the full round double orbs straining against the cloth of my tight skirt. ---------------------------------------------------------
"Stick your butt out!" I say. ---------------------------------------------------------
"Excuse me?" I reply. ---------------------------------------------------------
"I said, 'stick your butt out,'" I repeat, "and wiggle it. I told you I want to try and figure out it you have what it takes to keep a man interested. That will help." ---------------------------------------------------------
I'm blushing furiously. I do as I'm told. As I stick my butt out in your direction you see the cloth of the skirt, tighten over my bottom, the panty lines are clear as well and the outline of the garter belt. As I start to wiggle you nearly go through the roof. ---------------------------------------------------------
You stop and start to turn around. "NO!" I say, "keep it sticking out at me and answer the questions." ---------------------------------------------------------
"Well sir," I say, "we haven't made love at all in over a month. I am frustrated and there isn't anything, or almost anything I wouldn't like to at least try." ---------------------------------------------------------
"Very good Lucy," I say, as you stand. "Come over here to the desk. Bend over that clear spot and grab the other side of the desk. I have some more questions but we can start some parts of your physical while I'm asking and before you have to take off you clothes." ---------------------------------------------------------
I do as I'm instructed. As I bend over the desk my butt sticks way up in the air and my short skirt raises up so the wet crotch of my panties is showing again. You move behind me and take in the view. You start you next question as you reach for the bottom of my skirt and the rectal thermometer. ---------------------------------------------------------
“So, Lucy...” I say, as I raise your skirt up to your waist, “from this vantage point... and from what I saw looking at the front of your blouse... I’d be inclined to say that you do, indeed, have what it takes to give a man.. “HARD feelings.” Almost under my breath... butt just loud enough for you to hear, I mutter, “God knows, you’re certainly giving me hard feelings.” ---------------------------------------------------------
And I think, "what are you doing to me Doctor?" ---------------------------------------------------------
“Now, relax, Lucy.... and just concentrate on my questions, and your answers.”
You’ve noticed the rectal thermometer, and suddenly you feel one of my hands caressing your bottom, through the very sexy, powder-blue panties. You feel my hand gradually moving to the waist-band, and you look over your shoulder. ---------------------------------------------------------
“Um... excuse me, Doctor, butt I didn’t think that taking a patients temp, rectally, was done with adults. And, is it totally necessary for you to.... er... ah...f-f-fondle my butt?” ---------------------------------------------------------
“Lucy, Lucy.... I told you to relax.... after all, which one of is the Doctor, and which one is the lawyer? Have I told you how to plead a case? No.”
Inserting my fingers into the waistband.... I begin to pull downward... at a very slow, tantalizing pace.... ---------------------------------------------------------
I almost feel I'm going over the edge. And you notice the heavy odor of fully excited adult female, in heat. ---------------------------------------------------------
“Lucy... now that I’m pretty sure that YOU have what it takes... to sexually excite a man, why don’t you think you are not stimulating your husband?” I ask, as I have the panties sliding down the underside of the beautiful cheeks of your ass... as one hand again caresses your bottom... this time the luxurious supple skin... gently rubbing my hand across the crevice between your globes.. ---------------------------------------------------------
I feel your fingers spreading my cheeks and my bud being exposed to your view. ---------------------------------------------------------
“And, Lucy, a couple of other questions for you to be pondering....” I speak in a voice that has been lowered to just above a whisper... “again, please try not to feel embarrassed by these questions, butt when was the last time you masturbated? ---------------------------------------------------------
“Masturbated? Just before I came over here Doctor and I wish I could do it again right now.”
“Doctor, that was only one other.... you said a couple of... QUESTIONSSSS!.” ---------------------------------------------------------
While you were talking, I had lubricated the thermometer, and expertly inserted into your sphincter.... causing the emphasis on the last word.
“There Lucy, let’s just leave that in there for a couple of minutes.” I say, as I ever-so-slowly, wiggle the glass probe around in your rectum. ---------------------------------------------------------
I think to myself.... "Oh I wish that thermometer was your........ NO! NO! I must not think that way." ---------------------------------------------------------
“Oh, you’re perfectly right, Lucy. The other question is... Could it be that you like a lot of anal attention, and your husband doesn’t?” ---------------------------------------------------------
With this question I arch my back so that my butt sticks up at you even more. “Oh yes Doctor yes I'm sure that is the case. That and much more.”
This is too much for you. You now pull my panties down and notice that they stick in my crevice ever so slightly before falling away from my crotch. No doubt from her earlier masturbation you think to yourself. You pull the thermometer out without reading it. More of that later.
I hear your fly unzip and feel.. rather than see fall clothing. You look down at yourself and you are pointing to the sky. You take yourself in hand and the next thing I feel is you penetrate my vagina. Your back out you only wanting to lubricate it and next I feel the head of your organ on my anus. ----------------------------------------------------------------------
“My God, Lucy...” I whisper, “I don’t see how ANY man could resist making love to such a magnificent ass. Relax now, and try to think of this as therapy. After all, if this treatment is helpful to you... we may have to consider having you return to undergo more of the same on a regular basis. ----------------------------------------------------------------------
I struggle to relax and feel my breath coming in short excited gasps. ----------------------------------------------------------------------
With both hands, I grasp your hip... and gently push forward against your rosebud. I hear you moan, as I sense a backward movement of your lower torso... pushing against my throbbing cock. Centimeter by centimeter my rod parts your muscles as they gradually relax.
“Do you think that this sort of therapy will be beneficial to you, Lucy?” ----------------------------------------------------------------------
"OH... YES, WALLY!!! YES! YES! YES! Oh more.. more! yes, yes, yes!!!!" ----------------------------------------------------------------------
Further and further into your dark tunnel. Damn... you have the tightest asshole I’ve ever cum across... and a thought occurs to me.
“Why Lucy, I really don’t think you’ve ever actually been fucked in the ass before, have you?” ----------------------------------------------------------------------
“No... not even in Cyberspace sex.” I have to grin a little on that admission. ----------------------------
“You’ve just fantasized about it... and maybe used one of your “toys” back here... butt I don’t think you’ve ever had a man’s penis in here.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------
“Right on all counts, Wally, you're the first.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------
Deeper and deeper into your burning hot bum-hole... until, at last, my “soldier” is all the way in. I pause for a moment... so that I can savor the feeling, and your muscles can relax more. While enjoying the full insertion, I reach around to the front of your blouse.
“Help me undo your blouse and bra, Lucy... I want to feel your breasts and nipples... purely for a medical opinion, of course.....
"Gladly my dear gladly." ----------------------------------------------------------------------
Soon, you’ve completely freed your breasts from any encumbrances. Leaning forward, over your back, I fill my hands with two of the most marvelously formed breasts that I’ve ever had the pleasure of examining. I would guess them to be somewhere around the 36DD category. As they are hanging and swaying from your chest... I caress and fondle them... pinching your erect, and very hard nipples. I think to myself, that on your next visit for therapy... I must fully examine them... with my mouth, as I will your sweet-smelling pussy. ----------------------------------------------------------------------
As if reading your thoughts I say, "Shouldn't you be examining them more extensively as well as the rest of me? This was to be a complete examination after all." ----------------------------------------------------------------------
Finally, I release your fruit, and resume my grasp of your hips. Very slowly, I withdraw my member... ‘til just the bulb is nestling inside your bottom. I feel your hips moving back... not wanting to lose the throbbing invader. “SHIT, LUCY... it feels so DAMN GOOD!” ----------------------------------------------------------------------
“Oh baby you can say that again. I want more, MORE, MORE, MORE!!!!!!” ----------------------------------------------------------------------
Again, I push forward... this time with a bit more speed. I feel the cum in my balls begging for release... as I start pumping my fuck-stick, faster and faster into you. ----------------------------------------------------------------------
"Harder, please Wally, HARDER," hardly able to breath now. ----------------------------------------------------------------------
“OH... LUCY...,” I gasp, “do you want this therapy on a monthly or weekly basis???????” ----------------------------------------------------------------------
“Daily, Sir.... Please DAILY!.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------
“GOD! Such a beautiful, hot, and tight ass!!!!! I can’t hold back much longer.”
Soon, I’m pounding against you... my cum-filled sacs bouncing against your dripping cunt........... ----------------------------------------------------------------------
I feel the hot poker inside me start to spasm, it stiffens further like a fire hose filling with water. The first gush of white hot semen spurts into me. I cum at just that time. Then like the fire hose it resembles... the poker floods me... spurt after spurt after spurt... until you're spent and I feel you retreat... but you have left a lot of you in me. ----------------------------------------------------------------------
I collapse upon your back... and you, in turn, fall forward onto the desk... where we lie motionless... until our breathing returns to almost normal.
I think to myself, “Damn! I haven’t cum that much in years! I’ve just got to have more of Lucy.... a lot more.”
When I finally stand... you turn toward me.. and put your arms around my neck, while placing your mouth over mine. As our tongues clash with each other, my hands drop to your well-fucked ass.. where they caress, squeeze, and pull you against me.
Pulling my lips from yours, I say, “You may use the restroom over there... to freshen up... so that we may resume the... ah... “physical”. I look down upon your still erect nipples, and add, “And, yes, I do believe those will need an extensive examination.... quite extensive.”
You walk to the bathroom... removing the remnants of your clothing as you go. I stand there gazing at the way your as is undulating with each step... and I see the white cream begin to ooze down your thighs. I stand there for a couple of moments... listening to the water running in the sink... reflecting. I think that with all the after-hours “examinations” I’ve done ... this one was, by far, the best... and most satisfying. I may just have to cut way back on the others... and schedule a lot more for Lucy... A LOT MORE.
I walk into the bathroom as you’re drying between your legs and ass cheeks. “Hope you don’t mind if I clean up a little too, Lucy.” I say, as I divest myself of my remaining apparel.
I move to the wash basin... and begin rinsing the stickiness from my “soldier”. I feel your hands, as you’ve come close behind me... and begun caressing my own butt. You walk back into the office, as I am drying off.
When I follow... I find you sitting on the desk... directly in front of my chair... with your feet up on the desk... and your legs spread.
“Now, Doctor Wally, have a seat... and let’s get on with the extensive examination. And, do you think you can fit me into your schedule on an almost daily basis... so that I can “fit” you into something you seemed to like?” ----------------------------------------------------------------------
"Well I like that idea," you respond. "However let's continue this one in a regular examining room. They are up stairs, out the door and straight up."
I get up, my boobs swaying, nipples still hard, as I walk across the room. I notice as I pass you your best part is starting to stir again. As soon as I pass, you step behind me and your eyes lock on my bare bottom... the wiggle... the twitch, as one step follows another. As I reach the steps and begin to climb you notice I stick my butt out as part of the climbing motion and my legs kind of cross each other as I climb one step after another, producing the most sexy sway and wiggle back and forth that you have ever seen... and all right in front of you face. By the time we get to the top of the stairs, you're no longer just stirring but rather, it has become a very stiff, hard poll. It sticks out of your pubic forest, curling up and pointing skyward, shiny, hard, veined and kind of purple, with a big mushroom head. It is so stiff it stays rigid when you move and it almost hurts.
Seeing what I have produced, I grin and say, "ooooOOoooo... Sir, I'm sooooo sorry. I didn't mean to do that. Is there anything I can do to help? You know make it normal size again"
Before you can answer, the phone rings. We both jump but you stay hard. You pick up the phone, and answer, "Doctor's Office," as I come over and take you in my hand and start to play with you. "Is Lucy Martin there?" says an angry male voice on the other end. You respond by handing me the phone as I continue to play.
"Lucy, you are an hour late. Why aren't you here?" my husband yells into the phone.
"Sorry dear," I say softly into the phone, "I have one last thing to take care of," while stroking your manhood, "then I'll be on my way."
"We'll have to finish this examination before I get back from my trip," I whisper softly. "Now how will we deal with this?" indicating your tool, "before I leave tonight?" ----------------------------------------------------------------------
“Well, Lucy... there are a couple of ways to solve this hard problem.” I grin at you, “One is by treating it orally... and the other way is to try the vaginal insertion method.”
“Hmmmm,” you smile, as you guide me to the examining table.. “why don’t you sit up on here, Doctor? We just may want to try both of those, just to make sure your.. ah... problem stays under control, until I get back here.”
I sit on the high table... my prong jutting straight upward, as you lean forward and, with one swift movement... and no preliminaries, take it completely into your hot wet mouth. My hands instantly go to your flaming red hair... as your head begins to bob... up and down... up and down... sucking voraciously, and nosily. Your mouth and tongue know just what to do... where to do it... and when to do it. I drop one hand down to your swaying breasts.... squeezing and fondling, first one... and then the other... in much the same way I did, when I had my cock buried in your ass.
You continue sucking... ‘til I ask you to join me on the table. I lie down, while you get up on the very narrow table... and straddle me, with your delightful ass, and succulent pussy, only an inch or so above my drooling lips.
“Ahhh!” I exclaim, “I’ve been wanting to do this, ever since I told you to, ‘stick your butt out’, Lucy.” Whereupon, I grasp the cheeks of your ass in both my hands, and pull your puckered anus down to my outstretched tongue.
My hands caress your mounds of flesh, as my tongue lubricates your sphincter... then eases its way slowly inward... and I start some serious tongue-fucking.
Your hungry mouth has resumed it’s work on my staff... working it’s magic... to the point that a good deal of pre-cum is oozing onto your tongue. I know that I can’t take much more... before we’re going to have to switch to the vaginal insertion method............................. -------------------------------------------------
I feel your pent-up excitement and the tension that is about to explode. Ah,, but that explosion must occur in a controlled environment, my environment. Almost as one we switch positions. I lay back on the table, legs spread, the gate to my love tunnel open to your manhood. I'm so wet and so excited that you slip in with one stroke and plunge into your root. I gasp and cum as I wrap my legs tightly around yours. I feel your hand slip under me as you grasp the twin full moons of my ample female bottom. Long, deep strokes follow pushing me to one orgasm after another on a plateau I don't want to come down from, faster and faster... harder and harder. You are afraid my moans and yells will be heard outside your office but you continue your work, until................... It ends, with first one long string of your white seed, flooding my vagina, then another and another and another on and on, gallons and gallons, until you are fully spent.
We lay quiet for a moment, your seed already, leaking back out... and filling my canal.
I smile at you softly. "How you have filled me my dear," I say to you. "I feel like I'll be leaking you from both places for days."
You kiss one of my nipples softly and I get up to get dressed. I have that angry man to meet....... but the Physical will be continued.... on another day, and in another story................
LUUCEEEE,
GO HOME!
