In Love With Doctor Diaz
A trip to the gynecologist isn’t many female’s idea of a fantastic time. For several of the good friends of mine, all those trips are a supply of fear and tension. Wearing a paper fashion and getting poked and prodded with different tools could be a genuine bummer – unless the male performing the prodding and poking is very beautiful. I am fortunate enough to have such a doctor. I have consistently been a sucker for Spanish males, and he is the epitome of the type: thick black hair, deep brown eyes, athletic physique. My very first gynecologist, a sweet older female who would taken care of me since puberty is reach by me, retired 2 years back. She suggested I transfer the treatments of mine to Dr. Diaz, a male that had worked under her. From the initial call of mine, I discovered myself not able to quit considering what it really will resemble for him to deal with aspects of me together with the delicacy with that he held his stethoscope against the chest of mine. He asked me questions while reviewing the charts of mine, as well as paid attention to me patiently, his eyes locking with mine for so very long it made me shudder. I needed to think he believed it, too – he was as attracted to me as I would be to him – but to him I was most likely just an additional patient. And so I thought…
“That’s a beautiful dress,” was the very first thing he said to me that day. I shrugged off the compliment with several deprecating remark (“This old thing?”), although I would spent all the weekend searching the malls for the best outfit for seduction. The skirt I settled on was a clingy affair, heavy cut here as well as very low cut there. Though I just knew he would see (he was always fast and good with the compliments), I did not anticipate the eyes of his to glide down me just how they did. As I turned to shoot a hold on the examination table, I can see the representation of his in the mirror over the sink as he stared lustily at my legs & ass. I flushed, and I can really feel myself moistening. Only that a single look from him will have been sufficient to satisfy me. Next he handed me the papers gown and then stated, “Cathy [his nurse] must leave soon on business that is individual. Should you like, we are able to postpone the examination…”
“Oh, absolutely no. That is alright – I had taken time from work being here, and also I would prefer to buy it all over with.” I laughed, then smiled teasingly. He smiled shyly; these days it was the turn of his to blush…
He returned to the room equipped with a tray of vials and swabs and also looking unbearably hot in the white jacket of his. My pulse quickened when his fingers slid beneath the paper gown and then commonly found primarily on breast, and then the other person. It was probably the best breast exam a physician has previously provided me; he cupped them, and then squeezed gently but firmly, pulling gently at my hard nipples as I suppressed a moan.
Asking me to lay down, he lifted the gown over the tummy of mine and rubbed the torso of mine in search of abnormalities. (“Nothing wrong here”, he stated huskily.) Then he sat at the conclusion of the table and took first my left and then the right foot of mine in the hands of his, caressing each carefully, and then softly putting it right into a stirrup. I was very aroused I thought I’d faint. I experienced him put a finger in me. “Does this hurt?” he inquired, a teasing quality to the speech of his. With the gown over the knees of mine, I could not see the face of his at all and had absolutely no concept of what he’d planned.
“Oh, not at all,” I answered with only enough flirtation in my speech to have him wondering.
“How about this?” he requested, pulling the finger of his out halfway and slipping one in alongside it. I suppressed a moan.
“That’s fine,” I answered, and I can audibly hear him chuckle – the arousal in the vocal of mine should have been very obvious. He carried on to finger me, after which I experienced something exquisite on my clit. It has taken me a minute to know it was the tongue of his! Next I might keep it in no longer; I moaned and also arched the back of mine as he finger fucked me and also licked me at the very same period. Quickly I was near approaching, and hardly noticed as he stood up (without ceasing the motion of his fingers), lifted the gown of mine over the neck of mine, and also fondled my belly and breasts with the many other hand of his.
“Oh, yes,” he sighed, squeezing my tit lustfully. He bent down and also sucked a single breast, and then the more, fondling them at the very same time. He looked into the eyes of mine, practically asking permission. I just knew what he needed, and also I distribute the knees of mine even greater to let him know he might have it. With the free hand of his, he unfastened the belt of his and unzipped the pants of his, pulling out an extremely nicely sized and incredibly hard erection. He pulled the fingers of his out of the pussy of mine and rubbed the idea of the penis of his over the slick of mine, wet lips. Each molecule in my entire body needed him inside me; I moaned and stared into the eyes of his, inclined him to undertake it. He obliged, sliding the penis of his into me so fast and with such pressure that we each gasped. My feet curled in the stirrups. His hands commonly found the breasts of mine and squeezed them while he pounded me with all he’d. Suddenly, I arrived with that force I believed I was really going to fly above the table.
I stopped him. He checked out me questioningly, a bit fearfully, like worried I would eventually changed the mind of mine. I slid on the table until I was eye level with the cock of his. I got the hardness of his and stroked it, and then pulled it between my complete breasts. He groaned, reaching down to assist me squeeze my tits around the cock of his as he fucked them. Then I slid further down, and also has taken him in my mouth. “Oh God,” he moaned. Next he looked down at me as well as asked sexily, “Can I come on your breasts?”
I smiled in reaction, and slid the cock of his in and from the mouth of mine, tonguing him while I fondled the balls of his. Suddenly he pulled from the mouth of mine. I moved up a bit, then pulled the cock of his between the breasts of mine as he came as a rocket. His progressed shot all over the breasts of mine as I rubbed him against them. The sight of my come sticky breasts should have been impressive for him, because looking down at them made him groan and also he spurted a new squirt between my tits.
We cleaned up with no comment. I believe he was a bit worried after the fact; after all, sex on the examination table is not precisely in the Hippocratic Oath. When we had been dressed, he asked me, “So, what now?”
“Now?” I repeated. I stood up, pulled one of the business cards of mine from the finances of mine, as well as slipped it into his hands. “Now you call me. When your from the workplace. So we become together.”
He smiled. “Sounds like a plan.” He touched the cheek of mine and carefully kissed the mouth of mine. Sure enough, he called me later that evening. We’d a fantastic dinner the following evening, and a much better dessert… He and I are amazing together. Nevertheless, regardless of how hard we use (and attempt to try…), nothing is able to equal the passion of that very first “examination”.
