I had no idea what I'd gotten myself into when I walked into McNaughton Obstetrics & Gynecology. I'd only gone in for a consultation regarding my fertility issues, and somehow I came out sore and satisfied, with cream running down my thighs. It was all a blur, and as I glanced down and tucked my torn panties deeper into my purse, one thing was clear: I would keep going back, again and again. Dr. "McNaughty" could give a woman everything she could ever desire...and I wanted it all!
**This steamy erotic short story of Chrissy's first medical exam with her fertile new doctor is sure to make you writhe in your seat, because Dr. McNaughty likes to seduce and dominate his vulnerable patients...and no one can resist the lure of his skillful hands. When he takes them, he stuffs them full--hard and unprotected!**
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"Okay, spread your legs wider..." he put his hands on my knees, then parted them, running them higher up my thighs as my legs opened. "A little wider..."
Since he hadn't raised the head end of the table, I was lying there, my breasts rising from my chest, half-sliding out of the lacy bra cups. I felt exposed and vulnerable.
"Good. Very good." He looked down, eyeing my mound as if trying to decide what to do next. "I think we forgot something. Your panties."
I started to sit up. "I can--"
"No need. I can just push them aside...they're so tiny, this little strip barely covers you."
I blushed, embarrassed. "I--"
But before I could continue, his hips were between my legs, his bare hand slipping past the thin, lacy barrier...a finger probing--almost stroking--my sensitive flesh.
"Wait--aren't you supposed to use gloves?"
"Yes, for most exams. In this case, I need flesh against flesh to make sure that I can feel any irregularities. Just try to hold still. It won't take long."
"Okay." I laid back, trying not to tremble. I felt his finger circle my entrance, and I knew it was already wet. Oh god, please don't let him notice! This is so embarrassing. That was the last coherent thought I had. His palm brushed against my damp mound during one pass, and I gasped. His face was partly turned away, but I thought I caught the hint of a smile.
"I'll be checking internally now. Try not to move...if you can manage." He murmured the last part in a husky voice.
