First time posting, so go easy on me. This happened a decade ago, so I’m trying to remember everything (and wow the memories came back!). This is all true except the names.
When I was in my early 20s, I moved from the Midwest to California. Boring stuff about me…grew up an athlete, played college baseball, got a great job offer a couple years out of undergrad. Bigger guy, about 6’3” 215 back then. (Same now, just more belly) Just a tall blonde guy from the middle of the country.
A couple months after getting settled, I needed to get a physical. I don’t remember what for, but I set an appointment at the closest clinic to my place. I took a Friday afternoon off from work to get it done.
I got to the appointment and the place was empty. A nurse took me back and did some preliminary work then told me the doctor would be in soon. I’m sitting on the table in a tshirt and heans waiting.
In walks a short woman around 30 years old. It was the doctor, a beautiful Korean woman just over 5’ tall. I was surprised by her natural beauty above the white lab coat. And her smile when she introduced herself. “Hi, I’m Dr. Park. Cindy.” She extended her hand and I shook it, so small in mine. It took me a second, but I finally got out “Daniel…nice to meet you.”
We went through some standard questions and then she checked my breathing, eyes, ears, throat. Then she told me to stand. I towered over her. I think she was checking my posture.
Then she said, “please take off your jeans. I’ll give you some privacy.” Now I start getting nervous like I would if it were a 60-year old man, but even more so. I removed my shoes then jeans, hanging them on a hook. I sat back down in my tshirt, boxers and socks.
The doctor returned and asked me to lay back, which I did. She used her stethoscope to check my breathing again, which was probably elevated. She moved it around my chest, then took it off. I kept glancing at her beautiful face, then away. She was so focused on her work. Her small hand moved on my upper stomach, then she used the other to pull up the bottom of my shirt to expose my belly button. She was pressing in with her fingers.
Side note: at this point, I was glad I had on boxers and not boxer briefs. Whenever I’m touched anywhere near my crotch, I get hard. Making out with a hand on my thigh? Hard as a rock.
Another note: I’m a shower and a bit of a grower. Roughly 5” soft, 8” hard. And thick.
I could feel myself getting hard. It seemed like an eternity, but was likely less than 20 seconds.
She stood up leaving my shirt up above my belly and said “ok, please stand up.” (She had to notice my bulge by now.) I stood up slowly with her about a foot to my left. “Please lower your shorts.” Fuck. She was so casual about it.
I slid my boxers down slowly to mid-thigh, exposing my half-hard cock. My tshirt had fallen back down to cover some, but not much. My heat is pounding. I hadn’t had this done in years.
She steps closer and reaches down with a small, gloved hand and cupped my balls. It was so warm and gentle. She was looking for lumps or anything of concern. I’m looking down at her, then away, then down again.
She used her other hand to move the shaft, which really turned me on. Pressing fingers into my testicles while holding my cock (not fully hard, but damn close) with her little fingers. Holy shit. She let go and it bounced then said, “ok, you can pull them up.” I did it quickly.
“Everything is fine. You’re healthy.” She smiled and wished me a nice weekend, then left.
I put my jeans on (carefully over my hardon) and left. I was playing with my cock the whole 10-minute drive home. When I got inside my apartment I turned on porn and grabbed my Fleshight. I thought about fucking her still in that lab coat. I came so hard. Huge load all over my stomach.
I went out with friends Friday and Saturday like any other weekend. On Sunday, I had to get groceries for a cookout. Who do I run into at checkout? Dr. Park. We smiled and briefly exchanged pleasantries and were on our way. She has on a simple outfit, jeans and a hoodie. She looked so cute. I could see more of her body now. Not super curvy, but a nice shape. Great ass. Guess what I did when I got home.
Fast forward a month. I’ve been in CA longer and made great friends through work and where I lived. One was having a birthday party at a bar/club. About 10 of us there and who shows up? Cindy. Her sister is friends with the birthday girl. I tried to look away, but we made eye contact. I’m glad it was dark, because I was blushing hard.
The night went on and I spent time with people I know, but the group was down to 5 or 6. We were all in a big wraparound booth and she ended up next to me. We barely acknowledged each other at first, but made idle chit chat later.
She looked great. It was late in the year, so cool at night. Jeans and a black sweater. Black ballet shoes. Hair down. I had on a fisherman’s sweater, tshirt, jeans.
As the night went on and more drinks flowed, we talked more. We actually had a lot in common. Movies, music, books. She kept making more physical contact, hand touching my arm as we talked.
My friend wanted everyone to come back to her place for birthday drinks. We all got in one Uber and hit the road. For 15 minutes, Cindy was sitting on my leg, crammed in the back of this SUV. As I do, I start getting a hardon.
Back at my friend’s place, there’s drinks, music and food. Cindy and I start talking more, actually flirting now. I have no game. I could talk to women, but friends always mocked me for rarely closing. Something was different. I was…charming?
We went and took a shot with everyone else. Birthday girl, her boyfriend, Cindy’s sister and the two of us. The two of us were drunk, but not wasted.
The other three were on the couch, and we stepped outside to talk. She asked how I knew the others, and I said I live a few doors down and pointed. She smiled and said “what a small world.” We started to go on a walk and she said she was cold, so I put my sweater on her and walked in a tshirt.
After a couple minutes, we turned back…but then she turned to go across in another direction…to my place. I followed and caught up to her at my door. “Show me your place.”
We got inside and she complimented my music collection…then walked over to me. “Bend down”. As I did, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. Holy shit. Such soft, full lips. Great kisser. My hands reached down and rubbed her back.
We stood there for a while then made our way to the couch. We sat there making out. I felt her hand on my thigh. Remember what I said earlier? Hard in no time. I rubbed her back and thigh. She made these amazing moans while we kissed.
She took off my sweater and tossed it on the floor, now just wearing her black sweater. I started rubbing her breast as we kissed. Firm, perky tits. B/C cup that fit her frame well.
Her hand was up my shirt rubbing my stomach, then moved down to my crotch. My cock was fully hard in already tight jeans. She gripped the bulge in her small and and rubbed it. I could feel her smile as we kissed.
She started working on my belt as I pulled up her sweater. Belt undone she got my jeans open and her hand inside. I got her sweater off leaving her in a black bra. She started tugging on my jeans and I lifted my ass. She pulled them down to my knees. Huge bulge in my boxer briefs.
[at this point in typing I got really hard and had to take care of myself]
We started kissing again and her hand was back on the bulge. It didn’t take her long to get it out, stroking my shaft. I unhooked her bra and exposed her perky tits. I started sucking on the nipples as she stroked me, making her moan more.
She pushed me back on the couch with me now laying back. I got my shoes off and she pulled my jeans all the way off. I had just my shirt and boxers on (barely). She kneeled on the couch between my legs then took my cock in her hand again and started stroking. She leaned and licked the head. I could’ve cum right then.
She gave such a great blowjob. Really patient and sensual. Not aggressive. A lot of eye contact and hand work. I could see she was rubbing her pussy through her jeans with the other hand. I played with her tits and perky nipples the whole time.
She stopped and got up off the couch and took me by the hand. We stumbled back to my bedroom. I took off my shirt and boxers. She kicked off her shoes and then we started kissing. I lifted her off the floor as we made out.
I laid her back on the bed and started to pull off her jeans…to find she didn’t have panties on. “I hate underwear.” I threw her jeans aside then put my face down by her pussy. Totally bald. She smelled incredible. She was moaning as I touched around her pussy that looked wet. I ran my fingers over the slit.
I loved them and still love eating pussy. I licked her slit up and down gently. She was playing with her tits as I did. Then I slid a finger in her tight pussy. She felt and tasted amazing. After a while she had a small orgasm and said “I want it.”
I walked and grabbed a condom. As I walked back to the bed, she smiled watching my hard cock sway. She told me to lay back and she got between legs again. She took the condom and started jerking me off. Took the condom out and started to roll it down. “Holy shit” is what she said as she gripped the shaft. I don’t know how I didn’t cum.
She positioned over me and guided my cock in verrry slowwwwly. She was almost uncomfortably tight. She moaned and then sat still for a moment before rocking her hips. She leaned down to kiss me as she started to ride. This is the first time she got aggressive rather than slow and sensual.
We picked up the pace, both moaning and her talking dirty. “Feels so fucking good.” I grabbed her ass, sucked on and played with her tits. I was worried about losing my hardon from the alcohol, but it didn’t happen.
After a few minutes, she rolled off and laid on her back. “Come here…” I positioned and guided my thick cock in that wet pussy, then kissed her as I started fucking her. I loved seeing her tits shake as I thrust in. Harder and deeper,she started to cum again, this time morning much louder than before.
I paused then continued, knowing I was close. I’m sweating and morning harder. “Fuck me, baby.” She was licking and biting my neck as I rode her.
“I want your cum on me…” I hadn’t done that in a long time, so I was surprised. I kept pushing in hard until I was about to cum and then pulled out. I pulled the condom off then started stroking until I was surprised by her hands. She pumped me until I exploded, cumming all over her stomach and pussy. I collapsed next to her.
She went for a quick shower to clean up and stayed the night with me. We fucked again in the morning.
We ended up seeing each other as fuck buddies for a while and then dated for a few years…until we got married. We’ve been married a few years now and the sex has gotten better with time.
[I’m now fully hard again and need to cum once more!]
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nav0k1/mf_doctor_visit_leads_to_much_more
Ever roleplay doctor/ patient on the bedroom?
Holy shit good read. What a dream dude!!! Congrats?! Are there pics of y’all by chance? And did she ever admit to wanting to potentially fuck you during your initial check up?
Hot and cute way to go man
Finally… A story with a *real* happy ending. Happy for you both!
This should be posted in the r/gonewholesomestories too!
What a cute ending – high five on marrying an older woman!
Holly fuck great story and what an unexpected finish. Well done
Most folks will tell you that nothing ever happens in a Doctor’s office, of course later everything is fair game.
I was married to a Doctor for years until she passed last year, and one thing about her, she was the naughtiest women I ever knew. She even admitted that she got a kick out of her male patients that could not stop getting hard.
And it’s true, it is very rare, but I had a cute and tiny little black nurse give me a hand job right before a Colonoscopy, lower only so I was not out for that. The full colonoscopies the knock you out for, I have had that done so no clue what happens.
She first had me remove my lower clothing while she stayed in the room which was weird all by itself, saw I was erect and told me we had to get rid of that because the Doctor claimed it could interfere with the procedure.
So she did just that. I suspect that the Doctor was probably homophobic but I don’t know for sure. Hand job from a nurse, I bet I am not the only one that has had that happen.
Now I have had my junk checked out by both male and female Doctors, but this was a new one on me. Some say it never happens, I saw it does too!
Well fuck, now you’ll have to find a new primary care doctor