The Gynaecologist [19F/30M] [NonCon] [Doctor/Patient] [Pussy Licking] [Creampie] [Oral]

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I was a little nervous about my first gynaecology appointment, but the nurse was very kind and assured me everything would go fine.

“Doctor Banks is fantastic,” she told me as I was shown to the examination room. “He’ll take great care of you.”

I was somewhat relieved at her words but the sight of the bed, with it’s stirrups to spread my legs and the clinical cleanliness only sent my heart rate up again.

“Go on,” she ushered me in. “Doctor Banks will be here soon.”

She disappeared before I could ask any questions, leaving me to linger awkwardly as the door shut behind me. I swallowed hard before perching myself on one of the white, plastic chairs in the corner.

The walls were decorated with several medical posters; various diagrams of the female reproductive system and a few full-body ones as well. I kept my eyes off them as best I could; my social anxiety combined with my general prudishness made me want to leave as soon as possible. Just when I was considering bolting out the door, Doctor Banks arrived.

“Ah, hello,” he greeted me with a warm smile. He was tall and broad, dressed in a crisp white lab coat over a smart shirt and tie. He reached out a hand and I shook it shyly, feeling the strength in his hands.

“Sorry,” I immediately blurted out. “I’m a bit nervous.”

“Nothing to be sorry about,” Doctor Banks replied. His gravelly voice was doing a lot to settle my nerves. “It’ll be just a few quick examinations and then you can head home.”

He gestured to the bed and I stood up uncertainly before removing my shoes.

“I’m terribly sorry to ask, but I trust you haven’t worn any panties today?” Doctor Banks asked and heat flooded my cheeks.

“O-oh… I’m sorry but I have.”

“They’ll need to go.”

His smile was still warm but there was a clear command in his voice.

“R-right. Of course,” I expected him to turn around or to show me a curtain to stand behind but he only watched me expectantly. Blushing furiously. I reached up under my dress and pulled my panties down. As soon as they were off, Doctor Banks took them from my hand.

“I’ll keep these safe for you,” he told me. “Go on and hop on the bed for me, please.”

Trying to control my embarrassment, I climbed onto the bed.

“Feet on the stirrups please.”

“Um…” I couldn’t even make eye contact as I placed my feet in the stirrups, my legs forced apart and my naked pussy on show. I lay my head back, keeping my eyes fixed on the ceiling.

“Thank you. We’ll start with your breast examination.”

“W-what? But I didn’t make an appointment for that?”

“It comes complimentary,” Doctor Banks spoke as though this was obvious so I kept my mouth shut, not wanting him to think I was stupid and didn’t know about these thing. “Let’s get started.”

He came to the side of where I was lying and, before I could register what was happening, pulled the straps of my dress down, exposing my bare breasts. It had been a hot day and I’d decided to go without a bra – a decision I was furiously regretting.

Doctor Banks squirted a clear liquid into his hands before placing them gently on each of my tits. The liquid was cool and I immediately felt my nipples stiffen.

“Someone’s enjoying themselves,” Doctor Banks commented and I clenched my fists in humiliation.

His hands glided over the soft skin of my breasts as he massaged them before moving to my nipples to tweak them. The liquid he’d used made everything slippery and every pinch of my nipples sent jolts through my body. Although I hadn’t initially been turned on – and too awkward to correct Doctor Banks when he mistook my stiff nipples as arousal – I began to feel myself getting wetter. I closed my eyes and hoped he wouldn’t notice during the rest of my examination.

To my shock, I felt his mouth close around on of my nipples. His warm tongue brushed over it before he began sucking a bit rougher.

“Doctor Banks?” my eyes shot open. He moved his mouth away to speak.

“You haven’t had one of these examinations before, have you?” his eyes were amused. “This is standard procedure; you’ll soon get used to it.”

“Oh,” I mumbled, scolding myself. Stupid girl. Just let the doctor get on with it.

Doctor Banks soon returned his warm mouth to my breasts, alternating between the two while his hands continued to massage them. Every suck and lick felt like it had a direct line to my clitoris and I was soon stuck between my rational brain telling me this wasn’t right and my growing arousal. When he was finished, he gave them a playful slap so they jiggled on my chest. I was beginning to sweat from the embarrassment.

Doctor Banks moved down between my open legs and sat down; this alarmed me as I could no longer see him from my position. But, not wanting to make myself look like even more of a fool, I kept my mouth shut and waited.

A few moments crawled past until I felt his finger prodding my entrance. I tensed up but felt relief at the same time; this was definitely part of the exam. I had heard my friends talk about how they had to feel inside you to check everything was alright. Doctor Banks must have sensed my relief because he pushed his finger further in, sliding easily from the lube he had applied to my breasts. Without seeing his face, I felt a bit more relaxed and my tension eased.

Doctor Banks withdrew his finger and I felt a second finger push its way in. This felt a bit uncomfortable as he stretched me but I remained as still as possible, grimacing. He curved his fingers slightly when they were buried inside me and I couldn’t deny it felt good. A small moan escaped me and I immediately clamped my lips shut, afraid he had heard me.

Doctor Banks seemingly paid no mind but his fingers stayed where they were until I felt another strange sensation; something warm and wet flicked itself over my clit. It happened a few times before I realised what it was – his tongue.

Horrified that my doctor was now eating me out, his fingers sliding in and out of me, my heat shot up from the pillow.

“Doctor Banks!”

But he ignored me, his mouth continuing to work on my sensitive clit. He ran the flat of his tongue over my bud before gently sucking, taking his time with me. I was torn between trying to escape the stirrups and the pleasure that he was inflicting on me against my will.

“Please,” I begged him, to no avail. He continued at a steady pace, my orgasm building despite myself. I felt it coming and whimpered, my legs shuddering as waves of pleasure pulsed through my body.

Doctor Banks withdrew his fingers and stood. My chest heaved as I looked back at him, tears in my eyes. He only smiled and wiped his mouth.

“You’re doing very well,” he told me and began unbuckling himself.

“No,” I whispered, the tears spilling over. “You can’t do this.”

He raised a curious eyebrow and freed his hard cock from his boxers. It sprang forth, the tip leaking clear precum. I remained frozen to the bed as he lined it up with my pussy.

“Please, Doctor Banks,” I begged again. “Please, I don’t want it.”

“Your pussy says otherwise,” he replied, smirking. He pressed the head of his cock against my entrance. “Look at how wet you are for me. No one will believe you didn’t want it.”

I let my head fall back on the pillow, defeated. I could have tried to fight back, but he had clamped his hands around my waist, holding me down. And, truth be told, my pussy was aching for him after my first orgasm.

Without asking, Doctor Banks sank himself inside me. I cried out at the sudden violation, his thick cock completely embedded, but he ignored me and began pounding.

“This is what you deserve,” he grunted, his grip on my waist leaving bruises. “This is how you should be treated. Say it.”

The tears were flowing freely now.

“I deserve this,” I whispered, feeling the girth of him stretching me, his dick stroking against the most sensitive parts of me. I felt my orgasm build again as he abused my hole over and over again.

He moved his hands from my waist up to my breasts, slapping them and pinching my nipples, sending another jolt of stimulation through me.

“Look how much you love my cock. You got so wet so fast, waiting for me to fuck you,” he punctuated this with another slap of my tits. “Like the whore you are.”

I whimpered, hating his words but hating the effect it was having on me even more. I was soaked and my lips gripped him every time he pulled back as if to draw him back in again. As if to milk every last drop of cum. I realised with horror that Doctor Banks was complete unprotected.

“Please,” I groaned, half-caught in the ecstasy of his fucking. “Please don’t cum in me.”

This was the wrong thing to say; as soon as the words left my lips, Doctor Banks gave a shuddering breath and buried himself to the base of his cock. I felt something warm erupt inside me.

“No…” I whispered, knowing it was too late.

His cock throbbed as he unleashed his cum, filling me completely. He withdrew slowly and I felt my cream pie pussy dripping. Doctor Banks was breathing heavily, his softening dick glistening with both of our juices. My body sagged against the bed, exhausted, and when he moved to the side of me, putting his flaccid member on my lips, I didn’t even put up a fight. I opened my mouth for him and began gently sucking.

“Good whore,” he sighed. “Clean me up.”

I still hadn’t reached my second orgasm and the taste of his cum mixed with mine was intoxicating. His cock twitched as I sucked and I began to fear he was going to get hard again.

“That’s it,” he soothed me, stroking my hair while he fed me his cock. I looked up at him with red-ringed eyes. “We need to get ready for the next part of your examination.”

My heart rate spiked but I couldn’t say anything with my mouth full of his hardening dick. I struggled to keep it all in my mouth as it grew.

“That’s right,” he grinned down at me. “Your anal examination.”

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