I have no idea how it occurred. He had been treating me for a variety of problems, mostly energy-related, and the medications he had recommended were effective. We scheduled a check-up to make sure I wasn’t experiencing any negative side effects and to determine whether my dose needed to be adjusted. I kept a list of every symptom we were trying to cure so we could check them off one at a time to see whether they were all improving (most were).
As I neared the end of my list, I recalled that before to therapy, I had experienced some vaginal edema. He inquired as to whether it was still there after I read it aloud. Though I scowled because I wasn’t sure, I mumbled that I didn’t think so. Since it would be another two months until my next checkup, I told him he should probably take a look and agreed that it was worthwhile.
He turned around as I took down my pants and sat down on the table in just my skirt to tell him I was okay. It was just like an usual checkup. He turned around and very expertly lifted up my skirt to examine my vagina. Nothing was different from the assessments I’d previously received from other doctors. I wasn’t actually staring at him; I was just sort of meditatingly gazing at the wall when I felt his finger inadvertently brush up against my clitoral region. I forced a breath and glanced down before looking up into his face. His demeanor remained carefree, and his hand continued to rest nearby my genitalia but did not touch. His expression was neither sexual nor coercive, nor did it even suggest that he was aware of what he had just done. We just continued to maintain a kind of innocent eye contact, and I didn’t think he had done it on purpose at all. Suddenly, out of nowhere, my hand sprang out and gripped his wrist, signaling not to move as he attempted to pull his hand away. I didn’t even have time to consider; I just sort of did it. I was completely unconcerned. I turned my attention away from our hands and back to his face, and he did the same while his eyes grew closer to mine. He gently lowered his fingers back onto my clit after that without saying a word. When he touched me again, I gasped again and watched his bottom lip twitch as if he were going to bite it. The professional gaze he had always held me with also changed, as there was a flash of something different behind his eyes.
I moved his wrist slightly up as he started to nudge his finger over my clit in search of my sweet spot. When he discovered it, I gasped even louder and raised my arm to be closer to his face. It was excellent. I can still picture myself clutching the collar of his shirt, burying my face in his neck, and making every effort to scream as softly as I could. He responded to my moaning in his ear by moving his hand from my breast up my neck and then firmly placing it around the top of my neck, which caused me shivers. I believe I also bit it in pleasure. Then he drew my face back and we kissed. After a brief moment of nose nuzzling, he ran his finger up and down my now-soaked slit. When he noticed that, a primitive smile briefly appeared on his face. He then stuck his finger inside of me.
That thing has always made me crazy, and the fact that I wasn’t completely anticipating it made it even better. For a few while, I had to hold my breath to prevent me from yelling. He continued burrowing his finger into my cunt and tugging down, which sent floods of bliss through me each time he did. I looked up into his eyes, which were now filled with animal need at my reaction. At one point, his hold on my throat tightened as if to warn me that I was speaking too loudly, but I was unable to stop myself, so he jammed his thumb into my mouth and held my jaw mostly closed with the rest of his palm. I gave him blowjob eyes while sucking on his thumb, and I could tell by the look in his eyes that he really appreciated them. He accelerated inside of me and began to work harder, like though he were ravenous for my enjoyment. This continued till I found myself grabbing his collar once more while shaking and orgasming into his neck. He slowed down and bent down to lick me out after I signaled for him to do so. I really bit my own palm to keep from giggling loudly.
He turned back to his computer to review some test results as I sat back down on my arms once more to catch my breath. I re-seated myself in the patient’s chair after putting my panties back on. He looked entirely professional as he turned back around, and we continued with the rest of my list as if nothing had happened. At the front desk, he grinned warmly at me, and we scheduled a follow-up visit for a few months later.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/y4bq33/i_enjoyed_it_when_my_doctor_ran_his_fingers_over
Sexy. I love stories like these.
That’s hot 🔥😍🔥
Oh my. Super super hot. Hard reading this. Re read this once again to enjoy it again.
So we’ll hear from you in three months?
Very very hot and well written! 🔥🔥🔥
Did the thought of giving him an actual blowjob occur while he set up next appointment? That would’ve been cool. Really test his metal. lol