Part 2: The doctor gives me an intimate exam [MF]

***Note:*** *This took place immediately after the events described [here](https://reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11x541p/i_gave_a_doctor_a_prostate_exam_with_my_tongue_mf/?ref=share&ref_source=link).*

Our hands were still together, exploring my wetness, when I felt his fingers start to slow. I looked up from where I was nuzzled into his chest and saw that his eyelids were heavy. *Oh my god, is he about to fall asleep? I can’t bel- wait. I remember being this exhausted.*

“A little sleepy there, bud?” *Bud? Really? Why do I open my mouth?*

He widened his eyes in a poor attempt to keep them open. “No! I’m just relaxed…and maybe a little tired. I feel so bad, I want to make you cum. I just…need to shut my eyes for a minute.”

I suppressed an eye roll. *A minute? Sure, okay*. But he was so relaxed. *Relaxed enough to nod off. He looks like a baby angel*. “Don’t worry about it, you deserve a little rest.”

Eyes still closed, he slipped his pants back on then pulled me closer and nestled in, one arm wrapped around my shoulder and the other still holding my hand. *Annnnd I’m trapped*. I laid there, tucked securely under his arm, listening to his heart beat as I felt his chest rise and fall with each breath. *It’s too bad I don’t nap.* My eyes started to feel heavy. *I’ll just close my eyes and enjoy feeling another person next to me…*

When my eyelids flickered open again, everything looked different. *It’s dark out.* I felt a soft pair of lips on my head and a hand gently grazing my arm. The light sensation was sending electric shocks to my clit, and I shifted my legs a little.

“Someone’s awake.” *Yeah dude, you.*

“How long was I out for? I never do this.” *I never do this-I’m not this kind of girl. How many times had I said those words (albeit in a different context)?*

“You never sleep? And I thought medicine was bad…” *Back with the teasing*.

“No!!!” I replied indignantly. “I sleep like 5-6 hours a night. I just never nap!!”

In an abrupt, yet swift movement he changed positions so I was directly underneath him on the sofa. *Oh fuck*. My pussy clenched involuntarily.

“5-6 hours? Are you out of your mind?” He kissed along my jaw until he reached my ear and whispered, “I’d like to keep you in bed for the recommended 7 or 8.” *Oh god. Don’t laugh. He was trying to be sexy!* I started giggling despite myself, which only encouraged him.

“Seems like someone wants to play doctor…”

“Hey- I’ve got a doctorate too.” It was a bold move. *Hopefully he knows that a law degree is technically a doctorate. He’s going to think I’m a huge asshole.*

“And what does playing doctor with a lawyer mean?” He shot back playfully. *Damn it. He’s got me*.

I paused. He raised an expectant brow. *Say something clever. Say something clever. Oh for the love of God, say SOMETHING.*

“Probably getting yelled at in a conference room, hearing ‘no’ whenever you ask anything, and then receiving a follow-up email immediately after which says ‘absolutely not’.” I smiled. *At least I’m self-aware.* “Doctors definitely have the better deal.”

He laughed. “Hey, some people might be into that.”

“Are you?” I said, then immediately regretted it. *Too early to get into kinks.*

His expression shifted and he looked me in the yes. “I’m into you.”

This time, I kissed him. Ravenously. Passionately. He arranged his leg between mine and pressed it right up against me. I started grinding into him as he kissed me, moaning into his mouth. My pussy was throbbing, I could feel my wetness soak through my sweats. *Shit. Cashmere. I’ll have to dry clean.*

He started kissing back towards my ear. *Fuck yes. I love dirty talk.* “I have to taste you. Please. Please let me taste you.”

*Oh.*

One thing about me before we get any further: I am ambivalent (at best) about oral. I don’t need a guy to go down on me… but I seem to naturally attract men who are never happier then when they are sucking and lapping away at my clit. I love the enthusiasm, love the pussy positivity, and for the sake of other women who DO love it, I’m not gonna discourage a guy. I just…don’t need it. At best, it does nothing, and at worst, it completely pulls me out of the moment.

“Mmm I can practically smell how aroused you are.” He ran his hand over my mound. *That’s more like it.* “Your pussy is so warm, oh my god.”

He ground himself against me and moaned, pressing his forehead against mine. *He’s hard, again. At the prospect of going down on me. Fuck. Okay. If anyone can do this, it’s him- right?*

His enthusiasm for going down on me was turning me on more than any other man’s had. I nodded and moaned, “Please.” *Maybe this is it. Maybe he’s the guy to make me cum from oral.*

He slid my pants off, revealing my mostly waxed pussy within a triangle of hair directing visitors to my opening. *I hope he doesn’t mind a landing strip- some guys are so weird about hair.*

I needn’t have worried. He groaned as he thumbed over the neatly groomed patch and adjusted the bulge straining against his pants. “Fuck, I love that you keep some hair.”

He dove right in, but took a slightly different approach than most men. Instead of getting after my clit like a bulldog trying to lick mayonnaise out of a jar, he was delicate. Measured. He spent time kissing and sampling every inch of skin between my legs, occasionally glancing up at me. *Why does he keep looking at me?* I did my best to encourage him. Don’t get me wrong- this man could win a gold medal for eating pussy, but I couldn’t relax.

In the middle of nibbling my clit, he paused. “Seems like this isn’t working for you…”

*Oh no. He thinks I hate him. Fuck. Lie!* “What do you mean? Your mouth feels incredible.” *Please, please, please believe me*.

“I don’t believe you.” *Fuck*. “Your face and your body are telling me a different story. It’s okay. Why don’t you tell me what you like?”

I blushed hard. *He caught me.* “I- I’m not really used to it being about me…”

He registered how flustered I was and changed his approach. “How about we try ruling things out, till we find what works?”

I nodded, and he gently kissed my thigh. *Oh*. My back arched. He traced a line down the inside of my leg to my knee, kissing again. *My*. I was breathing heavily, suddenly completely focused on where he’d touch me next. *God*. He sat up and ran his fingers gently down my calf until he reached my ankle. *Wait- is he a foot guy?* He grazed the high arch of my foot with his nail before lifting it up for a delicate kiss. When his lips made contact, I writhed, arched by back and groaned. *Holy shit, what is he doing to me?*

He grinned, as he extracted himself from between my legs and slid back up next to me. “Lots of nerve endings in the feet and…” he leaned in close, “…it should always be about you.”

*Fuck. He is perfect*. I was focused on him, and couldn’t look away. His hands wandered back between my legs. “I think you prefer my hands to my mouth.”

I nodded as he gently rubbed soft, velvety lips. He dipped a finger into my wetness and ran it up and down my slit, finally circling my clit. I moaned into his kiss.

He moved away from my clit and massaged either side of my entrance. The sensation was new but amazing. I looked up at him as I grew more swollen and sensitive to his touch.

He smiled. “The benefit of a well-grounded understanding of human anatomy. This-“ he gently tapped my clit, eliciting a groan from me, “-is not where the clitoris ends.”

I was growing wetter and wetter as he continued to tease me. Occasionally, he would dip a finger into my wetness but would never give me the penetration I craved. By the time his thumb brushed over my clit, I couldn’t form a coherent thought. He finally slid a finger into me and moaned.

“Fuck. You’re so wet. Tight. Warm.” His thumb rubbed my clit while he slid another finger in. I felt the familiar pressure build as he gently stroked the sensitive spot just inside my entrance, still circling my clit with his thumb.

I was clinging to him, whimpering and moaning uncontrollably. My wetness was coating his hand as I started to tighten around him. He held me tight with his free arm and whispered, “It’s okay, let go. I want you to cum for me. Please.”

His gentle request pushed me over the edge. My pussy convulsed around his fingers. I writhed against him as I rode the waves of what must’ve been the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had. I felt him kiss my head while the waves subsided. “Good girl.”

*Good girl.* I honestly could have cum again right there. *Holy fuck, what just happened?* “Oh my god.”

I felt him smile, his mouth still pressed against my head. *Please, please don’t let it end here.*

He spoke quietly. “I think I could stay right here forever.” *By. All. Means.*

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/122wgm6/part_2_the_doctor_gives_me_an_intimate_exam_mf