[f] Asking the dentist [M] a question.

My dentist was hot. Salt and pepper hair, very fit, well-dressed, sleeves rolled up, shiny brown eyes that twinkled…

Anyway. He’d been my dentist since forever. He technically was a pediatric dentist, and I didn’t fit the bill anymore, but it seemed like he just kind of kept his patients, which I definitely appreciated.

I was there for cleaning. Redheads often have dental problems, particularly with caries, but I didn’t, so it always felt good to go in and be told my teeth were fine in that ridiculous way that getting good feedback from your dentist feels good.

The hygienist had cleaned my teeth – I had noticed that all of his hygienists were cute, and two of the four were redheads, and wondered if he had a type – and I was waiting to see the dentist. I had worn a skirt, which is never a good idea if you’re going to the dentist, of course, and a fairly low-cut top with a scoop cut. But I was also wearing a blue paper towel clipped around my neck, so I doubted he would notice. My skirt was above the knee, which I could get away with pretending is just about being comfortable, but I was actually freezing my ass off.

He came in, we chatted. His daughter is older than me but went to the same HS, so he wanted to know how everything way. It was fine. I was friendly, of course. He started to examine my mouth, but I stopped him..

“I have a weird question, and I’m not sure who to ask.”

“OK – I’ll do my best!” (he was very enthusiastic)

“Are there some things you just shouldn’t get in your mouth?”

“…of course? Don’t drink gasoline, ever, Lauren” (which isn’t my name for real, but here is it). I rolled my eyes.

“Right, got that, but are there other things that are bad for your teeth?”

“Coffee and tea, dark soda can stain, acidic things can…”

“Yes, I mean cum.”

“Sorry?”

“Is it bad for my teeth to get cum in my mouth? It hasn’t happened yet, but I’m wondering.” (It had definitely happened already).

“You’ve never chewed gum?” I rolled my eyes.

“Cum. Semen, I guess is the term?”

“Um.” He was not comfortable with this question. I didn’t care. I wanted to turn him on.

“…”

“No, the amount of ejaculate is usually pretty small, and anyway, as far as I know chemically it’s pretty benign.”

“So a man cumming in my mouth would be ok?” I don’t think I could have looked away from his eyes if I tried.

“Dentally, yes. Your parents might have something to say about it.” I rolled my eyes.

“They wouldn’t be there.”

“…”

“What if I licked it up? Like from his belly or a bed or somewhere else?” I was actually thinking some*one* else, but I thought I would let him maintain his image of me. :)

“That shouldn’t matter, but I’m not sure you should be asking me this. You’re younger than my daughter.”

“Well, one, I’m of legal age, and two, you’re my dentist. Who else to ask about my teeth?”

“Is this a dare?”

“No, but I’m good at being dared.”

“I dare you to floss daily.” Dad jokes are eternal. Dentist jokes are somehow more eternal.

“Done. Anything else?”

“…”

I was showing a lot of leg. He wasn’t looking at my legs. He was looking at my mouth.

“So would you say that it’s ok for a man to cum in my mouth?”

“…dentally, yes.”

“No, would you say that. Please.”

“It’s ok for you to have that in your mouth.”

“Cum.”

“It’s ok for a man to cum in your mouth.”

“Thank you. I’m really looking forward to it.”

“…”

I realized I had been rubbing my legs together. Ask the nearest woman why she does that. There’s at least two reasons.

If this were all just fantasy, I would have blown him. Sucked him off then and there. I didn’t. I did let my hand dangle off to the side of the chair, hoping he would get the hint and let me touch him. He did let me touch his leg for a moment but just a moment. I hugged him after. I usually did, but this felt much more… like an offer?

I got a survey when I checked out. “Did the dentist answer all your questions?” I put a little heart around the 5. He really did!

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