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Gynecological Visit- An erotic short story Sophia winced as the door shut, leaving her alone with the exam table. The damn thing took up all breathable space. She fiddled with the ties keeping her hoodie cinched around her head. There was a metal tray next to the table that coldly shined from polished steel, and it held up an assortment of weaponry. Was the gynecologist really going to use them on her?
Did the Hague Convention know such things existed? Her legs clenched protectively in her baggy sweat pants. Grudgingly she put her purse down on the floor and started to pull her arms out of the sweatshirt and tug it up over her head. Locks of shiny brown hair stuck to the fleece lining, and she had to press down on her hair to stop it from looking disheveled. Folding her hoodie and sweatpants neatly on top of her purse, she extracted her feet from shoes and socks, leaving her red laced satin panties and bra for last.
It was bad enough that the people in the waiting room knew she was going to be naked.
Donning the crappy paper gown, she fought with the plastic strips to keep it lashed around her body, and only then did she reach inside to unclip her bra and snake the panties down her legs. She jumped seeing the red slink down over her feet, and gently bent down to add them to the pile of embarrassment. On second thought, she tucked her undergarments between the hoodie and pants.
No one needed to see her selection of lingerie. Now there was nothing left to do but shimmy onto the table and figure out what to do with her legs.
Eventually, she decided on crossed legs and folding her hands on her lap for a more proper ladylike appearance. She tried to memorize the posters on the wall alerting her to dangers of unprotected sex, but despite strenuous efforts, her eyes wandered back to the stirrups. Why did doctors put little socks on them? Did they think that made them less of a bondage implement?
Clearly, it was a male doctor move. And while she was at it, whoever deed thin robes for places kept at subarctic temperatures? It was probably another damn misogynistic man attempting to show dominance over the female form. Ranting was warming her up, but a wrap at the door stopped the next harangue.
Her body froze into a solid mass with still beating warm inner core as the door creaked open and a white coat breezed in. In truth, she was looking down to avoid eye contact. But the legs went up and so did her eyes, taking in that the white coat ended at upper thighs with no proof a miniskirt existed underneath. Sophia licked her Lesbian gyno stories, unsettled by the warmth spreading from her legs towards her pussy and mystified that her eyes were travelling to check out if the doctor was wearing a bra.
Had to be a form of white coat syndrome feeding off the fact she was about to be vaginally probed. She placed a hand on each shoulder and started pushing Sophia down. No one had put a painting up their so she counted the swirls in the grey-green paint.
She was up to ten, when her clit was squeezed out of its hood, drawing out a yelp from her clenched lips. People seldom check themselves out fully enough to notice changes. And it is such an important part of you, no? Sophia squirmed on the table, her butt cheeks pressing together hoping to draw her legs in against the stirrups. I know this is uncomfortable but you are responding so nicely. No nerve damage, plenty of blood flow, you perk up quite nicely. Sophia spluttered. Sophia levitated off the table, only her confined heels and the hand on her Lesbian gyno stories keeping her grounded.
You have full sensation here, but does it go all the way in? I believe everyone one should know where it is.
This is for educational purposes, my dear. Just lay back and relax. The exam will be over soon. She would have sworn Gloria was trying to get the two fingers to meet. Her body jerked as fiery heat erupted inside her, making her thighs sweat and liquid bead up around her opening. Glory rubbed the liquid onto Sophia clit and intensified the stroking, making her clit retract inward under pressure then spring back out for more, again and again. Spine spasming, Sophia thrashed riding a wave of stabbing shocks that scorched her stomach, legs trying desperately to kick.
In human combustion, Sophia screamed as white heat scalded her flesh and a throbbing explosion made her rocket off the table, fading out thoughts. Gloria removed her hands. Quite pleased with your test. The receptionist will schedule the appointment.
Next time I would prefer if you scheduled a longer visit. Sophia watched the closed door, but nothing happened. Releasing herself from the stirrups, she slumped to the floor to get her clothes. Damn doctors for always being in such a rush. Add a reference: Book Author. Search for a book to add a reference. We take abuse seriously in our discussion boards. Only flag comments that clearly need our attention.
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