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Playing Doctor
by Scott S. Stevens (sstevens@omnifest.uwm.edu)
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I look back, with dissonance, at those times when my
sister and I engaged in what is now called incest. It is
a taboo, immoral and dangerous, but we were children,
innocent and impulsive. The memories are very
stimulating to me, even with minimal embellishments.
(m/g, inc, 1st, youths, cons)
***
Patty is a couple of years younger than I, and our first
sexual contact occurred when we were both pre-pubescent.
It was raining outside, so we were restricted to the
house. Dad was out in the garage, and mom was in bed
with a migraine headache.
Patty and I were playing in her room when the idea to
play "doctor" was brought up. That line of play sounded
interesting, and I was quick to volunteer to be the
doctor. I started to perform the physical examination by
looking at her eyes, asking her to look at various
points around her bedroom, and quizzing her on what she
saw. She said "AWWW" as I looked in her mouth. I then
checked her ears and her hearing.
I placed my ear on her back as to listen to her
breathing, and after complaining that I couldn't hear
anything, asked my "patient" to remove her shirt. She
agreed to lift her shirt up, but wanted to leave it on.
I placed my ear on her back, listened to a few
respirations, and asked her to cough. I told her I was
going to check her temperature by putting my hand on her
stomach, and lifted the front of her shirt high enough
to catch a glimpse of a nipple, but she quickly pulled
her shirt back down.
I bartered for it to be raised to a spot just beneath
her boobs, then placed my hands on her stomach and
commented that her temperature seemed normal. I
verbalized my entry into her imaginary chart, then told
her I needed to listen to the heart beat. I slowly
reached for her shirt. Not meeting any resistance, I
raised it well above her small breasts and rested my
head on her chest. I was trying to listen to her heart,
but was distracted by the large nipples only inches away
from my mouth. I counted her pulse, a few times, and
said to her that everything seeming normal... so far.
I continued the role-playing and told my sister I had to
perform a breast examination. and insisted she remove
her shirt. She looked at me with suspicion, but I
authoritatively told her it was necessary... um... as
part of the exam. She sighed, crossed her arms over her
stomach, grasped the bottom of her shirt, and slowly
raising her arms, she lifted the shirt over her head.
I stared, with amazement, at her bare upper body and
those new mounds. I reached out with a trembling hand
and touched a small, developing breast. The site and
touch made my heart sink to my stomach and gave me a
erection which pulsated through my shorts. I slowly and
gently rubbed a breast, and then both, and played with
the nipples between my fingers.
I informed her that I needed to lick them (being the
responsible doctor that I was) and I leaned in toward a
nipple. She pulled back initially, but quickly relaxed.
She seemed to enjoy this, because the nipples got
pointier. I continued by saying I needed to see if there
was any milk. I started sucking, softly and slowly at
first, but soon becoming more forceful with my futile
attempts to find milk. Little hickeys where created
around her nipples.
Rounding second, heading to third.
I wanted to savor the moment, but at the same time, was
anxious to further the exam. I told her that she should
have a COMPLETE physical, and told her to remove her
shorts. She presented with a token resistance, but
obviously horny, she obliged after only a minimal amount
of my medical rationalizing.
She pulled down her shorts, leaving her panties in
place. We spent most of our days in the sun and had dark
tans, so when she coyly turned her back to me and
finally pushed down her panties, her tiny white butt was
almost blinding. A virgin, even to the sun. She jumped
on to her bed and lay on her stomach.
I climbed on to her bed and pulled the shorts and
panties off from around her thighs. I looked at,
touched, even smelled her butt... all in the name of a
physical examination. Eagerly, I tried to roll her over
onto her back, but she resisted. I tried again, and this
time she gave-in by rolling over and covered her
genitalia with her hands.
I asked for her cooperation, since I was only making
sure she was healthy, and she put her hands to her side,
exposing a budding clitoris within her bald folds of
skin. I told her to spread her legs, slowly she obeyed,
and I knelt between her knees.
I had no idea what a doctor looked for when examining a
female's anatomy, but I thought I'd start with a close
look. I leaned forward and lowered my face towards her
lap. She asked me what I was going to do, and I told her
I just wanted to look. She allowed me to continue. I
could smell what seemed a mixture of sweat with a touch
of pee.
With trembling hands, I inspected her fleshy organ. It
was pink and slippery and complicated. The all-knowing
doctor asked her from where she pees. She lifted her
knees, pulled back on her labia, and showed me her
anatomy. I wanted to get closer, and asked if I could
touch her clit with my tongue... she agreed. I initially
only tasted her, then slowly increased the pressure and
was licking her.
I asked her if I could lick her "sex hole". She raised
her knees higher and spread her legs father apart. I
lowered my face deep into the corner formed by her inner
thighs. She was wet, and it was salty, and there was
that pee smell again, and I thought that maybe my mouth
shouldn't be down there after all, so I lifted my head
and returned my attention to her clitoris.
I continued with this and asked if I could put my finger
into her, but that seemed to cross some arbitrary line
that said things were going too far. She refused all the
doctor's excuses. I returned to licking her clitoris and
was eventually able to touch the area around her vagina.
Not really knowing what to do next, I wrapped-up my
examination by commenting that she was in PERFECT
health, and insisted it was her turn.
"Dr. Sister" went through a similar oral, vision,
hearing, and reflex exam that had been performed on her,
and instead of the breast exam, she wanted to check my
"bone". She didn't need to ask twice for me to remove my
shorts. She performed a close, visual inspection and
wanted to measured my erection.
She placed a ruler next to my shaft and when she touched
me, I jumped. It was incredibly stimulating, like
nothing I ever experienced when touching myself. She
continued by taking a close look at my bald scrotum. I
could feel her breath on me, and the sac contracted a
little. She was humored by this, and gently touched my
scrotum and played with my testicles.
I told her she should also lick me as part of the
medical exam, and she lightly touched my pouch with her
tounge. I directed her mouth to the head, but there was
a drop of fluid on the tip, and she didn't want to get
it in her mouth (she thought it was pee). She
compromised, and put her mouth to the side of the shaft
and darted across my boner with the tip of her tongue.
God, how I really wanted to have her put me DEEP into
her mouth, though I probably would have cum immediately.
We were both horny, and the doctor role had played out
to as far as it could go. We asked each other how we
masturbated. She showed me how she rubbed her clitoris
and occasionally inserted her finger into her vagina.
She confessed to sometimes inserting a finger into her
"butt-hole", and showed me that, also.
I showed her how I stroked myself while playing with my
balls. I also admitted to fingering my rectum, and I
obliged to her requests to do so. Soon, we repositioned
ourselves, face to face, side by side, and began
masterbating each other. I clumsily rubbed her bundle of
nerves, and she jerked my boner with her little fist.
She moaned that she was "close", and within seconds we
were cumming together on her bed, counting our orgasmic
contractions while they were occurring. She played with
the small amount of jism for a little while and then we
hurried to redress. We promised not to tell mom or dad,
and then went off to play.
I look back at the sexual episodes with my sister with
feelings of love, and innocence, at a time to where I
wish I could return. And yeah, I also get a "woody". A
few years ago (after a few drinks), I brought up the
topic of our childhood sexual curiousity to her, and how
it stimulated me as an adult, but she looked away and
quickly talked about something else. Initially, I
thought it meant that she was embarrassed or otherwise
upset about our sexual past.
Perhaps I was too blunt, but upon discovering the sexual
freedom of cyberspace, I am now considering the
possibility that she also looks back at our sexual past
with warm regards, though may be too embarrassed by the
incest "label". And yeah, I'll also admit to fantasizing
about doing it together... again... as adults. I am such
a dog.
If you would like to share stories, feel free to send
them to me. If there are any ladies who would like to
exhange some E(rotic)-mail, I am always "up" for that!
Love, laughs, and licks,
Scott Sebastian Stevens
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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