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Playing Doctor
by Art Montage (1998)
***
A doctor finds he must give a patient a physical after
hours and that he really ends up enjoying the
experience. (MF, intr, asian, oral, sex)
***
'Man has it been a long day;' I think as I take off my
lab coat.
"Where are you going?" asks Mary, my temp for the day.
"I'm hoping to get to the club in time for a racquetball
match I have scheduled," I tell her, wonder why her
concern about my personal life.
"Well should I tell the patient in five you're canceling
her appointment," Mary says.
'What a day,' I say to myself again. First, my nurse is
sick, ironically too sick to come to the doctor's
office. Then I realize every quarter hour has been over-
booked with people trying to get in for their flu shots.
There goes racquetball.
"No, I'll see her," I tell her.
At the door of five, I slip on my lab coat and realize
the patient's file is empty, with the name Vi Xen on it.
"Couldn't you find her file?" I ask Mary.
"She doesn't have one, she's a new patient," Mary
informs me. "And I really hate to do this to you but I
will have to leave at 5:30."
Looking at my watch, I realize that is in 15 minutes.
Stepping into the room I don't notice the new patient, I
am pre-occupied with adding the obligatory information -
- like the date -- to the new file. I walk to the
counter and set the file down, continuing to write.
"I'm sorry I'm a bit rushed, I hope you didn't wait
long," I say, and then her perfume hit me. It wasn't
strong, but sensual and alluring. I stop writing and
pivot toward this scent that has me captivated.
"No, I came right from work and just got here. I barely
had time to put on the gown before you came in," Ms. Xen
says. She is Asian, as I had guessed by the name. Her
thin lips break into a smile. There is an awkward pause
and I am nervous just being in the room with this
beautiful young woman.
"I hate to ask you this, but my nurse is leaving in 10
minutes, and I hadn't planned on staying much longer
myself... but could we reschedule this appointment," I
ask.
I instantly know what the young woman is thinking, or at
least I know this isn't such a great idea for her.
"I-I... well," Ms. Xen is stumbling. "It's just that I'm
not sure if it is possible. My schedule is quite hectic.
It took me two months to make this appoint me. And the
fact is; I need to have this physical for my job."
Most of her words just go right past me. My head is
spinning from the scent of her cologne. I feel I have
hurt her feelings and for some reason, the sadness in
her voice has me feeling guilty.
"Umm," I begin to stutter myself, "The problem is my
nurse has to leave and... well technically I am not
supposed to be alone with a patient."
Just at that moment, Mary sticks her head in the door.
She has her coat on and says, "I left the paperwork on
the counter. I have to leave now, my ride is here."
"Okay," I say and Mary is gone.
"We are alone now, couldn't you do the physical," Ms.
Xen pleads.
"You see Ms. Xen, well you understand the situation
right," I say feeling uncomfortable. It is the first
time in the past eight years I have been alone with a
patient."
"Doctor, I understand. I don't care, really. It's the
only way I can get this done and I feel I can trust you,
right?" Ms. Xen says, and flashes me a smile.
I hesitate. This is just the situation a doctor is to
avoid; it is also one of those temptations: A beautiful
woman, alone... after hours. Plus I just can't stop
looking at this attractive woman. She isn't the picture
of innocence that is normally associated with Asian,
instead her beauty felt like an invitation.
"Doctor, please," Ms. Xen says after my lack of
response.
"Okay," I say. "I will still have to be thorough; this
will probably take at least half an hour."
"That is fine," she says and I can see the muscles in
her shoulders relax. "My evenings are usually free, it's
your office hours when I have trouble arranging
appointments."
"Hmmm, Maybe I should have evening hours," I say, hoping
to get our relationship on more comfortable terms.
"That would be very convenient," she says in a non-
committal tone, but her smile has a suggestive nature
about it.
I grab the file, sat down and begin to ask the questions
my nurse would ask during the pre-exam, things like age,
past health problems, address, etc. The conversation
feels odd to me. Partly because it normal is something
someone else does for me, but also because many of the
questions are things I might ask on a first or second
date.
At first I hesitated, asking the personal questions,
focusing more on what was directly health related. Then
I realized the interview was heading into a more
personal direction. What began as questions about her
menstrual cycle turned into questions about her sex
life.
"I haven't dated anyone in the last year, mainly because
I was doubling up on my class load," Xen said responding
to a question. "Then I got this job. Much of my time has
been occupied with moving, settling in - both in my
apartment and at my job.
"So you haven't had sex in about a year," I asked her. I
was caught in a dilemma between professionalism and
physically attraction -- interestingly enough, both
demanded the same questions.
She didn't answer, instead she looked down and began to
blush.
"Ms. Xen, I'm not asking to make a judgment. If you have
had sex, as your physician, I should know. Especially if
we need to discuss birth control," I said, trying to
make her feel comfortable.
Shyly she looked up and said, "Birth control is not an
issue."
Now it was I who was uncomfortable. I wasn't sure what
she was trying to say, or not say. My first thought was
that maybe she was in-fertile.
She sensed my misunderstanding of her comment, looked
away and said, "When you say sex, do you mean
masturbation?"
I wasn't sure what to say and I almost burst out with a
laugh.
"I, well now, that wasn't what..." I was really
stumbling, and really wishing I had a nurse to ask these
questions.
"I masturbate a lot," Xen said. Her body temperature was
probably rising, that would explain how her perfume was
again finding it's way to my senses.
"There is nothing wrong with masturbating," I said.
"Twice a day!?" she snapped back.
"There really isn't a norm for this activity," I try to
calm her, but when I said 'activity' I felt like I was
old man. "I mean, everyone's libido is as different as
people are different. It's not something I would hold
against you."
I chuckled, hoping to make her understand it wasn't
anything to be concerned about, yet with her perfume
invading my olfactory nerves all I could think about was
to 'hold her against me.'
I crossed my legs because, part of my discomfort was
because I masturbated a lot...and I wanted to do so as
soon as possible. Anything to get rid of the erection
that was trapped in my pants...and hopefully hid by my
lab coat.
"I'm sorry to confess this to you, but lately...well I
have felt uncontrollable," Xen said. Right at that point
I realized that it wasn't her perfume I was
smelling...it was her scent. With just the lab smock on,
and sitting on the exam table her obvious excitement was
floating in the air.
'What was doing,' I thought to myself. I shouldn't be
alone with this woman. The desire I was feeling was the
exact reason it was so foolish. Yet at the same time,
know that she was secreting excitement between her legs
was too much for me.
"And what are you thinking, when you have these
'urges?'" I ask, deciding I might as well follow this
trail to a conclusion. With that, I put on my
stethoscope and stood up.
"Usually it's a situation," she said. I placed the
stethoscope on an exposed area of her chest. The
stethoscope was cold and she flinched, causing her smock
to ride up on her legs.
"Mmmm Hmm," I said as a question and she continued.
"Like I will be at work and my boss will ask me to work
on a project, late at night," Xen continued and I moved
the stethoscope around to her back. I knew she was
excited, her heart was thumping about 90 beats a minute.
"While we are working on the project one thing will lead
to another... and..."
"Take a deep breath," I said, with the stethoscope on
her back.
Interestingly she was completely exposed in the back
since the nurse had not tied the fastens. "Okay, breathe
out. Now when you are alone... in your thoughts... are
you intimated... or are you afraid of your boss in
reality?"
"No. When I am, well... masturbating, I am in control.
It is... he is doing what I want," she said and allowed
the smock to slide over her shoulders.
"Have you ever acted out on these scenarios?" I asked
her and went to her file at the counter pretending to
write down some information.
"Not really," she said.
I turned back to her, she was smiling and she had taken
her arms out of the smock. It was resting on her lap,
covering up her pussy. Her breasts where creamy white in
comparison to her tanned shoulders.
"I see," I said and we both knew I was speaking
figuratively AND literally. "Will you lay down on your
stomach."
Here head faced away from me, but as I began to undress
I could she her smile broaden: "And what do you think
would happen, if you acted out this fantasy... when you
were alone with your boss?"
"I don't know," she said, with lilt of playfulness in
her voice. "I guess I would continue to act innocent,
but want to be in control. Hopefully he would know, I
was excited and wanted him, but I would have to say so
it would just happen."
While she talked, I finished undressing and grabbed a
condom from the second drawer of the counter.
"How would he know you were excited and wanted him," I
asked standing at the end of the exam table.
"It varies," she said and with her comments lifted her
hips. "Maybe I would just kind of find myself naked and
lift up my hips a little bit. Other times I am so horny
and slutty that I get on all fours like a dog."
As she was getting up on all fours, I put on the condom.
It was a little funny to me. Often I had explained to my
younger male patients how to put on a condom right in
this very office. I had a dildo I used for
demonstration, in the condom drawer.
"And are you horny?" I asked, but when she looked back
at me, I added, "At this point in your fantasy."
She lowered her head and elbows to the table and said,
"Yes, so much so that I don't need any foreplay."
"Never?" I asked, crawling up onto the table. I placed
my left hand on her left hip and with my right hand
placed my penis against the lips of her vagina.
"Mmmm...um, no," her voice trembled. "The foreplay comes
later."
I held my penis against her labia and rubbed her ass
with my left hand.
"Later, huh?" I said.
"Yes," as she said that I thrust into her. She moaned in
pleasure.
Slowly I slid out and when the head of my penis was
almost out of her, I plunged back in. Both of my hands
held her hips and I pumped in and out of her. the first
several thrusts I would slide out slowly and Xen would
grunt when I slammed back into her, but after about five
slow exits I began to pull her hips in a quick in and
out motion. She was right, she was excited and foreplay
was not need for this first time.
While I was thrusting into her, she began to edge
forward and I had to put my hands on the table to keep
from falling on her. Holding myself up with my right
hand, I grabbed her left breasts and squeezed it,
working my fingers to her nipple.
"MMmmm," I groaned and came like an air bubble expanding
to the surface of a secluded pond. I knew she had not
come, but I knew that would happen later -- we still had
not had any foreplay.
* * *
After releasing an orgasm into Xen, I realized how
precarious our position was on top of the exam table.
From our doggy position atop the table, I held the
condom against my penis and pulled out of Xen.
I sat back, straddling the table, and pulled the penis
off my now deflating penis. Tying a knot in the condom I
tossed it toward the counter where the garbage can was.
I reached behind me and pulled out the extension on the
table so I could lean back onto my elbows.
While I was doing this, Xen had turned around and faced
me.
"Well Ms. Xen, that was certainly more exhilarating than
the racquetball match I had lined up," I told her.
"Doctor, call me Vi," Vi asked and leaned onto her
elbows, with her face near my penis.
"After all, we're now on an intimate level," she
explained and licked some of the sperm that was on the
side of my penis.
"Ummm, yes. And call me Ross," I said as she licked more
sperm of my penis.
My penis, had deflated to its small relaxed state, but
Vi's cleansing fellatio was about to re-awaken my
excitement. After four or five more licks she put her
whole mouth around it, clamping her lips against it as
she pulled her head away.
I was now becoming erect again. Vi grabbed my testicles
with her left and began to work the shaft with her
right.
"I hope you don't mind a little cock teasing after a
fuck?" Vi said slipping me her trademark salacious
smile, then she bobbed her head down on my penis.
"Na...na," I couldn't really verbalize, instead I just
smiled and nodded.
She pushed her lips down onto my cock until I was
moaning.
Stopping with her lips and putting her hands on the
sides of my penis, "You like?" she asked a redundant
question. Xen placed her tongue on the top of my cock
and then began to roll my cock with her hands, like
bread dough. It was like she was trying to start a fire
by rolling a stick in her hands and needless to say she
was igniting the flames of passion.
Placing her lips where her tongue was, upon the head of
my penis, she rolled my cock several more times. Xen
then slipped her hands down the shaft of my penis,
followed by her lips. Her thumbs grazed over my balls
and met under my sack. With her thumbs touching and her
hands pressing against my pelvis, Xen had formed a
harness for my testicles.
She began to bob her head, mischievously using her
tongue to play with the underside of my cock as she
slipped her mouth up and down. Leaning forward I kissed
the top of her head, then I am able to bend around to
kiss the nape of her neck, taking in fragrance of her
delicate perfume. I reached around her shoulders and
grabbed her breasts.
Then she stopped moving her head and has focused her
tongue, flickering it against my penis; increasing the
pressure and slowing the pace when I firmly squeeze her
tits. My body freezes stiff and I dribble out what
little sperm is left in me. What my orgasm lacks in cum;
it makes up in the intensity of pressure released. I am
delirious with the pleasure of her cock-sucking talents
and the smell of her perfume that has my thoughts
spinning.
Rotating my hands I hold her ribs and pull her up from
her elbows, so she is face to face and after two
orgasms, I kiss her for the first time. Gentle little
pecks at first, and a squeeze of her lower lip with my
lips, then holding the back of her neck I slip my tongue
into her mouth. We kiss for several minutes, exploring
the intimacy, normally associated with the prelude to
sex.
Parting lips, I look into her beautiful, dark eyes.
"Let's not forget, part of this examine includes several
orgasms quaking from your thighs," I tell Vi and then
embrace her.
"You'll hear no argument from me," she reply over my
shoulder.
* * *
Vi laid back on her elbows, on the examining table. She
glowed with a salacious smile. My beautiful Asian
patient was ready for the rest of her physical.
I side my hips back on the table. Leaning forward,
lifting her shapely legs over my shoulders, I began to
kiss her inner thighs, alternating between the left and
right. The whole time I inched my face closer to her
vulva, and the pleats of her labia.
I traced a circle around her lips, then from several
centimeters from her anus, I licked to her clitoris. Vi
lifted her hips up with my lick, so I ran my tongue the
length of her pussy several more times. I could tell by
her breathing she was past due, when it came to cashing
in on orgasms.
I slide two fingers easily into her steamy pussy. My
thumb bumped against my chin as I licked her clit and
fingered her pussy.
"Aahhh...ummm," cooed my patient.
Turning over my hand, so my index and middle fingers
curled up, I rubbed the ceiling of her vagina. The force
of my fingers pushed her pelvis and clitoris against my
mouth. I gobbled up her pussy.
Vi's moans were becoming longer and ran together. When
the tone lowered, with her groans coming from the back
of her throat, I stopped licking. I flatten my tongue
against her clit, applying pressure. From the corner of
my eye, I could see she had clenched her hands into
fists and was pushing down on the table so she could
push her hips to my mouth with more force.
By just slightly moving my tongue and applying pressure,
I had Vi flexing her body. She was so stiff and
beautiful, like a porcelain doll. A horny doll.
Vi squealed and for a second I thought she might have
pulled a muscle, but when she grabbed my head and began
to thrash her hips I knew that she was not feeling any
pain. She began to mumble something in Japanese that
sounded like, "Eye Cooo."
I widened my two fingers, like a peace sign and pulled
out of her, then inserted them together. I continued to
do this and suck on her little clit, pulling it into my
mouth and flicking it with the tip of my tongue. I lost
count, but she came several more times like this.
Her mumbling and moaning was erotica to my ears and I
could feel my penis pressing against the table.
I propped myself up on the table with my arms. Vi had
her eyes closed and was smiling. She seemed ready for a
nap, but that would have to wait. I reached down below
the table's mattress, to the drawer. When I found the
condom, there I sat up; Vi's ankles rested on my
shoulders and I kissed her instep. While I opened the
condom and placed it on my penis, Vi rubbed the side of
my face with her foot.
With the condom on, I rolled my shoulders forward. This
motion pushed Vi's hips up, off the table. Her weight
now rested on her shoulder blades and her lovely calves
against my shoulders. I crawled forward on the table. My
movement took her legs toward her shoulders and when I
leaned forward to kiss her; her knees pressed against
her chest.
As our tongues danced together like eels in an aquarium
-- exchanging sparks -- my cock rubbed against her
inflamed vulva. Vi hand her hands clasped behind my
neck, but she unfolded her hands and slid her right hand
between our bodies. When she reached my cock I lifted up
my hips and she made a fist around my erection.
Holding my penis like a handle she rubbed the head of my
erection through her pubic hair. Occasionally she would
tease me and bring my cock near the entrance of orchid
garden, but when I would shift my hips to thrust into
her; she would push my penis back to her belly.
I broke our kiss and moaned, begging her with my eyes.
She grant me my wish and lined my penis up between her
labia. When I thrusted into her, she folded at her mid-
section from the force. I slide out a bit and Vi pushed
her calves against my shoulders; bringing her pelvis up
to mine.
Her hand was still between us, and I separated our
bodies, to allow her to move it. Vi used the space to
reach my balls. The motion brought our faces together
and I kissed her eyes as she fondled my testicles. Her
arm formed distance, a small distance, between us. My
penis only slide half way into her wet folds, but with
her hand caressing my balls and the tip of my penis
gliding in and out, I was curling my toes with pleasure.
I was so aroused that I started to slap my body against
Vi's arm. When she sensed I was about to come, she
released my balls and began to fondle the base of my
shaft.
"UUUUMmmm," I moaned and I could feel Vi bite my
shoulder as pushed myself as deep as I could into her. I
mashed her hand between us and began to come. As my
sperm squirted I moved my hips back, to give her hand
some room. She gently grabbed my penis gain, feeling my
orgasm pump into her.
I looked at this vixen and her eyes were smiling with
mischievous delight.
Whatever her need was at work for a physical... needless
to say she did quite well.
END
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