Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Evil Doctor Does It Again (MFf, oral, mast)
Date: 19 Oct 1995 23:58:09 GMT

			    Doctor's Trust

	Her mom had dragged her to the doctor, of course Jenny
wouldn't have done it herself. She was scared! Not of the doctor, who
she had never met, but of what she had to reveal. Her monthly
menstruation had adroitly stopped. She couldn't be pregnant, having
never had sex before. And her mom figured it was a virus, or some kind
of bug. It was very embarrassing for a fifteen year- old girl to admit
to her mom that she was having problems with her cycle. And when she
finally worked up the nerve to tell her, she is dragged to the doctor.

	She waited on the bench, wearing the paper gown and her cotton
panties. When the doctor came in, she couldn't talk, she was too
nervous. But his deep calm voice steadied her nerves allowing her to
tell the learned man her problem. Jenny was thankful for one thing,
she had talked her mom into not coming into the examination room with
her. How embarrassing!

	"Please lie back Jenny." He stood next to the waist high
table. "Could you remove your panties also."

	Jenny darted her eyes at him, hopping she had misunderstood
him. Then she quickly pulled her panties down her legs, lifting her
bum off the plastic seat to do so. Nervous she watched him, wondering
if he could see anything, though he was studying her chart. She had
never had a vaginal examination before, though had heard of them, and
would obviously not want one now.

	Dr. Allan pulled up the bottom of the paper gown, his hand
immediately cupped her peach fuzz sex mound. "Please put your feet in
the stirrups please." She hesitated and he nodded to the metal
appendices that came out of the foot of the table. When she had her
legs placed, he pushed her knees apart, and slid his finger along the
length of her young vagina. Causing young Jenny to squirm.

	"Do you masturbate Jenny?" She wasn't sure she heard him right
and wanted to say so, but saw the unhumorous eyes looking into hers.
She nodded, yes, embarrassed more than the expectancy of her exam had
been.

	She felt his thick finger slide into her tight vaginal hole,
and stop an inch inside her. He wiggled his finger around and mumbled,
"Virgin," before taking it out. Jenny visibly relaxed while he wrote
notes in her sheet. Then said while leaving, "I'm sending the nurse in
to complete the exam." He as gone. Jenny pulled her gown down past her
vagina and relaxed. Thankfully her appointment would soon be over.

	The small bond nurse who had lead her into this office came
through the door. A gentle smile preceded her like a ray of sunshine.
Relaxing Jenny even further. She placed the lone seat at the foot of
the bench, her warm hands quickly spread the young girls legs. The
paper blouse again had again fallen to her stomach. But the nurse
indicated she should turn on her side facing the wall. The small hands
were fumbling with the knots holding the gown up. Jenny lay back onto
the bench, and watched as the nurse pulled the gown off her body.

	"Please turn onto your stomach." Jenny did, thankful to hide
her front.

	A cool liquid was poured over her back, buttocks and thighs.
"This is just a muscle relaxant, the doctor thinks you may have a high
stress level." The small hands descended onto the girls back and began
to roughly rub. Jenny was in heaven, she had never before received a
massage, and the nurse was an expert. The hands worked the young hard
muscles of her back and shoulders. Very soon they jumped to the calves
and thighs. Jenny couldn't help herself and sighed. When the hands
grasped a shapely buttock in each, she was a little taken back. But
she was soon reassured, and relaxed.

	"Please turn around Jenny."

	The nurse poured a large amount of liquid on the girls chest
and upper thighs. After setting down the bottle, she leaned forward
and began to rub the liquid into the girls neck and shoulders. After a
few moments, she moved down to her almost flat chest, and began to
massage her pouty chest mounds. Jenny was nervous and watched the
nurse work on her. The small blond woman concentrated her work on the
fleshy mounds and the nipples for what seemed like a long time to
Jenny. Then she jumped down to the legs, rubbing the upper inner thigh
until the muscles felt like Jello. When she was finished she placed
the girls heels into the stirrups.

	Jenny didn't realize it but she looked incredibly sexy laying
their, her sun bronzed skin glistening in the fluorescent light, her
long brown hair cascading over the edge of the bench. The nurse stood
back and admired the teenager openly, then sat in the chair at the end
of the table. Jenny watched the woman between her spread thighs, as
she poured more liquid right onto her crack. Without pausing her hand
again descended upon her body, this time right onto her sex mound. The
hand worked the liquid right down into the crack and along the inner
lips.

	The young girl realized the feelings she was feeling and
wanted the nurse to stop. But the massage seemed to rub all the right
places, and constantly stimulated the little bud of her clitoris.
Jenny closed her eyes hoping to hide her excitement, but unconsciously
her hand placed itself over her bosom and gently squeezed
rhythmically.

	The nurse stopped the massage and Jenny breathed a sigh,
thankful that it was almost over.

	Then something smooth, warm, and wet rubbed along the length
of her slit, from her anus to the clit. At first Jenny thought it was
the hand again. But when he thing reached her clitoris it hooked up
something a finger couldn't do.

	Jenny opened her eyes.

	There between her thighs was the blond head of hair, the face
pressed almost against her sex. It was the nurses tongue that had
touched her! Again she felt it, a hand pulling open her outer sex lips
allowing the tongue to lick the most intimate places. Again! And
again!

	The teenager groaned, arched her back on the now-slippery
table, her hands came down and held the mane of hair in two strong
hands. Jenny pressed her sex outwards, pulling in with her hands. It
didn't matter any longer if the woman realized she was excited. The
boundary had been crossed. And the only thing that mattered to the
girl was her own rising excitement.

	The tongue and lips were expert at pleasing a woman, let alone
a girl. Jenny was in heaven, had never felt so good from her own hand
before. The tongue played with the girls bum-hole, trying to force
itself into her but failed. Teeth gently nibbled on the clitoris,
causing the girl to scream in delight. The tongue slid into her
vagina, in and out, fucking her as she imagined a small cock would.

	It was over all too soon. Jenny lasted only a few moments
under the expert tutelage of the nurse. Her orgasm was never this
good, or lasted as long. She wanted more but was unsure how to ask.
Even when the nurse stood up and began to wash her face in the sink,
Jenny imagined what that petite body looked like, tasted like. She
wanted more!

	Of course the girl knew what she had done, what people called
it. But she really didn't care, for the first time someone had made
her feel good, without wanting something in return.

	The blond nurse turned towards the girl, "Do you feel better
Jenny?"

	She was about to answer, but the woman pressed her lips onto
hers. A tongue slide into the mouth, played with hers. They kissed for
a long time, Jenny wrapped her arms around the woman's neck not
wanting to ever let go. The teen could taste an unfamiliar substance
on the woman's lips, and knew it was her own vaginal juices.

	Finally the nurse pulled away, smiled down at the urgent girl
and then said, "You should come back next week for another checkup!!?"
Jenny nodded enthusiastically.

	When she was alone, Jenny began to touch herself, trying to
bring back that great feeling she had momentarily experienced earlier.
But couldn't. Her hands were nothing like the nurse's tongue, could
never please her in the same way. Jenny would indeed be back in a
week.