                      At the doctor's office
                         An Erotic Story

     "Karen Stanwick?" The pretty young girl in the nurse's 
uniform looked much too young to hold the job; seeming to be 
barely a year or two older than the budding teenager who rose 
from the chair in the waiting room.  Still, her professional 
attitude and the crisp white uniform covering the firm young body 
underneath, did a lot to add authority to her position.  The 
smile she had for the 13-year-old, rising as her name was called, 
did a lot to dispel the younger girl's anxiety.
     "Is this your first complete sex checkup?" she asked; 
scribbling notes in the pad of paper that was in the binder.  
Karen could tell from the quick glimpse she had of the contents 
that it contained what was probably her entire medical history.
     "Yes," she said, somewhat nervously; wondering why the young 
woman didn't just read that information out of the file in front 
of her.  Then she realized that the nurse probably didn't have 
time to read the entire file.  Karen was just one person of many 
that the girl had to keep notes on.
     "Oh.  In that case, perhaps you'd rather have your mother 
present . . . at least during your first time?  Some girls feel a 
little nervous about having their first sexual examination by a 
male doctor."  The friendly grin of the older girl somewhat 
reassured the 13-year-old that she wouldn't be considered 
"chicken" or even unusual to want one of her parents present at 
that time.
     Karen blushed.  The LAST thing she wanted, was to have her 
mother watching at what was sure to be an embarrassing moment for 
her; as the doctor did all those things she had heard about.  
Especially, since it involved her "private-parts".  Karen was 
afraid she would be even more embarrassed if her mother saw her 
being touched "down there", than she would if she was alone with 
the doctor.  Once again she blushed, as she tried to explain this 
to the older girl.  "No," she said, I'd rather do it alone . . . 
I mean I'd rather be alone with the doctor, when he . . . Oh you 
know what I mean."
     Cindy grinned at the girl's embarrassment; but it was a 
friendly grin.  After all, it hadn't been all that many years ago 
that SHE had her first sex-exam; as the two-year-old down in the 
clinic's child-care facility testified.  (One of the many 
benefits of working for Doctor Curtis.)
     "It's OK," she reassured the younger girl.  "Most girls 
prefer to have someone present, like a nurse or one of their 
parents, for the first time; but not all do.  Some feel more 
comfortable with just the doctor.  We here at the Curtis clinic 
appreciate that; and try to make your checkup as pleasant as 
possible.  So, if you'd rather just have the doctor, that can be 
arranged too.  When it was my first time, I had my mother, my 
father, AND the nurse there . . . I was scared shitless."  She 
grinned at the younger girl.
     Looking up at the crisp white uniform of the nurse, who 
didn't look a day over 17 herself, Karen found this hard to 
believe; especially with the sexy walk and unconscious wiggle 
that the older girl put in every move she made.


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     "Really?" she asked.  "I'm scared I'll cry or something; and 
that would embarrass me so much, I'd just DIE if my parents saw 
me.  Especially Mother.  She seems to think girls don't have to 
learn about sex; they just have to DO it, like she always did.  
All this 'modern foolishness' seems like just that to her.  You 
know how mothers are."
     Both girls grinned at each other.  Being only six years 
older than the younger girl at 19, Cindy could still appreciate 
the generational difference.
     "Well, thank goodness people are more civilized these days," 
observed Cindy as she ushered the barely teenaged "patient" into 
the examining room.  "Anyway, I've got to take down a bunch of 
information first.  Dr. Curtis has scheduled you for two hours 
this morning.  It usually doesn't take that long, but he wants to 
be sure.  In the meantime, I've got to get some preliminary 
information, and do some tests.  Let's get started."
     Karen settled herself down on the small shelf that passed 
for a chair; while Cindy settled down in the real one and started 
making marks in the book in front of her.
     "Any Allergies?" she asked.
     "No."
     "High blood pressure?"
     "No."
     "Heart attacks, Rheumatic fever, Bleeding?" Cindy rattled 
on.
     "No, no, no."
     "Any STDs?"  At the older girl's question, Karen looked 
puzzled.
     "Sexually-Transmitted-Diseases . . . Syphilis, Gonorrhea, 
HIV?"
     "No."  Karen was blushing again.
     "Of course not; this is your first time. . . Still, we're 
required to ask."  Cindy continued, "Are you taking any drugs, or 
on any medication?"
     "No."  Karen's blush was even brighter.
     "Have you had Chickenpox, Mumps, Measles, or Whooping-
cough?"
     "Mumps, I think, when I was six."
     The questioning went on for almost 10 minutes; getting 
increasingly personal.  By the time Cindy asked her about 
masturbating, and how and with what she did it, Karen's cheeks 
were flaming red.  Her questions about the girl's menstruation 
were almost tame after that.  After finding out that Karen had 
been menstruating for six months, regular for the last three, and 
had just finished her last period about a week and a half 
earlier, the older girl put down her pen almost with a sigh of 
relief.  "At least YOUR mother listened to the instructions," she 
sighed, as she pulled an arm-cuff from a drawer and fitted it 
around Karen's arm.  "Now I'll get your blood-pressure; take a 
couple of blood-samples; and as soon as the results are in, Dr. 
Curtis will be in to see you . . . OK?"
     "OK."  Karen was getting tired of all this.





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     Cindy drew two tiny pipettes of blood from the girl's 
finger, and instructed the child to "Get undressed; Dr. Curtis 
will be in as soon as he finishes with his last patient.  He's 
allotted the whole rest of the morning to you, and it shouldn't 
be long."  She motioned to the hook on the door and some hangers 
for the younger girl to hang her clothes on.
     "Uh. . . COMPLETELY undressed?" asked Karen; ears flaming.
     "Completely," confirmed Cindy.  "This is a SEXUAL 
examination.  The doctor is going to examine EVERY part of your 
body.  Shoes, shirt, everything."
     "But aren't I supposed to put on a gown or something?" asked 
Karen; looking around for the blue tie-in-back paper gowns that 
she had always worn when getting examined before.
     "Maybe you're still a little young for this," said Cindy; 
looking at the 13-year-old speculatively.  "Perhaps you WOULD 
rather have your mother or me present, if you're going to be 
embarrassed at being naked with Dr. Curtis?"
     Hurriedly Karen started stripping.  "I was just wondering," 
she said defensively, as she stripped off her blouse right in 
front of the older girl; as if daring her to make something of 
it.
     Cindy grinned.  That line usually worked.  "I'll see you 
after the examination," she said; slipping out the door.  Karen 
was too busy peeling her short little skirt down to do more than 
grunt.  "Now you have a good time with Dr. Curtis," said the 
nurse, as she closed the door.
     For almost 10 minutes, Karen waited; shivering slightly in 
the cool office air.  Finally a knock came at the door; but it 
was only Cindy again.
     "Forgot your weight," said the older girl; as she grabbed 
Karen by the wrist, and hauled her out of the examination room 
into the hall and onto a scale.  When she tried to grab at least 
a shirt to wrap around herself, Cindy stopped her.  "No," she 
said firmly.  "We want to weigh YOU; not something you're 
wearing.  This'll only take a second."
     Wordlessly, Karen stood on the scale in the hallway; aware 
that anyone in the waiting-room could see her if they tried.  
Several people passed by, but nobody noticed while Cindy 
carefully balanced the weights, and then took her height with the 
arm on the scale.  "54 inches, 95 pounds" murmured Cindy, as she 
marked them in the book; seemingly oblivious to the embarrassment 
of the little girl standing naked on the scale next to her.
     It was just after they finished, but before Karen had made 
it back to the safety of the examining room, when she heard a 
little boy's voice say loudly, "Look Mama, that girl's NAKED!"
     It seemed like every eye in the room turned like a 
searchlight on the shivering little girl standing naked just 
outside the door, before Cindy mercifully opened it, and Karen 
escaped inside.  She heard the woman outside hushing her child as 
she did so.
     The child didn't want to be hushed.  "But Mama!" came the 
treble voice; loud and shrill even through the door, "I SAW 
her . . . she WAS naked."




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     Karen felt like she was about to die of embarrassment.  She 
was SO embarrassed, she barely noticed the door opening again; as 
Dr. Curtis entered quietly, and closed the door.  "Good 
afternoon, Karen," he said kindly; holding out a friendly hand.
     Once again Karen's ears flamed.  She regretted her earlier 
insistence that she be alone with the doctor.  This was the first 
time she had ever been completely nude in front of anyone except 
her own parents; and the last time that had happened, she had 
been almost too young to remember it.
     It didn't help that Dr. Curtis was as naked as she was; not 
even shoes or socks on his feet.  His penis was a soft dangle 
bouncing in the matted hair of his groin.  Thank goodness for 
that.  If it had been erect and pointing at her, Karen would 
probably have shrieked or fainted.  As it was, she could barely 
keep her eyes off it; like a bird watches a snake.
     "Uh . . . I . . . Uh," she responded; barely able to take 
the proffered hand and shake it; while keeping her eyes glued on 
the sexual apparatus of the handsome young man she supposed was 
Dr. Curtis.
     Dr. Goodwin Curtis (No, people did NOT call him 
"Goody" . . . at least not to his face, anyway. . . . His 
nickname was "Doug.") was not insensitive.  In his work, he 
couldn't afford to be.  The naked little girl shivering in the 
cool air of the examining room looked ready to faint from 
freight; and her staring at his penis was threatening to give him 
an unwelcome hard-on; which at the moment was the last thing the 
little girl needed to see.
     "Uh, Karen?" he asked, "Are you sure you wouldn't feel 
better if the nurse was in here?"
     Karen gulped and nodded.  Suddenly she did NOT want to be 
alone at this time.  It was all very well and good to play 
"macho"; but being naked and alone in the same room with a naked 
man (no matter HOW friendly) for the first time, was downright 
scary.  Dr. Curtis didn't seem to be surprised.  Very few girls 
went through the complete sexual examination without having 
either one of their parents or the nurse there to provide a 
measure of reassurance.  Besides, things usually went faster with 
a nurse present to take notes, instead of him having to do it all 
himself.  Still, for those who preferred their first time to be 
alone, Dr. Curtis always tried to be sensitive to his clients 
wishes.  "Cindy?" he called out through the door, "could you step 
in here please?"
     The door opened, and Cindy stepped inside.  To Karen's 
surprise, the nurse was as naked as she and the doctor were.  
Karen hurriedly revised her estimate of Cindy's good looks upward 
from "pretty" to "beautiful."  At 19, Cindy Macon had a body that 
most models would kill for.  Long brown hair framed a smooth 
creamy face with just the right amount of mouth and nose to make 
her look sweet and nice, without being emphatic.  The flood of 
brown hair cascaded down in smooth ripples to creamy shoulders, 
where it split; reaching partway down her back, and resting with 
just a hint of curl on a firm set of bosoms that Michelangelo 
would have mortgaged his soul to sculpture.  Not a hint of sag or 
overblown fullness marred their perfection.  They were full and 
pink with the blush of youth; as it wouldn't be that long before 


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the young woman would be feeding her youngest daughter from those 
lovely nipples.  The nipples themselves WERE erect, as the hustle 
and exertion of getting undressed in a hurry (not to mention 
being naked herself, with the handsome young doctor) had excited 
the young woman.  From her breasts, down to her smooth flat tummy 
that showed no signs of wear or stretching from the two children 
she had carried inside it, on down to the fuzzy 'vee' surrounding 
her sex, and on down to two perfectly shaped legs, the young 
woman looked more like a high-quality porno-mag model, than a 
physician's assistant.
     Cindy's embarrassment at being naked in front of the 
handsome young doctor quickly faded; as it was replaced by 
another emotion: jealousy.  She knew she would NEVER look that 
good; even if her body continued developing the way it had been.  
Her skin and face weren't that smooth and creamy; her knees were 
slightly knobby; her voice high and shrill, and she still even 
had freckles.
     "God, I wish I could look that good," she said wistfully.
     Cindy giggled.  It was hard to remain annoyed or jealous of 
somebody that friendly.  "If she only knew. . .," she thought.  
To certain men, (like a certain doctor) the barely teenaged 
little girl would look FAR more attractive than she ever would.  
Her very innocence and youth gave her something that Cindy would 
never have again.  (Not that she missed it all that much.)  From 
her long black hair, to her oversized big blue eyes, the younger 
girl was the very picture of "innocent little girl" that men 
wanted to take care of.  Her slightly budding tits, and pouting 
young mound with just a trace of fuzz, reminding people of her 
impending womanhood just added to the sweet innocent sexiness of 
the child.  Cindy knew that the younger girl would retain most of 
that "sweet innocent" look for most of her life; while she hadn't 
ever really looked that innocent. . . Not even when SHE had her 
first sexual examination, about a year and a half earlier than 
Karen.  She also knew that it would be impossible to explain all 
this to the younger girl; as girls like her always wished for 
bodies like she had.  Still . . . .
     "Believe me," she said, "SOME people would think you're even 
prettier than I am."  She deliberately avoided the eye of the 
young doctor who had been watching this almost silent by-play 
with some amusement; as he'd seen it many times before.
     Karen looked up angrily at the older girl; expecting to see 
that she was being made fun of.  Only she saw nothing but 
sincerity in the nurse's eyes.  "Well, maybe," she said; somewhat 
mollified; but not really believing it either.
     "We'd better get started," the man said.  "We only have a 
little over an hour left.  I'm Dr. Curtis," he continued, "My 
friends call me 'Doug', and I'm sure you already know Cindy 
here."
     The two girls grinned at each other.  Somehow Cindy made the 
younger girl feel as if she had known her all her life.
     "Now, if you'll come here," he said, "we can get started."






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     The young man motioned to Karen to sit up on the padded 
surface of the examining table.  Picking up a black instrument 
from the wall, and putting a disposable tip on it, he proceeded 
to look the child over from head to foot; making running comments 
to Cindy as he did so; while she made notes in the ever-present 
voluminous folder.
     "Ears clear and normal; no sign of infection; slight wax 
buildup."
     "Eyes normal and responsive; no visible abnormalities."
     "Nose clear and normal."
     "Throat clear and normal; slight redness on tongue and 
palate."
     "Have you been eating any candy lately?"
     "Just these," explained Karen; pointing to a pack of her 
favorite cinnamon candies lying next to her folded-up blouse.
     "Mouth clear and normal.  No sign of swelling in throat, 
lymph-nodes or salivary glands."  By now, the examination was 
almost routine; except for the thoroughness of it; and the fact 
that doctor, patient, and nurse were all naked as jaybirds . . . 
even more naked in fact; as jaybirds have feathers.  By now Karen 
was getting used to feeling Dr. Curtis' (No, "Doug's" she 
reminded herself) skin touching hers, as he thumped her back; 
prodded her chest; Listened to her heartbeat; made her cough; and 
all those other things that doctors do . . . only usually the 
doctor is dressed; even if the patient isn't.  Only Karen wasn't 
really a patient . . . she wasn't sick.  She was just getting an 
examination . . . a SEXUAL examination, she reminded herself; as 
her breath caught when Doug massaged and pressed on her budding 
titties.  It was all she could do to keep from pulling away.
     "Breasts reactive and normal," he stated; tweaking one erect 
nipple for emphasis.  "No sign of lumps, scar-tissue, or other 
abnormalities.  I'm going to check a little more for response 
here."
     With this, Doug Curtis took Karen completely by surprise, as 
he bent over and took her left breast in his mouth; almost 
completely surrounding it with his lips; while he sucked and 
lapped on the suddenly erect nipple.
     Karen could barely gasp at the wonderful sensation.  This 
was something no previous doctor had ever done.  She looked over 
at Cindy, who was grinning at her.  The older girl knew just how 
good that must feel.  She was already wet and excited from 
remembering the first time SHE had felt a man's mouth sucking on 
her budding titties.  That was one of the things she loved most 
about this job: reliving vicariously her own first time, as she 
got to watch young girls get examined for the first time, by an 
expert.  Doug Curtis WAS an expert; as she well knew.
     "Left nipple normal and reactive," commented Doug; switching 
his mouth to the other one.  Karen gasped again.  If anything, 
her right breast seemed to respond to the sucking and licking of 
the young doctor, even more than her left one had.  The man had 
one hand around her waist, and the other flat across her tummy; 
but Karen barely noticed; as the stimulation of his mouth on her 
developing young titties was driving all thoughts of where his 
hands were out of her mind.



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     If what he did to her breasts caught her by surprise, what 
he did next almost shocked her.  Removing his mouth from the now 
slippery young tit of the teenager, Doug Curtis dipped his tongue 
into the girl's sweet little navel; like he had been dreaming of 
doing, ever since he had entered the room, and seen the SYT 
(Sweet Young Thing) shivering naked there; waiting for him to 
begin his examination.  Her budding titties, perfect navel, and 
pouting young slit were all the makeup of a pedophile's wet-
dream.  And Doug Curtis was proud to be a pedophile (That's 
child-lover to those of you who don't know); his job called for 
it.
     At Karen's gasp of surprise, he managed to surprise her even 
further.  Removing his mouth from her perfect little tummy, Doug 
placed it over hers before she even realized what he was doing.  
Such a SWEET little mouth, and sweet breath (Doug always used 
mouthwash just before his examinations; so the children wouldn't 
be put off by his) and once she got used to it, such a lively 
little tongue, as Karen quickly learned to return his internal 
caresses with hers.  Karen almost hated to end the kiss as much 
as Doug did; but the time was getting on.  Only half an hour 
remained for the rest of his examination.
     "Navel normally reactive," he noted to Cindy, "Mouth clean 
and sensitive; tongue reactive and mobile."  He grinned over at 
Cindy on that . . . they both knew the tongue bit was NOT a 
required part of the test; but it DID seem to make the rest go 
easier.  Besides, it gave the girl experience she would need 
later.
     "Bend over the table, Honey," he instructed.  "Lie down on 
the table, and spread your legs."
     'Spread your legs' . . . Karen wondered if this was the 
moment; then noticed the doctor pulling on a pair of latex 
gloves, while the nurse got out a blue-and-white tube of 
something clear.
     "He's just going to check you rectally," reassured Cindy.
     This was confirmed by a cold slippery feel; before pressure 
on her bottom made Karen temporarily feel like she had to shit.  
Then the doctor's finger slid smoothly into her bottom; and she 
could feel the man sliding the finger around; probing here and 
there inside her.
     "Smooth muscle tone, no sign of polyps, tears, abrasions, or 
hemorrhoids," commented Doug.  He next turned the little girl 
over, and asked Cindy, "Have those test-results come in yet?"
     The woman consulted her chart again; this time leafing 
through several papers before responding.  "All negative, 
Doctor," she replied briskly.
     The two older people grinned at each other.  After all, how 
likely was it that a 13-year-old virgin would have STDs?  Still, 
the test was required.
     "Then we don't need these," commented Doug; stripping off 
the gloves; and washing his hands thoroughly in the small sink.  
He did it twice; even using a small stiff brush to  clean under 
his fingernails.  After all, he didn't want to accidentally 
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     "For this," he commented, "I prefer natural lubrication;" 
waving away the proffered tube of KY jelly.  "Smells clean and 
normal; just like any sexy little girl," he noted for Cindy; as 
he paused with his nose almost in the girl's bellybutton again.
     In spite of his earlier kisses on her titties, navel, and 
mouth, Karen was completely unprepared for the sensations as the 
young doctor leaned even closer and swiped his tongue through the 
crevice of her pouting young vagina.
     "Oh DOCTOR," she said; too shocked to even pull away.  "What 
are you DOING?"
     "You shouldn't lick me THERE," she moaned; unconsciously 
pushing back at the delicious sensation; as the man's thick 
tongue probed deeply into her slit, then swabbed her loins almost 
from the crack of her anus to just short of the bud of her 
clitoris, now peeping in pink erection at the top of her suddenly 
wet vagina.  "That's what I PEE out of," she objected; unable to 
stop herself from pushing back anyway.
     If the sensation of having a mouth on her sensitive young 
vagina for the first time was good, the incredibly erotic feeling 
she felt as the young doctor first licked her budding young 
clitoris; then sucked on it like it was a miniature cock, was 
indescribable.  "Oh God.  Oh God," she moaned.
     Karen barely felt the invasion of the doctor's thick middle 
finger in her clasping young slit; as the man kept licking and 
stroking the pink little bud at the top of her crevice.
     Karen had never felt anything like this before.  Oh, she had 
played with her "joy button" before, but it had never felt like 
this!  Smooth and slippery, and wriggling in a way that her own 
fingers never could; the man's thick tongue was bringing 
sensations to the little girl she hadn't known she COULD feel.  
"Oh, don't stop; don't stop!" she almost screeched, as the doctor 
paused long enough to comment to the interestedly watching nurse, 
"Clitoris erect and unhooded; and EXTREMELY responsive."
     Cindy almost giggled; but managed to restrain herself.
     "Vagina lubricating normally; in fact, extremely well, for 
such a young girl," continued Doug; using his finger to stroke 
the girl's vagina and clitoris, while his mouth was otherwise 
engaged.  "Virgo Intactae," he remarked before returning his 
mouth to the young girl's now slippery vagina.  "I'd better get 
the poor kid off, before she goes out of her mind," he said, 
before returning to the delicious (to him) taste of sweet young 
virgin cunny-hole.
     "Huh?" said Karen; temporarily distracted by the unfamiliar 
words.  Up to now, Doug had been keeping his vocabulary toned 
down to words a barely-teenaged girl might expect to understand.  
He wanted her to understand each part of the examination.
     "He means that you're still a virgin," explained Cindy.
     "Oh," responded the younger girl.  Of COURSE she was still a 
virgin.  What kind of girl had he expected her to be?  Then she 
thought, "Of course; he doesn't know.  It's his job to find out."
     "Oh," she repeated aloud; then "Oh!  Ohmigod . . . OH!  Oh, 
don't stop!"





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     Her movement's grew ragged, as her voice became 
unintelligible, and she reached the first orgasm of her life.  
Gasping, shaking and quivering, the young girl shuddered and 
shook through three mind-blowing spasms, as her body jerked 
through its release.  Previous to this, Karen had always thought 
she WAS having climaxes, when she fingered herself off.  Now she 
knew better; and would never be quite satisfied with anything 
less.
     Only when the little girl had finished shuddering and had 
gone weakly limp on the table, did the doctor pause in his duty 
of licking her tiny slit.
     "Well," he said with kind of a barking laugh, "I guess she's 
wet enough now!"
     Cindy giggled in response; while Karen was too washed out 
from her orgasm to do more than smile weakly at the joke.
     Continuing as if nothing had happened, Doug examined the 
young girl's legs; tapped just under the knee of each smooth limb 
with a rubber hammer, and worked his way down to Karen's feet; 
remarking to Cindy's notations as he did, "Legs normal; reflexes 
normal; feet clean and free of abrasions; no sign of fungal or 
other infections; all in all, a pretty normal, healthy young 
girl."
     He paused and Looked at Cindy.  "How much time do we have 
left, Nurse?" he asked.
     "About two minutes, Doctor," she responded.
     "Darn," he responded; not wanting to say "shit" in front of 
his impressionable young patient.  Cindy was disappointed.  "Does 
that mean I'll have to come back some other time?" she wondered.
     "We'll just have to MAKE time, I guess," sighed Dr. Curtis.  
"I'll work through my lunch hour I guess.  Oh well, a girl as 
responsive as Karen here, will be worth it."  He and Cindy looked 
at each other over the top of Karen's head, and grinned.
     "I'll reschedule things a half-hour later; and have a box-
lunch brought up for you," responded the young nurse; slipping 
out the door without bothering to slip a robe or anything else 
around her nakedness.
     "Make that an hour," said Doug.  "I don't want to short-
change Karen here, on her first time."
     "Yes Doctor."  The door shut with a click.
     "Come here, Karen," said Doug; holding out his arms to the 
young woman shivering on the padded examining table, "Let's see 
if we can figure out something to pass the time, while she's 
fixing my schedule."
     Karen was shivering from her reaction to her first orgasm; 
not from cold.  If anything, after that tremendous climax, she 
was too hot, not too cold.  For sure, being naked and alone in 
the same room with a man who was now sporting an enormous 
erection didn't seem to bother her any more.  In fact, it was 
only when she felt the swollen member slip between her legs as 
she sat on his lap facing him, that she even noticed.







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     Doug ignored the proximity of his pre-cum dribbling prick to 
the entrance to the girl's vagina as well.  Time enough for THAT, 
when Cindy returned.  The nurse had been extremely helpful in 
quieting the younger girl's fears, and he figured she deserved 
her chance to watch.  Besides, it was awful hard to take notes, 
when sexually involved yourself.
     All this he kept to himself; just taking the 13-year-old in 
his arms and pulling her close.
     "Mmmmm," Karen purred; wrapping her arms around the older 
man in response.  She felt SO grateful, for what he had done 
earlier  She knew that "getting her off" was NOT a necessary part 
of the examination, and was just something the man had enjoyed 
almost as much as she had.  Karen snuggled closer; and responded 
eagerly, when she felt the doctor's mouth descend to hers, to 
pick up on the kiss he had started earlier.  This time, they 
kissed for almost five minutes; with the man's hands running up 
and down the child's frame; seeming to draw enormous pleasure 
just feeling her bare skin with his.
     The mismatched pair was just drawing breath for a third try 
at an even longer kiss, when a discreet cough informed them that 
Cindy had returned.
     "I arranged for an extra 45 minutes," she explained, "and 
you two have already used up 15 of those."
     "Oh. . . . Sorry," apologized Doug.
     Karen wasn't sorry.  She had enjoyed the hugging, cuddling, 
and kissing entirely too much to be sorry.  "I'm not," she 
pouted.  Both of the adults grinned at her.  THEY knew what she 
meant.
     "We've finished the external examination now," Dr. Curtis 
informed Karen; once again the professional; trying to finish the 
examination before time ran out again.  He knew he didn't dare 
juggle things any more than Cindy already had.  "So, if you'll 
get up on the table again, we'll proceed with the internal one."
     "Internal?" asked Karen, as she obediently lay back on the 
padded table, and spread her legs as indicated.
     "Uhuh.  Dr. Curtis is going to check you inside, to see if 
your body is big enough inside to have sex, and developed enough 
to have a baby.  OK?"
     "OK, I guess."  Surprisingly, Karen WAS ready.  She knew 
that this was what the whole "sexual examination" was REALLY 
about.  Everything else was just making sure she was healthy 
enough for what might happen if she "passed" this part of the 
examination.
     It felt kind of funny, when the nurse put her heels in the 
metal "stirrups" and spread her legs so far apart she almost felt 
like she was doing the splits in Gym Class.  It was slightly 
embarrassing to be exposed like that in front of a man too; but 
Karen no longer felt the way she had before, about exposing her 
vagina to the older man.  After all, if she could only get HALF 
as much fun with what came next, she would be almost addicted to 
spreading herself for the young doctor.






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     "You remember how Dr. Curtis felt up inside your vagina with 
his finger?" asked Cindy; distracting Karen from her 
introspection.
     "Uhuh."
     "Well, he's going to have to feel a LOT farther up inside 
you this time," explained the nurse, "and he's going to have to 
stretch you inside too."
     "Oh," said Karen; not sure what the older girl was getting 
at.
     "So, since his finger isn't big enough to reach as far as he 
as to inside you," she explained, "he's going to have to use 
something bigger too feel up inside you with."
     "Oh," said Karen. . . Then, "Oh!" as she realized what the 
pretty young nurse meant; as she watched the man approach her 
vagina with an erection that was truly astonishing. . . At least, 
to a 13-year-old like Karen, anyway.  At 7 inches long, and well 
over an inch thick, it looked big enough to split her body in 
two.  Still, Karen wasn't really afraid.  She knew by now that 
the doctor would NOT hurt her . . . at least not any more than 
was necessary to the "examination."
     "Oh," she repeated, then "Oh!" again, as the doctor swabbed 
the pre-cum dribbling head of his prick through the still 
slippery slit of her barely teenaged little slit.  His prick 
rubbing against her felt even BETTER than his tongue had, she 
realized.
     Suddenly there was an aching, stretching sensation, and the 
next thing she knew almost an inch and a half of the man's penis 
had vanished into her belly, while she felt the throbbing, 
pulsing sensation of the blood in his prick fighting to expand 
her inside, at the same time the clamping of her unused vagina 
fought to squeeze him down to a size she could easily 
accommodate.
     Like all such "accommodations", there was some give-and-take 
on both sides.  The man's prick DID shrink a little from the 
extremely tight squeeze of the young girl's tiny vagina, while 
her vagina DID expand to accept the swollen member.  Not quite 
enough to tear, but close.  Doug Curtis was VERY careful as he 
inched his engorged penis into the belly of the virginal young 
girl.
     "Ow," remarked Karen, almost conversationally, as the 
doctor's "instrument" reached an obstruction inside her.  "It 
hurts," she complained.
     "This next part WILL hurt," explained the nurse; while she 
watched the man struggle to keep from ejaculating his seed all 
over the inside of the young girl's belly, before he got his 
prick all the way inside her.  She grinned, as she knew just how 
hard it was for him to "do the job right", and not cum before it 
was time.  Well, that was what he got paid for.  In the meantime, 
SHE had a job to do; reassuring the slightly scared young woman 
who was about to lose her virginity.  "Dr. Curtis has to get it 
ALL the way up inside you, if he's going to feel just how deep 
inside you are."





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     "Ung, uh," moaned Karen; not really pulling away from the 
steady pressure that was slowly forcing more and more of the 
man's prick into her heaving young belly.  On the other hand, she 
wasn't pushing back either.  Cindy decided that more help was 
needed.
     "Easy for a second, Doug," she commanded; taking charge as 
if SHE was the doctor, and HE was the nurse.  "Let me help."
     Doug wasn't sure how long he could hold out; with the sexy 
young girl's tight little hole strangling almost 1/3 of his 
prick; but he didn't want to make things harder on Karen than he 
had to, either.  He fought down the rising seed in his prick; and 
tried to still the urgency to spill it in the young girl's belly, 
while still remaining erect enough to continue fucking her.
     Cindy bent over the young girl lying on the table like some 
virgin sacrifice.  She took Karen's breast in her mouth, and 
started sucking on the right one, in a manner that showed that, 
good as Doug was, he still had a lot to learn.  After all, Cindy 
WAS a woman; and knew better than any man how to stimulate a 
woman's breasts.  Cindy wasn't a lesbian; much preferring making 
love to a man than to a woman.  However, she had several 
girlfriends that WERE; and was quite willing to accommodate a 
woman, when there weren't any men around to "scratch her itch."  
And Cindy had a LOT of "itch" to scratch; being almost as horny 
as the young satyr of a doctor she worked for.  (Another reason 
she liked her job.)
     It didn't take long for a hot little girl like Karen to 
respond to the dual sensations of having her titties sucked, and 
a hot thick prick rubbing the inside of her vagina.  Shortly, she 
was panting and thrusting back at the man whose prick was 
embedded in her belly, until suddenly almost 3/4 of the man's 
penis vanished into her vagina, while Karen just whimpered.
     "Oooh," she complained; still working her hips back at her 
older lover.
     "That's it, Honey," Cindy soothed the younger girl.  "Now 
Dr. Curtis is going to feel around inside you with his penis, so 
he can see if you're big enough for sex.  From the amount you've 
got inside you already, I'm pretty sure you are."  She almost 
chuckled to herself at the small deception.  As if Doug wasn't 
already HAVING sex with the young girl. . . .
     Only Karen wasn't quite as naive as she seemed.  "Are we 
fucking now?" she asked; squirming to take almost another half 
inch of thick doctoral prick in her tightly squeezing little 
slit.
     "No," said both Cindy and the doctor; surprising her.
     "THIS is fucking," explained Doug; sliding in yet another 
1/4 inch, and then sliding almost all the way out of the young 
girl.
     While Karen was somewhat glad to feel the ache subside as 
the man extracted his prick from inside her, she was also 
somewhat disappointed that it was all over.  Here she had thought 
that sex was supposed to take longer, and somehow be more 
satisfying.





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     It was with some shock therefore, that she felt Doug's cock 
pulsing inside the tight entrance to her vagina, without being 
completely removed, before it suddenly slid all the way back 
inside her; bringing slight twinges from her torn virginity, but 
surprisingly some pleasure too.
     "Oh," she said; realizing what they meant: That fucking was 
NOT having a man's prick inside you, it was the sliding in and 
out that was fucking.  Then, "Oh," again, as Doug slid almost 5 
inches out, and then back inside her once again.  This was 
starting to feel almost as good as it had felt earlier when the 
man had licked her "down there."  Karen was beginning to think 
she was going to LIKE fucking, once she got used to it.
     Doug KNEW the little girl was going to enjoy fucking.  
Already her tight little slit was beginning to clamp around his 
prick in a manner that he knew would have him spouting baby-juice 
all over the inside of the child's heaving young belly.  Thank 
goodness he had managed to regain control earlier.
     "Six inches," he commented to the nurse watching him 
copulate with the child.  "She's DEFINITELY big enough to fuck, 
don't you think?"
     "I'd say so . . . 6 & 1/2," replied the nurse; looking down 
at where another half-inch of thick prick had just vanished into 
the child's belly.  The sight of the handsome man's penis bulging 
in the little girl's belly; knowing it was about to spit thick 
sticky gobs of baby-making seed all over the inside of the 
child's unprotected young vagina, was almost enough to make Cindy 
cum herself, without even being touched.  As mentioned before, 
Cindy had a lot of empathy for her charges.
     "Oooohh! . . . Seven," the man groaned; as somehow the last 
of his throbbing erection slid into the 13-year-old little girl.  
His strokes got faster and faster, and Cindy knew it wouldn't be 
long before her boss's sperm was decorating the inside of the 
child's womb.
     "Since you're big enough to have sex," she told the little 
girl who was now straining just as hard as the man was, to force 
as much of his thick prick into her belly as she could, "Dr. 
Curtis is now going to check to see if your body is developed 
enough to have a baby.  OK?"
     "Uh, uh, Ugh!"  Karen was too far gone in the sensations of 
having a thick prick sliding in and out of her vagina for the 
first time, to raise an objection; even if she had been inclined 
to; which she wasn't.  After all, wasn't this why she had come to 
the clinic in the first place?
     "In a minute," explained Cindy, "Dr. Curtis is going to 
squirt some white-stuff up inside you, to see if your body is 
mature enough to have a baby.  When he does, I want you to 
squeeze his penis, so as much of that white-stuff gets up inside 
you as possible.  We don't want any of it going to waste."
     ("God, what a line," she thought; wondering just how much of 
it the younger girl bought.  Still, in all the time she had spent 
at the clinic, not once had any of the little girls objected.)






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     Cindy may have been warning Karen about what would happen 
when the doctor had his orgasm, and ejaculated his sperm inside 
her; only Karen beat him to it!  With a sudden groan that was 
incredible, and rose from a grunt steadily up in pitch until it 
was a sheer screaming whistle that could only come from a little 
girl, Karen jerked one, twice, and three times on the padded 
table as her already incredibly tight young vagina clamped down 
on the older man's penis in a grip that threatened to break it 
off.  The stimulation was incredible.  Doug would have been 
forced to cum; only the wild gyrations and rhythmic clamping on 
his swollen peter kept him from actually squirting inside the 
girl until her motions finally slowed; and he was finally able to 
let his thick white sperm flow in one long satisfying eruption 
into the child's developing young womb.  It felt so GOOD to let 
that rusty load of baby-juice go.  And Karen seemed to be as 
happy about feeling him ejaculate inside her, as he was to do it.
     "Are you getting me pregnant now?" she asked; as the last 
sticky curds of thick white cum were stripped from the man's 
prick by the involuntary squeezing of the last twinges of HER 
climax.  (Thus showing that Karen HAD been paying attention in 
those sex-education classes, taken so long ago.)
     "Well, I'm trying," said Doug; feeling the last satisfying 
trickle of sperm ooze out of his prick, and into the welcoming 
belly of this incredible young girl.  "I'm definitely trying."
     Finally, Doug managed to extricate himself from the child.  
Only a tiny bubble of thick white cum, and slight pinkish ring 
around his prick showed that he had just taken the 13-year-old's 
virginity, and left enough sperm in the child's womb to 
impregnate half the little girls in the county.
     "How much time do we have left?" he asked.
     Cindy looked at her watch; the only item of apparel that any 
of them were wearing.  "You still have 20 minutes," she 
responded.  "Just enough time."
     Karen was surprised.  There was something left?  She 
wondered what it could be.
     Eighteen minutes later, she was no longer wondering; as she 
had a slightly sore ass, a very tired tongue, a cloying taste in 
her mouth, and yet another thick white blob of sperm slowly 
oozing from her tight little slit; as the doctor and nurse 
combined to show her about oral and anal sex with both men and 
women; with the good doctor managing to hold out throughout this 
until he left the second thick white squirt of baby-making cum 
inside her vagina, "where it belonged."
     "Now remember," he said; scooping up a dribbling bob of cum 
with the pink rubber cup, "to leave this diaphragm in for three 
days, so you have a a better chance to catch, OK?"
     "Yes Doctor," sighed Karen; enjoying the feel of his fingers 
fitting the rubber "baby-barrier" inside her satisfied vagina.  
"If you say so."
     "I do," he said; wiping up afterwards.  "Now that you're old 
enough, I want you to practice what you learned here today, as 
often as you can.  If you don't 'catch' and are still bleeding 
next month, we'll have you come back, and repeat the 'testing', 
OK?"
     "Oooh."  Karen shivered with delight at the very thought.


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     "So promise me you'll practice this with your boyfriend, as 
often as you can."
     Karen was suddenly dismayed.  "But I don't HAVE a 
boyfriend," she complained.
     "Well, that's all right . . . You can always practice making 
a baby with your brother, you know."
     "With Billy?!"  Karen was scornful.  "He's only 10 years 
old!"
     "Oh.  I thought . . . "  Here Dr. Curtis looked at the 
chart.  "Well," he said finally, "There's always one person . . . 
though you might be surprised at the abilities of 10-year-old 
little boys," he said with a grin; as if remembering something 
from his youth.
     Something about that grin made Karen decide to see if maybe 
her little brother wasn't so "little" after all.  Who knows.  In 
the meantime . . . Karen finished dressing, and emerged in the 
waiting-room, where her mother had been so patiently waiting for 
the last three hours.
     Still, the older woman wasn't even annoyed at them for 
taking so long; taking a kind of perverse pride in the knowledge 
that they had thought that HER daughter was worth spending that 
much time on.
     "So, for the next three days," Karen heard the doctor 
finishing up to her mother, "your daughter is going to need a lot 
of sexual stimulation.  I was informed that she doesn't have a 
boyfriend yet, so I wonder if you could convince your husband to 
help out?"
     "By fucking her, you mean?"  Amanda Stanwick didn't mince 
words.
     "Uhuh."  Neither did the doctor.
     "I suppose; if you feel that she needs it."  It was almost a 
sigh; but you could see the lights dancing in the woman's eyes as 
she considered the prospect of her husband screwing the lights 
out of their little girl.  "For three days, huh?"
     "Well, actually, even after that, if possible.  Even once 
she takes the diaphragm out, Karen's going to need at least SOME 
sex for a while; at least until she gets a real boyfriend of her 
own. . . . So, if you could have your husband fuck her at least 
once a day . . ."
     "If I know John," interrupted the woman with a laugh, "it'll 
be closer to THREE times a day, and maybe even oftener, if the 
little slut will hold still for it."  The gleaming smile she gave 
her daughter made the term "slut" seem more like a term of 
endearment, than anything else.
     "But what if HE gets her pregnant?" she asked; looking 
pointedly at Cindy, who had picked up her youngest daughter from 
the child-care facility, and was calmly nursing the child during 
her break.
     "So much the better," responded the doctor.  "After all, 
isn't the idea of testing her, to find out if she CAN?"
     "I suppose.  And if she doesn't?"
     "Well, if she gets her next period, just bring her back next 
month, and we'll 'test' her again; OK?"




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     "OK."  Both adults grinned at each other.  "I suppose you'll 
want me to have John stop fucking her before the middle of her 
period though."
     Dr. Curtis just grinned.  "That's up to you, him, and her."
     "You know Doctor, If I didn't know better, I'd think you 
LIKE to knock little girls up."  Both adults were grinning by 
this time.
     Karen, by this time, had grown bored; and had noticed the 
little girl playing in the corner, while she waited for lunch-
hour at the small private clinic to be over, and her appointment.
     "Hi Ginny," said Karen; recognizing the 10-year-old that 
lived almost next-door to her.  "What are YOU  doing here?  Are 
you sick or something?"
     Being bored, at playing alone for almost an hour past her 
appointment, the younger girl was glad to see someone she could 
talk to.  "Oh hi, Karen," she exclaimed, "I'm in here to . . . 
Oh. . . HI DR. CURTIS!!" she yelled; almost deafening the older 
girl, as the child suddenly ignored Karen as if she didn't exist.  
"I'm over Here!"
     Karen had no choice but to listen in, as the child babbled 
on and on, to the questions the doctor asked.
     "No, I'm doing fine."
     "No, I had it this month; that's why we're in here."
     "Yes, I HAVE been doing my 'exercises' just like you told me 
to!"  Here the 10-year-old looked indignant.
     Dr. Curtis looked for corroboration from the chattering 
child's mother, while Karen listened with open-mouth 
astonishment.  She just HAD to find out if the little girl meant 
what she thought she did.  She did.
     "Yes," sighed the older woman; looking with a mixture of 
pride and weariness at her precocious offspring.  "She has.  
She's been 'practicing making a baby' with the boy next door 
almost twice a day; and as if that wasn't enough, she's been 
'practicing' with her two big brothers even oftener.  In fact, 
she's been sleeping with the two of them, just so she won't 'miss 
out on a chance to practice'.  I get tired just watching her 
fucking all three kids from the moment she comes home from 
school, until she's on her way in the morning.  Not only that, 
but she's seduced at least one uncle, her grandfather, and my 
husband at least twice; and I THINK she's been trying to get some 
of the teachers at school to get in her tight little panties.  
Yes, she's been trying . . . she's been VERY trying."  The woman 
looked with a mixture of pride, awe, and a little annoyance, at 
her oversexed little girl.
     "Well, we'll see what we can do to slow her down; by filling 
her tummy with enough weight she'll HAVE to slow down."  Here the 
doctor grinned at the woman, and included Karen in his grin, by 
staring pointedly at her belly, as if it was about to start 
getting bigger right then.








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     Ginger ignored the by-play.  "Really Dr. Curtis . . . Uh, 
Doug?  You'll fuck me, and cum in me, and get me pregnant, just 
like last time?  Can we do it right now?  Can I lick Nurse Cindy 
like last time?  Do you think she'd mind?" the child chattered, 
as Cindy (once again dressed primly in white) and the doctor, 
took the little girl between them, back towards the examining-
room where Cindy had just spent the last three hours.
     "Last time?"  Karen looked wonderingly over at her neighbor; 
and then back at the woman's daughter.
     "Uhuh.  She had her first period when she was nine; her 
first baby at 10; and she's been the neighborhood slut ever 
since.  We left the baby with her father this morning.  I don't 
know WHAT I'm going to do, if one of them doesn't get her 
pregnant pretty soon; as that's the only time she slows down even 
a little."  The older woman seemed to be speaking more to 
herself, than answering the young girl standing next to her.
     "Well, I hear Dr. Curtis is pretty good at that," said 
Karen; rubbing her own tummy in anticipation.  Thinking of the 
horny doctor's tumescent prick bulging in the cute little 
pre-teen's belly; with his thick white cum filling the little 
girl's tight little baby-hole, until the child's tummy was 
swollen with the man's potent sperm squirting inside her womb, 
was quite a turn-on to the teenager.  Karen almost wished she was 
going back into the room, instead of the 10-year-old.  Still, her 
own cunny was still slippery with the man's sperm oozing out of 
her slit . . . a person shouldn't be greedy.
     "Yes he is, isn't he?" agreed her neighbor; watching her 
precocious offspring vanish around the corner between the 
equally-oversexed young doctor and his almost-as-oversexed young 
nurse.
     Karen giggled to herself as she followed her mother out the 
door.  She hoped Dr. Curtis ("Doug," she reminded herself.) had 
taken some vitamin-pills along with that hurried box-lunch.  From 
the look of things, he was going to need it.























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