Chapter 79 My Gynecologist 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️
My Gynecologist 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️
ELIAS;
“Don’t be. That’s what I want. Let me feel you.”
I circled her clit slow, watching it throb under my thumb.
Her hips twitched.
“Sarah, your clitoris is engorging beautifully. Look how quickly you lubricate. That doesn't look like a problem to me.”
She whimpered and tried to close her thighs. I held them open with my shoulders.
“Stay still. I need to assess the depth of response.”
I slid one finger inside her, slow, and fuck—she was hot and tight and fluttering around me like she’d never had anything but a careless dick in her life.
“Oh god—” Her back arched.
“Shh. Just relax into it.” I crooked my finger, found the spot that made her cry out, and pressed. “There. Feel that? That’s your anterior wall. Very healthy swelling.”
I added a second finger, scissoring gently, stretching her while my thumb kept rubbing tight circles over her clit.
She was soaking my glove, dripping onto the table.
“Doctor—Dr. Carter—” Her voice cracked.
“You’re doing wonderfully. Look at you—drenching my fingers. Your husband should be on his knees thanking you for this pussy.”
She sobbed, hips rocking now, chasing my hand.
I leaned in, couldn’t help it, and dragged my tongue up her slit in one long lick.
She screamed and I groaned against her, sucking her clit into my mouth like I was starving.
Her taste exploded across my tongue, sweet, sharp, perfect. I fucked her with two fingers hard now, twisting, curling, while I lashed her clit without mercy.
“Come for me, Sarah,” I growled into her. “Show me how healthy you are. Show me your pussy isn't what he says it it. Soak my face.”
She shattered.
Her pussy clamped down so hard my fingers ached, pulsing, gushing over my hand as she wailed my name.
I kept licking, gentler now, drawing it out until she was shaking and begging.
I stood up slowly, peeled off the ruined gloves, and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.
My cock was throbbing, a wet patch spreading down my thigh.
She lay there wrecked, chest heaving, thighs still spread wide like an offering.
I leaned over her, voice rough. “Nothing wrong with you, sweetheart. You just needed someone who knows what the fuck they’s doing.”
Her eyes fluttered open, glassy and desperate. “Please—”
I kissed her, hard, letting her taste herself on my tongue. She moaned into my mouth, clutching my coat.
"I'm not done with your examination yet. There's still one or two things left to do. But I think we can leave that till tomorrow. I think we've already affirmed one thing, Mrs Reed.” My tone was still professional but my eyes? They glistened with the idea of actually fucking this gorgeous woman.
Her eyes were wide. Like she didn't believe what had just happened. But something told me she didn't exactly regret it— they never did.
“I'll see you tomorrow at 4pm, Mrs Reed.”
Sarah
My pussy flushed all nightㅡ throbbing and pulsing as memories of what had happened at the Gynaecologist flooded my mind.
I had been acutely aware of Mark snoring gently beside me, unaware of what I was passing through as I tossed and turned in bed.
I couldn't stop thinking about itㅡ the way his fingers curled deep inside me, reaching deep for spots that I never knew existed, the way his tongue flatted against my aching pussy lips, dragging up my slit as he sucked my clit into his mouth, slurping on it like it was his favorite dish.
My thighs pressed together as a moan threatened to slip free out of my mouth.
Oh god.
No man had ever made me feel like that. Not even my husband who had been making me feel like the problem was with me all these years. But with how I gushed over the doctor's fingers a few hours ago, I knew I was definitely not the problem.
But more importantly, I needed more.
Which is why I was sat here again in the waiting room, my feet tapping impatiently against the marble floor.
Anxiety welled up in me as I watched the clock above tick by, each second feeling like a ticking time bomb.
The nurse hummed, casting me a worried glance as she noticed my flushed face.
Finally, the door to his office opened and I rushed to my feet before I was even called.
Why did I feel so eager to get back into that office where I had been brought to a mind-blowing orgasm? The answer was obvious. I needed him to fuck me. Take me apart and show me what it felt like to be worshipped.
The office smelt like antiseptic as I walked in, my heart pounding in my chest.
He was turned to me, his broad back stretching as he pulled on his gloves before turning to me.
“Mrs Reed.” A grin curled his lips and I shivered at the thought of how those lips were buried between my thighs.
I wasted no time before I clicked the door shut, sliding the bolt in place.
My heart was racing as I turned back to him, dropping my purse carelessly to the floor. “You said we had another test today, Doctor Carter.” His name rolled off my tongue, soft and sultry.
His gaze dropped to my purse, then slid back up to me. “Have a seat, Mrs Reed. You know the drill.”
My fingers shook as I shrugged off my summer gown and strolled to the seat, perching my bare ass at the edge of it.
His boots clicked against the floor, each step towards me felt like the room was beginning to lessen. “Legs up. We're doing a deeper test today. I have to make sure your…insides are w
orking good, Mrs Reed.”
My legs curled up before I could stop myself, exposing my glistening pussy lips to him, the cool air hitting my bare folds and making me shiver.