Chapter 117 Vignette 103
⚠️ Warning: The following content is meant for spice🌶️ only. Please disregard any medical information as most of them are not true.
“Doctor, we need your help, we're really running out of our senses.”
The man on the other side of the office desk was dressed in white lab coat. His eyes were fixed on them as he listened, his elbows resting on the office desk.
“My wife and I dated for two years before we got married. And we've been married for three years already. Yet we have no child.” The husband said,
The wife chirped in, “Yes, even before we got married, we took risks, yet I never ever took in,” she added,
The doctor nodded, “Did you ever carry out an abortion while you were single?”
She shook her head, “No," her face was scowled with worry.
"Any results from any doctor?"
She quickly slipped an envelope out of her purse and handed it to the doctor.
He received it and took out the printed paper inside it. He unfolded and skimmed through it, no expression on his face.
Not really.
Then he dropped it on the table,
“Sir, I'll need you to wait outside while I run a quick checkup on your wife."
The man didn't hesitate.
He quickly stood up from the chair.
“Please, doctor, do whatever you need to help my wife conceive a child for me."
"I will try, sir,”
He patted his wife's shoulder, assuring her that she'll be fine.
Then he left the office.
The doctor stood up and opened a drawer and took out a few instruments.
He gestured to the examination table on one corner of the office, “please come this way,"
She dropped her purse on the table and walked over to the table.
“sit, please,"
She sat, the metal frame creaking under her weight, her hands twisting in her lap as the crisp sheets rumpled under her.
The doctor wheeled his stool closer, adjusting his glasses as he pulled on fresh gloves. “I’m just going to do a physical checkup and a routine pelvic exam,” he explained in an even tone. “This will help me understand if there are any issues preventing conception.”
She nodded, her breathing unsteady.
“Please take off your top,"
Her hands danced on the hem of her shirt and she pulled it over her head.
The doctor's eyes widened, but then he adjusted his glasses, bringing himself to concentrate.
He placed a hand on her abdomen, palpating gently.
“How often does your husband have sex with you?" He asked,
"Almost every night,” she answered.
“Wow, you guys have a lot of sex, yet no result. But don't worry, you're here and I'll do my best to help you,”
"Thank you, doctor,“
"Does he carry out foreplay before thrusting inside you or he just…fucks you like that,”
“We foreplay sometimes. But when he returns from work and he's too tired, I let him lash me without it,”
"You're such a good wife,” the doctor commended.
"Thank you, doctor. I can do anything for my husband,”
"What about your nipples, does he suck you there too?“
“Yes, everyday. It's how I manage to make him sleep since he's a nocturnal person,”
“That seems to be so much pressure on your breasts. Sometimes your breast health can affect conception. Let me see them,”
She hesitated,
“Don't worry, I'm strictly professional. I don't touch my patients inappropriately.”
She tried to reach for the hook of her bra, struggling.
“Don't worry, I'll help with that," he reached behind her and helped her unhook the bra.
Her breast spilled out, the full round shape went beyond her chest region.
He returned to the stool, “You've got some really nice tits, no wonder your husband's sleep depends on them,”
She blushed.
His hand brushed her nipples,
“They look a little…sore. Wait a minute,”
He leaned in on her and tasted the nipple on the biggest boob with his tongue. Then the other.
She felt it.
The sting.
She felt it go down her pussy and made her cunt wet.
He nodded, “I was right, your nipples are really sore.”
Her heart flinched, her eyes widened,
But he calmed her, "don't worry, I'm here to bring you a solution,“ he said, his voice calm but measured. “Next, we’ll take a sample for lab work. That will help us rule out any underlying conditions.”
She nodded, trying to steady her breathing
“It's time for the pelvic examination, please spread your legs,”
The doctor said,
Her breath caught. But so far, she'd grown to trust the doctor.
“Do I need to take off my panties?”
"Yes. We don't want any alteration of the test results,"
"Should I do it here or do I need to go to the bathroom,”
"It's your choice. Please do it wherever you feel comfortable,“
“My husband's waiting outside, let's be quick,"
She lifted her skirt and dragged her panties from under it.
Then she dropped it beside her and leaned back on the bed with her legs spread open.
He took a medical light and directed it to her pussy.
It was pink and slightly wet.
He parted her pussy lips and put a black, round, penis-like instrument inside it.
He put it deep inside her, pretending to observe the screen.
He whined it inside her pussy, circling it.
She pressed her lips together, trying not to moan. This was a medical examination, not…sexual activity.
She had told herself.
“Why is that thing shaped like that?" She asked, amidst the heat curling and trembling her whole body.
“It's meant for comfort. It would hurt if it was any other shape,"
He took it out, shaking his head.
She lifted her head, mind alert. Eager
“What's the problem, doctor?"
He dropped his glasses on the tray, "We are out of the right sterilized instrument to complete this checkup. But we have just one option left,”
"What's the option, doctor,” her voice came too quickly, her pussy soaking her labes.
She clenched her legs together, trying to endure what she was feeling down there…the throb and beat of her clit.
"I might need to use something natural to complete the process. Maybe my…” he rubbed his dick.
Her breath caught and she choked.
“What?! You mean your… dick?”
“Relax, it's just a check up. And I trust you'd do anything to bring your unborn baby to existence."
She swallowed.
"Right now, their life depends on your actions," he convinced,
She nodded…barely.
The doctor then unbuttoned his trousers and took out his dick.
She leaned on her elbows and he brought his cock to her, their faces almost touching.
Her breathing was audible…unsteady.
The tip of his cock touched her clit. He let it glide against her folds,
She gasped.
Then he pushed it in.
“Don't worry, I'll take it slow. That way I can be able to spot what is really wrong with you,"
She nodded, trusting herself, trusting the doctor.
He pushed his cock inside her. Shallow, not deep.
She moaned.
Then he took it out. Really slowly.
He put it in again.
A little deeper.
Then he circled it in her.
“mmh I feel something right here. Wait a minute.." he pushed his dick even deeper.
She moaned. He went further.
Deeper.
And before she could realize, he was balls deep inside her.
He slammed her pussy, his balls slapping on her wet cunt.
He groaned.
“Ohh, your nipples, I need to check if they're still sore.”
He took it in his mouth, his cock doing the pussy examination, while his tongue examined her boobs, sucking every abnormality out of it.
She squealed and grabbed the doctor's head. He bit her tits.
And all of a sudden, she was convulsing in his hand.
He didn't stop examining her pussy yet. He continued. Until his fluids burst inside her.
He didn't even bother to pull out.
Like his cum was also part of the fertility examination.
He dressed his cock, tucking it back inside his trousers and covering up his own coat.
Her body was still vibrating on the bed.
He returned to his desk and waited for her to catch herself from the orgasm he gave her.
And when she did, he told her the examination for the day had been completed.
She dressed up and he called her husband in.
And he told him that they should return for the second phase of the examination in two days' time.