Bad time at the doctor's

You feel naked and scratchy under your short skirt. It’s weird being shaved. You haven’t felt that way since you were 12, and that’s all because of your perverted husband. He invited a friend to watch the fight. One thing led to another… Soon you were sucking. Al’s dick and your husband were cutting your beautiful shrub.

He was careful not to grab you, stroke your labia in the foam and pull the knife over your sensitive skin until every little curl was over. After you were naked, he sat and admired you for a while, his friend still held your ankles high and wide as he stuck himself deep down your throat. Then he licked you a little, delightful in your smoothness and the new feeling of your bald little pubes as he tongued your damp folds and mouthed your vagina’s sweetness. He nibbled at your clitoris, rolled it under his lips until you screamed in Al’s loins. Your kneeling assailant only took your sucks the harder your husband got up to undress. Now naked, his dick wagged upright and mean looking.

He kneeled again to get you in. It slipped into your freshly shaved pussy and bumped your cervix again and again, slipped in and out of your wet density until it came. He growled, spit on your uterus and brought your own orgasm as his ejaculation overwhelmed you. The dick in your mouth also came, streaming salt squirting against your tongue and furiously halfway through your throat while the owner mumbling and whining. His stickiness ran around his shaft and dribbled warm in your chin. Your husband drew his now weak shaft, looked lovingly as his spit dropped out of you still cramping pussy to get wet over the fold of your ass and pool on the couch coarse upholstery.

Here you are in the gynecologist’s office, wondering if the ordeal really deserves control. But you can’t be too careful, and by the way, the nice doctor will have some comforting words to still calm your confused nerves. Is conjugal rape still conjugal, do you think to yourself, if your husband’s friend helps?

The nurse is here to escort you to the exam room. She’s small, Japanese, and her beautifully proportioned bottom swings nicely under her white dress as she points the way. You’ll be undressed and in your dress, she’ll come back to help you on the study table, and then help you put your feet in the stirrups. You notice she has unusual interest in your shaved condition. You blushing a deep red and half-close your thighs to her look. She warns you to stay open so the doctor can do his thing.

The doctor’s coming in. He too is directly affected by your naked cross, unusual in a man who sees so much every day… He listens to your story. You pour out the whole story, relieve yourself of every detail of last night’s atrocities. The nurse freaks out when your memory turns on, the good doctor seems to be breathing heavily when he breaks on a ‘pink cheater’ and gets to the point.

He squeezes a dollop of K-Y jelly on two fingers and investigates your genitals for what looks like eons. You start sweating, your eyes attached to the ceiling tiles, your nipples start stirring with your own mind under the thin cotton dress. You finally look down, wondering if he’ll ever be done, and you realize with a start that the beautiful nurse is pissing the doctor’s hardened dick through his pants!

“Forget it, sweetheart,” “all part of the procedure.” To achieve your intimate depths better, he grabs your clitoris with the thumb and forefinger of his free hand, he massages your vibrating little girl-cock enthusiastically as he pushes into you the deeper. You feel your fluid swell, your sweet sleeves balloons and trembling around his rhythmic research.

Not satisfied with the view that offers your position, he asks you to turn around and lift yourself up on all hands. You obey, open yourself up, and all the more embarrassingly exposed to their views. The nurse releases her employer’s bulging dick and lifts your dress above your shaking ass. You look back when he wets a forefinger with your juices on your ass to hold you, then resumes his investigation of your pathetic juicy pussy, you realize that the nurse is on her knees now, has released your GYN’s steaming penis from his pants and it sucks violently! It’s weird to think.

The stimulation is too much. You bent your back, raised your head and called on the map with a cross section of someone’s inner ear. Your horrible overstimulated cross-sticks and dissects your trusted coroner tirelessly. Your anus shrinks around its massaging finger and sprays your juices out of the sprawling mouth of your vagina and through your widespread thighs. Looking down the neck of your dress and between your hanging tits, you watch the nurse milk a beautiful seed from your doctor’s jerking organ. She swallows his shot loudly, then replaces his dick before he zips up nicely.

The doctor, now saturated and a good deal quieter than when he first saw your hairless pussy, removes the glove all sopping with your juices, washes his hands in the pelvis, assures that everything seems to be just fine. He leaves and his little helper helps you get off the table and back in your clothes.

You arrange a future visit to the reception and walk into the sunlight. Your knees are shaking a bit, but you feel much better looking for professional advice. After all, who can trust a woman if not her gynecologist?