My first trip to the gynocologist was definitely everything I hoped it would be.
I have known for awhile that I needed to be on birth control. I've been living with men since I was 17, and I have never practiced safe sex. My current partner and I are engaged to be married, and I finally decided that it was the right time. I scheduled the appointment with a doctor who had good reviews. I knew he was male, but I never have been prudish and I assumed that he was older. I didn't look him up until a few days later, and I realized I had been very, very wrong. He was not old, he was not nerdy, he was HOT. Purely, genuinely, attractive. I drifted off into fantasy, and I began to look up sexy gynocologist stories. I masturbated no less than 6 times on the first day reading these stories, and I kept up with the trend. This quickly became a fetish, an obsession, an addiction. I began thinking about accidentally cumming when he was examining me, about him playing with me for a little bit too long, about being soaking wet when he went down to look at me... I got so hot and bothered by these scenarios that I woke up while orgasming during a wet dream, to my partner asking whether it was about him. Of course, I told him it was, and kept my little secret replaying in my imagination while I let my partner finger me to a shaking and convulsing orgasm. Today was the day of the appointment, and originally I found myself extremely nervous. However, doctor hottie walked into the room and I felt my slit get hot and slick. He was very attractive. Nothing about what he did was unprofessional. He didn't touch me in an overly sensual manner. But I was overly sensitive, and every touch sent me into shocks. His breast examination led to me getting so wet that it was literally dripping toward my asshole. When he went down and examined my labia, I began to shake. The speculum didn't hurt at all, and when he inserted his fingers into me I had to grab hard to the table to keep from cumming right there on him. After the examination I felt refreshed, electrified, and extremely horny. In fact, I barely made it to the car. As soon as I shut my car door I shoved my hand down my pants and rubbed myself to two orgasms right in a row. I have a follow-up appointment in three weeks, and I am VERY excited.
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