(first episode)
Handbook of a Male Gynecologist (Episode 1 and more to come) These are my personal experiences, and I welcome letters from my peers and others to share them. I am a male gynecologist. As a doctor, I am competent; as a man, I am lucky. My day job is to work with women’s most secret places. To work is to enjoy, and this opportunity does not come to every man.
Being a gynecologist for a long time, I will come into contact with many women’s genitals, and the impulse to see a woman’s genitals has long since disappeared, and only beautiful, well-dressed women will arouse my interest. Frankly speaking, I don’t have any good feelings towards women, they are selfish, petty, arrogant and vulgar.
I didn’t mean to be a gynecologist, but the hospital assigned me to do it and I had to do it to survive. But I soon realized that this job could make a lot of compensation for me. I come from a poor background, although I study and work extremely hard, but since childhood, I have suffered from discrimination, insults, do not have the dignity of a human being, when I meet women, this situation is still prevalent.
But now things have changed, as a doctor, I am now the master of those women. No matter how arrogant and beautiful they were, when they took off their pants, spread their legs as wide as they could in front of me, and let my fingers move freely in and out of the depths of their vaginas, their arrogance was gone, just like a plaything in my hands — a bitch.
Although I hate women, it is strange to say that those arrogant, intolerant women who bring me discrimination and insults are extremely attractive to me. I think this may be due to these reasons: intellectual women often do not have a woman’s flavor; and arrogant, intolerant women are sexy, so people can not help but want to take possession of. These women never put me in the eye, so the reverse psychology makes me want to possess them even more.
This hospital I was in was one of the biggest in the area and all the people who were sick tried to squeeze in to see it. Doctors are a lucrative job, and patients are at the mercy of their doctors, so to speak.
One day, most of the doctors in our department went to a meeting at an outside hospital, and I was the only one in the clinic. Not long after I started work in the morning, a young woman came to see the doctor. On her medical record, she was 25 years old and married. I asked about the situation, and it turned out that she had come to see the doctor because of menstrual cramps. She told me the details, and I knew how to cure this disease, but I did not want to miss this great opportunity to enjoy.
She was wearing a tight black leather skirt and black stockings today. As she was sitting, the skirt had to cover less than when she was standing, and the roots of the stockings were exposed, making her look extremely sexy; her buttocks were so big that it almost burst the already small tight skirt; she wore a white semi-transparent white blouse that is very common nowadays, and you could vaguely see her plump breasts wrapped inside; her tits were very stiff, and from the shape, you could tell that she wasn’t using a brassiere with a sponge, because If you use a bra with sponge, although the shape is also very straight, but gives the impression of a rounded kind (sponge bra can only be made like this), rather than like her, outside the tip of the inside wide, like a cone. The thighs were plump, and the mixed roundness of the belly slightly protruding from the leather skirt wrapped around them was evocative.
Her makeup was done in a very sexy way, with dark eye shadow and red and thick lipstick. All in all, the body exudes a young woman’s unique mature, sexy atmosphere. The thought that after a while, she is going to be extremely reluctant , but inevitably stripped off her pants, let me play with her most valuable place, my heartbeat accelerated, can not hold myself.
I have been interested in women of this age since I was a child, and according to my experience, judging from her dress, clothes, and mannerisms, she is not a chicken, nor is she a watery kind of woman, she should belong to the kind of woman who does not have much education, loves to dress up, loves to wear good clothes, is rather snobbish, tries hard to curry favor with the rich and her bosses, and disdains the poor, and wants to find a husband with good conditions while she is young and pretty, but does not Do not want to mess around, do chicken, do second wife of the kind of women.
It’s a godsend. This kind of woman is right up my alley. You know as a gynecologist who has seen many female genitals, a chick for sale, and the kind of woman who just messes around, calmly removes her pants, skillfully lies down on the gynecological examination bed, does not blush, does not jump, and constantly teases you with her eyes, this situation for me, on the contrary, there is no attraction.
I said to her in a commanding tone, “You need a gynecological exam.”
My tone of voice made it impossible for her to hesitate, and I could see that she was very not interested, but still helplessly followed me into the gynecological examination room.
I ordered again, “Take off your outer pants and panties, lie down on the examining bed, rest your legs on the stand as wide as you can, and straighten your pubic hair so that it doesn’t block your vaginal opening. I’m going to examine your vagina and uterus.”
At my words, her face turned red. This was not only said to her, but also to myself. Normally anyone who said such things to someone else’s wife would undoubtedly be beaten up, but as a gynecologist, I could order her around like this, which could greatly stimulate my libido.
After saying this, I began to get excited, the most exciting scene is about to start, this charming young woman in front of me is about to show a woman’s most mysterious parts in front of me extremely reluctant , but can not be helped. To know in addition to her husband, but no one has this opportunity ah! I don’t know what her husband will think? Just thinking about it makes me even more excited, it’s even more enjoyable than looking at a virgin. This is my hobby, I don’t know if there are any other friends who have the same hobby with me.
Only slowly she reached behind her waist and unbuttoned her skirt, unzipped it again and took it off. She was wearing a pair of very usual panties, the very common red, with white trim on both sides of the pantyhose kind of panties, although not fashionable, but gives a very warm feeling, more sexy. Probably because they were washed often, the pants were loose, and the cloth at the crotch of the pants shrunk together and became very narrow, and a few tufts of pubic hairs had been exposed. The beautiful curves of the whole leg were obvious to me at a glance, the thighs were very plump and the elastic band of the stockings sunk deep into the flesh, making them look fleshy.
She looked up at me slightly, saw that I was looking at her, and hurriedly lowered her head in shame, hesitated slightly, and finally took off her panties.
Her lower body was now naked, and her characteristic feminine shyness made her instinctively clench her legs, but I realized that this was her last futile resistance. At my urging she sat down on the examining bed, put her hand into her pants, uncovered and straightened the pubic hair covering the opening of her vagina, then rested her legs on the stand and lay back, spreading her legs as wide as she could. I pulled her blouse down again to just above her belly button and her plump belly was revealed.
I felt a sense of happiness when I saw a woman who had just been fully clothed, wrapped in sexy clothes, but whose lower body was now naked. Although the doctor is examining the patient, according to the theory that “if a man’s finger touches a woman’s pubic area, it is considered to be sexual intercourse” (which is the criterion for determining rape cases in the law), as a male gynecologist, he has the conditions and privileges to have sexual intercourse with every female patient.
Looking at her plump, sexy, exposed bottom, I felt that she was like a lamb to be slaughtered, and a sex machine that had given up its flesh and genitals for the pleasure of the Emperor. I put on my rubber gloves, lubricated them, and prepared to enjoy myself.
Her pubic hair was thick and her vaginal opening was slightly open, typical of the vulva of a young woman who had just started having sex. The anus was tender and pink around it. In order to increase my libido, I was going to ask questions that sounded like a diagnostic need, but were actually for the pleasure of having her pants down and having to answer a lot of private and very embarrassing questions.
I asked, “Your labia are a little red and swollen, did you just have sex with your husband yesterday?”
She replied extremely shyly, “Yes.”
I asked again, “How many days on average do you have sex?”
Her eyes were closed, and she could tell that she was extremely shy, as she was spreading her legs to the maximum, exposing the most mysterious part of a woman to the eyes of a male doctor, while at the same time having to answer such embarrassing questions. However, for the sake of treatment, she could only answer the question: “On average, once every two days.”
I pretended to say, “This is too much.”
She replied, “I can’t help it, my husband is very demanding.”
I said, “That’s not good, it’ll damage your vagina.”
Seeing that I had asked about as much as I could, I slipped two fingers of my right hand into her vagina, moving them in and out, while the fingers of my right hand gently stroked her clitoris. As a doctor with extensive medical knowledge, I knew how to bring a woman to orgasm, but of course I wasn’t trying to be kind.
After a moment’s work, her vaginal opening began to secrete lewd fluid, her legs began to tremble slightly, and she moaned uncontrollably.
Looking at her white semi-transparent shirt in the black bra under the high tits, white and slightly raised belly, black pubic hair between the legs, fat ass, and black stockings wrapped under the legs, I can not help but secretly screamed: “Good! Tasteful! Really the woman of women.”
Then I reached my fingers deeper and stroked up her cervix, and she moaned even more, and began to tremble all over her body, her face even more piquant than when she came. It was such good bliss to see her from head to toe, a scene of unparalleled warmth and heart.
This lasted about 5 minutes later, I see is almost the same, it will take the finger out, take the cotton swab on some of her secretion of obscene liquid, smelled, said: “no odor, should not be sense of leakage.” Said and took the cotton swab to her nose, so that she herself also smelled. Ha! Ha! At this time her heart should be a kind of taste ah?
Then I said to her, “Take off the stockings and the clothes on top of them, I want to examine them carefully.”
Hearing my words, she hesitated a bit and asked, “Isn’t it a gynecological exam?”
I replied, “Since it doesn’t seem to be sensual leakage, it could be an endocrine disorder, so I’ll have to check my skin and breasts.”
Listening to my words. She obediently got off the examination bed and began to remove her socks. With one leg on the ground and one leg propped up on the bed, she used her hands to slowly remove the socks. The action of taking off the socks, the naked lower body, the black stockings wrapped jade legs, the big white ass, and the sexy mass of pubic hair, all showed that at this moment she was my plaything. Even the most arrogant woman in my hands would become a sexy bitch for me to play with.
Stockings quickly finished, she lowered her head and began to take off her shirt, the shirt came off, revealing a black bra, so firm and plump. The bra also finally came off, the two firm tits were exposed in front of my eyes without any cover, white, tender and big.
The fat flesh, exudes a seductive luster, sweet smell, make my blood boil. I stepped forward and stroked it without a care in the world, and pretentiously asked, “Is there any pain? If so, it could be a lump.”
Her head was bowed, her eyes closed, and she was too shy to even bother answering.
I started stroking her nipples again, and before long, a blush appeared on her tits, her nipples began to rise, her tits became firmer, and her gasps began to intensify, making her look a little breathless. I grabbed them and squeezed her tits again and wiggled them around for a full moment.
Quite a bit of time had passed, and I thought it was about time, so I began to examine her legs. I started from the roots of her thighs and touched them all the way to her feet, playing with those exquisite feet. Such beautiful feet, so round and moist, this woman’s body is full of treasures.
I was a little tired after playing most of the day, so I told her, “Okay, you can put your pants on now.”
I took my time in organizing my instruments and watched as she put on her panties, stockings, bra, blouse, skirt, and fitted her stilettos in front of me. In the blink of an eye, the bitch who had been naked and at my mercy just a moment ago now resumed the appearance of a beautiful, stylish and arrogant new wave woman. If she walked down the street, men with ordinary clothes, no money, and no background would be likely to be insulted with blank stares if they took a look at her.
Those who do not know about gynecology will probably feel inferior and will not be able to experience her pain, but they will never think that such a woman can be toyed with at will by male gynecologists. Like many women, they belong to the kind of no high cultural level, love to dress up, love to wear good clothes, more snobbish, on the rich, on the boss to please, on the poor do not care, want to claim that young and beautiful to find a good husband, but do not want to mess around, do chicken, as a second wife of the kind of women.
For many poor boys born in poverty like me, they are so sexy, beautiful, arrogant and unattainable that they make one feel the pain of being unattainable. But this kind of women has a characteristic that when they see someone who can bring them some kind of benefit (including the benefit of seeing a doctor), their bone-deep bitchiness will be exposed and they will submit to that person.
(After the examination, they couldn’t help being shy and asked me my name and working hours, and said that if they had any problems in the future, they would come back to me and ask me to take care of them. The tone of their voice was extremely pretentious, which is the best proof.)
In fact, they are not fundamentally different from those prostitutes and women who sleep with almost everyone they know. They use the capital of beauty to find a good husband, get good material enjoyment, in fact, is in prostitution, only the prostitute is in retail, they are in wholesale. If there is any difference, it is that when we play with them, it will feel more exciting. What they are doing is just reducing their labor intensity and increasing their value.
(The reason why turtle is more attractive than ham hock sold in supermarkets is that it is expensive and not usually available, which makes it relatively precious. The same applies to women.) In fact, I used to think of women in the same way as all the poor boys, but my work has made me change this view. The reason why I wrote my experience, is to tell the majority of poor boys like me, for those who make us feel sexy, beautiful, arrogant, make people feel unattainable, so that there is a kind of unattainable pain in the woman, there is no big deal, as long as you can make them feel that you can bring them some kind of benefit, you can make them although they do not love , but yet have no choice but to take off their pants and face you with their legs crossed.
I came from the same background as you, and through my own continuous efforts, I have finally achieved the privilege of enjoying women every day. I am an example of success. Instead of suffering in silence, why don’t you work hard now, achieve results and enjoy the women! Don’t forget to write to me.
(to be continued)