In order to avoid people’s attention, I specifically chose to go over there at noon when there were fewer people. When I arrived at the hospital urology department, there was only one female doctor, early 30s, about 168, more plump. Wearing a short-sleeved white coat, vaguely visible white bra and dark-colored triangular panties. The collar was low and the first button was held high at the level of the first button. Judging by the lettering on the shirt, it’s an advanced student from out of town.
When I entered, I asked, “Are you the only one? Is there a male doctor?”
“No, they’ve all gone on their lunch breaks, afraid of embarrassment?” Very posh tone.
In this way, I to twisted intimacy, busy saying, “No no no.”
“Then sit down.” I had to sit down at her table.
“What’s the problem? STDs?”
“No no, it’s not being able to get pregnant, I wonder if that’s my problem?”
“That’s easy.” She flipped through the chart, “Let’s ask you a few questions, and don’t be afraid to be embarrassed, I’m a doctor and I’m also married with a child.” She was very nice and tried her best to dispel my concerns. I kind of liked her and thought to myself, this woman is nice.
“Is the sex normal?” She asked.
“What’s called normal?”
“Okay, ask it this way, can you get a normal erection?”
To be honest, I used to get erections very quickly, but maybe after being married for a long time, my wife’s body doesn’t stimulate me enough, and lately I often have to ask my wife to use her hand a few times to get hard.
“What, embarrassed again, it’s okay, try to be honest, okay.” She asked as she saw me brooding. I had to tell the truth.
“Oh, how long has it been?”
“A year.”
“How long have you been married?”
“A year and a half.”
“No interest in your wife so soon?” She joked.
“Uh, no more, is that considered sick?” I asked softly.
“Not really, a lot of people do that and end up with an erection, that’s not impotence, but you may not be sexually demanding.”
“Maybe!”
“How many times a week?”
“Not always, probably 3 to 4 times a month.”
“Fairly normal, all the time?”
“More before we got married, almost every day, sometimes up to six times a day.” I relaxed a bit and let my tone loose.
“That good?!” She was a little disbelieving.
“That’s the most I’ve ever said.”
“Uh, is the erection hard now?” She squirmed a little.
“It’s worse than it used to be, it takes a few thrusts in there to get harder.” I relaxed completely.
“Is it long?”
“Ten minutes or so if you don’t stop.”
“Is the ejaculation strong?”
“It would be stronger with my wife up there getting me out.”
“You like this position? It’s not easy to get pregnant. Rear entry would be better.”
“I do like it. By the way, do women like rear entry?” I took the opportunity to flirt.
“Yeah.” She replied vaguely. “Your sex life is basically normal, get a semen test.” With that, she leaned down and pulled out a white bottle. That’s when I saw her inside through her collar, it was rather large and her dick seemed to be a little stupid.
“Go to the next room and shoot in there.” She handed me the bottle and pointed to a door.
“What for?” I didn’t react for a second.
“Shoot your cum in there, the way you masturbate, and don’t tell me you won’t.”
“Oh, it will, though.”
“But what?”
“It’s nothing, but in this part of the world, it might be more difficult in broad daylight.” I said.
“Don’t worry, no one’s in trouble.”
I thought to myself, what does this mean? But I didn’t think any further at the time and went into the room. The room was small, with a hospital bed for exams and some unidentified exam paraphernalia. I put down the bottle, unzipped my pants zipper and took out my dick. It was soft, small, and the glans was encased in a foreskin. I started to move it and there was little response.
At this time, I heard the doctor outside the door make a little noise, and suddenly I thought, this woman is so cheerful and plump, sex should be good. Thinking of this, the penis has moved, and after a while, it became bigger.
I closed my eyes, thinking about the doctor, and jerked my hand back and forth vigorously. Suddenly, I remembered what she had just said, “If there’s a difficulty, talk to me.” Was there a difficulty she could help with?
I decided to give it a try. I let go of my cock, letting it go limp, and sat down on the examining table to rest. Looking at my watch, it had been ten minutes since I came in. At this point, I purposely made the examination table loud so she could hear me. After another 5-6 minutes, I let my dick go, but left it unzipped, opened the door and walked out.
“Well?” She asked, blushing a little.
“No, can’t get out.”
“How come? That long?”
“I don’t know, I’m going really hard and it just won’t cum, the skin is kind of red.” I purposely stammered, looking a little sheepish.
“Well, let me give you a hand with that.” She said hesitantly.
A thrill went through me, it would really help me! But under my breath I stammered, “This. This.”
“Go in.” She closed the door and let me into the room.
“What’s the holdup?” She said while glancing at my stall. I responded and pulled out my cock.
“No, gotta take my pants off.” After saying that, she turned around and went to get a bottle and a condom. She told me to lie down with my legs apart, tore open the condom and put it on her right index finger, opened the bottle and poured some liquid out of it.
“What is it?”
“Paraffin oil, lie back.” She came over, pushed her hand upwards to spread her scrotum, and pushed the index finger of her right hand towards my anus.
“Take it easy, relax.”
I tried to relax and she reached in, maybe 1 CM. for the first time in my life I was being anally penetrated by someone and a voluptuous young woman, it felt very alien and comfortable and I yelped.
“Does it hurt? In a minute.”
She continued to enter, about 4 to 5 CM, and then took hold of my penis with her left hand. By this time, the penis was huge due to excitement.
“It’s hard.” She said, “It’s just a long foreskin.”
She tried flipping the foreskin down and the bright red glans was all the way out. Then, her right hand gently moved in the anus. At this moment, I suddenly understood the sexual physiological basis for the existence of gay men, and the pleasure was extremely intense and very comfortable, never less than penetrating the vagina.
I yelped again. “Is it hard?” She asked.
“No, it’s too cozy.” I responded directly.
“It’s called a prostate massage, and a lot of people will come in and ask for it on purpose.”
I suddenly felt a little unable to hold back and my penis jumped a little.
“If it’s coming out, speak up.” She said.
“Okay, I want to come. “
She let go of my cock and held the empty bottle to my glans as her right hand continued to massage the prostate while saying, “Move yourself.”
I jerked my penis vigorously with my right hand, and she stared with her eyes, watching me masturbate, a feeling that was, indeed, too exciting. Suddenly, the semen spurted out strongly with more vigor than any I had ever felt before, leaving a little on her hand as well, and, the penis throbbed a dozen times in a row.
In this moment, I felt like a god.
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“Okay.” Her voice woke me up.
I got up and said thank you.
“Thanks for what?” She asked.
“That was the most enjoyable ejaculation of my life.” I said.
“You’ll pick up the report in 3 days.”
“I’d like to see you again, when are you in?” The too-good-to-be-true experience made me want to make things right with her.
“A week from now, I’m on duty that day.”
I can see that she has no aversion to me. Besides, she is an outsider and should be willing to make a friend in this city. The class I was in was also good. I was full of confidence.
A week later, I was at the hospital again at the same time. When I got to the door of the clinic, she was seeing a male patient.
“Hello, Doctor.” I greeted.
“Well, hello, just wait a minute.” She recognized it was me.
I sat down next to them and watched them. After a moment’s work, the patient said thank you and left.
“I’ll get the report.”
She flipped out a report, looked at it, and said, “It’s your problem now, you have low sperm motility.”
“Any ideas?”
“It’s more difficult, it’s mostly luck. In the meantime, take care of your body and adjust your rhythm.”
“Adjusting the rhythm of what?”
“Frequency of sex. What did you expect?” She smiled and replied, “As little as possible, while choosing to do it when your wife is most likely to get pregnant, and pay attention to the positions.”
“What kind of position is better?”
“Better yet, go back in and let your wife kneel a little longer when you’re done.” She blushed a little again and I liked it.
“Okay, thanks Doc, I’ll see you later.”
“I can’t, I’m going back in a month.”
We chatted. Turns out she was from a county hospital and her fellowship ended in a month. I decided to make the most of it.
“Can I buy you dinner tonight?”
“Why?”
“You helped me, besides I have some questions for you, why don’t we make friends?”
“Okay. Tell you what, I get off work at 2, why don’t we go for tea.” She was more forthcoming and made a suggestion at the same time.
“Okay, then I’ll meet you in front of the Spring Tea Room at 2:30.” After the appointment, I got up and left first.
At 2 o’clock, I arrived at the tea room, this time of day, there are fewer people. I picked a secluded private room, asked for a pot of oolong. 2:25, went downstairs to pick her up, just as she also arrived, wearing a white bottom fine flowers sleeveless long dress, very flavorful. After some hobnobbing, I went upstairs and sat down.
The booth was small, seating about 4 people, the stools were train-chair style with couch cushions, and she and I sat down facing each other, talking inconsequential nonsense in order to slowly close the distance.
Half an hour later, we were already getting along, talking about almost nothing. She was a generous person, born with dainty eyes, the kind of eyes that are easy to screw.
“You’ve been here a year and only gone back once, is your husband okay with that?” I began to test the waters.
“Yes, he’s been here many times, he has a car, and it’s not far by road anyway.”
“What’s he doing here?”
“What do you think it can do?”
“Is he in strong demand?”
“Very intense, so to speak, every time I arrive I have to come a little, and still have it at the end of the night.” She smiled, happiness written on her face.
“What about you?”
“I’m okay, more passive, but easily aroused by him.”
“What’s he going to do without you? Find another woman?” I asked.
“I don’t think so, he’s honest, not a talker like you, he’ll work it out on his own.”
“You mean masturbation?” I deliberately chose that phrase.
“Yes, he’ll tell me, and I know he has this hobby, and he does it a lot when I’m home.”
“I like it too, it’s weird, guys do it. But the last time you checked me out was the most comfortable I’ve ever been, and I think I’m pretty kinky sometimes!”
“Why do you say that?” She asked.
“I like to masturbate, and I also like to masturbate in front of other women, and I like it when women masturbate for me, and I feel aroused when someone is watching me.” I said as I put one hand on my stall and rubbed it a couple times.
“You’re not thinking about it again.”
“Yes, do you mind?” I said as I took out my penis, which was already large.
“How dare you here?” She said in a rather interested tone as she watched me lasso my own cock.
“It’s okay, the waitress won’t come, I know the lady who owns this store very well.” I lashed out hard.
“Will you help me, like last time.” With that I stood up and walked over to her, erect cock, to her face.
She stared at my cock, “Actually, yours is pretty big. But not like last time, you can only fuck the front.”
When she finished, she took my penis in her hand, a very hot hand, very comfortable. She turned down my foreskin and examined it professionally, very carefully.
“Nice and clean, but there’s a slight odor.” After saying that, she dabbed some tea on a napkin and carefully cleaned my glans.
When I was done, I sniffed again with my nose and said to me, “Sit down, I’ll get it.”
I sat down beside her, hugged her, put my hand on her breast and asked, “May I.”
She nodded. I reached in through the neckline, and damn, it was big, soft, and the nipples were hard and big. I rubbed it hard, a feeling of bliss all over my body. Her hand gently masturbated me. Neither of us spoke. After a while, I put my hand underneath her and felt that she was already wet at the base of her thighs.
“Wait a minute.” She blocked me with her hand for a moment, then she pulled her panties down and took a wet wipe to her pussy.
“I just took a piss.” She explained.
I took the opportunity to lift her skirt and look at her. It was really nice, her ass was big and perky, her pubic hair was more plentiful and dense, and her stomach was not patterned or flabby, it was slightly bulging.
“Am I fat?”
“No, it’s good, I like a woman with some meat on her bones.”
She sat down and took my cock in her hand. “Actually, I like to masturbate men.”
“Do you masturbate yourself?”
“Sometimes.”
“With toys?”
“For the most part I don’t use it, but for a while I went a little crazy and tried a lot of stuff. In college, I didn’t know any better and messed around. I loved sex and had sex with my boyfriend almost every day in college.”
I was thrilled to hear that, and two fingers went into her pussy, thrusting so hard that she bled a lot. Her vagina was so elastic that one finger felt almost as good as two.
“I like it when you get me.” She whispered as her head lay down next to my cock.
I came interested, this was a woman who dared to try. I let go of her and lay her down, spread her legs and licked her pussy, she shivered.
“How about trying a cup?”
When I finished, I picked up a small teacup and slowly inserted it in her wet pussy. Her vagina contracted beautifully.
“I’ll sit on you.” She demanded.
She turned her back to me and slowly sat down with her hand on my cock. The ass was really big and white. My cock got even harder. She kept rimming up and down as I admired her big ass from behind.
Suddenly, there were footsteps at the door and the waitress asked if she wanted more water. I pulled the door open a crack back and said no. “You can ring the bell if you need anything.” The waiter obviously saw what was going on and immediately walked away.
The risk of exposure spurred us on, and the two of us toyed with it like animals. She was dripping and slippery and I dabbed a little on my finger and poked at her asshole, slowly reaching in.
“Comfortable?” I asked.
“It’s exciting.”
Encouraged, I slipped in most of my fingers and moved them. She moaned with pleasure.
The waitress came back over, “You guys, lighten up.”
It was a nice tea room with a lady for the evening. With a turn of mind, I took the opportunity to pull open the door of the room so that the waiter could get a thorough look at us.
“Excuse me, I’d like two quick wipes and some water.”
The waitress left with a red face, and after a while the boss’s wife and a woman in her 40’s came over with what I asked for in their hands and said, “Be gentle, you guys, you heard it all downstairs.”
I’ve been here a couple times. She pimped me out. She’s familiar.
“She’s my friend, it’s okay.” I said to the female doctor.
“You’re so lucky, your girlfriend is hot.” The boss’s wife said with a big smile, watching us make love.
“I’m going to cum.”
“Wait a minute.” She moved her ass out of the way and took my cock in her hand, and I slipped my hand into her pussy.
“You guys can really fuck.” The boss’s wife watched us masturbate.
“I’m going to have an orgasm!”
The female doctor went a little wild as she let go of my cock and stood in front of me rubbing her clit vigorously with her hand, then screamed, her whole body spasmed and she collapsed on top of me.
I sheathed my cock hard, cumming hard in ecstasy as the two women watched.