“What’s the problem? An STD?” “No no, it’s not being able to get pregnant, I don’t know 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 and have a child I’m a doctor and I’m 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 is a nice woman. “Is the sex life normal” she asked. “What do you call normal?” “Well, put it this way, can you get a normal erection?” To be honest, I used to have a very fast erection, maybe I’ve been married for a long time, my wife’s body doesn’t stimulate me enough, lately, I often need my wife to use her hand to screw a few times before I get hard.
“What, embarrassed again, it’s okay, try to be honest, okay?” She asked me, seeing that I was depressed. I had to tell the truth to. “Oh, how long has it been?” “About a year.” “How long have you been married?” “A year and a half” “Not interested in your wife so soon?” She joked. “No more. Is that a disease?” “Not really, a lot of people are like that, eventually they can get an erection, that’s not impotence, but your sexual demand may not be strong. Wife is fine with that” she was nagging me. “Maybe there is, sometimes” “How many times a week?” “Not always, maybe 3-4 times a month” “That’s pretty normal, is it always like that?” “Before I got married it was more, almost every day, sometimes up to 6 times a day” I relaxed a bit and spoke a bit more freely. “That bad” she said, a little disbelieving. “I’m talking about the most I’ve ever had” “Well, is the erection hard now?” She wriggled her body a little. “Worse than before, it takes a couple of come in there to get harder.” I relaxed completely.
“Is it long?” “About ten minutes if you don’t stop.” “About ten minutes if you don’t stop” “Is the ejaculation strong” “It’s stronger when my wife is on top and lassoing me out” “You like this position? It’s not easy to get pregnant. Rear entry is better” “I like it too, by the way, do women like rear entry?” I took the opportunity to flirt. “I guess” she replied vaguely. “Your sex life is basically normal, get a semen test.” After saying that, she bent down and pulled out a white bottle. At this point, I saw her inside through her collar, it was rather large and her dick seemed to be stirring a bit. “Go in the next room and get it in there.” She handed me the bottle and pointed to a door. “What for?” I didn’t respond for a second. “Shoot your cum in there, the way you masturbate, and don’t tell me you won’t.” “Oh, yes, but…” “But what?” “Nothing, it might be more difficult in this place, in broad daylight.” I said. “Don’t worry, no one’s here, we’ll talk about it if it’s difficult.” I thought to myself, what does this mean? I didn’t think to go down then and went inside.
In fact, it was small, with a hospital bed for exams and some unidentified exam paraphernalia. I put down the bottle, unzipped my pants zipper and pulled out my dick. It was soft, small, and the glans was encased in foreskin. I started to move it, with little response. At that moment, I heard a little noise from the doctor outside the door, and suddenly I thought, this woman is so cheerful and plump, the sex should be good. Thinking about it, my dick moved, and after a while, it got bigger. I closed my eyes, thinking about the doctor, my hand jerked back and forth vigorously. Suddenly, I remembered what she said just now: there are difficulties in saying. Is there a difficulty she can help? I decided to give it a try. I let go of my penis, let it soften, and sat down on the examination table to rest. I looked at my watch and saw that it had been ten minutes since I came in. At this point, I purposely made the examining table very loud so she could hear it. After having 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, it won’t come out.” “How come? That long?” “I don’t know, I’ve been pushing really hard and it just won’t cum, the skin is a little red” I deliberately stammered, looking a little shy. “Well, let me help you a little.”
She said hesitantly. My heart was excited, really will help me ah. But in my mouth, I said, “This… this… This.” “Go in.” She closed the door and let me in. “What are you doing?” She said, while glancing at my stall. I responded and pulled out my cock. “No, gotta take my pants off.” Said Late as she turned to get a bottle of something 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’s this?” “Paraffin oil, lie back” she came over to me, pushed her hand upwards to spread her scrotum and pushed her right index finger into my anus “Relax, relax.” I tried to relax and she reached in, about 1cm.
For the first time in my life I was being anally penetrated, and being a voluptuous young woman, I screamed out as I felt very alien and comfortable. “Does it hurt? It will be fine in a while” She continued to enter, about 4-5 CM, and then, with her left hand, held my penis. By this time, due to excitement, the penis was huge. “It’s very hard.” She said. “It’s just that the foreskin is a bit long,” she tried to turn it 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. The pleasure was extremely intense and very comfortable, never less than penetrating a vagina. I had a yelp. “Is it hard?” She asked. “No, it’s too comfortable,” I responded directly. “It’s called prostate pressing and a lot of people will come in and ask for it on purpose.” I suddenly felt a little unable to resist 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 took the empty bottle to my glans as her right hand continued to massage the prostate. At the same time, she said, “Move yourself.” I jerked my penis as hard as I could with my right hand, her eyes staring, watching me masturbate, a feeling that was really too exciting. Suddenly, my semen spurted out with more force than I had ever felt before, leaving a little bit on her hand, and my penis throbbed more than ten times in a row. At this moment, I felt like a god. “There,” her voice woke me up. I got up and said thank you. She asked, “Thanks for what?” I said, “That was the most enjoyable ejaculation of my life.” “You’ll come back in 3 days to pick up the report.” “I still want to see you, when are you in?” The fact that it was too good of an experience made me want to fix it with her. “A week from now, I’m on duty that day.” I could tell that she didn’t resent me. Besides, she was an outsider who should be willing to make a friend in this city. The class I was in was also good. I was filled with 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. I greeted her, “Hello, doctor.” “Hey, wait a minute.” She recognized me. I sat down next to her and watched them. After a while, 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 vigor.” “Is there anything that can be done?” “It’s difficult, it depends on luck. At the same time, pay attention to the maintenance of the body body, adjust the rhythm.” “Adjust what rhythm?” “The frequency of sex. What do you think?” She smiled and replied : “Try to have it as little as possible, and at the same time choose to have it when your lover is most likely to get pregnant, and pay attention to the position.” “What kind of position is better?” “Rear entry, and when you’re done, let your lover kneel a little longer.” 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 and it turned out that she was from a county hospital and her refresher course was over in a month. I decided to hurry up. “Can I buy you dinner tonight?” “Why?” “You helped me, besides I have some questions I want to ask you, why don’t we make friends?” “Okay, how about this, 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, okay.” After making the appointment, I got up and left first.
At 2:00, I arrived at the tea room. At this time of day, there were fewer people. I picked a secluded private room, asked for a pot of oolong. 2:25, went downstairs to pick her up. Just in time, she arrived, wearing a long sleeveless dress with a white background and fine flowers, very flavorful. I went upstairs to sit down after exchanging pleasantries. This room is not big, about can hold 4 people, stools are train chair type, there are sofa cushions, she and I sat down face to face. Some irrelevant nonsense was said to bridge the distance. I won’t go into it here. After half an hour, we were already getting along and talking about almost nothing. She was a generous person, born with dainty eyes, the kind of eyes that are easy to mess with. “You’ve been here a year and only gone back once, is your husband okay with that?” I began to test. “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?” “Is he very demanding?” “Very intensely, you could say, he wants a little every time he arrives, and more at night.” She smiled, well-being written on her face. “And what about you?” “I’m okay, more passive, but easily aroused by him.” “What’s he going to do when you’re not around? Find another woman.” I asked. “I don’t think so, he’s honest and not as talkative as you. He’ll work it out for himself.” “You mean masturbate?” I chose that terminology on purpose. “Yes, he’ll tell me, and I know he’s into it, he does it a lot when I’m home.” “I like it too, it’s weird, all men do it. But the last time you checked me out was the most comfortable I’ve ever been. I think I’m rather perverted sometimes.” “Why do you say that?” She asked. “I like to masturbate, and I like to masturbate in front of other women, and I like women to masturbate for me, and I find it arousing to have someone 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 cock, which was already large. “How dare you in here?” She said in a rather interested tone as she watched me work my cock. “It’s okay, the waitress won’t be here, I know the head lady of this store very well.” I stroked harder, “Will you come and 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 quite big. But not like last time, you can only fuck the front.” After saying that, she held my penis with said grip. It was a very hot hand, very comfortable. She turned down my foreskin and head shift sexually inspected it, very carefully. “Not bad, pretty clean, but there is a little un-do.” After saying that, she dipped a napkin in some tea and carefully cleaned my glans. After finishing and sniffing with her nose, she said to me: “Sit down, I’ll get it.” I sat down beside her, hugged her, put my hand on her chest and asked: “Can I.” She nodded.
I reached in through the neckline, and damn, it was big, it was soft, and the nipples were hard and big. I rubbed it hard, a sense of well-being all over. 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. Then she removed her panties and set them aside, stood up, 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’s really nice” Her ass was big and perky, her pubic hair taught and dense and a little hard. There was no pattern on her stomach and it wasn’t loose, slightly bulging. “Am I fat?” “No, it’s fine, 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 tools.” “Mostly not, but for a while I went a little crazy and tried a lot of things. In college, didn’t know any better, messed around. I loved sex. Had sex with my boyfriend almost every day in college.” I was thrilled to hear that, and I stuck two fingers in her pussy, thrusting so hard that she bled a lot. Her pussy was so elastic that one finger felt almost as good as two. “I love 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?” With that said, I picked up a small teacup and slowly inserted it in her wet pussy. Her cunt contracted beautifully. “Let me sit on you.” She demanded. She turned her back to me, held my cock in her hand and slowly sat down. 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 for more water. I pulled the door open a crack 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 fucked like animals. She was dripping and slippery.
I dabbed a little with my finger and poked it into her asshole. Slowly reached in. “Comfortable?” I asked. “It’s exciting.” Encouraged, I slipped in most of my finger and moved it. She moaned with pleasure. The waiter came over again: “Be gentle.” It was a nice tea market with a lady for the evening. I had a change of heart and took the opportunity to pull open the door to the room, allowing the waiter to get a good look at us. ∶ “I’m sorry, I want two wet wipes, and add some water.” The waiter red-faced away, after a while the head of the family a 40-year-old woman came over, holding what I want to say: “You guys light, downstairs are heard.” I’ve been here a few times, she helped me pimp, very familiar. “She’s my friend, it’s okay.” I said to the female doctor.
“You’re so lucky, your girlfriend is hot.” The head homegirl said with a smile on her face, watching us make love. “I’m going to cum,” “Wait a minute.” She moved her ass out of the way and used her hand on my cock. I put my hand in her pussy too. “You guys can really fuck.” The head house mother watched us masturbate. “I’m going to come,” the female doctor went a little wild as she let go of my cock and stood in front of me rubbing her clit hard with her hand, then screamed, her whole body spasmed and she collapsed on top of me. I lashed my cock as hard as I could and squirted as the two women watched.