Author:ErotikLixxx4U Category: Lesbian
Stacey hated to go to the gynecologist. Even as she turned into the parking lot of the Reproductive Institute, the thought crossed her mind to turn around and go back home.
Dr. Janeah Johnson came highly recommended by Stacey’s best friend Monica, when she shared the details of the problem she’d been having lately.
Stacey sighed loudly as she pulled into a parking space up front. She had to give it to Dr. Johnson, she was so understanding on the phone when she made the appointment.
Stacey was surprised and very pleased to find Dr. Johnson taking her own appointment calls. “My name is Stacey Roberts, and I’m calling to make an appointment with Dr. Janeah Johnson,” she explained.
“This is Dr. Janeah Johnson, can you explain the nature of you visit?” Dr. Johnson responded brightly. Stacey was a bit reluctant to explain the reason for her visit over the phone.
“Well,” Stacey Began, still looking for the words to explain what was going on. “I guess you could say that I’m a little concerned about some changes in my sexual response.”
As soon as the words left her lips, Stacey felt a rush of warmth in her face.
Dr. Johnson sensed the apprehension in Stacey’s voice and immediately seemed to go out of the way to make her feel comfortable. Say no more, Stacey, may I call you Stacey?” she asked in a kind and caring voice. “
Yes,” Stacey replied, in a voice barely above whisper.
“I want you to know that I understand what sensitive and uncomfortable issue this can be. Stacey was taken aback by the personalize approach to patient care Dr. Johnson provided. She made arrangements for Thursday afternoon at 12pm sharp.
So here it was, Thursday, and just 20 minutes shy of noon. Stacey sat in the car gathering courage to get out of the car.
She wondered what kind of treatment if any, could Dr. Johnson prescribe. She didn’t even know if she even had a real problem. All she really knew was that whatever it was caused serious problems in her intimate relations.
She first noticed a problem a few months after she turned 30. She had been single for nearly a year.
After she and her girlfriend of four years parted company, Stacey threw herself into work and school, and really didn’t realize that something inside her changed.
Just like any normal, healthy woman her age, she still had sexual desires, but being that she wasn’t in a relationship, she kept them under control.
She did indulge in pleasuring herself from time to time. Sometime to relieve stress, and sometimes to turn a restless night into a restful one.
It wasn’t until she began dating Tamara that she realized something was very wrong. It seemed no matter how turned on Stacey was, her body just would not respond to the touch of another.
Tamara had begun to take it personally. Stacey want so much for Tamara to be able to take her to the point of no return, but they’d tried everything from tongues to toys and nothing worked.
“Maybe you just aren’t attracted to me, or maybe you don’t like my touch,” Tamara had commented. But if Stacey knew nothing else, she knew that was far from true.
Tamara was beautiful inside and out. She had a creamy caramel complexion, and hazel green eyes. She stood at about 5’7″, she had and hourglass figure, and the sweetest, gentlest touch.
Before their relationship turned romantic, Stacey laid in bed many nights fantasizing about having Stacey’s lips between her thighs.
While she slipped her fingers beyond the plump lips of her moist pussy, she imagined looking down the length of her body, and seeing Tamara there with her eyes close, and her tongue buried deep inside her.
She imagined that Tamara would sense her orgasm was near, and her eyes would spring open and lock in a sensual gaze, while Stacey unleashed a flood of her juices all over her pretty face.
Even just sitting there in the car thinking about it made Stacey’s clit stand at attention.
She shook those thoughts from her head, grabbed her purse, and headed into the office, hoping that all signs of her arousal would subside by the time Dr. Johnson came in contact with her.
Stacey entered the office and stood at the reception desk. The place was deserted. She thought at least there would be some sort of assistant or something.
She’s only been standing there a few minutes, when the door to the back office opened and woman wearing a white lab coat stepped into the waiting area.
“You must be Stacey Roberts. Hi, I’m Dr. Janeah Johnson. ” she said while walking toward Stacey with her hand extended.
They shook hands and Dr. Johnson motioned for Stacey to follow her. “Don’t worry about insurance paperwork now, we need to get started if we’re going to be finished by my two o’clock appointment.”
Stacey put her medical insurance away and followed Dr. Johnson into a large office at the end of a long corridor.
“Have a seat, Stacey.” Dr. Johnson smiled, waiting patiently for Stacey to sit down before sitting down behind the large oak desk in front of her.
Stacey thought Dr. Johnson looked rather young to have accomplished so much. She looked around the room at the diplomas that decorated the walls.
Dr. Johnson didn’t look a day over 25, with shoulder length brown hair that she wore in a professional looking upsweep.
Under her doctor’s coat, she wore black scrubs, and Stacey could tell Dr. Johnson had some body beneath those clothes.
Dr. Johnson slipped on a pair of smart looking glasses, took out her note pad, and smiled at Stacey.
“Stacey, I know that discussing problems of this nature can sometimes be uncomfortable so I like for visits of this kind to be free of the time constraints of normal office visits.”
What I intend to do is get a little information from in here, do an examination, and then come back and deliver my findings.”
Stacey was loving Dr. Johnson’s approach. She felt comfortable an relaxed while she told the doctor her problem.
The doctor took notes, asked a few questions, and filled Stacey in on what was to come.
“Stacey, what we’re about to do is probably nothing like you’ve ever experienced in a doctors office before,” she explained.
“I’m going to put you through series of exercise to test varying levels of sexual response. From there we can talk about treatment options.”
Stacey stood and followed Dr. Johnson’s lead to the examination room. The doctor lead her inside gave her a gown an told her to get completely undressed, and leave the gown open to the front.
Dr. Johnson closed the curtain to allow her some privacy to do so, and prepared her instruments. When Stacey was ready, she told the doctor, and the examination began.
Dr. Johnson pulled back the curtain. She instructed Stacey to lay on the table and relax. She even asked Stacey what type of music she liked and put on a CD to help her relax.
Stacey laid back on the table and relaxed. She let her gown fall away from her body and shivered slightly from her skins exposure to the cool air.
She almost though she heard Dr. Johnson moan, as the gown slide away from he body. The doctor helped Stacey’s legs into the stirrups, explaining all the while.
She was going to insert a speculum into Stacey vagina. She was going to take a peek inside to make sure everything was as it should be.
Stacey braced herself for the cold metal speculum, but was pleasantly surprised by a warm instrument penetrating her.
“Gone are the days of the ice cold metal speculums, I take it this sensation is more to you liking,” the doctor said, with a smile in her voice.
Stacey nodded, and watched as the doctor sank onto a nearby stool and moved into position between her legs.
She couldn’t help but make a mental note to get to work on including the sexy doctor in her next masturbatory fantasy.
Stacey’s nipple hardened slightly. Partly because of the cool air and partly from watching the beautiful doctor at work between her legs.
“So far, so good,” smiled the doctor. She explained that she was about to attach a device onto the speculum that was to pull the hood of Stacey’s clitoris back, leaving the clitoris exposed for further examination.
She encouraged Stacey to close her eyes, relax, and concentrate more on the sensation throughout her pelvic region.
Stacey took a deep breath as she felt the doctor, pull the hood of her clit back and secure it with something.
In a downward motion, Stacey felt the doctors hand brush past her clit. Instantly, a chill ran up her spine, and a moan slipped from her lips. Almost immediately she was embarrassed. She felt like a freak.
How many people get off on a visit to the doctor? She heard Dr. Johnson giggle slightly, and then felt a gloved hand on her thigh.
“Don’t worry Stacey, we are here to test your sexual response and we are the only ones here. Feel free to express yourself in any way you need to.”
Stacey was still a little embarrassed, but Dr. Johnson made her feel very comfortable. The doctor began to manipulate Stacey’s clitoris with her fingers.
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