Stacey, moaned again slightly, and was comforted by the doctor’s hand on her thigh. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second.
If she didn’t know better, she would’ve sworn she could feel the doctors warm breath on her pubes, but she didn’t dare open her eyes.
“Stacey, everything looks great so far, your responding wonderfully to direct clitoral stimulation. Right now I’d like for you to show me how you pleasure yourself.”
Stacey blushed again, and the doctor smiled. “I know this is embarrassing, but in order to help you, I need to see the difference between your response to my stimulation, and your response to your own.”
Stacey smiled. She closed her eyes and slipped her fingers inside her pouting pussy lips. She could her the doctor taking notes.
Her fingers worked furiously back and forth over her swollen clit. In her mind she though imagined that it was the doctor’s tongue flipping and licking on her clit.
She imagined looking down the length of her body and the doctor locking eyes with hers She was near her climax, when she felt a hand on her stomach.
“Don’t cum yet, Baby”, said the doctor. Stacey’s mind was going wild. She could’ve sworn she heard the doctor call her Baby!
Stacey’s eye’s sprang open to find the well put together Dr. Johnson, wearing nothing but her lab coat and a smile.
Any other time, and with any other doctor, Stacey would’ve been on her way to the police station by now, but Dr. Johnson looked so good standing there with one foot on her stool and the long fingers from her right hand buried deep inside her smooth, sticky wet pussy, made Stacey quickly forget about how many laws Dr. Johnson just broke.
Stacey tried to sit up , and Dr. Johnson pushed her back down. In one fluid movement, the doctor removed the speculum, and covered Stacy’s clit with her mouth.
Stacey startled herself with the moan that escaped her lips. The doctors tongue worked furiously over her clit, slipping in and out of the juicy folds of her cunt.
Without missing a beat, the doctor reached around, grabbed her panties and pushed them into Stacey’s open mouth.
Between licking and sucking up all of Stacey’s sweet pussy nectar, she told her that her panties had been wet since the day she first heard her voice.
Stacey was both surprised and excited to know that the doctor had felt this way. From the scent, taste, and most of all the wetness of the panties in her mouth, the doctor had been wet since the second the said hello.
The doctor brought her within inches of an earth shattering climax over and over again. At one point she even pulled over a second examination table, slipped the end of a double dong inside of each of their pussies and the hammered away at each other.
Dr. Johnson laid back on the second examination table and spread her legs wide. Stacey propped herself up on her elbows and watched.
She laid before Stacey and pushed her fingers deep inside herself. Her eyes locked on Stacey as she plunged her fingers in and out of her pussy fast and hard.
After a few minutes passed the doctor could hold back no longer. She started to shiver, shake, and moan Stacey’s name.
A moment later she cursed aloud and a hot stream of cum splashed across Stacey’s face as the doctor came hard and fast, squirting her hot juices all over herself, the table and the floor.
Stacey more turned on that she ever had been before. The doctor leaped off the table and dove mouth fist onto Stacey’s swollen clit.
At the same time she buried two fingers and then three deep inside of her and massaged Stacey’s G spot.
Stacey found that her body had a mind of it’s own as she found herself fucking both the doctors face and fingers at the same time.
Stacey was so close, her eyes watered, and she moan to the doctor, “please let me cum for you.”
The doctor increased her intensity, and slid one of the three slippery fingers she had buried is Stacey’s cunt, into her tight little asshole.
Stacey gasped just before the orgasm over too her and erupted in a flood hot sticky gurlcum.
Dr. Johnson licked up every drop, and it was over. They we’re both speechless and spent, as the dresses in silence.
One the both were ready, they left the exam room and retreated to the office. They sat in silence for a while before Dr. Johnson found her voice.
“After my findings, I conclude that everything is in working order, Stacey,” she sighed. “If you don’t have any questions for me, take a seat in the waiting room, and I will write out my diagnosis, and you’ll have that to take with you.”
Questions? Stacey’s mind was full of questions. Is this the type of treatment that all of her patients received? There’s no wonder her appointment book wasn’t booked clear through 2005!
Stacey still hadn’t found her voice and found herself out in the waiting room. Lunch for the office was almost over, and the staff was beginning to re-assemble in their places.
“Shit!”, Stacey thought to herself. “What was a visit like that going to cost?!” She dug around in her purse for her insurance information. She didn’t see anything in her benefits handbook about this type of coverage, that’s for sure.
Stacey stood to her feet and began to walk over to the reception desk. The door to the back office was slightly ajar, and she could barely make out Dr. Johnson, standing next to an older woman in a lab coat.
At first glance, it looked as if the older woman was really letting the doctor hear a piece of her mind. Stacey inched closer to the door to get within earshot of the two.
“Janeah, you wanted a summer job, and I gave you one. If you weren’t my daughter, you be out on your ass! What kind of back office assistant are you, exam room one looks like a tornado hit it, and you been here all alone for two hours!”
Stacey, found her voice while she backed away from the door. “Daughter?… Back Office Assistant?…” she gasped.
At that moment the real Dr. Johnson and her daughter, turned around. Stacey couldn’t believe it!
The Dr. Johnson that turned her out was the real doctor’s 18 year old daughter, Janeah. She rushed over to Stacey, ushering her back into the waiting room and shut the back office door behind her.
She held a finger to her lips and handed Stacey a prescription. Stacey accepted it and walked out of the office still in shock.
She returned to her car, and just sat thinking about all that had gone on.
She was half way down the road when she realized she was still clutching the prescription Janrah had given her.
It read, I might not be a doctor, but I think I surely fixed your problem. Call me anytime your old symptoms return, and we can definitely work it out! Signed, Janeah Johnson, Sex Therapist in Training