by Sansa Gold
I took a deep breath, the alcohol slowly sinking away as fear ran through my body "No, I didn't fuck him, mom."
"Lies! Lies! LIES!" She hollered out, her eyes frantically passing around the room.
"You can trust me, mom," I grabbed hold of her and pleaded with her. She turned her head to the side and refused to look my way. I could feel tears built up at the side of my eyes. She knew how to hurt me the most. I wiped my eyes on my shoulder and turned back to her, "What do I have to make you believe me?"
She turned her head, and an almost menacing smiled was spread across her face. What exactly had I just gotten myself into? I let go of her and stumbled back onto the chair. I knew that she would make me regret that decision. What had made me even ask her that? I prayed that it wasn't one of her crazy ideas.
"I'll make an appointment for tomorrow morning. A doctor will come here tomorrow and examine you. I want to make sure that your still whole before you go to college." This time her hands wrapped around my back, and she hugged me. She turned her head to the side and whispered, "I want to make sure that you didn't fuck Derrick."
"B-But Mom?" I stammered out trying to find some way to get out of this. Anything that might make her realizes how unreasonable this was. I didn't want my first gyno exam to be at home. I didn't even know what to expect from this exam, and I didn't feel comfortable it being at home.
I opened my mouth and was about to shout more objections when she brought her finger to my lips, "No buts Chloe. Remember this was your idea."
I closed my mouth and looked at her. Her eyes were pleading with me to do this for her. Her mind already seemed made, and there was probably nothing I could do or say to sway her. I nodded my head.
"Good, I'll call first thing tomorrow morning. I know just the perfect doctor." She laid a kiss on my forehead and went down the hallway.
I laid back in the chair and waited until I heard the door to her bedroom close.
*Thud*
I dropped my head into my hands. What had I gotten myself into? I pushed off my chair and shut off the lights. I stumbled from side to side as I made my way down the dark hallway to my room. I shut the door behind me and threw myself onto the bed. I needed to sleep. I would try to do some damage control in the morning.
As I drifted off to sleep, a final thought whispered through my mind. What if this doctor was hot?
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Chapter 2
"Chloe!"
I threw my arms to the side and covered my eyes. The sunlight was cutting into my eyes as my mother held the door open.
"Chloe, how are you not ready? The doctor will be here any minute?"
I wiped my eyes, "What doctor?" I mumbled out as I let her words sink. A sudden rush of adrenaline hit my body as all of last night came rushing back to me. Was she really able to find a doctor this last minute? I continued to replay everything in my mind. It all seemed like some weird kind of dream.
"The doctor we talked about last night." She moved my window shutters to the side. Light flooded the room blinding me.
"Hold on for a second mom," I pleaded as I tried to make my way from the bed, throwing covers off my body. Great, I hadn't even changed I was still wearing my neon tank top and ripped skinny shorts. Not the proper attire for a doctor appointment. "How much time do I have to get ready?" I stood in front of the mirror to assess the night's damage.
"Less than five." With that, I heard the doorbell at the front door. "Make that five seconds," She rushed out of my room and to the kitchen.
I grabbed my comb and tried to hide my bed hair as best as I could. I grabbed a sweater off a chair and threw it on. At least, this would make me look somewhat presentable. I pushed down on jeans trying to cover as much of my bare skin as I could.
"Chloe!"
I took one last look in the mirror. Not bad. I took one final deep breath and made way to the kitchen.
As I walked into the kitchen, I saw the back of two tall and muscular man, their lab coats almost touching the ground. One had red ginger hair while the other had jet cold black sprinkled with some gray hairs. Each of them must have been well over six feet tall. Beside their hair, they almost seemed identical to each other. The only slight difference was that the ginger haired doctor carried a large luggage bag in one of his hands.
My mother made her way toward me, "Dr. Gunderson, this is my daughter Chloe."
They both turned around, and I felt myself get locked in place. The ginger had red eyes that burned with a deep fire, they seemed to burn my body as he looked up and down at my figure. His eyes locked on my bare legs that I had tried so hard to conceal. I thought I could see him lightly lick his lips. The older man with jet black hair had frozen blue eyes that gave me a quick glance, before turning his attention back to my mom.
The older doctor made his way forward and stuck out his hand, "Hi Chloe, I'm Dr. Gunderson."
My eyes fell on his burly hand that stood stretched in front of me. One of his fingers was easily as thick as two or three of my fingers. A dirty thought crept into my mind. I shooed it away as I turned my head toward my mom. I wanted to make sure it was alright with her; she prohibited me to touch any boys.
"Its polite to shake an outstretched hand, Chloe," She ushered me on.
I laid my hand on his, and he clenched my hand. The muscles in his arm tighten as he shook my hand. I bit at my lip as his firm grip shook my hand.
"Chloe, this is my son James Gunderson." He pointed at the red haired ginger. "He is going to be helping me with today's examination." He let go of my hand and crept his son's hard shoulders, "Some day this guy right here is going to take over the medical practice from me." He slapped James on his back and pushed him forward.
"Hi, Chloe, nice to meet you." He also held his hand out this time, and I was quick to grab it. His hand was much smoother than his father but just as burly.
"Nice to meet you too," I whispered back, my cheeks began to warm. I tucked my head into the side of my shoulder trying to hide my blushing. I cleared my throat and turned to Dr. Gunderson, "So how exactly does this whole in-house examination work?"
"First, you mother and you will sign a waiver agreeing to all this. Then, we will go into your room and start the examination it. It shouldn't be longer than thirty to forty-five minutes tops." Dr. Gunderson turned his attention to my mother as he explained the process. I lost myself by looking at James.
James dropped the black luggage bag to the ground. As he knelt down, I couldn't help notice how strong his legs were. The muscles almost jutted out from the side of his uniform. As my eyes scanned his legs, I caught a glimpse of a large bump between his legs. I gasped.
All three turned their heads toward me, "Are you ok?" Dr. Gunderson asked.
I cleared my throat, "Y-Yea I'm fine. Just a bit tired that's all." He studied me for a second before rushing back into an explanation. Did James' have a hard on for me?
James' fingers pried open the luggage, and his hands dove inside. As his hands moved from side to side, I could hear the clattering of metal and papers shuffling. He turned on his tip toes trying to find something in his bag. I shuffled to the side trying to get another glimpse of his cock. I bit my lips as I imagined him getting hard because of me.
"Found it," James' exclaimed as he pulled out a thick packet. He stood and handed it over to his father.
"This is the waiver that I was talking about," He grabbed a pen from his front pocket and flipped the packet to the last page. "I'm going to need both of your signatures on this last page." He clicked the pen and handed it to my mother who casually signed the document.
"Shouldn't I read this packet before I sign anything?" I was still a little skeptical about the whole practice. What kind of doctor does home gyno exams? There was something fishy about this that I just couldn't put my finger on it.
James stepped forward. "The information in the packet is quite basic. It's protection for us," He pointed to his father and himself, "and for you. It gives us permission to conduct
this exam in your home and to use your bedroom as the exam room." His hand landed on my shoulder, and I felt a small surge of anxiety flow through my body. He caressed my shoulder as his red eyes stared at me. Without a second thought, I pressed the pen on the paper and signed.
"Now that that's all handled we can begin. Chloe, I want you to go into your room with my son and get ready for the examination."
I looked at my mother and waited for her approval. No one was allowed inside my room with her say so. Especially not a good looking boy like James. She nodded her head; this was her idea after all she couldn't deny them access to my room.
I made my way down the hallway, and James followed close behind.
"Sorry for the mess, this was a last minute thing," I blurted out as I pushed my door open.
His eyes scanned the room, "No worries, I've seen much worse." He smiled down at me, and I swore that I would melt. I pushed inside; he followed close behind.
"So how does this work?"
He shut the door behind me, "First, you're going to have to get completely undressed and put this on." He handed a green gown to me. It was paper thin and almost see through. It was then that I was glad that this was being done in the comfort of my home. I eyed him and waited for him to turn around and leave.
"Are you not going to leave?"
"Unfortunately, I can't. For our safety, I have to make sure that you're under my supervision throughout the whole exam, including this."
A panic ran through me. I had never undressed in front of anyone. Not a girl and certainly not another boy. My mother would get mad if she knew about this
.
"U-Ummm I don't know if I can undress in front of you," I shot back.
"This was part of the procedures in the packet that your mother and you signed. You have no choice."
I knew that I should have read the packet. I cursed at myself for falling for his charm. I took a breath and began to unzip my sweater. James' eyes followed my hands.
"Can you at least close your eyes?" I whispered.
With that, he closed his eyes. I stared at them and tried to see if he was peeking, but I couldn't tell.
I threw the gown he gave me onto the bed. I completely unzipped and threw my sweater back onto the chair. I grabbed at the bottom of my neon tank top and pulled it over my head. My breasts bounced within the confinement of their bra. I wasn't ready to get completely naked, so I unbuttoned my shorts and swayed my hips from side to side until they dropped down to the ground. I stared at James', but his expression was unchanged.
I moved my hands behind my back and unclasped my bra. It fell to the ground as my breasts burst out. My eyes never left James' face. Still there was no change. I knelt over and pushed my thumbs through the lacy fabric of my panties and slowly pushed down. I stared at him until my panties touched the ground. As they hit the ground, and I stood back up I thought I saw him slightly lick his lips like he had done earlier in the kitchen.
I grabbed the gown and unfurled it. This wasn't going to offer much concealment, but it will have to do. I threw it on and tied the small rope at the back, closing the partition at the back. The scratchy fabric irritated my breasts, and I rolled my shoulders trying to get it in a more comfortable position, no such luck.
"Ok, I'm done."
He opened his eyes, "Alright, I'll let my father know." He opened the door and shouted, "Dad, she's ready."
A shiver ran down my spine. Hearing James shout for his father gave me a weird vibe. Something about this just didn't feel right the more I thought about it. Unfortunately, I didn't have much time to think
.
Dr. Gunderson burst through the door, my mother nipping at his heels with questions. "Alright, I'm going to have to go in here and start the examination. I need you to stay out there and not bother us until the procedure is complete. Is that understood?" He kept the door only slightly open. I saw my mother acknowledge his request.
With that, Dr. Gunderson closed the door behind me and rubbed his hands together, "Let's get started. Chloe, I need you to move your covers to the side and sit on your bed." He laid down the case that he brought with him and unzipped it.
I pushed the covers onto the bedroom floor and sat down. James stood at the side of the bed as his father brought all sorts of equipment out of his briefcase. My eyes widened as a thought crossed my mind. Was he planning on using all that on me? There had to be at least ten different kinds of tools.
"Dr. Gunderson?" I mustered up the courage to finally speak.
With a long metal tool in his hand, he turned his head toward me, "Yes, Chloe?" I could almost sense a bit of impatience in his voice. I brushed it aside and pushed forward.
"Are all those medical equipment for me?" I gulped down a lump in my throat. A sort of dread was filling me as I waited for his answer. There was no way that this examination would last only forty-five minutes if all those tools were used.
He looked down at all the tools on the ground and chuckled, "Of course not. These are all the equipment that we just carry from job to job. The only one that we will use is this one." He set the one in his hand down and grabbed from the middle of the group.
It was a long tool at least four to five inches and maybe one inch wide. It looked like the beak of a duck, but in the end was a handle with some screws.
"This is called a speculum. It will allow me to open up your vagina better."
I blushed at the mention of my vagina. The thought of them seeing my pussy had completely slipped my mind. Another wave of fear grew inside of me; I pressed my hands between my legs protecting myself.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle during the whole time. Your mother tells me this is your first procedure. Is that true?"
I nod my head.
"You have nothing to worry about. I'll be talking to you every bit of the way. Do you trust me?" He tilted his head and smiled at me. Something tightened in my stomach as I looked into his gleaming face.
"Yes, Dr. Gunderson I trust you," I answered.
"Alright, I need you to lay down in your bed and bend your knees until your toes rest at the end of the bed."
I jumped back on the bed and fell onto it. James stared at me with his deep red eyes as I got in my ready position, pulling my legs back into the stance the doctor requested.
As I brought my toes to the edge of the bed, my exam gown started to creep up my shins until it rested just on my knees. I tried to pull down on it to conceal my bare pussy.
"There's no need to do that." Dr. Gunderson patted away my hands and pulled a chair up between my legs. "I'm going to be working there anyway." His hand slipped up my shins and pushed my gown further up, almost letting it spill down onto my waist. I caught it as it fell my thighs; I was too ashamed and shy to let James see me like this.
Dr.Gunderson didn't even wait for me to get settled. His large hands gripped my hips and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed. My ass lifted off the bed like I was nothing to him, his arms flexing as pulled me near him. My pussy was only inches away from his face; dirty thoughts crept inside my mind.
What if he were just to use that silver tongue of his and slip it into my pussy? What if he used his massive fingers to circle my clit slowly before entering me?
All my life I had been denied of so many experiences. My mother at every turn is keeping her eyes on me, never giving me the privacy that I needed. I was never able to play truly with myself because wherever I was she went. I was sad to say that I had never brought myself to orgasm. He laid me down on the edge of the bed and brought the chair closer to between my legs.
"James, I need you behind me so you can see the procedure?" He waved James over to him, but James didn't move. Instead, he stared down at me and waited.
"James! Come here!" His father shouted, the patience in his voice wavering.
James turned his head to his father and back to me, "Is that alright with you Chloe?" His voice was soft and crisp. His eyes intently locked on my lips, a slight tremble of excitement
seeming to build on them. I could tell he wanted to be between my legs with his father. I had a sense it was more than just about "learning the procedure".
"Yes, James I'm ok with it," I muttered back. I was happy that he had taken the time to ask me for my opinion, not like I had much choice anyway. They were the doctors after all and if I didn't let them between my legs it defeated the whole purpose of this gyno exam. He sidestepped behind his father and gave me a quick look before he looked down.
"Chloe, have you ever masturbated before?" Dr.Gunderson poked his head to the side of my gown, his blue glowing eyes waiting for my answer.