by Sansa Gold
"How do you feel, Mrs. Knowles?"
Dr. Longing pulled on his belt, setting it in place. I tried to find the words to describe everything that had happened, none came to mind. My body was still recovering from my first examination, but he didn't wait for my answer. He moved between my legs, half his body getting blocked by the medical gown I was forced to wear.
I felt his cold fingers running down the side of my thighs, until they rested on my clit. He gently rubbed it with his thick thumb, before letting his hand fall down my slit. I felt him scoop up the cum from my taint, then push his fingers into my pussy. Pushing his seed back within me.
He wiped his fingers on my gown, "Before, you leave make sure you set up another appointment."
How was I going to explain this to my mother? The sole reason I came here was to get on the pill, and now this has happened... I only hoped that she understood what I had to tell her.
***
I twisted the knob, the stale air within the run down apartment greeted me back. School was hell today, I had gotten into a fight with Mark, my boyfriend, about sex. Lately, that's all we talk about. Sex this. Sex that. It was honestly starting to wear me thin.
We had been dating for nearly six months, he thought this was a good enough reason to start doing it. Like he should be rewarded for staying so long with me. I wasn't entirely sure about it, we still hadn't covered all of our bases. The only sexual things I had done with Mark was caress the outside of his pants, briefly touching his hard on. Now, he wanted to go from second base and rush for a home run. That didn't sit right with me at all. But, I also didn't want to lose him. He was the best thing that had happened to me in a long time.
"So, how was your first day of college, Cindy?"
"Not bad, Mom. Just the usual."
"What's the matter? Your usually way more talkative than that, especially on your first big day."
"Nothing..." I wondered if my mother could help me with this. I decided that it was best to tell her instead of keeping the feelings locked up. "Well, honestly its Mark."
"What the hell does he want?" Mom never liked Mark. Well, Mom never really liked any man after Dad left us, leaving her to raise me by herself. Forcing her to work two jobs and then come home to take care of me.
"Well, he wants us to get," I let the words linger in the air. "...more intimate."
I could see my mother's face scrunch up at the idea, "And how do you feel about that?"
"Well, he's not wrong. I just want to be better protected before we do anything."
"That's my smart girl. Your 18 now and in your first semester of college. Its a good idea to protect yourself." A grin spread across her face, "I'll make a gynecologist appointment for tomorrow. Does that sound good?"
I rolled my eyes at her, grateful that she was there to look out for me. "Thanks, Mom."
***
I hopped off the bus, the bus driver shooting me a look like he was wondering if I had chosen the right stop. The doors closed behind me, leaving me staring at the gray building in front of me. I pulled out the note my mom had given me. Yep this was it. Mom had combed the yellow book pages trying to find someone that was cheap and could take me on such short notice. Just my luck, I guess.
I entered the building and looked at the front directory, the office was on fifth floor. I walked up to the fifth floor, the elevator was broken, and into a small waiting room. It wasn't as bad as I was expecting it to be. There were chairs all around, with a TV in the corner, and magazines on the table.
"Cindy Knowles to see Dr. Longing." I said, checking in at the front desk. An older nurse glanced up at me, taking her eyes away from the forms in front of her. She gave me a quick smile and told me to have a seat.
I dropped my purse in the seat next to me, picking up a magazine as I sat. I flipped through the pages, not really reading any of them, sitting in anticipation for this exam. This was my first gyno exam ever and I was a bit nervous, I had heard a lot about them from my friends. Some said that it would hurt while the others mentioned it would be over before I knew it. I was hoping for the latter. I felt the chills climb up my spine, it was an uneasy feeling knowing that someone else, beside my boyfriend, would be that close to my most intimate area. I've been the only person to see and touch my vagina, this would be outside my comfort zone.
I was happy that I convinced my mom to stay home. I appreciated that she wanted to be here, but it would be weird having her peer over my shoulder. I was a grown woman now, I needed to do this for myself now. I hoped that there wouldn't be any unexpected problems during the examination.
The door next to the receptionist opened and a younger nurse flipped open a file. "Miss Knowles?" she said. I got up at the mention of my name, "Please follow me."
She moved closer to the door, giving me room to slide in between. Once inside she shut the door and pushed past me, sticking the file on a container outside of a room. She opened the door for me and waited for me to get inside the room.
"This will be your preparation room until Dr. Longing is ready to see you. You'll have a few minutes to get ready." She went over to the side of the room and opened a closet, grabbing a green medical gown and setting it on the table. "You'll need to take off all your clothes and put this on." She briskly turned around and exited the room.
I peered around the room, while my fingers undid my jeans. There were a lot of different vagina diagrams on display, none of them particularly caught my attention. I folded my jeans nicely and set them on a chair next to the examination table. I wondered if removing all my clothes included my bra as well? I decided that it would be best to just remove it all, I didn't want an awkward confrontation later if the doctor asked me to remove it. Being here was already nervous wrecking, I didn't need to add to it by undressing in front of my doctor.
I unclasped the cramped snap and felt a sense of relief wash over me, as my big breasts welcomed the release. I was very fortunate to have such firm and large D cups, they sagged a little but that had never bothered me. They welcomed the release from their solid confinement, even if it was only temporary. I slid my panties off, and put them both next to my clothes.
I grabbed the green gown and draped it over me, feeling the cold draft of wind across my body. With the gown on, it felt like I was wearing nothing at all. I ran it between my fingers, almost tearing a hole into it. It was definitely not made to last.
I tied the back of it and hopped onto the medical table, trying to cover as much of my bare body as I could. I closed my eyes and took deep breathes, trying to calm myself. I hated waiting for the doctor, not knowing when he would show up.
I only waited several minutes before the door opened and a tall, muscular man with dirty blond hair and solid blue eyes walked through. He wore the standard white medical coat, with several pens sticking out of the chest pocket. He carried the folder that the nurse held earlier, "Mrs. Knowles? I'm Doctor Longing." He walked toward my side, reaching his hand out. I shook his outstretched hand, it was firm and very tough. He was in his late twenties and looked very good in his tight doctor uniform.
He opened up the file and glanced through it as he stood next to me, "So, what brings you in today? Oh yes," he paused and look up at me, "Oh, Right." He grabbed his small rolling chair and sat down on it, "I spoke with your mother yesterday when she set up the appointment. She mentioned you were in need of birth control, something about your boyfriend pressuring you to have sex."
I could myself blush as he looked at me, my mother always had a loud mouth and even now she was embarrassing me. I sat up straight and head the crinkling paper underneath me, he wheeled at the end of the table.
"Yea, it's a very long story. Sorry, about my mom." I said.
He laughed, "Don't be. She just seemed like a concerned mother that's all. But, just so you know, anything that happens here is between you and I. Its called patient confidentiality, so I'll never tell your mother anything. The rest is up to your discretion." He gave me a reassuring smile.
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br /> I instantly smiled back, thankful that he was treating me like a grown woman. "Well, that's a relief. I'll probably keep this between you and I. No need to tell my mother everything." I rolled my eyes at the idea. "At the end of the day, all I need is the pill."
"Well, before we do that we need to do a medical examination." He flipped through some pages in the file, "It says that this is your first gynecologist appointment. Is that correct?"
I nodded my head.
"Alright, this is what I have in mind. Since this is your first time I would like to give you the full medical exam, to make sure everything is OK. Then we will go from there. Is that alright with you?"
"I guess that sounds good," I answered. I wasn't really anticipating that but it was true, I rather be safe than sorry later on. I didn't want to come back to discover a problem that could have been avoided, plus he seemed like a nice enough guy.
Dr. Longing placed his folder down on the side desk and stood up, moving toward me. "Please lower your gown and lie back on the table."
I hesitantly pulled down the gown around my shoulders, until my breasts were fully exposed to him. He casually reached out and ran his hand on the first one, and then the other with his strong and firm hands. He gave each a hard and quick tug, hopefully looking for lumps, but as he finished he lightly pinched each nipple.Was that normal for a medical exam? I quickly threw the thought out of my head, he was a professional after all.
"Everything seems fine up there, please raise your feet and put them on the stirrups."
This was the moment of truth. The one part of the procedure I was not looking forward too. I did as he asked, settling my feet in the stirrups, glad that I had left my socks on. I felt the gown move up, now I was completely exposed to him.
He picked up his folder and took a pen out of his breast pocket. "At what age did you get your first period?" he asked.
"13." I answered back.
"When was your last period and how long did it last?"
I did some mental math in my head, "I would say that it ended about a week ago. It lasted about four days, the usual."
He continued to scribble down in the folder, " So you are anywhere 12-15 days into your cycle right now, as you know, this is probably your most vulnerable point."
"That's true, but I haven't had sex yet. So, it shouldn't be a problem at all."
He continued to jot down the information into his folder, "Do you have any kind of sexual transmitted diseases?"
"Absolutely not!" I said, calming myself down. He probably only asked cause it was part of his forms, I hoped.
After several more embarrassing minutes he closed the folder, setting it aside on the desk. "Okay then, let's begin." He said, I heard the rubber gloves hit his wrists, "Please spread your knees and bring your body closer to the edge of the table."
He rolled between my legs, with my knees up the gown hid his face from me. After several seconds, I could feel his warm breathe against my pelvic area. He was the first man to really look this closely at my vagina. I felt my legs tense up at the realization.
Nothing happened for several seconds and then I suddenly felt his fingers along the side of my pussy, poking and nudging my flaps aside. "Wow," I heard him say quietly, almost as it were only to himself.
"Did you say something?" I asked.
"The outside seems to be clear. There are no signs of any STDs, so everything is looking good so far. I will have to go internally now, make sure everything is okay there."
I dropped my head back onto the table, closing my eyes, and bit my lip. I felt his fingers try to push in, I wasn't very lubricated. His fingers continued to push in, making me feel more uncomfortable, several seconds later I felt his finger against my clit. "I need you to relax," he said. It was going to be hard to relax, if his finger continued to stroke my clit.
His fingers pressed against my clit, making me bit my lips even harder. Was this part of the full medical exam? My friends never told me about this part, probably because they didn't want to confess that they got turned on by their doctor. His fingers began to rub in a small circle on my clit, sending small shocks of pleasure up my body. I grabbed my one of my breasts, a small moan rolling out my mouth. I instantly raised my hand, from my breasts, and covered my mouth. I hoped that he didn't just hear that come from me.
"Your clitoris seems to be in good shape, no abnormalities that I could feel." His fingers began to move down from my clit and slide, once more, between my flaps. "It seems like my examination of your clitoris will give me some natural lubrication to work with." He continued to move one of his fingers between my pussy's lips, I kept the hand on my mouth. I didn't want to let any other moans out, making this whole procedure even more uncomfortable than it needed to be.
His fingers pushed my flaps aside, digging into my pussy until my hymen blocked his advance. No other person beside me had been this deep inside my pussy. I felt his finger curl and move up, rubbing against my g - spot. A wave of emotion rolled over my body, as a louder moan escaped me.
"It seems like your g-spot is responding well." He pulled his fingers out, leaving my pussy cold and wet. Without even thinking my hips arched, trying to follow his fingers. This whole procedure had turned me on, I was ashamed to say that I wanted his fingers back in me.
I opened my eyes when the rolling of his small seat, he had pushed himself to the side of me. He opened a drawer and pulled out a long metal object.
He raised it up to my face, "This is a speculum. It will allow me to shine a light into your vagina and collect any cells that I might need. The cells are needed for some tests, to be 100% sure you don't have any STDs."
I nodded my head, hoping that all this would end soon.
I felt the cold of the metal touch my body, making me push away from the edge of the seat. I felt his arms on my thighs, "I need you to be close to the edge, it helps put the speculum in." His firm hands grasped onto my thighs and pulled me forward, his strength surprised me.
"Sorry, its just so cold."
"I understand. I can help with that." I heard his heave his chest, the hot air hitting my wet pussy. He did it several times, before putting the speculum against my pussy. It was much warmer to the touch than before.
He pushed the tip of it through my vagina, "Ow ow ow," I hollered back, as sharp pain traveled up my body. "What happened?" I asked.
"Your hymen broke, this is very common on a person's first gyno appointment."
A sadness washed over me, as a tear ran down my face.
"Nothing to worry about," he said. "In fact, it might be better this way. Now you don't have to worry about your first time with your boyfriend being uncomfortable."
I had learn in school that a woman's hymen could break in a multitude of ways, it was a symbol for my virginity and I felt like it had been broken. But he had a point, if I decided to have sex with Mark it would be a little less awkward for the both of us. The pain had been more surprising than anything, it wasn't as horrible as I imagined. "It hurt," I said. "I wasn't expecting it to be so big."
Dr.Longing pulled the metal device out and put it on the side. "If that's the case, I'll stop using it for now," he said. He brought out a cloth and I could feel him as he wiped me down, he tossed it out. I caught a glance of the blood, before it disappeared into the basket. I felt a warm and hard pressure against my clit, weren't we done?
"In some cases, if the speculum is too big because the patient is too tight, I have to use something smaller. Is that alright with you?"
What choice did I have in the matter, he was the doctor after all. "Yea, go ahead." I answered, my head already a little cloudy as fingers continued to circle my clit. At first, I had wanted to object his touch but now it seemed so normal and welcoming. I couldn't imagine his fingers not being on my clit, they touched it so expertly.
Silence filled the room, he had worked his finger down the side of my vulva, and then back up again. "You have become wet from my examination." He said. "We won't need any lu
brication for the rest of the procedure." He raised himself now, one hand rested on the outside of my thigh while the other clenched my pussy.
"Alright," I stuttered out, my eyes rolling back into my head as two fingers dove into my pussy.
He just stared at me with his dark brown eyes. "As I mentioned, we have to use something smaller, but the speculum really was the best tool for me to feel inside. Unfortunately, I can't use my eyes, then I have to go with the next available thing."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing, I tried to stand up and object, " I d-don't understand," I said.
His fingers pushed in and out of my rapidly, I tried to close my legs but the stirrups kept them locked in place.
"Cindy, I can't see the inside of your cunt without my speculum." Cunt didn't seem like something a professional would say but he continued on, "I need to make sure that everything is alright inside there." That was the first time he called me by my first name.
"Don't you want me to make sure everything is okay Cindy? You did ask for the full examination."
My eyes widened as I stared back at him, not entirely sure what to do. I nodded my head.
"Alright then, I'll have to use what I have available to me. I deeply care for each of my patients." His hand caressed the inside of my thigh. His fingers continuing to push in and out of my pussy. He was doing more to me than my Mark had ever done. I was sure at this point that this wasn't part of the normal examination, but I could no longer object to his beckoning.
I continued to star at him through my glossy eyes, "So what does that mean?"
His fingers retreated from my pussy, " I think you know exactly what I mean." I saw his hands move to the front of his pants and he stared to unbuckle them.
I couldn't believe this was happening. Was this doctor really suggesting that he use his cock to complete the examination?