Nice and dirty consulting.

I had sex with a girl from school. Soon afterwards, it became known - and this was pure invention of an ex-girlfriend - that all the girls he'd slept with would have contracted some kind of disease. It scared me because on that day out of sheer imbecility and horniness I didn't protect myself with condoms. What now? The way to do is appeal and invent something for my mother so she could take me to her gynecologist. I made up strange pains which I couldn't distinguish and then she booked an appointment. I do not want to leave here a story that compromises the morality of medicine and those who practice it. I was very reluctant to expose this case, but after reading an account by one of the collaborators telling about her adventure with her doctor, I took courage. Arriving at the consultation, I asked my mother to be alone with the professional. Two things prompted me to this: I would have to tell the truth about the transaction with the boy and also because I completely peel off his coat. Both things would make my mom go into the convent for good. She was totally puritanical and wouldn't admit anything like this. Sitting in front of the doctor I told him about my concern. Some questions he asked me seemed strange, but I didn't understand anything about medicine... wanted to know if when transitioning was still a virgin; When did I lose my virginity? If I had sex periodically; whether it had been with me lying down or standing up ... Finally wrote on a pad request for a series of laboratory tests and dismissed me from waiting for results. Did all exams and returned to consultation few days later. Again sitting in front that examines and reads reports felt apprehensive. But finally he said that the laboratory tests did not show any kind of disease, on the contrary, perfect health. He called the attendant and asked her to prepare me for a touch examination. That's when I told him with great shame that I used to shave myself completely ... he just replied:
Don't worry, this is a practice that should be followed by all women.
I was calmer and less embarrassed. The attendant took me into another room where she asked me to take off all my clothes and put on a kind of very wide apron. Then she made me lie down on a gynaecological examination table... the women understand me better from how we were in this position; lying, legs upwards and open; bustle completely exposed. On a side table he used an instrument that after being lubricated by the nurse was slowly inserted into my vagina and then activated opened it completely. That way, I'm sure he would have been seeing my uterus. He found everything to be fine and returned, after removing, the instrument on the table which the nurse took away. But the examination continued and now externally. He touched all of my coccyx. With his thumb first started discreetly massaging my clitoris. It increased pressure. Her gloved, lubricated hand didn't give me any discomfort at all. But I began to feel ashamed because my clitoris started numbing and why not say enjoy the examination.
-Don't worry, I need to collect some of your fluid... for a good listener one drop is enough but I just didn't understand why. Then I was wet and he collected in a container some of the liquid emitted by my vagina ...I was almost joking only did not laugh at shame because until then I thought that gynecological examination was like this But when I got home I went straight to the bathroom and finished satisfying myself with a nice syringe before leaving the office it was scheduled my return for proof that everything is fine indeed On my way back, I went straight to the room where a nurse dressed me up and helped put me on the gynecological bed. After it was ready, she called for the doctor who then left with just myself and his professional assistant sitting in front of my open legs showing him her boobs he smoothed out first the inside of my thighs. Then he walked right into my boobs and while one thumb massaged my clitoris an index finger slowly penetrated my vagina after all what was he looking for? Whatever it is that I was enjoying this thing and he immediately noticed and this was like a permission card. I would massage my clitoris and swing with the finger inside of my vagina, pulling it out and putting it back in a delicious sequence.
- Relax. He said, "I need you to orgasm".
My orgasm came like an explosion. It was so strong that almost immediately I got all soft. He slowly pulled his finger out from inside my orgasmic vagina; he stood up and called for the nurse. She came over, wiped me clean with towels of any wetness I'd caused. Still half-unconscious, she helped me put back on my clothes and sit in front of my doctor's desk. As if nothing had happened, he said I was perfectly fine and wanted a repeat appointment that day. I was so excited by it that I answered yes. He scored and then I went home to finish satisfying myself. No longer did I think about other boys, such as those in school for example. In my head all that was occupied were the consultations with my doctor. At night before going to sleep it was him on whom I thought and masturbating... finally anxious came the day of returning to the doctor's office. Almost automatically I walked into the examining room where I changed clothes and put on an examination apron. All the same. The doctor came and sat down in front of me open legs. The nurse disguised herself like always. I couldn't wait to feel the hands of my beloved doctor touch me. And he touched me. There was something different about it: He had no gloves and felt more like a caress than an examination; he stroked my cunt, massaged my clitoris, came closer and kissed my pussy. A shiver ran through my body like electricity.
"Is it better this way?" he asked.
Then I felt his tongue. Warm, soft running all over my little face. In this position also was my butt in the mood. While he gave me that bath of language played with my ass with a finger tip. I went crazy. He, after a time when its concern was to make me mad, got up and came to the head of bed. He took my head and gave me an unforgettable lip kiss. Our languages were twisted like two snakes. Lying down - he stood - I reached out and looked for one of her legs. Found it and found half as well what she sought there. Underneath the trousers and jacket was a hard, big, thick pin. As he kissed me with difficulty I pulled down his zipper and carefully drew that pin out to my hand. I began masturbating it. I didn't see him but felt him. He stood up and I could see what he held. I pushed him towards me. The position was great.
It's just a spermicide.
I didn't know what that was. He injected it into my vagina. Immediately afterwards, I felt the head of this delicious pinto at the entrance to my vaginal cavity. The pleasure I felt knew no bounds. It slowly entered until it reached the bottom. I could feel it touching my uterus. My dear and beloved doctor then started swinging. I went crazy. With a finger, which he lubricated somehow, he stuck it in my pussy and while simultaneously soaking my vagina with his pinto, took out and put back on the same rhythm as my little butt toe. I wanted more and more. Nothing I did could satisfy me... One of the free hands climbed up to my nipples and massaged them with affection by giving small pinches on completely hard beaks. I was mad. I couldn't even reason. Suddenly my beloved doctor eating me cheek, pulled his object of pleasure from my bowels and felt him put the head of his penis against the entrance of my kitchen. It was an unusual experience for me. I had never given my kitchen to anyone before. But at that moment I wanted to give it away. He forced his way in and like a buttonhole, my head went inside causing me to shed tears of pain... but the pleasure, madness was greater. It stood still for an instant just massaging my butt while I relaxed. At last I felt my arse relaxes and giving more passage that intrusive pinto. My dear doctor pushed some more and from then on it was easy. Everything entered until he could feel his balls hitting my ass. And as I admired and massaged my butt including sticking my finger into it I bobbed my dog's bottom with its tip. My fingers and thumbs came into synchrony with each other, coming in and out at the same time of my bowels which then received them willingly and with intense pleasure. More... more... I always wished for more. Here the nurse entered and met us. Immediately I became a statue. I stopped making those waving movements that she was doing from delight. My mind didn't understand anything because my beloved doctor-lover did not stop his rocking motions and continued to eat me. The nurse approached us and just removed the apron I had on. Now I was completely naked in front of my doctor and the nurse who acted as if nothing extraordinary were going on. While my doctor ate my ass and made a mermaid out of my little boob, the nurse leaned over me and began to alternately suckle my nipples. She took her hand up and stroked my thighs passing through my small boob and climbing across my body; she suspended her skirt and started making a merman herself while caressing my breasts. I can't tell whether or not that surreal scene gave me pleasure... nor do I know what it felt like. My beloved doctor kept pumping me. I could feel his penis coming out and going into my ass... a sigh that had been held in for so long finally came out. The nurse leaned down and gently kissed my lips. My head was a question mark and an exclamation point. As I didn't react, she came again and now it was a soft, smooth kiss. When I opened my mouth her tongue penetrated mine to meet mine. While giving the cuisine, I received a siren kissing a woman; something which never happened even in my most indecent sexual daydreams. I picked him up and put my hand between the legs of that woman. She withdrew her own, and I began to caress her and give her a siren... In return for all those touches and kisses? I don't know how to answer this question. It was so much madness in which I had gotten myself involved. This went on for some time. Just as he did before, my dear doctor suddenly took his pin out from inside my asshole and sent it swiftly into my little finger. Immediately afterward, whimpering, he flooded me with the fluid of his delight. So many spilled over the corners. Feeling that warm liquid washing down at the bottom of my little fingertip, I enjoyed. An intense orgasm that caused the walls of my vagina to squeeze this tip, extracting as much milk from it as possible so she could breastfeed. I felt something warm wetting my hand and then saw that the nurse on whom I was applying a syringe was also having fun. This excited me even more and I had another orgasm... Now I knew it was multiple orgasms. My beloved doctor bent over me and his nurse onto him. I didn't feel their weight either. I pulled my finger out of the nurse's handkerchief as I felt the softening pincer from my beloved doctor pulling away inside me. I was exhausted. The nurse got up and went to a drawer with towels in it. My physician also stood up and walked into the bathroom. She came over and, like at the end of an appointment, began cleaning me. When everything had been cleaned she kissed me on the cheekbones and smiled at me. Helped me get up off the gynecological table and headed for the exam room where I prepared myself. While sitting there in the waiting room, the dear doctor was talking to my mother. I heard his last words:
- The girl's fine, no need to worry.
She smiled at us and headed back to the office. The nurse called another patient, and we left. I've tried everything but never had a trance so crazy or as good.