A doctor in trouble

This is the account of experiences I would like to share with others and all comments will be welcome. I'm a doctor, a gynecologist. I've had more than 10 years of expertise. What I'm gonna tell you happened to me about a year ago. As everyone must know or imagine my work is very delicate, because we deal with the most intimate parts of the woman and have always had a professional posture with my patients. It is true that the doctor’s office awakens many fantasies in some women and despite doctors, we are human and realize when something is different, when the woman is excited and with other intentions. At this moment, we have to sometimes, even with difficulty, disguise and maintain the posture, because we were trained and instructed to do so. Furthermore, it is always recommended that at the time of the most intimate examination, we have a nurse present in the room, observing and assisting and ensuring that there will be no sexual abuse or harassment. But still, we realize when the woman is excited, because there are subtle signs that do not escape the good observer and as I said, sometimes it is very difficult to remain indifferent. Still, I must say that by that day, I was always able to control myself and get around the situation. It all happened on an afternoon when I answered, as I do every day, until a patient came in who was about 30 years old. She was not particularly beautiful, but she had a body that was valued by the discreet but very sensual way she dressed, her eyes and smile were extremely provocative of those you feel as if you were totally naked and unarmed before her. Well, the consultation begins with the complaints of the patient, who were banal, it was a routine consultation and undergoes an interrogation on related matters, including sexual life. At that time she told her husband that she had sexual problems with her husband, but that they were not directly related to gynecological problems. She explained that she was pleased when she had normal relationships, but that when she was touched in the anal region and excitement was much more intense, enjoying intensely when she was caressed in the region, but that she had never had anal sex, because her husband's penis was huge and every time he tried to hurt so much and she was so tense and apprehensive that all the excitement disappeared and it frustrated her and her husband greatly. She asked if it was normal to feel so horny in the anus region and if she insisted it could cause any injury or disease. I was paralyzed, because the way she told the story, it shook me. I took a deep breath trying to recover from surprise and began to explain that it was normal to feel pleasure in the anus region and that some women feel and have much more intense pleasure with anal sex, but that it could rather cause injuries such as clefts that bleed and are very painful. He also said that diseases could be transmitted, not always venereal both to her and to her husband, as urinary infections, that hygiene was fundamental and that it was advisable even for her husband to do with condoms. As for pain, it really was a problem, but there were techniques that could help fulfill your desire. She was very interested and with a naughty smile asked me to explain in detail. Again I must have stamped it on my face that I'd been embarrassed. She smiled again and disguised it so I could recover. I kept explaining that there were lubricants, anesthetic ointments and that the caresses in the anus and the dilation with the fingers or soft objects could help relax the muscles and dilate the anus until penetration. She said she'd tried almost everything I'd said, but her husband was very fond and there was no time for her to relax, but still she'd appreciate the hints... and let one who knows... full of malice looking right into my eyes. To cover it up, I called the nurse to prep her for the exam in the next room. I started by examining the breasts, which were firm, and I felt that she got goose bumps, the most intense breathing, her softly wet skin, and her tight breasts as I touched her. I couldn't stay indifferent either, no matter how hard I tried. The perfume she wore was intoxicating and I also started sweating. I went down between my legs, put on my gloves, asked her if she was ready, asked her to relax and tell me if she was uncomfortable, and when she said she was ready, I started doing the vaginal touch. I immediately realized that she was all wet because before I introduced her fingers, I noticed that she was already running a slimy liquid out of her vagina. Her fingers came in easily though she was too tight from so lubricated that she was. She looked right in my eyes and started rhythmically contracting her vagina, squeezing and sucking her fingers. At that moment I realized that I was getting very excited and immediately felt my penis grow inside my pants. I immediately finished the exam completely out of control and I'm sure she didn't just realize how much she was enjoying making me look funny. She got dressed and sat down again at the office. She looked at that nasty little thing and said I had wonderful hands and that my wife should go to heaven every time I touched her. I was very embarrassed and I don't know why I confessed that my sex life wasn't so fantastic and that despite all my knowledge I had my problems there. She asked surprised what these problems would be. I disconversed and said that the patient was her and that my problems should not be treated there under those conditions. She said she would really like to help, because no doctor had really tried to help her and she was very grateful and would like to return it. I confess that I was already totally turned over to that woman who moved me so much that she disarmed me and left me helpless, totally at her mercy. I told her then that since surgery had been suspended the next day, I would have a few hours in the morning and if she wanted to, we could meet at a very discreet cafe near the hospital. She immediately agreed and we arranged to meet first thing in the morning. I didn't believe what was going on, I was feeling like a teenager with the hormones totally out of control. That was the longest night of my life, I couldn't sleep and I counted the minutes by looking at the clock until dawn. In the morning, I went to the hospital and left quickly for breakfast. I got here before the time was set, and of course, she wasn't. I took a medical magazine and started reading. I was distracted when she came and stopped in front of me, lowered my magazine, with a beautiful smile and a dress that had a neckline to stop traffic. She leaned over to me and kissed me on the face, showing me her breasts that looked like they were gonna jump out of the cleavage. You smiled at her and said she had an incredible ease of making me uncomfortable. She laughed, winked at me and said I had the incredible ease of leaving her like a cat in heat. Again I must have gone red from foot to head. She sat in front of me and we started talking banality until she asked me to tell her what my problems were. I told her that since the time of the student, perhaps, partly by training in the examination of women, I began to feel no more sexual desire for vaginal sex. I realized that what really attracted me was the ass of women and what was a preference that not all girlfriends liked, eventually became mandatory, so much so that my wife loved to have anal sex, but she really liked vaginal sex and didn't always want to give her ass. Currently I could no longer have erections, or keep them for a long time and that I withered immediately when I asked her to give her ass and she denied. This was becoming a serious problem and I didn't know what else to do. I started taking medication to get erections to have vaginal sex with her. But when she consented to give me ass, I had intense erections and enjoyed losing my breath. At that, she asked me if my wife ever complained of pain when I started to penetrate her. I said that since I realized my interest, I've been researching and developing some special techniques to make it enjoyable for the partner and that, besides that, I wasn't so gifted and that most of the time, with great affection and patience, he would come in hot and not hurt the partner. I noticed she showed a special interest, but she did. Soon, she said we could help each other. She told me that that night she tried to apply what I had taught her husband and for a change it didn't work out. Again he had been aft and with the thickness of his cock he could not even enter the tip. I was totally disconcerted about the proposal, but I was turned over when she pouted and said we'd go to a motel to start our treatment? We went out and went to the nearest motel. I was so nervous, I didn't know what to do. She approached me and kissed me, at first delicately, but soon she invaded my mouth with her tongue and we began to kiss madly. She unbuttoned my shirt, kissing my chest, my belly, loosened my belt, unbuttoned my pants and took out my dick that was already hard. He started kissing his little head, sticking his tongue in his mouth. At that moment I asked her to stop, because the specialist was me and she just had to relax and tell me if she was enjoying it. I lifted her up and started kissing her on her mouth, on her neck, on her ears, felt like she was getting so horny. I came down the laces of your dress, which fell to the ground revealing the perfect breasts with the tight little toes and the little toes. I started sucking them and biting them, she groaned, sighed and said things that were meaningless. I went down, kissing his little tummy smooth and came across a tiny red panties that let up his fleshy lips. I laid her on her back, took her panties off and put two pillows under her butt. That's where I saw your shaved pussy all turned around and open to me. I began to kiss her very slowly, passing my tongue through her full lips, the clitoris swollen and she was totally wet that came running, had a musk smell and a slightly sweet taste. For me, I'd stand there kissing and licking and forgetting the world, the life. In that she contracted all of me against her pussy and had the first joy. I waited a while and went to pick up a bag of products I had bought at the pharmacy on the way to the motel. There was a lubricant, an anesthetic ointment and condoms. We ordered a drink and we talked for a while until she recovered. Soon I started kissing her and caressing her pussy. Soon she was excited again and twitched as I caressed her. I fell out of my mouth again and I licked that pussy all grumpy. Then I began to caress my wet ass for the mixture of my saliva and its juice that ran out of your pussy. I made circular movements, forcing the entrance. She started moaning and writhing. When I put my finger on it and pushed it, I felt like she locked her little ass squeezing my finger. So I decided to use the anesthetic ointment. I was licking and then I felt that she relaxed again and now I was able to introduce my finger easily and she would scream and start to roll asking me to dig deeper. When I felt like she was totally relaxed, I put the condom on my dick that was about to burst out of so much horny, I opened the lubricant and generously licked my dick and your ass. I opened your legs wide open and started brushing my dick on the little door of your ass while I massaged your little grill. When I tried to put her little head on, she contracted again. I asked her to relax and push my dick out like she's gonna poop. She did, but she did. As a magician, I felt that the little head came in and passed through your tight little ring. I stopped, and I was a little bit enjoying the pressure on my dick head. I asked her to push again and I felt the little ring relaxing. I took it off and fixed it better on the door and pushed again. This time he slipped more easily by pulling a groan out of her. Then I started to make a go-and-go move and it's been taking off almost all and punching with a little more force. Every shot he'd come in a little more. I've enjoyed every inch of what was the most wonderful penetration I've ever experienced so far. Soon I was totally stuck in that delicious, tight ass. She started screaming and moaning like crazy rolling on my dick, asking me to put it harder. The movements became increasingly intense the pleasure was indescribable both hallucinated with pleasure we gave ourselves totally. I felt like she was starting to lose control, having spasms, almost convulsions with one joy after another. I couldn't control myself. I wanted to hold the joy, but I couldn't, I started to feel my dick shaking, she realized and began to enjoy again, more intensely, until I exploded in a wonderful joy. When I was finished, my legs were throbbing, my face was asleep and also feeling muscle spasms. Gradually he went soft and came out of the ass that was all broken in. We faint next to each other. When I woke up, she was still sleeping in the same position. I could barely move. Gradually I moved and got up. I kissed her sweetly and she woke up and smiled at me. We got a little tangled up, exchanging caresses telling each other what we had felt, how wonderful it had been. After a while, we got up, took a shower and got dressed. I spent the rest of the day with my legs down. The next day she called me saying that before facing her husband she had to repeat it a few more times with me. We met three more times and everything happened with the same intensity, better and better, more relaxed, more pleasurable. One day she told me that she had finally succeeded with her husband, who had been very good, although she had not been able to enjoy it because of the pain, but she thought it was a matter of time and insisting and thanking me very much for all the affection I had treated her. I was silent, a little sad because if she was “healed” or rather, saying treated, I was somewhat worse than when we met and by the tone of the conversation, that phone call was kind of thank you, it was good while it lasted, but I have to get out of your life. She realized my sadness and she just didn't say goodbye, but we never met again. I don't think she could see me anymore. I want to believe that she felt something for me that might threaten her marriage, but we had nothing more to offer each other than the intense pleasure that could come to the point of jeopardizing everything we had built with our peers. Well, my life goes on and my marriage gets worse every day. Sometimes I wake up at night, sweaty and gasping. I get the feeling I dreamt I was fucking her. My wife also wakes up and looks at me in an intrigued way. I'm afraid to say your name in my sleep... Is it? So ends my account. If you want to add your comments, write to: [email protected]