Dr Dick Longman Gynecologist Ch 01

This story is the first in a partly comic series featuring Dr. Dick Longman, ex-surfer boy and now gynecologist, and the unusual diagnostic and therapeutic techniques he employs in his medical practice. All characters are over 18.

"Good morning, Ms. Cummins. And how are we doing today? It's nice to see you. What brings you in, may I ask?"

Truth was, Lucy Cummins was happy to invent any reason at all for a visit to her gynecologist. Dr. Dick Longman was stunningly handsome, over six-feet tall, as lean as a rail but with the muscles and build of the California surfer boy he had been before studying medicine. Before he chose to specialize in the field that more than anything else drew his attention....

That field was, need I say, gynecology.

Women and their bodies.

Women and their always fascinating vaginas. Women and their breasts that inevitably needed examining along with their vaginas, since so much could go wrong with both of those important female areas, if left unchecked and unattended to regularly.

What was not to like about gynecology as a specialization for a lean, blond ex-surfer boy like Dick Longman?

No sooner had Dr. Longman hung his shingle out in the small Oregon town where he now lived and practiced medicine than new patients--women--came flocking to him like proverbial bees to proverbial honey. Their sudden complaints were endless: This seems to need checking out, Dr. Longman. Is that functioning as it should function down there?

Why is it so sensitive? Is that amount of lubrication normal or abnormal? Can you please manipulate my breasts to see if you feel anything that I'm missing when I handle them?

These were, of course, all very

valid

medical questions. Concerns about matters like breast cancer should never be taken lightly. But when patient after patient--woman after woman--kept arriving at Dr. Longman's clinic with the same sets of questions and no evidence that their concerns had real substance to them, Dr. Longman began to realize that many of his patients, many of the women knocking at his office door, simply wanted attention.

They wanted

his

attention. They wanted the attention of a hot, hunky young man dressed in a doctor's uniform. Which made it all right for him to be touching and tracing and manipulating and penetrating their vaginas. Doing all that clinically, it goes without saying. This is what a gynecologist does, after all.

And palpating their breasts, slowly, carefully, with gentle firm touches that sometimes "accidentally" happened to brush across their excited nipples. "Accidentally" more than once in any given breast exam. All in a gynecologist's set of daily duties....

So here was Ms. Lucy Cummins all seated up--lying back, feet in stirrups and legs spread wide--waiting for Dr. Longman to arrive in the exam room after his nurse had helped her undress, mount the exam table, and put her feet into the waiting stirrups.

"Won't be long, Ms. Cummins," Nurse Judy called over her shoulder as she exited the exam room. "Dr. Longman doesn't like to keep patients waiting. He knows it can get cold quickly as you lie back on that exam table."

One of Dr. Longman's special clinical practices was to ask all of his patients to disrobe completely prior to their exams. No need to fiddle with those skimpy gowns that cover very little and have to be removed anyway once the exam is underway.

Dr. Longman liked to find his patients ready and waiting for him, lying on the exam table in the altogether, feet in stirrups, when he came striding into the exam room, his handsome face wreathed in smiles, blue eyes twinkling as if the patient on the table was the most special of all of his patients, the only one that mattered at the moment.

So back to the beginning:

"Good morning, Ms. Cummins. And how are we doing today? It's nice to see you. What brings you in, may I ask?"

"Oh, Doctor, something just doesn't feel right. You know. Down there." Lucy Cummins signaled "down there" with a nod of her head and a tilt of her eyes.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Ms. Cummins. What in particular do you think is going on?"

Dr. Longman knew that Ms. Cummins was divorced. He also suspected that with no husband around and, as far as he could determine, no boyfriend in the picture, she might not be getting the attention that she needed "down there." She was, after all, a young, very attractive divorcee and definitely deserved attention. Especially down there....

"It's my - I don't know if I can use the word, Doctor, since it's slang: it's my cunny. It feels, well, funny lately."

"Or course you can say 'cunny,' Ms. Cummins. As I've told you before, since my job is to feel and prod your vagina, there's no need for us to stand on formality. I know a whole range of words--cunny, cunt, pussy, box, gash, quim, and so on--and am very comfortable using them with my patients. I want you to feel at ease."

"What seems 'funny' about your cunny right now, Lucy? And remember, I want you to call me Dick. Fuck those stuffy rules and regulations about doctor-patient formalities, right?"

Throwing a little vulgarity into his palaver with patients as he winked and smiled always broke the ice wonderfully, Dick Longman found. Especially as he was preparing to probe their cunts and enjoy all over again the aroused smell said pussies emitted as his fingers manipulated them and spread their moisture around. All part of the examination....

"It just feels, well, achy a lot of the time now, Dick," Lucy responded. "I don't know what's going on with it. It feels like it's missing something it needs."

"Bring me up to date on your boyfriend situation, Lucy. The last time you were in for an exam, I know you told me you and your husband had split up. I was sorry to hear that. I seem to recall that you also told me you hadn't found a boyfriend to take his place. Am I right?"

"Would I be correct in guessing that maybe your cunny is craving some attention it used to get when your husband was around? That it feels neglected now? Needy, maybe? That it gets hot and bothered and wet, but what it wants to scratch its itch is just not there? Am I on the right track, Lucy?"

"You are, indeed, Dick. What can I do, do you think?"

"Well, let me examine you first, and then I may have some medical recommendations for you. From what I can see just by looking at your pussy--and may I say it's one of the most gorgeous pussies I've seen in my practice?--all seems to be in order. But I need to perform a manual exam to be sure."

"Are you still fine with me doing that without gloves? Most of my patients find gloves irritating and clinical, and prefer my bare fingers as the exam tool. That still all right with you?"

"That's more than all right, Dick. I want you to do whatever it takes to find out my problem and give me a good medical recommendation for dealing with it."

"Great, Lucy. Let's get this thing underway. What I'm going to do first is examine you for normal sensitivity to stimuli. We need to see if your area 'down there' is responding the way it should respond to various stimuli."

"That's okay with you? You understand what this exam I'm going to be administering with my fingers now is trying to diagnose, right? If so, just lie back and relax. And I might even say, enjoy, since it's a very normal thing for a woman to enjoy having her female areas stimulated."

"What I'm doing now as I trace my fingers lightly from your sensitive clitoris down the valley of your pussy and over the inner lips of your pussy is to see if you respond to that stimulation normally. And it looks to me as if you're having the expected response."

"I see your lips turning rosy and swelling, and your vaginal opening showing itself like a flower unfolding. I can also tell from your heavy breathing and gasps that you're enjoying this stimulation, as you should."

"And on top of all of that, I see you're secreting the normal, expected female fluid as you respond in the expected way to this exam. That's good. This is what we're looking for to be sure you're in perfect health."

"Are you pleased with what my manual exam is finding so far, Lucy?"

"Oh my god, Dick, this is just the kind of exam I've been needing! I'm now realizing that what my pussy has been missing is a man's touch. I examine it myself daily but it's just not the same."

"Thanks for that good feedback, Lucy. It helps me to hear it as I continue your exam, helps me know I'm on the right track. What I'm going to do now is use my fingers to do an inner exam of your pussy. We're going to move from your labial area and beautiful slit down to your pussy opening and see what's going on there. That okay?"

"More than okay, Dick. I want you to do the most thorough exam possible. I want to gauge what's going on down there, where you're made to have something inserted inside."

"I'm going to start with not one but two fingers. Can you feel them entering you and moving around? The heavy moisture you're exuding is definitely helping me examine you."

"Can you feel when I curl those fingers up and explore the top of your love tunnel, that highly sensitive rough bump up there? Does that cause a reaction or response?"

"Shit, yes, Dick! Don't stop, please. I need this exam. And I apologize for using vulgar language, but I can't help myself."

At this point, as Dick thrust his two curled fingers in and out of her rapidly, Lucy began to buck and shake in the stirrups. When that happened he said, "Attagirl, Lucy. You're cumming. You're having an orgasm. That's a very good thing. It's the response I was looking for. It tells me you're very normal down there and helps me diagnose your problem."

"And I haven't even given that adorable little clitty of yours all the attention it needs. Not all women can cum just from penetration. You've got a perfectly healthy cunt and a very responsive and sensitive one, too."

"My diagnosis is that your perfectly healthy cunt needs regular attention. That's what you've been missing and it's what makes you think something funny is going on down there. I need to ask you some medical questions now, Lucy, and I hope they won't be embarrassing."

"Ask away, Dick."

As he began directing his questions to Lucy, Dick continued casually and teasingly fingering her pussy, an examination facilitated by the even more copious flow of lubrication that had resulted from her orgasm.

"If I may ask, do you masturbate, Lucy? Do you play with yourself when you're horny? When your little pussy begs for attention, do you put your fingers or something else in it and give it the satisfaction it needs? It's perfectly normal to do that."

"It's a little embarrassing for me to admit it, Dick, but, yes, I play with myself. I do that pretty regularly, when I'm in the shower, when I'm lying in bed, sometimes at other times when I just can't stop thinking about sexy things."

"But something still seems to be missing. I have to say, I miss having a man play with me. I miss having a man use his penis to give my achy cunt the pleasure it needs. It's like my pussy was designed for a man's penis and needs that as often as possible to stay in top-notch shape."

"This is important information for me to know, Lucy. It helps me figure out what's causing you to feel funny down there. What I'm going to recommend to you now is a sex aid. Do you know what that is? Do you know what a dildo is? Maybe you have one?"

"I know what they are, Dick, but I've never used one."

"Good to know, Lucy. When I write out my list of therapeutic recommendations for you after the exam is over, I'm going to include information about some websites where you can look at all kinds of dildoes and order ones you like. I recommend give you or more of them a try."

"You'll see that they vary in size, shape, color, texture. I encourage you to choose one, or maybe more than one, that you think will suit you best. You may be looking for something that will simulate your ex-husband's hard cock or a former boyfriend's big dick."

"Or you may want to experiment and try something new. You may want to try a large black cock, for instance. Maybe you've fantasized about that. Let yourself go wild as you make your dildo choices. And when you've placed your order and the dildoes of your choice are shipped to you, I recommend that you use them regularly."

"It's important to stay healthy down there. For a healthy, normal woman with good sexual drive and response like yourself, regular exercise of your female parts, of your pussy, is very important. There's no rule that says you can't use a dildo to fuck your little pussy as many times a day as you need to do that, as long as you don't get it sore."

"And to help you with your decision to pick a dildo that works for you, what I'm going to propose now is that I introduce a special tool that I use with select patients who need this particular kind of attention. When you signed up to be my patient, you signed a release form that gave me permission to use the manual therapeutic techniques I've used with you today, and also to use that special tool."

"Do you remember signing that form and the information it provided about this special tool? It's a tool specially designed to probe your cunt and help diagnose what you need down there. If you're ready now, I'd like to move the exam to that next level."

Lucy knew what was coming. She knew the routine. This was not her first rodeo with Dr. Dick Longman. They'd had this tool talk before and he had used that wonderful tool to diagnose her needs more than once. This doctor-patient game was an ongoing game they enjoyed playing whenever Lucy returned to Dick for another medical exam.

He was a real gynecologist, though one that used some unorthodox diagnostic and therapeutic methods, and this doctor-patient game-playing was one of those methods. This was why Lucy kept coming back to him, in fact.

So when Dick started unbuttoning his shirt and unbuckling and unzipping his pants so that his special tool could be released, she smiled broadly and nodded her head as she said, "Yes, Dick, let's get this part of the exam underway right now."

"That's a beautiful tool you have there, Dick. It always diagnoses my medical needs accurately. It's designed perfectly to do that. When I order one of those dildoes, I'm going to be looking for one that is just like your special tool."

"I love to watch you use it on me, how it goes in and out as I see the concentration on your handsome face when you're watching it probe me, too. I love your energy when you wield that tool to examine my pussy, how you work that tool and thrust it into me."

"That's great to know, Lucy. I like a patient who gets herself totally involved in her therapeutic process. You ready for the tool to start its probe now?" At that, Dick took his thick engorged cock and began rubbing it tantalizingly along Lucy's slit to gather its copious moisture. After he had used his cockhead to tease her clit repeatedly, he then slowly began to insert it into Lucy's needy wet pussy.

"The probing is underway, Lucy. Can you feel it? I can feel from how your pussy walls are rippling, sucking, and responding that the tool is doing what it needs to do for you. I'm pretty sure we can diagnose you correctly now."

"My diagnosis is that what you need is regular fucking, Lucy. You need a big, hard cock probing your pussy as often as possible, with a horny energetic man wielding that cock to give your pussy as much pleasure as possible. You need a skilled lover who will work your clit the way I'm working it right now with my thumb as I thrust into you, to give you maximum stimulation while he fucks you."

"You need to cum and help him cum so that he keeps coming back to fuck you. Does all that make medical sense to you, Lucy?"

"Absolutely, Dick. Please continue the probing."

"And even after you get that dildo and practice with it several times a day, I'm going to need you to make regular appointments for this therapy with my special tool, Lucy. We want you to stay in tip-top health."

"Speaking of tips, I'm going to have to pull mine out soon and let it do what it's designed to do when it reaches maximum stimulation. But first I want to see you cum again as I work that hot little clit while I fuck your pussy. Are you close? Cum for me again now, Lucy."

Doctor's orders are powerful: right on track, when Dick told her to cum, Lucy had another beautiful, hard, shaking orgasm. And when she came, he did the same, quickly pulling his pulsating cock out of her cunt and shooting all the way to her chin as he always did when he examined her. To Lucy's delight, Dick coated her tits with streak after streak of hot cum, which she enjoyed rubbing over her nipples and around her tits--good for the skin, she'd always heard.

After Dick had retrieved her clothes and brought them over to her, he then dressed himself again before ending the therapy session with his usual conclusion every time she visited:

"Have Beth make you another appointment with me in three weeks, Lucy. And don't hesitate to call if anything comes up in the meantime. When I see you next, I want to hear about how those dildoes have helped you with your medical problems, and about how often you've practiced using them."

"In fact, come to think of it, bring the one you like best to our next session so I can inspect it and see how it fits your needs. I want to watch you use it and be sure you're using it correctly, and I'll help use it on you to teach you some additional therapeutic techniques. We'll include that as part of our next exam."

"See you then, Lucy!" Dick said as he walked out of the exam room and shut the door to allow Lucy to get dressed again.