*no one under the age of 18, everything is consensual*
I was sitting in the waiting room of my school's nurses office. I had strained the muscle in my right hamstring during volleyball practice and was sent here to get it looked at by my school doctor. As I was sitting there I realized how much of a slut I looked like and I wondered what Dr. Johns would think of my attire. The schools volleyball team had opted for a short skirt with no undershorts attached to them (you had to wear your own if you wanted the extra coverage which I didn't do because I loved the feeling on the air on my wet pussy as I was playing) and a tight athletic shirt ( which was making the curves of my 28DD breasts look much larger especially since I liked to wear skimpy bralettes that let my nipples poke through so they are constantly on display)
I wasn't waiting long when Dr. Johns called me up, and let me into the nurses room. He sat me down on the bed in the office and smiled down at me.
"Hi sweetie what can I do for you today?"
He was looking between my nipples and my juicy thighs, which were on display because my skirt rode up to the tops of my thighs.
"Well doctor I was at practice and I strained my right hamstring" I whined, and rubbed the underside of my thigh which cause my skirt to ride up even more and my tits to jiggle.
"Well i'm sure there's nothing a good ol'e massage can't help! Why don't you lay down on the bed face down and let me get to work alright?"
"ugh doctor that sounds perfect! Thank you so much!" I layed down on the bed my boobs squishing out around me and my skirt barely covering my ass.
Dr. Johns warmed up some oil and spread some on my right hamstring.
"Is this where it hurts honey?"
"mmmm yes right there Dr. it hurts so badddd please make it go away.
"Okay let me get you more comfortable so I can assess if there is anything else that needs fixing as well alright?"
"Okay Dr. Johns anything that will help!"
He started taking both my shoes off and then my socks. I turned to the side to look at him confused.
"why are you taking both my shoes and socks off? Only my right leg hurts..."
"Oh just because I want to massage the other leg just to be sure you dont have any other strained muscles"
"Oh okay... makes sense" I shrugged it off and layed back down properly, letting my tits spread out again and loving the feeling of my hardened nipples on the bed.
This time he started massaging my calf on the other leg and moving up to my hamstring and then repeating on my right leg.
"Does anything hurt on the other leg?" He asked while kneading and massaging my hamstrings. God this felt so good I didn't want him to stop so I said:
"Yea a little actually do you mind massaging it more for me please"
He nodded and continued to massage my legs and feet. Then he started to bring my legs apart a little. Spreading them enough at he could get a good look at my transparent white lace panties that weren't hiding a thing. He continued to go higher up my thighs and massaged close to my asscheeks which caused my skirt to ride up and expose the meaty part of my ass. He then opened my legs a little further and started massaging my inner thighs, brushing against my mons but never staying too close to anything inappropriate for too long. He ran his hands up and down my legs brushing against my dripping twat and my ass occasionally.
"Hey, I would hate to see ur uniform get dirty with all this oil why don't you strip waist down for now so I can't continue your massage?"
I was dripping at this point and I thought it would've been so embarrassing for the Dr. to se my pussy all swollen and wet.
"Don't you think that's a little unnecessary Doctor? I thought you were only inspecting my legs" I didn't want it to stop but I was starting to question his professionalism.
"Oh trust me it's okay I just want to inspect the rest of your body to make sure that there aren't any other tight muscles" I caught him looking at my glistening pussy, and thought what the hell, he is a professional after all, I shouldn't doubt him. Plus if I was gonna get a full body massage for free I wasn't complaining.
He hooked his fingers on the waistband of my skirt and slowly dragged it down careful not to touch any of the oil. My g-string clad snatch was on full display for the Dr. to feast his eyes on. He started massaging me again but started with my butt this time spreading my cheeks and digging his fingers real close to my puckered hole. He moved on from there and lifted the hem of my shirt to the middle of my back. He started massaging my butt shelf which felt amazing. He kept circling from the bottoms of my feet, to my calves, to my hamstrings to my inner thighs and then my asscheeks to my back for what felt like hours.
He then started getting a little bold, rubbing his hands over my ass underneath my panties. He was brushing against my pussy more shamelessly now and I was biting back moans.
He stopped suddenly and told me to take off my top and lay back down. Once my top was off he couldn't take his eyes off my big titties. I pulled my shirt off which cause then to bounce all over the place. My bralette matched my g-string so you could see my juicy red nipples, just waiting to be sucked, pucker through my bra. They seemed to defy gravity with their perfect shape and Dr. Johns couldn't take his eyes off them. He cleared his throat and told me to lay back down on my chest. My breasts hurt with how bad they wanted to be touched but I complied and he got back to work. He gave my back a massage, and even unclasped my bra (as to not get any oil on it) he ended up just pulling up out from under me to make sure he wouldn't spill on it which made me moan from the fabric rubbing against my extremely sensitive nipples. It was so thoughtful of him to do that.
After doing that he started paying attention to my side boob that was spilling from the sides of my body, making sure that was all oiled up before telling me to turn onto my back. At this point I was still feeling a little skeptical of what he was trying to do, but I trusted him, he only wanted to help me feel better.
He started at my shoulders and neck while asking me questions about volleyball. He was getting close to the tops of my tits but started working around them giving my ribs a massage instead.
"Has anyone ever touched your breasts before?"
"Umm... no..." what a weird question to ask I thought... I was buzzing with anticipation just wondering what he would do next. He started massaging the tops of my tits again getting closer and closer to my nipples.
"Have you ever touched your own breasts before?"