New Girlfriend Needs A Med Exam

Note to reader, this 3- part story is a first attempt at erotic literature. It is a coming-of-age story. All characters are 18 years old or older. The author tries to touch upon erotic themes from romance, first time, medical fetish, and voyeurism. The author leaves it to the reader to determine if a character's consent is given. The story tries to capture the excitement of first love, the pain of watching someone sexualize your first love; the guilt of viewing something when you shouldn't. If the author was more skilled, the erotic descriptions might be something that could more stimulate the imagination of the reader (working on it). As a male, the author can only speculate on the female sexuality. All comments are helpful.

Part 1; Jack meets his first true love Diane and begins down road of exploring intimacy. Just when their relationship is becoming more intimate, Diane encounters a gynecological problem that only medical care can resolve. Without medical insurance, Diane tries to find her own solution and things get more complicated.

Part 1: First love and discoveries

It was Fall, the first week of college, and the days were growing colder, good sweater weather. That was the first time Jack noticed her; some girl he had never seen before.

She already had the guys thinking "who's that?"

Jack couldn't help but steal glances as she moved carefully through the crowd of students with a "what's going on here" look.

She was average height, slim, she wore a cozy sweater that hinted of perky B cup breasts. Her dress was simple and kind of innocent; there was nothing suggestive about her look, but he couldn't help but imaging what was under that sweater. Her face was like an angel, so delicate and radiant, with charming dimples that appeared whenever she smiled, her complexion was so peaches and cream.

As a new college freshman, he had just turned 18. Jack had been raised by his dad to hold himself to high standards towards women and to be kind to everyone. He thought himself as a young gentleman, but he was still fairly naïve when it came to relationships.

Seeing her had a magnetic draw on Jack's attention, as he was still just a horny teenager. But Jack's intrigue wasn't just confined to his physical attraction for her; there was something about that girl that made him want to really know her; her laughter, what she might be like to talk to. Determined to find a way to meet her, Jack gathered his books and formulated a plan. He would try an honest approach that might lead to a conversation with her.

In this moment, Jack recalled the one person who could help him untangle this mystery of who she was; his childhood friend Kathy. From their earliest days running through the neighborhood, Kathy always seemed to have her finger on the pulse of social circles. His friendship with Kathy also recently 18, remained strictly platonic. However, Kathy was relentless in sharing the details of growing up female, sharing every personal detail without filter, from her first period to the hazards of girls' lingerie.

The next day in-between classes he spotted Kathy in the courtyard, and called her, "Hey, where have you been?"

Kathy hesitated, then invited him to sit. What unfolded was both unexpected and revealing. She told Jack about her mother's insistence that she see a women's doctor now; not her pediatrician anymore. The notion sat heavy on her; it wasn't as if she were sexually active, but her mother had deemed it was necessary. Jack listened intently as Kathy described meeting the doctor; he was a middle-aged man who was very professional and always accompanied by a female nurse.

Kathy recounted the nurse's instructions for her to fully disrobe, handing her a flimsy paper gown that felt inadequate and exposed. Kathy shared how the doctor had thoroughly explained each step of the examination required. "But it wasn't just a routine checkup like I've had before," she elaborated, her voice dropping to a whisper as if revealing a secret. "This one included a well-women examination that I wasn't prepared for."

Kathy's tone shifted as she recounted the specifics; the doctor examined her bare breasts then she had to lay back for the rest of the exam, her heart was racing as he pulled up her flimsy gown revealing her nude pelvic area while he positioned her legs in stirrups.

Jack felt a rush of disbelief, unable to mask his shock. "What the fuck, Kathy; you had to fully expose yourself?" he blurted, grappling with the sudden imagery. Kathy replied with an uneasy nod, "I didn't like it, but it was over quickly." Jack, struggling to with this information, asked, "Do all women have to go through this?"

Kathy sighed, leaning back slightly as she reflected, "My mom said ultimately all women need to ensure they maintain good reproductive health.

Jack's hormones had recently been on a rollercoaster, his previous focus was on football and school, but now it was split between school and girls. He found himself haunted by the echoes of Kathy's revelations of her recent health examination and the intimate details danced in his mind. While he never thought of Kathy in a sexual way, the thought of her nude with a stranger bothered an immature Jack.

As luck would have it, that new girl was just passing by while Jack and Kathy were chatting. Jack casually dropped a "never seen her before" comment.

Being Miss Know-It-All, Kathy eagerly shared everything she already knew about her. The new girl's name was Diane; she was from a local Catholic school and lived in the neighborhood. What piqued Jack's interest was a more peculiar detail: both of Diane's parents were considerably older, practically the age of grandparents. Also, she was an only child.

Later in the day, a friend from the literature club told Jack about how his club had invited the new students to share their experience of being new to the school. Also, that this "new hot girl" was going to do one of the readings. It was scheduled for next day right after lunch, perfectly timed for Jack to attend the reading.

Jack makes his move

At the event, Jack lucked out, Diane was at the event. He was mesmerized by Diane, she seemed modest, but she just spoke so well. She read a funny story, describing being in a new environment as "like being a cat among dogs." When the session ended, he caught up with Diane as she was leaving.

As he had rehearsed in his head previously, he walked right up to her, "Hey, you don't know me, but I'm Jack and I really thought your story was interesting and funny."

Then, he offered her an idea. Some of his friends gathered at a local pizza place, and he invited her to join in as his guest. He said he would introduce her to his "doggie" friends so that she could see for herself that, "They didn't bark or bite."

Diane hesitated, momentarily stunned by the sudden invitation; but thought, he is funny. She then said, "Well, okay."

In that moment, Jack felt a lump forming in his throat, the rush of excitement mingling with nerves as he dialed her number into his phone. Thus began a series of encounters for Jack and Diane, where conversations turned into long walks together. Each meeting with Diane was evolving towards fireworks. Each week brought laughs, glances, and moments that drew their hearts closer. Both Jack and Diane were fairly innocent compared to their peers as neither had been in a serious relationship before.

The physical stuff between them all started so innocently, but progressed so steadily. Diane's parents, being older gave her a lot of space and privacy. Her bedroom was separated from theirs by a den addition that enabled her privacy and independence. Diane was the classic wholesome beauty; she was smart, friendly, and approachable, never stuck-up or rude. Diane took care of her body and her mind. At 5'2" and 105 pounds she was petite and athletically fit with medium length brown hair that framed her flawless complexion and a dimpled smile. Diane was the kind of girl who effortlessly drew attention from guys without trying, but she was never really trying.

During the semester Jack found his time to spend with Diane was initially limited. His school schedule and work kept him busy, but he made it a point to see her whenever he could. When he did visit her at home, their initial physical interactions started pretty basic; a short kiss gradually became a hug and deeper kiss. They would sit in the den with the door ajar; Diane's parents, who often turned in early, seemed surprisingly comfortable with Jack's presence after their bedtime.

Diane's father once told him, "It's a good thing you're here to look after Diane."

Jack just smiled knowing they usually had an hour to enjoy each other's company alone. As one might expect, if you give a young couple enough alone time; things are going to happen. Both Jack and Diane were late bloomers, not much experience sexually besides kissing. As their relationship deepened, so did their passion. The French kissing getting more heated, more intimate. Sitting close soon became exploring each other's bodies with light petting.

The privacy of the den created a perfect refuge for Jack and Diane, a place where Jack's hand eventually found its way beneath Diane's blouse, the first tentative cupping of her bra, sending ripples of electricity through them both. What began as innocent fondling soon became passionate unbuttoning of her blouse and trying to kiss her bare breasts. Jack's hands were also going higher and higher up Diane's dress, and he soon was rubbing the crotch of her panties.

But eventually, Diane hit a threshold. During a particularly intense session of panty rubbing and nipple play, she inhaled sharply, breaking the moment and said, "Jack," I think we're going too far, too fast." She looked into his eyes, showing concern. "I adore you, but I'm set on virginity for now."

Jack, feeling the weight of his own conflicting desires, promised to honor her boundaries. But it was a challenge too great for either of them. Each time they resumed their visits, the resolutions rarely lasted longer than one evening. They found themselves pushing new boundaries each time, slipping deeper into the complexity of teenage love and lust.

Then came the night that changed everything. Diane wore a bare shoulder floral dress, which made her look so feminine and touchable. Jack's fingers danced apprehensively along her thigh, meeting the soft bare skin just below her panties. At first, Diane hesitated, pulling back, her eyes wide with uncertainty. But soon she was kissing Jack with even more fervor. Lost in the moment, Jack's hand slipped higher up her inner thigh, exploring territories he had only dreamed about. All at once Jack's hand went inside her panties, his fingers wandering among her soft pubic hair and moist labia. Then suddenly his index finger found her slippery orifice and he pushed it in a full 3 inches.

Diane pulled back sharply, "No, we can't do that, I don't want to give up my virginity." In that instant, Jack's poor testicles felt like they would explode. But Diane was serious, she was pushing Jack's hand away from her panties. In the days that followed, they stayed on plan, but both knew it was only a matter of time and hormones before they would pick up things where they last left them.

Diane has a problem

Then, one day, Diane faced an unexpected ordeal; she woke up with small blisters on her labia, her initial shock quickly became fear. The realization gnawed at her: she was being punished for letting Jack finger her? Panic tightened as she envisioned her mother's overreaction if she told her about the problem. She tried to hide her anxiety, but Jack noticed her unease.

He reached out, and told her, "You know I'd back you up and be on your side with whatever is troubling you."

"It's embarrassing," Diane had muttered, but as their conversation unfolded, she slowly unraveled her gynecological issue to him.

Jack's mind raced to the singular moment he had inserted his finger in Diane. No, it was only one time and he did wash his hands before.

Diane surmised, "It's probably just some minor infection," She reassured that it could probably stem from the tight athletic wear she had been recently donning. The weight of relief washed over Diane momentarily, yet the thought of a doctor's visit loomed ominously. The idea of checking in with a physician now felt unavoidable. The prospect of revealing more than she ever had at her pediatrician really gnawed at her, but there was no escaping the reality of her situation.

Diane's new healthcare plan was to come from the college clinic situated nearby, a facility she hadn't visited before. Previously, checkups had been a reassuring experience with a kind, older doctor pediatrician who conducted basic family health care. Now, at 18, Diane discovered she didn't need parental permission to seek help, but the examinations might be more revealing than she was emotionally ready for.

The following day, with a mix of determination and trepidation, she made her way to the clinic. The clinic sat a short walk from the college, and she was relieved to reach its doors before closing time. Inside, many things appeared new. A modern nursing station was in the works, and construction buzzed around them as the clinic was undergoing significant renovations. This unexpected change only heightened her anxiety; especially when she read that the clinic might be closed periodically for remodeling.

After giving the receptionist her name, Diane was met with a perplexed expression by the receptionist. The woman typed furiously before glancing back at Diane. "Could you please wait a moment?" she asked, gesturing toward the lobby.

While Diane sat in the lobby, the new medical resident walked into the lobby and couldn't help but notice Diane's striking beauty. As a new young resident MD Jason was excited to further his experience and be able to independently evaluate patients. New, less experienced MDs are typically less costly for clinics to employ and more available. Diane had worn a simple, light blue mid-length blouse and skirt, yet she exuded a charm that was hard to ignore. As he gazed at her, Jason found himself contemplating whether he could really remain detached and professional with all the beautiful young coeds he might soon see at the clinic.

The receptionist returned, her voice grave as she delivered bad news to Diane. Her insurance activation had not yet been processed, which meant Diane couldn't book an appointment there. Instead, she suggested a free family clinic a few miles away. The news hit Diane like a tidal wave; the mere thought of using some free clinic miles away filled her with dread.

As the receptionist walked away, Jason saw an opportunity to help. He approached Diane, his voice low and sincere, "Hi, excuse me for eavesdropping, but I overheard your conversation; that's got to be tough, that you can't make an appointment here yet." As he empathized with her plight, he then made a decision that could jeopardize his whole career, he offered, "I'm the new resident MD here and I can help you with almost anything privately, but it will need to be off the clinic's official books."

Jason had proposed something simple to Diane; due to the construction the clinic was closed next Wednesday afternoon. However, he already knew that no construction was scheduled that day and the clinic would be empty. He suggested she come after class; he promised to leave the side door unlocked. All necessary procedures and medicines would be arranged by him, and there wouldn't be an official record of her visit at the clinic. To ease any anxiety, he suggested she bring a friend who could wait for her. And of course he would do it all for free.

He smiled and said, "I'm offering this to you just because you look like she could really use a break." In truth, the plan had just popped in his head as gazed at her beautiful figure. He thought, what if I offer her a free examination, off the books, no nurses or staff will be here. I should be able to get a real look at her. Who's ever going to know?

Diane considered this unorthodox offer, realizing it was a real chance to address her health concerns locally. The last thing she wanted was to endure showing this strange man any part of her body, but maybe that part wouldn't even be necessary. Besides she could ask Jack to chaperone her at the clinic, without having him in the examination room.

After a moment's hesitation, Diane decided this free, off the books route might just work; Jack could wait in the lobby while she met with doctor Jason at the clinic. It felt private and safe. They arranged for her visit to the clinic next Wednesday afternoon. Jason told her that an hour would be sufficient for the examination and any treatment required. As Diane departed the clinic, anxiety and hope wrestled within her. She knew that the plan was not without some risk, but for the first time, she felt empowered to be in charge of herself.

As next Wednesday approached her anxiety grew, it was only a few days away. She would wonder out loud, "What am I getting myself into?"