*This is a fictional story with fictional characters, all of whom are above the age of 18*
*This is part 4 of the series "Adi's Defloration," I highly recommend reading to first three parts to catch up*
ADI'S FIRST LESBIAN EXPERIENCE
1: Izzy
I love going to work with my dad, Dr. Jacobs. I've had the goal of becoming a doctor just like him since I was young, so obviously he thinks I go just because I enjoy learning about medicine. I suppose this is true, I do love getting experience in a real clinic, but it's definitely not the only reason I go.... For whatever reason, I loveeeeee seeing all the different patients in the waiting room, and sometimes in the exam room. It's exciting seeing all of the different people, all the different body types, all the different hair colors, all the different personalities. Especially considering this clinic is located in a college town, so the predominant population that flows through this place are people around my age. To me, this waiting room is my personal real life tinder, I can chat with anyone I want, see if they're boyfriend material. I hadn't met anyone worth the time though... that is, until just the other day when I saw her.
I know what you're thinking, "her???" I thought you were looking for a boyfriend, not a girlfriend?! Just to clarify, I wasn't lying when I said I was looking for a boyfriend. I mean the only person I ever dated was a guy. Back when I was in high school my first and only relationship thus far in my life was with a guy. And he was great, we dated for like a year and a half, I even let him take my virginity, but we eventually broke up (totally mutual by the way).
But anyway, long story short, I have recently started having fantasies... no one knows about these fantasies, not even my besties, and definitely not my dad... and in these fantasies I imagine what it would be like to be with a girl. There's something elegant about a woman that you just don't get with a man. Maybe it's the delicacy of a girl's body, the smoothness of her skin, her gentle, loving nature, or perhaps it's the possibility of sharing a deeper emotional connection. I've learned that men don't express their emotions, and often don't like having emotions expressed to them. Of course I've never actually experimented with a girl romantically so I guess I could just be making all of this up. But when I saw her at the clinic a couple days ago, I felt an unusual confidence that she was the perfect person for me, I felt an urge to express all of my bottled up fantasies to her, and somehow I knew that she'd understand.
Of course, I didn't express myself at all that day, in fact the only thing I managed to do was wink at her as she was leaving... embarrassing, I know! I should've gone up and talked to her or something, and maybe I would've, but she had this look about her after coming out of her exam (yes I know she had a physical, I looked at her chart while the nurse was away in the bathroom, they're used to me being curious about patients anyway since I shadowed my dad or one of his partners all the time). Her hair was not quite as perfect as it had been before the exam, her cheeks were flushed, and she seemed out of breath. I didn't know what to make of it but my shy inner-self told me not to go up to her at that moment. None of that stopped me from staring at her perfect little ass as she walked out of the clinic. Oh the things I'd do to see under those leggings...
That night I asked my dad about her over dinner. He blushed as soon as I mentioned her name, maybe he thought she was hot too, I mean I wouldn't blame him. He didn't say much about her except that her name was Adi, and that she was a sweet person, and that she'd scheduled a follow up exam in a week. I made a mental note to make sure I would be at the clinic in exactly one week's time. Maybe I would actually approach her and say something!
I finished my dinner and rinsed my dishes, then immediately went up to my room. Dad had charts to do so he wouldn't be available for the rest of the night. I needed some privacy anyway, seeing Adi today had me tingling with sexual energy for hours. The thought of my own dad examining her naked body was really making my pussy throb... I was jealous that he got to see her tits, feel her pussy... why couldn't it be me that was the doctor already, why couldn't I have been the one examining her... my clothes were on the floor almost instantly after I locked my door, I couldn't even wait until I was laying in my bed to start rubbing my finger on my clit.
I didn't know if I'd ever been this horny in my entire life, and it was all because of this one girl. Of course once I was in bed I had one hand in between my legs, and the other scrolling through Adi's instagram and VSCO which I had found after a little bit of digging (I'm not a stalker I swear, I just had to see some pictures of her). I scrolled and scrolled, taker her clothes off inside my head, imagining what her perky tits would look like, how her lips would taste while I kissed her, what her hands would feeling like running over my body, and what her body would feel like as I ran my hands over her! I rolled onto my side and put a pillow between my legs, my pussy was soaked but I didn't care as I pressed my wet flesh into the cotton fabric and began to grind. I closed my eyes and pictured my own pussy pressed against Adi's, rhythmically rubbing and inching closer and closer to an orgasm. This image was too much and my thighs clamped down on the pillow whilst my eyes rolled back and I came with convulsion. The ecstasy lasted for what felt like hours.
Despite just having the orgasm of a lifetime, I knew that with Adi, it would be ten times better... damn I couldn't wait until her next appointment with my dad.
1 week later...
Finally! Today is the day I could see the girl of my dreams again. She probably wouldn't remember me, the girl in the waiting room, but it didn't matter, because I remembered her. I asked my dad if I could come in and shadow him all day while he treated patients. This wasn't exactly an unusual request, I had done this many times, the only difference this time was my motive. I didn't know what time Adi's appointment was scheduled, so I had to be there all day. I got up earlier than I usually would to shower and shave. Not that I truly expected anything to happen, but I wanted every inch of my body to look perfect for her... just in case.
It was a struggle to refrain from touching my begging clit all morning, especially while I was massaging my lotion into my skin, it seemed like every nerve from my arms to my legs was directly connected to my pussy. By the time I was ready to get dressed I could already feel a layer of moisture building up between my thighs. I picked out a pink thong, the only one I owned, to wear under my ripped jeans. I made sure to wear the tightest pair I owned so my ass would look good. I tried on several different tops but ended on a thin white tank top and an open cardigan to go over it... no bra underneath.
"Hey Iz, you ready?" My dad called from downstairs.
"Coming," I replied while finishing the final touches of my makeup. I admired my flawless application of mascara in the mirror for a moment then walked downstairs.
"What's got you in such a good mood this morning darling?" I realized how wide I was smiling and blushed. My dad was rarely able to get me to say as much as hello in the mornings considering I am the opposite of a morning person, so I understood his bewilderment upon seeing me smile at 6:30.
"Oh just excited for the day I guess!"
"That's good, I love seeing you interested in medicine, maybe I'll let you do some blood pressures and patient histories today," he offered with a certain proudness in his voice.
"Cool, thanks dad!"