Author's Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.
Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them? Well, I do... because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now...
Finding a good doctor is hard. Finding a good gynecologist is almost impossible.
It all started when my gynecologist moved her practice to another city. Forced to seek out a replacement, I started looking, but finding a female gynecologist—the thought of a man examining my privates made me sick—is like looking for a needle in a haystack. But after weeks of fruitless search, I finally found the perfect candidate. Okay, she was a little young and inexperienced, but even a newbie would be better than a man—no offence to any man reading this, but I am just not into guys.
I was not quite sure what to expect as I waited in the exam room, but it sure as hell was not the breathtaking young woman that walked in moments later. Somehow, I managed to get through the routine questions, but the second I felt her gloved fingers on my labia, I all self-control left my body.
"Mmmmm!" I moaned softly as the fantasy began.
No longer bound by the laws of reality, the fantasy gynecologist started gently massaging my lower lips.
"Wh... what are you doing?" I asked softly, still unsure if the unexpected turn of events I was experiencing was a result of my imagination or real life. But when she peered up at me with lust-filled eyes, I knew it was all in my head. Still, that would not stop me from enjoying every second of it. But my new doctor had other plans in mind. Or so I thought as I felt her fingers leave my labia. I was about to protest when I saw her lean forward.
"Mmmmmm!" I moaned softly as I felt her hot breath on my poon. Moments later, she parted her lips and outstretched an avid tongue.
"Oh god!" I moaned as I felt her tongue dive past my labia. It traveled all the way up my pussy before being pulled back out.
"Want a taste?" she inquired in a sensual voice. Although all I want was to feel that worm tongue of hers inside me again, I nodded. Smiling, she got to her feet and I soon found myself peering up at her. Before I could even realize what was happening, she leaned forward and plunged her tongue into my mouth.
"Mmmmm!" I moaned as I felt my own pre-cum on her tongue as it darted around my mouth. I soon started reciprocating her eager tongue strokes as soft moans flowed past our lips. We explored each other's oral cavities for almost a minute before I realized just how desperate I was for her to return to my cunt. Unfortunately, I would have to wait as, the second the kiss was broken, she tore the hospital gown off my body and focused on my boobs.
"Mmmmm!" I was unable to keep from moaning. Although a breast massage was not what I had been hoping for, there was no denying just how masterfully she manipulated my nipples. Another moan flowed past my lips as she used her tongue, fingers and the years of experience she undoubtedly had to play with my nipples, sending wave after wave of arousal washing over my body. My moans grew in intensity until I could no longer bear it.
