THE DOCTOR Part 1
David's part of the story.
My wife and I had been married for six years and in the last year, had tried to bring a baby into our life.
My name is David and I am twenty-nine years old, and Stella is twenty-six. She is a very attractive woman, brown hair curling down to her shoulders. Her figure is what most call an hour glass shape, her breasts are a large double C but not out of proportion to her body. She is not wide breasted, her nipples look straight at you, and both create a deep tight cleavage. She shaves her pubes, except the tuft over her clitoris.
Our business had become a success and we both worked hard to meet the increased orders. With increased staff, as we expanded, so did our hours.
Some evenings we would return home exhausted, and would sleep in the chairs, after eating a meal picked up on our way home.
Then came the offer to buy our business and we decided to sell it, and walk away to give us some time for us.
With a lot of money behind us, the decision to make a baby was agreed, and sex became very regular. Stella, would initiate our session sometimes, and I couldn't have been happier.
Despite our efforts, and the enjoyment of a fantastic sex life, no baby was started.
We decided to see a doctor, and see if something was wrong with me or Stella.
Having got an appointment, we saw our GP, who after hearing our problem, referred us to a fertility clinic.
Once again, we waited for the appointment day to come. Strangely, it gave us an impetus to have sex even more. Stella, would wake up and play with my cock, and as I woke, she would mount my erection and lean over me so that her lovely breasts hung over my face.
The practice was wonderful but the desired pregnancy still didn't come.
Finally, the appointment came and a week later, we went to see the specialist.
The doctor we met was a man aged about 30 to 35, and he shook our hands, as he ushered us into his consultation room.
We sat down in the chairs facing the desk as he sat behind it.
He introduced himself as Doctor Alan Hargraves and explained that I would need to provide a specimen of my semen, and once the questions had been answered, I would be asked to go into a room, and watch porn videos and should masturbate and come into a glass tube. This would then be tested for the number of swimmers in the gloop. Meanwhile he would then examine Stella.
He asked if we were sexually active, how many times in a week did we do it, did Stella have a climax each time and could it be that I had a premature ejaculation. Stella answered the last question, saying I could last on most occasions, but not all.
After a few more questions, he asked me to go into a room coming off of the room we were in, and went in with me. The room had a big screen, and he explained the videos and how to find the film I wanted that would turn me on.
He left me, and said press the green button when I had the sample, but stay in the room.
Stella, told me what happened to her, when we got home.
Stella's part of the story
Stella waited until the doctor returned, then once he sat down, he asked her questions about her health. Have you ever picked up any vaginal disease, No. Have I had sex with another man unknown to your husband. No. Are your periods regular or all over the place. Regular, within two days either way. Have you ever had itchy nipples, or itchy vaginal lips. No. Have you ever had an abnormal discharge from your vagina. No.
He then asked me to go behind a screen and undress and put on the gown provided.
When I returned, he asked me to sit down in a chair in front of him, and then said he was going to examine me to check everything was okay. He then asked me if I wanted a nurse present, as he would be examining my body, and as it would involve me being naked, during the examination, I might feel more comfortable with her in the room. I said no, I realised that my modesty would go out of the window if I became pregnant, so I told him not to worry.
I signed some papers, and then he said, "Very well then, if you will stand and take the gown of, I will start the examination."
I undid the tie, pulled it open, exposing the front of my body to him as I slipped my arms out from the sleeves and placed it on the chair I had been sat on.
"Look straight ahead, I want to look at you, to see if I can spot any lumps or bumps that you may have missed." I stood still as he looked at me, I could almost feel his eyes going to my breasts then down to my tuft of hair between my closed legs.
"I want to look at your vagina as you are standing, so please open your legs, concentrate on the area and stop once you feel your lips open," he said as he knelt down in front of my pussy."
He was looking at my pussy as I opened my legs by rocking from one side to the other, trying to feel when my lips parted for him to see. My womb spasmed, and I knew I had just sent a new lot of juice down my hole.
As I moved from side to side, so my freed tits swayed and knocked into each other, and I saw him glance up at them a few times.
Then I felt my lip's part, and my juices start to run from my now open pussy.
Nodding, he stood and walked around me, looking at me from all angles. When he was behind me, he asked about the small scar on one cheek of my bottom, and how did I get it. I told him I had sat on a chair that had a piece of glass on it, and as I pulled the chair in, so the glass cut into me.
Once he was back around to my front, he then started his examination. He placed his stethoscope to my breast and listened, he moved it twice more, then asked me to cough.
Then he said he would check my breasts, and cupped my right breast while he squeezed it with his other hand. He ran his hand around each one, then returned to my nipple. "You have excellent breasts, firm and pointed. Your nipples are responsive and once you are pregnant, the pinkness of them will become darker. Your breasts will become more rounded, and will become perfect for breast feeding your baby. I hope you will breast feed it.
He then told me to sit on the end of the examination bed, and once I had done this, he said, Shuffle back a little bit, and then lay back letting your feet hang down over the end of the bed.
Once I had done this, he said, "Right, lift up both legs, place your feet on the end of the bed and then drop your legs open, so that I can check your vagina."
I lay looking up at the ceiling knowing that the most private part of me was now wide open to the view of another man who was most likely going to finger it.
I jumped as he touched my Clit, and pulled it open. "It's quite hard, suggesting that you are quite roused by this. I am now going to check you internally." He pushed in his finger, pressing down on my tummy, then wriggled his finger even more. I felt my body spasm and flood his finger.
He withdrew his finger and said, "You are giving plenty of liquid for your husband's sperm to swim in, all in all, you are in a wonderful condition to become pregnant."
