Eager to start having sex, Lilly asks to be placed on birth control. Momma takes Lilly to see her gynecologist. Lilly quickly discovers Doctor Malstrom is blessed with a frighteningly large cock. Using Swedish to mask their discussion in front of Lilly, Momma's relationship with Doctor Malstrom is anything but normal. Momma briefs Doctor Malstrom on the progress to transform Lilly from an innocent virgin into their family's trained concubine. Doctor Malstrom cunningly deceives Lilly into allowing him to post videos and photos of her examination on the internet. Answering probing questions about her body and budding sexuality, Lilly is forced to admit things she thought would always remain private. Doctor Malstrom uses a pump to milk his new patient. Her legs spread and locked in the stirrups, Lilly's special place is touched and penetrated by a man for the first time. Lilly is tempted to suck the doctor's cock. Momma and Doctor Malstrom do something shocking in front of Lilly. With no knowledge of how a typical gynecological exam is performed, Lilly is subjected to devices and procedures that take her to new levels of ecstasy, discomfort and humiliation.
The Swedish slang words for cock (kuk) and pussy (fitta, snippa) are used intentionally. They are not misspellings.
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Momma made the appointment for the following Thursday. That morning, Lilly lied to her parents, saying she wasn't feeling well and that she wasn't going to school. They didn't look happy about it but it was also clear there was nothing they could do to make her go. They left for work about 10 minutes before Momma pulled into the driveway.
As they drove, Momma asked, "Are you nervous?"
Lilly nodded.
"There is nothing to be worried about, honey."
"Okay." But she still felt uneasy.
"He will ask you many questions and take lots of notes. You'll have to take your clothes off so he can conduct a thorough physical examination."
"Okay." She already determined this was going to happen. Lilly may not have visited a gynecologist before but she knew what part of the body he would be examining. At least she no longer had a giant dark bush between her thighs; her best friend had begged to shave it and Lilly had relented. That was months ago and Lilly had maintained a smooth pussy ever since. Cassy had shaved Lilly's special place just yesterday, following their PE class and Lilly spent a few minutes swiping the razor over her pussy in the shower this morning.
Shaving involved touching and whenever she touched herself these days, she felt compelled to masturbate. With the shower still running to mask any noise she made, Lilly sat on the side of the tub, spread her legs and flicked her electric toothbrush. By now she was running late so there was no time to get creative. She simply sat there, dripping wet and cold, with the bristles spinning on her clit until the waves crashed and another delicious orgasm rippled through her body. Whimpering quietly, her breasts shuddered and her thighs quivered before clamping onto the impromptu sex toy. When the moment passed, she set the toothbrush down and gently ran her fingers over her soft billows.
Lilly thought her special place looked rather cute now and wasn't nearly as concerned about showing her to others. She also took some comfort in knowing Doctor Malstrom would not be the first man to take an interest in her pussy. Robby had, last summer, even though back then she thought it looked hideous. Daddy, Uncle Lars and Erik had seen her special place numerous times since she'd befriended Cassy. She determined she would think of them when this stranger began his poking and prodding.
"Some of the tests and procedures may seem odd or invasive but they are all important."
"Okay."
"This is a big step on your journey."
That was one thing about today she was excited about. Assuming the doctor put her on birth control, men would be able to fuck without the fear of becoming pregnant. Her thoughts on this moment had changed since meeting the Vatspalts. Before they came into her life, she imagined her first time would be with the man she would marry. It would take place on her wedding night. There would be candle light and soft music and waves crashing outside some beachside bungalow. This man, whoever he was, would also be a virgin. He would whisper loving things in her ear as he slowly removed her wedding gown. His kisses upon her breasts would be gentle, his tongue soft on her nipples. He didn't really have a cock. She knew it was there, of course, but he would keep it hidden and when he entered her, she wouldn't really feel it. She would open her legs and his hips would slowly piston beneath the covers. He would 'hump' her tenderly and she would lay beneath him quietly. He would look into her eyes and she would kiss him. They would make love.
Looking out the window as Momma drove, that expereince now seemd completely ridiculous. She thought of the excitement of kneeling before Josh and opening her mouth to swallow his cum. She saw Daddy pushing his kuk deeply into Momma's bottom. She considered how excited Louise was to share the expereince of being fucked by four guys at once. She saw Cassy being smothered between her older sister's thighs. Her relationship with her electric toothbrush had been born from using one on Cassy's pussy. She remembered the stretching sessions with her wine bottle. And every day, without protest, she undressed in the locker room and performed for Shelly and all the others. Had she actually grown to enjoy that as well? The Vatspalts had shown her a way to maintain her dignity when faced with total humiliation. It was difficult to admit, but her special place knew better and the little wet spot in the crotch of her panties was there. She felt it being made the moment she stepped foot into the locker room.
None of those experiences were anything like she thought. They were better, much better; even when she was forced to display her bouncing tits to the girls in the locker room. Lilly considered the sensation of a man's cock sliding inside her; what the hot stream of his cum injecting her womb would feel like. Would he bend her over a chair? Or would it happen in the back of a car, her heels pressed to the roof? Perhaps it would take place in the shower; the hot steam caressing her body as the man fucked her up against the tile wall. She couldn't wait.
She wasn't surprised when her special place stirred. She found her pussy drooled more and more these days. The mere thought of something sexual triggered the familiar warm dampness between her legs. She wanted to play with herself and figured if she did so, Momma wouldn't mind.
Last Sunday, on the yacht, had been a special day. Momma had shown her the proper way to pleasure a man with her mouth. Thinking back to that lovely afternoon, a thick drop of her snippa's essence emerged from her flower. It slowly oozed down, between her buttcheeks, and she signed when it pooled in her asshole.
When she had drained Uncle Lars and Momma congratulated her on taking another important step, she thought she'd never felt happier in her life. Momma was happy, too. She was so happy, she took Lilly back to a stateroom where Daddy was resting and put her to work on his cock as well. That time Momma told her to let Daddy take the lead. She didn't protest when he grapsed her braided pigtails, held her head in place, and slowly fucked her mouth.
When he came, she swallowed...like a good girl. Daddy's extract was as delicious as Uncle Lars and she wished she could do it all over again. When she looked Daddy in the eye, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to prove she had finished her dessert, he laughed and gathered her in his arms for a warm embrace. His slowly drooping kuk, covered with her saliva, pushed against her pleat and the impulse to climax was so strong, her knees nearly buckled.
Lost in her thoughts, it was Momma's words that brought Lilly back to the van. "The girls and I go through the same examination every time we see him."
"Okay." She sat with her heels up on the seat, stretching the short cotton dress over her knees, her arms wrapped around them. Opening her legs a bit kept the garment from sticking to the drool leaking from her fitta. Cold air from the car's air conditioner wicked across her femininity, drying her extract almost as soon as it oozed from her body.
Thirty minutes later Momma parked the van along a treelined street bordered by large, well-preserved Victorian homes. Lilly was surprised when they approached the steps of one with a lovely wrap-around porch complete with a swing. It didn't look like any other doctor's office she'd visited before. In small gold letters on the corner of the ornate wood-and-glass-adorned door she read: Malstrom Gynecology, Inc. Mamma pushed the doorbell and after a moment Lilly heard a quiet buzz and clunk.
Stepping into a foyer with beautiful wood flooring, Lilly saw the doors straight ahead and to the left were closed. A grand staircase ascended to the home's upper floors. To the right was what she assumed was the waiting room. The furniture was sturdy and clean and was clearly period-correct. Dappled sunshine filtered through the lead glass windows, casting a comforting glow. She took a seat while Momma went across the room and pushed a button on an intercom. A man's voice responded and Momma let him know they were in the waiting room.
"Aside from the doctor being Swedish, one of the reasons I chose this practice was the location," Momma said. "Many of the homes in this neighborhood have been converted to small businesses. This is so much more intimate and comfy. There is nothing more humiliating than sitting in a cold, sterile, office building when your visiting the doctor for such a personal matter." Lilly nodded. She had been worried about that exact experience. "Doctor Malstrom runs a very small practice, which is something I also prefer. There is no office staff and he only sees one patient at a time so you aren't in a waiting room with a bunch of strangers."
Looking around the room, Lilly said, "I like this better, Momma. Thank you for suggesting it. There was no way I'd be able to do this visit with my mom's gynecologist. If she found out I was on birth control, she would probably damn me to Hell."
Momma placed a hand on Lilly's thigh, pulling her dress up in the process. "You're an adult, honey. You can do whatever you want with whomever you want." Momma leaned over and kissed Lilly on the cheek. "I'm honored you have so much faith in me that you'd come to see my doctor. I think you're going to like him." Looking down, she frowned, "Honey, we don't sit with our legs crossed, do we?"
"Sorry, Momma. I'm just nervous."
Patting Lilly's knee, the woman said, "If there is anyplace in the world you can display your vagina without concern, this is the place. Now, do as I say and open your legs, dear."
Knowing the dress was short enough that her special place would be revealed when she spread her thighs, Lilly obeyed and, almost on cue, her pussy went damp. "Yes, Momma."
