IN THIS CHAPTER: Famished after her exhausting and revelatory trip to the gynecologist, Lilly asks Momma if they can have lunch. Momma expresses her displeasure and embarrassment regarding Lilly's behavior at the doctor's office. Momma inspects Lilly's pussy in public. Ashamed and eager to obey, Lilly shares the viewing of her breasts with a complete stranger and is shocked when Momma makes a startling request. Momma tells Lilly about her first time. A young Anna Vatspalt is jealous to learn of her cousins' muse. Anna is introduced to the ecstacy of being swewered. Not yet done with her, Lennart and Gustov claim their younger cousin's virginity in both places, using their overly large cocks to cleave her pussy and bottom at the same time. Lilly opens her special place to Momma's delving fingers and asks a bold question.
The Swedish slang words for pussy (fitta, snippa and slidan) and cock (kuk) are used intentionally. Additionally, the Swedish words for clit (klitoris), asshole (stanga), God (Gud), fuck (javla, knulla), slut (slampa) are also used. They are not missellings.
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Lilly returned from the bathroom and stood next to the examination table. She had her hands down, her arms covering her breasts and her palms hiding her special place. She felt shameful for masturbating to the pamphlet. It seemed she couldn't stop thinking about sex and was in a constant state of arousal, despite all she had been through this morning.
The doctor asked, "That wasn't so bad, was it?"
Lilly stayed silent.
"Please uncover yourself," he said, "And stand with your feet apart. I need a final set of images."
"Yes, sir." Exposing herself, she looked at the thick, rounded contours the doctor's kuk created in his medical scrubs while he took more photos with his handheld camera. His cum and Momma's saliva had created a large wet stain on his scrubs. The saturated material exposed every contour of his manhood and now she wished she had sucked his beautiful cock when she had the chance. But it was too late; Momma had drained him.
As before, he began with full body images and then took closer shots of her face, tits and feminine petals. The images popped up on the screen instantly and Lilly felt more shame as he got down on his knees and zoomed in on her pussy.
Her special place resembled a glistening, raw wound. Her mons was puffed, her labia bright pink, engorged, and they gaped loosely. Her snippa - a part of her body she finally felt looked cute - now looked unnatural. The speculum had done exactly what the doctor claimed: opened and stretched her pussy far beyond what she had previously dared try with her wine bottle. The clitoral stimulator had also been effective; her rosebud still stood erect and it tingled. Yet, somehow, she found the desire to pleasure herself overwhelming. It was difficult to understand.
She didn't feel or look pretty. Her hair was lank and her mascara had run down her cheeks. The lubricant Dr. Malstrom used continued oozing from both places. But she did feel mature. She had gone through what countless women had undergone so that she could be placed on birth control. She had taken another step, and it was worth it. This improved her spirits somewhat.
"The swelling and separation of your labia will subside," he said. "In a couple hours your vagina will look and feel normal." His fingers danced over her lower lips, plumping them between his fingers while appraising. One part of her wanted to pull away while another relished his hands upon her most intimate place. So she stood still, hitching when he unapologetically pushed two fingers inside her pussy and began to slowly thrust. With his free hand, he moved the lens in close and snapped more pictures. "Don't be embarrassed that you masturbated," he said as the mechanical clicks continued.
Lilly's cheeks bloomed. How could he know? Were there cameras in the bathroom? Then Momma answered her question. "We watched you on a few of the screens in here." Humiliated and embarrassed, Lilly crossed her arms over her breasts again. Momma said, "It's okay, honey, you're a good girl and there is nothing to be ashamed of. We enjoyed watching you."
Knowing she had pleased them made her feel a little better. She liked being a good girl and relished the praise when it was acknowledged. "Okay," came out timidly.
The doctor withdrew his fingers, stood, and asked her to turn around. "Bend over the table, please," he said. Lilly obeyed, the cold vinyl of the cushion a relief against her tortured nipples. The doctor said, "Please spread your legs and pull the cheeks of your bottom apart."
"Yes, sir." She grunted when two of his fingers pushed into her butthole. The thrusting came and so did the clicks of his camera. Then he slipped his thumb inside her special place and took more pictures. Finally satisfied, he pulled out and asked her to turn around. He tossed his surgical glove into a trash receptacle and set the camera aside. Laying a warm hand on her shoulder, the doctor said, "You may mastrubate or penetrate yourself, if you like, although most of my patients prefer to wait until the swelling and tenderness subside."
Rubbing the tiny round bandage under her arm, she recalled the doctor's comments after inserting a small rod in her armpit before releasing her from the stirrups. It felt like a big shot and she whimpered.
"I've prescribed a form of birth control that will ease your menstrual flow but doesn't need to be monitored. I know you were concerned about your parents knowing you were on it, which is why I inserted it where I did. You don't have to worry about a prescription pill bottle in your medicine cabinet and I doubt anyone will be looking in your armpit. In a few days, the injection site will disappear. It will take a couple days until it's effective and will provide protection for up to two years, even in the event of multiple partner occurrences." Lilly looked to Momma quizzically.
"Doctor Malstrom," she said, "You should explain that to Lilly."
Chuckling, he apologized and said, "You won't become pregnant even if multiple male partners ejaculate inside your vagina during a single sexual encounter or even multiple encounters. It really provides you peace-of-mind and the ability to experiment and experience different things. Do you understand?"
Lilly nodded. She recalled the video Louise had taken of her weekend with the four boys; saw her older "sister" on the hotel bed, her arms and legs spread and tied to the four posts. The camera recording a close-up of Louise's rivened sex as one after the other, the cute boys mounted their muse, depositing their essense into her special place until it overflowed and the creamy substance leaked on to the bedsheet. The thought of this happening to her seemed remote, but the scenario was interesting to consider.
"Birth control doesn't mean you should practice unprotected sex," he continued. "If you don't know your partners well, you should only have sex with them if they are wearing a condom. Does that make sense?"
"Yes, doctor." There was no way her first lover was going to wear a condom, but it was an easy lie to the doctor.
"Good. Now that you've seen a gynecologist, you should see one annually. It doesn't have to be me, although I would prefer you remain my patient, especially if you become sexually active. Next year around this time I will send a reminder to the email you provided. If you see someone else, be sure to let the doctor know about your implant as it will need to be replaced every two years."
"Yes, sir." She hobbled carefully to a hook on the wall. Momma helped her with her dress.
