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A new job had me moving to a new city. I wanted to get established with a new primary physician by getting a complete check-up. One of my new coworkers recommended Dr. Maverick, saying she takes great care of her patients. I scheduled an appointment for the late afternoon on a Friday.

I arrived at a small clinic at the edge of town to find an empty waiting room. Approaching the front desk, I was greeted by a bubbly blonde with a friendly smile. “Hi! You must be our last appointment of the day. Are you Mr. Jackson?”

“Yes, that’s me.”

“Great! We’re glad you’re here. My name is Sarah, by the way.”

She seemed almost excited to see me. Her wide eyes, pale blue with a hint of green, captured my attention while she rattled off the basic questions about insurance and whatnot. She then handed me a clipboard with a few forms to fill out.

It seemed I could feel her eyes on me as I walked away from the desk. As soon as I sat down across the room, I noticed her eyes were on me. After a very long two seconds of eye contact, she casually turned her head toward her computer screen, as though gently awakening from a daydream.

A short time later, I returned the completed paperwork to find Sarah looking at her phone with a mischievous grin. I felt like I was interrupting a private conversation. Her eyes turned to me with a look of surprise and delight. “All done? Great, the nurse will call for you soon.”

After a brief wait, my name was called.

A nurse, probably in her mid-twenties with tanned skin and straight dark hair reaching her lower back, was standing at a doorway, smiling. She took a good look at me up and down as I approached. “Hi, I’m Ashley. You can come with me.” Her gorgeous brown eyes stayed on me as she held the door for me.

She led me down a short hallway, making small talk about the weather. Her navy blue scrub pants clung tightly to her ass as she walked ahead of me. We arrived at a station where she checked my vitals. When she leaned in to put the blood pressure cuff on my arm, her not-so-tight top revealed that her small, perky breasts were not contained by a bra.

“Your BP and heart rate are excellent.” She happily reported, while taking off the cuff. “Do you do regular cardio?”

“Um, well… only in the bedroom.”

Her eyes suddenly widened as her hand rose to her mouth in surprise. “Oh, well, it must be working for you.” She mustered with a wink and a quick smile. “So now you can follow me to the exam room.” I again admired her ass as she led the way.

“Have a seat and we’ll go through some quick questions.” While she asked the usual questions, I looked around to get acquainted with the room — light blue walls, a curtained window allowing a glow of natural light, the expected furniture and accoutrements. I explained that I was there for a complete check-up. After wrapping up the prep questions, Ashley assured me the doctor would be in soon.

After a few short minutes, there was a knock on the exam room door, followed by the entrance of Dr. Holly Maverick. Standing around 5’6″ Dr. Maverick appeared to be in her mid thirties, with vividly orange hair just past shoulder length, sky blue eyes framed by delicate, metal-rimmed glasses, a friendly smile with endearing smile lines. As for the rest, her labcoat was concealing, but not enough to hide her ample chest.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Jackson. I’m Dr. Maverick. I see you’re here for a well-check. Is that right?”

“Yes, I’d like a thorough check-up to get ahead of any issues brought on by my late thirties. Anything you think is necessary, given my medical history.”

“Excellent, we’ll get right to it as soon as I wash my hands and glove up.”

Dr. Maverick proceeded to wash her hands at the sink while humming an upbeat melody. I could swear she was shaking her ass just little bit too. The lab coat clung to her broad hips as she did so, revealing the plumpness of her backside.

She turned around while fitting her gloves. “Alright then, we’ll start with some of the basics: eyes, ears, nose, throat.” As Dr. Maverick examined my cranial orifices, I noticed her lavender-scented perfume — and that she was wearing a purple, lacy bra, revealed by her loose-fitting top as she leaned in to examine my face.

Following this, the doctor felt my lymph nodes and put pressure on different parts of my body to check for pain or swelling. I enjoyed the sensations of the gentle but firm grip of an experienced physician. She then proceeded to listen to my heart and lungs. “Deep breaths,” she instructed. As she went about the standard examination stuff, the faint but calming smell of her perfume had me enjoying her closeness.

“Do you drink?”

“Not anymore.”

“Smoke?”

“Just weed.”

“Good choice.”

“Really? You don’t hear that often from a doctor.”

“I mean it’s better than the other two. I switched from wine to vape pens myself, but I still enjoy the occasional wine.”

“Oh, nice.”

“It puts me in a… much nicer mood.”

“The fatih escort three H’s, eh?” I chuckled, tentatively.

“Exactly. Happy, hungry…” Our eyes met. With a knowing glance, she cleared her throat and looked back at the paper chart on the table next to her.

“It says here you have a history of melanoma, correct?”

“Uh yes, about 10 years ago, had it removed from my shoulder.”

“Have you been getting regular skin checks with a dermatologist?”

“Not in a few years.”

“Oh? Then why don’t we check you over, just to be safe. If I see any issues, I’ll make a referral to a good specialist.”

“Sure, that’ll be fine.”

“Would you mind stripping down for me? I can give you a gown so you’re not completely exposed.”

“Sure, thanks.”

“Socks too.”

Dr. Maverick appeared to be reviewing my chart, or feigning distraction, while I stood up to remove my shirt, shoes, socks, pants, and boxers. I put on the gown, not bothering to tie it in the back, sat back on the exam table to the sound of the crunchy paper under my ass, and said, “All set.”

Positioning herself behind me, the doctor explained she would start by checking my scalp, then work her way down my body. The light touches of her fingers crawling over my scalp sent tingles down my spine. She then glided her fingers down my neck, then to the scar on my shoulder. She pulled the open gown off my shoulders, giving me tingling sensations, to continue on her inspection.

“I see you have a reminder, pretty big scar, but looks to have healed well.”

“Yeah, I don’t really think about it anymore.”

Continuing on, her fingers traced down my back as she inspected a few aberrant freckles.

“Okay, now your front.”

The doctor rounded the table again to check my frontside. She leaned in close to check my face and neck, moving down my chest and abs, softly touching my skin with her fingertips as she eyed more freckles. “Your skin looks quite healthy. So many people spend too much time in the Sun.”

“That’s probably because, since the melanoma, I pretty much avoid the Sun like a vampire.” Noticing her eyebrows raise at my last word, I wondered if she liked vampire fiction. I could picture her in an empty corner of a library engrossed in blood-sucking lore. I could also picture her in a bathtub, with a glass of red wine and an erotic vampire novel, fingering herself to fantasies of a supernatural lover.

“So far so good.” Her words snapped me out of my little daydream. “Now I’ll start at your toes and work up your legs. Then we’ll check your private area. You’re comfortable with that, yes?”

“Absolutely, check all my skin while we’re at it.”

Dr. Maverick pulled a stool up next to the exam table.

“Great. Now just sit back and extend your right leg.”

I did as instructed. Dr. Maverick placed my foot to rest in her lap. She spread my toes to see the skin in between. She began to lean forward as her eyes slowly traced up the front of my leg, her left hand supporting my foot and her right trailing her eyes from my ankle to my thigh. As she did, I got another peak of her shapely bosom, supported by purple lace. I wondered if she wore panties to match.

She repeated the procedure with my left leg, delicately stimulating nerve endings in my leg, as well as providing another titillating view. As a finger lightly traced up my thigh, I felt a tingle in my balls.

“Now would you lift the gown so I can take a look at your groin area?”

“No problem.” I said non-chalantly, hoping I don’t get hard at this very moment. I put the gown on the table beside me, feeling a mild surge of bloodflow into my shaft. The doctor rolled her stool in closer to inspect my groin. I tried to suppress dirty thoughts as she lifted my slightly swollen dick with one hand and cupped my balls with the other to look over my sack. I don’t know if it was intentional, but she held my shaft with all four fingers wrapped around it while she got a close look at the underside of my scrotum.

“Everything looks good down here.” She stated with a sly half-smile. Satisfied, she released my balls and my now half-engorged cock to rest out in plain sight. I said nothing. She continued on as if she didn’t notice, even though she surely just felt me getting thicker in her hand.

“Now I need to see the backs of your legs. Please stand facing the exam table.”

I did as I was instructed. The doctor continued her diligent search for suspicious spots.

As she made her way up my legs, the only skin left unchecked was between my cheeks. Dr. Maverick gently separated my ass cheeks to find my last bit of unexposed skin.

“Skin looks good. Have you had a prostate exam in the last five years?”

“Nope.”

“Ever?”

“Yes.”

“Good, then you know what it’s like. Would you be comfortable with me checking your prostate?”

“Of course, Doctor.”

“Excellent,” she exclaimed after thoroughly scanning my back door, çapa escort “I’ll just get some lubricant. Don’t move.” Retrieving a bottle from a drawer, the doctor squirted some lube onto her index finger.

“Is that scented? Smells like bananas.”

“Yep. It’s edible too. If you’re going to have to keep lube around, might as well make it fun.”

“Good point.” I acknowledged, while pondering why a doctor would, in fact, keep edible lube in the office.

A moment later, the doctor stood behind me. She pulled my left cheek outward so her lubed finger could find my asshole. She seemed to take her time making sure the outside was properly lubricated, as if teasing my rim, making my cock twitch. Then she plunged her finger into my ass. I felt precum drip from the end of my half-stiff cock.

“Ah, I don’t detect any issues with your prostate.” Dr. Maverick reported while subtly moving her finger around to feel the gland. “Do you massage your prostate often, such as with a massager or anal sex toy? Most men don’t, but the benefits for prostate health are definitely worth it.”

“Um, no I don’t… regularly.”

In a slightly lower, sultrier voice, the doctor said, “Well, since I’m already here, why don’t I assist you with that?”

I hesitated, wondering if we’d already sailed past the line of remaining professional. “Sure, why not?”

The confident, composed doctor let out a barely audible giggle at the sound of my agreement. Her hand slowly began an in-and-out motion, just enough that her finger nudged up against my prostate with each small thrust.

She explained, “regular prostate massage may help prevent prostate cancer and other issues.”

She lowered her voice a tinge and said, “It’s also great for sexual gratification.”

As she spoke, her finger massaged my gland. I closed my eyes to focus on the sensation. My cock hardened. At that moment, Dr. Maverick leaned in close to my ear. She said, “You know what can make it even more pleasurable?”

Before I could say anything, her left hand reached around and grabbed my erect cock. “Having your dick stroked at the same time.” Taken by surprise, I could say nothing as her already-lubed left hand began stroking my length while her right hand worked my prostate.

“Oh, Doctor!” I moaned, turning my head to face her. She put her lips on mine and her tongue in my mouth. I was almost in Heaven.

“That’s it. Just relax and enjoy the sensations.” She continued rhythmically as I leaned over her exam table, being stimulated front and back. After a minute or two of this double stimulation, I was feeling an orgasm start to build.

That’s when she paused.

Dr. Maverick put her lips to my ear and said, “I can make you cum like this if you want… or you can bend me over my exam table.”

After a very quick deliberation, I stated, “I’d like to bend you over this exam table.”

Dr. Maverick smiled giddily. “I knew you would.” She slid her finger out of my ass and released her grip from my swollen dick, then removed her gloves.

I watched Dr. Maverick remove her lab coat, finally revealing the curves of her hips and round ass. She placed her glasses on the counter next to the sink. She slipped off her shoes and pulled down her pants, revealing that she was indeed wearing matching purple lace panties. The panties dropped to the floor atop her pants, revealing a neatly trimmed red bush.

She grabbed my face with both hands to pull me into a kiss. With our lips locked, my hands found the clasp of her bra. I helped her out of her shirt and slid her bra straps over her shoulders. It fell to the ground, revealing a lovely pair of breasts, a handful with big areolas and nipples already standing at attention. She took my dick in her hand and stroked it while we kissed some more.

I gripped Dr. Maverick’s hips and guided her up against the exam room door. I grabbed her hands, interlocked our fingers and held her hands against the door above her head. Our tongues desperately groped each other. My mouth parted from hers to leave a trail of kisses down her neck and chest. I brought my hands down to her breasts, to massage and squeeze as I nibbled and sucked on her swollen, red nipples. Her fingers ran through my hair and pulled my face into her bosom. She moaned loudly as I squeezed a nipple between my lips and pulled outward and released. I wondered if the Ashley and Sarah could overhear, or if they were listening from the other side of the door.

The doctor then pushed me away and backed me up against the exam table. She maintained eye contact as she descended to her knees. Gripping my shaft, the good doctor took me into her mouth without hesitation. She stroked my shaft slowly and purposefully while her tongue and lips caressed the head of my cock. I moaned as my cock became increasingly engorged in her mouth and hand. At the point when I was rock hard, Dr. Maverick pulled her mouth away, giving me some faster strokes over my full length.

Looking güngören escort up at me, she breathily stated, “I think you’re ready to fuck me now.”

Then, Dr. Maverick stood up and took her position facing the exam table. I stood behind her as she leaned over the table. My fingers found her pussy lips, already coated with her wetness. I spread her fluids around her entrance. I brought the tip of my cock to her lips and rubbed it around her clit before plunging just the tip into her vaginal opening. The doctor let out a soft moan. I began thrusting slowly, gradually going deeper into her vagina. Once I drove my entire cock inside her, another moan escaped her.

I grabbed hold of her hips and slowly slid my dick in and almost all the way out. I repeated this several times, eliciting soft moans from both of us. She looked back at me and said, “Oh, I knew that cock would feel amazing as soon as I saw it!”

I kept pumping slowly but forcefully. She put her right knee up on the table for a better angle, which allowed me to slide my hand under her ass and find her clit. My fingertips glided over her wet nub and traced circles around it. The doctor groaned, “Oh yes, please!”

Rubbing her clit and pumping my cock into her, I decide to add another element to the crescendo. After coating my left thumb with saliva, I grabbed her ass cheek and used my thumb to circle her back entrance, not penetrating, just swirling her rim. The Doctor rasped, “Oh, fuck yeah!”

The trifecta was enough to bring her to the edge. She went still and silent. I could feel her tighten on my cock. Her ass cheeks clenched around my thumb. Dr. Maverick was cumming. As I continued pumping inside her, working her asshole and her clit, she screamed, “Oh fuck… fuck… Fuuuuck!” Her orgasm washing over her, she collapsed onto the table.

After a catching her breath for a moment, Dr. Maverick stood up, letting my cock slip out of her. She turned around, grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face to hers. Our tongues danced for an ethereal moment. But then she pulled away, hopping onto the table with her ass just at the edge. She laid down on her back, lifting her knees up toward her chest. Presenting herself to me, she said, “You can use either hole you like. Just remember the lube if you want my ass.” She glanced at the bottle on the exam table next to her.

“I like those options.” I said with a smirk. “But first I want to taste you.” I placed my hands on the backs of her thighs, now facing the ceiling, and lowered my face to her sweet, pink pussy lips. I dragged my tongue from the bottom of her opening to her clit, which I then sucked into my mouth, tugging gently on her sensitive nub and releasing it from my lips. The doctor let out a squeal that turned into a moan.

My tongue swirled her clit as I pressed my face into her crotch. I licked all around the inside of her labia and around her vaginal opening, dipping my tongue as far as I could into her pussy. Moving my lips back to her clit, I slid two fingers inside her, seeking her g-spot.

Dr. Maverick’s moans became louder as she ran her fingers through my hair and started to buck her hips into my face. I knew I couldn’t stop now.

“Fuck, that feels so good. Oh, I want to come all over your face!”

I kept rubbing her g-spot while my tongue ravaged her clit.

“Oh, I’m gonna cum! Fuck, don’t stop!”

The doctor bucked her hips, practically humping my face, until my fingers and mouth brought her to orgasm. I felt her clench and suddenly felt liquid shoot into my mouth. She squirted in my mouth. I instinctively spit it out before I even realized it didn’t taste great.

I raised up to see her face. I was surprised to see the confident doctor with a look of desperate horniness in her eyes. We weren’t finished yet.

“You know what?” She started, “I’m not even giving you a choice. I need you to fuck me in the ass.”

“You got it, Doc.” I replied.

I raised up and brought my dick to her vaginal lips to run my head along her slit. She whimpered as it nudged her sensitive clit, then back down to her opening, where I pushed it in. Keeping my length inside her, I reached for the lube and squirted some into my hand. I pulled out and stroked my shaft to get it properly lubed for anal penetration.

“Ready?”

Dr. Maverick took a deep breath and said, “Yes, just be gentle at first.”

“Of course.”

I positioned my cock head to meet her anus and pushed just slightly inward. Her breathing quickened as my cock head disappeared, then retreated. Again with my hands on the backs of her thighs, I pushed into her a little deeper each time, feeling her loosen up for me, drawing guttural moans from Dr. Maverick. Her eyes widened into a look of pain overcome by pleasure as I drove my entire dick into her ass. We maintain eye contact as I slowly thrust and she squeezes her breasts together and plays with her nipples.

I leaned down to reach for a kiss. Her lips met mine. I paused my thrusting to enjoy a tender kiss while my hard cock filled her ass.

Raising up again, I put her ankles over my shoulders and my hands under her ass cheeks to lift her hips from the table a bit. My cock plunged deeply into Dr. Maverick’s ass with increasing intensity.

That’s when she began furiously rubbing her clit.