The best gynecologist

"Three months of chatting online, plus three dates, equals 'no sex'... How is that possible, Leah? You said you liked him right away when you saw him in person!" Amanda still can't understand how I haven't slept with the handsome guy I met online, chatting on the 'All About Sex' forum. An original 'place' to meet, don't you think?

But, what can you do, Leo turned out to be an expert in this matter, it remained to see it in practice. And I, oh, how I want to test it, because this guy stirred up my perverted fantasy, even through the internet, when we were chatting.

After three months of virtual communication, we decided to meet

in person, although he had suggested meeting earlier, but I was a bit worried and kept postponing it. And then I realized I was doing it in vain. To say he's great is an understatement. This guy stands out from the crowd. Tall, athletic, handsome blond with gray eyes has firmly settled in my head and doesn't seem to be leaving. And his face, reminiscent of a March cat, I constantly see before my eyes.

We only met three times, and each time our date was interrupted at the most interesting moment. The first time, when we were intently looking at each other, the second, when we were leaning in for a kiss, and the third - right in the middle of exchanging bacteria... we were interrupted. And what do you think it was? A phone call. And each time, it was him who got the call. After which he would apologize and run off for work, as he said. And what kind of work does he have? Surprisingly, we never touched on the topic of his profession.

So, who he is - I don't know. But I know one thing: he's fucking amazing when it comes to sex.

And now, sitting in the waiting room by the gynecologist's office door, my friend is buzzing disapprovingly in my ear.

"Amy, darling, I just explained to you that we were interrupted every time..."

"Yeah, I bet it was his P*ssy Ivanovna calling!" my friend interrupts me, and I, staring at her with surprised eyes, ask:

"Where do you learn such expressions?"

"I have a Russian grandmother, she taught me a lot," Amy proudly told me, tilting her little nose up.

"Wow, what a grandmother you have! A real connoisseur of sparkling phrases."

"Well, who do you think was calling him???!!!" Amy still won't let up.

"I don't know, when I get a chance to find out - I'll ask."

"Yeah, and until then, that chicken won't let you two f*ck in peace!"

"Amy, enough! What are you suggesting? Go meet him now and find out everything?"

"No, first you'll visit the gynecologist, since I made you an appointment. By the way, they say he's a great doctor!"

"Stop, stop, stop... HE???!!! A man is going to examine me???!!!"

"Well, yes. You asked me to book you with a good gynecologist, so I did. My acquaintance says she only goes to him. He's young, handsome, and very charming. She even tried to seduce him, but he didn't give in. And she also says that any girl dreams of having another appointment with him after he's been inside her with his fingers," Amy giggled, and I was already blushing all over.

"And how do you imagine that?! I'll spread my legs in front of a man?!"

"As if you've never spread them before!"

"Amy, stop clowning around!" I'm starting to boil.

"Oh, come on, he's not just a man, he's a doctor. Actually, I don't understand, why panic? Just imagine, a handsome man will be examining you, not a woman, and your breasts will be touched by male hands, not female ones."

"He's going to touch my breasts?!"

"Of course, that's all part of the examination!"

"Why did I even decide to have it?"

"You wanted to consult a doctor about contraception, what's better: pills or condoms?"

"Yes, I remember! But I don't want anything anymore! I'm against him examining me!"

"Don't be childish, he's a good gynecologist. Where are you going?" Amy asked me, seeing that I intended to leave.

"I decided that I'll be faithful to condoms, and I don't need any contraceptives, which means I don't need an examination."

At that moment, the door opened, and a happy young girl came out. Damn, now it's my turn to go in... I froze in horror and swallowed hard, and Amanda treacherously pushed me towards the door, on which the doctor's name was written: Leo Kerr.

"Same name as my Leo," I thought. My?!

I knock on the door, quietly open it a little and enter the office, where the doctor is sitting at the desk writing something on a card. And I freeze in place. It's Leo! The one who knows everything about sex! He's a gynecologist?!

Now it's definitely time to run. He puts the card aside and turns his head towards me.

"Leah?" he's surprised, as am I.

"Leo?"

"What brings you here?" he smiles, looking me up and down.

"Gynecological matters," I say with a slight sting.

"And I thought you missed me."

"Yeah, and that's why I decided to arrange a date on a gynecological chair. Actually, if I had known you were a gynecologist, then..."

"...then what?" he interrupts me, gets up from the desk and heads towards me, stopping very close.

I can smell his perfume, which intoxicates and excites... He looks at me with such a warm gaze, filled with undisguised joy.

"Well, why did you fall silent?"

"Then I wouldn't have come."

"Are you afraid of male doctors or are you shy?"

So what do I answer? I've never visited a gynecologist with a dick and balls in his pants before. And my female doctor had to go on vacation right now.

"Neither one nor the other!" I answer, proudly tilting my nose up.

"Well, okay, then get undressed."

"What?"

"Take off your blouse and bra."

"Why?"

"I want to check out the size of your breasts," and he smiles, the bastard! "Leah, I need to do a full examination. Usually, a gynecologist examines the breasts as well as the genitals."

"My previous doctor didn't do that."

"Because she's a woman, and women don't always do a full examination," well, of course, you men wouldn't miss that!

"Well, why are you standing there like you're rooted to the spot? Or do you need help?" he smiles conspiratorially, raising his left eyebrow.

"I can manage on my own."

We go into a separate room, which contained all the gynecological equipment. I approach the couch and slowly start unbuttoning the buttons on my blouse.

"Be bolder. Want me to put on some music?" this insolent guy is even mocking me! He himself leaned his shoulder against the doorframe and folded his arms on his chest, watching my actions.

After taking off my blouse, I still couldn't bring myself to move on to the bra. I'm not a shy person by nature, but for some reason, right now I feel the blush rushing to my face, and my cheeks start to burn.

Leo, apparently, understood my confusion and decided that I couldn't do without him.

A moment, and he's already standing behind me, turns me to face him, while looking intently into my eyes; his hands touch my hot skin and smoothly slide up, to the only barrier that's in the way at the moment. A second and the clasp clicked, after which the bra flew down. Leo lowers his hands to my hips, then runs his palms up, slightly squeezing my buttocks, and lifts me up, so that my shoes fall to the floor with a light thud, and he puts me on the couch and my chest ends up opposite his face.

Wait, stop! He's not acting like your potential boyfriend right now, but a doctor who is, by the way, feeling up your breasts! My common sense always interferes in such pleasant moments.

And Leo continues with languid, slow movements to squeeze my breasts, gradually moving from the nipple to the base, then up and down... I shudder with pleasure and surprise when he ran his tongue over the areola of my right nipple, then blew on it. From these touches, my skin gets goosebumps. The nipple instantly hardened, and I bite my lower lip with pleasure.

"You have beautiful breasts!" his admiring whisper sobers me up a little, making me look into Leo's eyes.

Of course! A full C cup!

"Undress further... and onto the chair," he started ordering me around!

With a smooth gait, he approaches the medical table, where everything a doctor needs is located. He pulls out a drawer of the table and takes out sterile latex gloves.

I, somewhat uncertainly, try to pull off my tight skirt. And now I'm standing in just a thong and stockings with garters. I hesitate to take off my underwear. And why am I chickening out like a little girl? He's a doctor. But first and foremost, he's my potential boyfriend, sort of... or not?

"Beautiful lingerie. You can see you prepared carefully for the examination..." this insolent guy continues to mock me, sliding his gaze over my body.

"And you, don't focus on my lingerie!" I put my hands on my hips.

"I'm waiting for you to take it off completely, sit in the chair, and I can focus my attention on..." he bites his lower lip and smiles somewhat slyly.

I unfasten the garters from the stockings. A moment, and the garter belt flies onto the couch. Leo comes right up to me and picks me up in his arms, sits me comfortably in the chair, and slowly pulls down my panties. A couple of seconds later, they land in the same place as the garter belt. He slides his palms over my calves, spreading my knees and stopping at the border of the lace elastic of the stocking. And still, without breaking eye contact, he places my right foot on the support, then the left...

"Relax. You're so tense..." his low voice caresses my hearing, and I feel that just a little bit more, and I'll start purring.

I try to relax, as he says, but I'm not doing well. And he starts demonstratively putting on the gloves. Slowly, carefully smoothing the latex on each finger. And I imagine him putting on a completely different rubber product... W-well, it seems this is the first time I've gotten so aroused just by watching a man put on gloves.

I get so carried away by my sensations that Leo has to repeat his question again.

"Have you been sexually active for long?" f*ck, what do you think, I'm a virgin?!

"For a long time."

"Do you have a regular sexual partner?" I, of course, understand that a gynecologist can ask such a question, but he's asking with a clear subtext now, and he's squinting so cunningly.

"Possibly."

"Do you use protection?"

"Actually, that's why I came for the appointment: maybe I should switch to contraceptive pills instead of using condoms?"

"No... I prefer condoms..." he doesn't stop his light movements. Long fingers stroke me inside so that I start to arch and again barely hold back a moan. How pleasant! And actually, what is he doing?!

As if reading my thoughts, he takes out his fingers and removes the glove, then plunges two fingers into me again.

"Wh-why?" another movement, and I can no longer hold back a sob from the oncoming pleasure.

"For the sharpness of sensations..."

And I start to shudder in time with his chaotic movements, as he strokes me inside with the pads of his fingers. Oh, it seems I've missed out a lot by only going to female gynecologists before... From these caresses, I lose control, I want more and more... I'm seized by true pleasure when I feel a light stroking of the G-spot. If Leo is so skillful with his hands, then I'm afraid to imagine what his cock is capable of.

My gynecologist would slow down, then speed up the movements of his fingers, thereby teasing and inflaming me even more. He won't take them out until I come, I've already understood that. I barely hold back a loud moan that's trying to break out...

"More..." does his hand never get tired?

"Ah..." it seems that wasn't so quiet.

"Louder..." how much louder?! Probably all the patients have run away, and only Amy is standing by the door, eavesdropping and not even blushing. Oh, I can still think?!

Bringing me to the peak of pleasure, when I come with a loud moan, Leo, slipping his fingers out of my womb, starts demonstratively slowly licking them.

"So sweet... Get dressed, you're all good," he says in a calm tone and leaves the room.

I felt somehow offended, as if it was I who brought him to a complete loss of self-control with my caresses, and he left, having gotten what he wanted, and left me languishing with desire.

"Do you give all your patients such an examination?" I can't help but ask, fastening the last button on my blouse.

"And you, I see, are bothered by a condom, or does the rubber chafe your f*cker's cock?" I blink incomprehensively. Is this jealousy now? Ah, well yes, he apparently decided that I do have a regular sexual partner after all. What a fool! I meant him, as a potential partner. F*ck, something I'm having him as a potential too often. It's time to start having him for real. Yes, it's good that I'm already a grown-up girl, otherwise from such thoughts it's not long before blushing...

"How do you talk to your patient?!" I'm already losing my temper.

"Who is he?" his angry and, at the same time, demanding voice, as if doused me with cold water.

"And you turn out to be very jealous, Doctor Kerr," I definitely like this, otherwise, why would my lips curve into a satisfied smile?

"I'm possessive," a soft step in my direction. Goosebumps run down my back as he begins to approach with the flexible gait of a predator. I'm torn between the desire to take a step back and stay in place so that he would catch me after all.

"You're a gynecologist," I press my back against the wall, realizing I can't go any further.

Leo stops only when he presses me with his whole body against the door, and I feel that he also wasn't indifferent to what just happened on