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Dr.

Peters
by JW
copyright 2007

Sat, 2 Jun 2007 05:44:08 -0400

Angela Meyers opened the door to the medical suite. Perspiration made her
yellow cotton sun dress cling just under her `D' cup breasts. Not that it
was that hot out. The perspiration was mainly due to nerves. She had not
been to see a doctor in nearly two years. When old Dr. Griffin had retired
his patients and files had been taken over by a young physician just out of
med school. Angela had never met Dr. Cynthia Peters but she had received
the letters informing her of the change. Now with the most embarrassing
problem of her life, she and Dr. Peters were about to get acquainted.

Her husband Tom had been pretty good about it but it made her feel old. For
almost a year now she couldn't get it wet. Intercourse required gobs of KY
and even then was not comfortable. Orgasms seemed a distant memory. It was
time to see what could be done about it. Angela went to the reception desk
and identified herself, then took a seat. It was only a couple of minutes
before a very cute young nurse called her name.

"Hi, I'm Jennifer; will you follow me, please?"

Following the petit woman in the too tight hospital scrubs, Angela couldn't
help but admire the firm little ass that preceded her down the hallway.
Although she had never had sex with another woman the thought appealed to
her. She had fantasized more than a few times about licking and sucking
soft hairless flesh. How true was that saying that `only a woman really
knows how to touch a woman'? It sent a shiver through her thinking about
being intimately touched by Dr. Cynthia Peters. The nurse directed her into
the examination room and put her chart in the file folder pocket beside the
door.

"Doctor Peters will be with you very shortly" the cute blonde said, as she
closed the door.

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The nervous patient took in the antiseptic smell and aesthetically cold
metal surroundings of the small room. She sat in the vinyl office chair
beside a desk. Fidgeting nervously Angela was startled two minutes later
when the door opened and a petit woman in her forties entered.

"Hello, I'm doctor Peters, and you're Ms. Mayer, right?" the woman said
consulting the file folder she was holding.

Angela managed only a nod, taken a back by the beauty of the woman in the
crisp white coat. The woman's bust held the coat away from her body. Angela
couldn't help making an instant comparison with her own, she judged it a
draw. The face was soft, kind and very pretty. There was a resemblance to
Angelina Jolie. It was probably the full lips and large dark eyes.

"We haven't seen you since doctor Griffin retired. We thought you had moved
or found another physician."

"I just haven't had any, well you know, uh, problems' Angela said
haltingly.

"That's good! May I infer that you have a problem now?" the doctor replied
looking squarely into her attractive patient's eyes.

Angela swallowed, but there wasn't any saliva. How was she going to say
this? She had the urge to apologize for wasting the doctor's time and then
just running out. She drew a deep breath and thought, `you made it this
far, don't chicken out now!'

"I, well, uh, I've been having, uh, vaginal dryness" there it was out!

"I see" said Dr. Peters looking down at the chart in front of her. "You're
thirty one years old, and married, correct?"

"That's right" Angela agreed.

"How long have you been experiencing this problem?"

"I guess almost a year, now."

"Does it cause you persistent discomfort?"

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"No, uh, it's really only a, uh; oh, a problem when my husband and I make
lo..; uh, have, uh, intercourse." Angela replied looking down at her hands.

"Are you experiencing any itching or irritation?"

"Uh, no, it's really, uh, only a problem when I, uh, I mean my husband and
I have, uh sex."

"Your husband is your only sexual partner."

"Of course!"

"You're certainly much too young to have this happening. Are you taking any
medications that wouldn't show up on your chart?"

"No."

"How about any changes in diet over the past year?"

Angela considered this for a moment before answering "No, not really."

"How long have you been married?"

"We just celebrated our sixth anniversary."

"OK," the doctor said pushing away from the desk "I think it's time to have
a look at the problem. If you'll slip out of your things, and put on the
gown; let's see if we can get to the bottom of this." As she said this the
doctor was standing and moving toward the door.

The nervous patient's heart skipped a beat and she asked "Do I need to take
everything off?"

"Yes, since I haven't seen you before I'll need to do a thorough physical
exam. I'll be back in a couple of minutes." With that doctor Peters left
the room.

Angela reached behind herself awkwardly to pull the zipper of her sun dress
down. She saw in the full length mirror on the wall how her oversized boobs

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strained the material. She'd always been proud of her bust line. Coupled
with her slender waist and hips her tits looked enormous. Pulling the
zipper down; she shrugged the spaghetti straps from her shoulders, pulled
it down her arms and stepped out of the summer dress. Straightening in her
strapless bra and bikini panties she checked the mirror again. She could
certainly understand the explosive effect this sight had had on men since
she was fifteen. Hell, if she saw a body like this she'd want to get her
hands on it. Standing for a moment with hands on hips she admired her
reflection.

Doctor Cynthia Peters left the room trying to suppress her anticipation for
the up coming examination. Standing in her office she felt small hands slip
under her arms and slide up to cup the sensitive tips of her breasts.
Cynthia felt the heat even through three layers of clothing. She felt
Jennifer Walker's smaller breasts push against her back and felt her hot
breath on her ear.

"God, I think her boobs are as big as yours" the young nurse whispered.
"Can I watch when you examine her?"

The doctor felt her knees getting weak. Even before her nurse's groping she
felt the familiar swelling and dampening of her pubes. Now her nipples had
joined the assault on her professional decorum. Jennifer's hands slipped
inside the lab coat eliminating one of the three layers of cloth. Through
the blouse and bra she gripped the stiffening tips of the doctor's breasts
and squeezed. Cynthia emitted a guttural sound, as she felt her panties
flooding. Twisting away from the maddening caress, she turned and grasped
the nurse's forearms.

"Stop it Jen! I've got to be able to work, and it's hard enough already."

"But can I watch, Cindy, please!" the nurse said reaching for her bosses
protruding nipples, ignoring her command.

"If you don't stop that; no!" Dr. Peters announced grabbing the nurses
forearms again.

Jennifer relaxed and fashioned her most pleading face. Cynthia couldn't
help but think of all the pleasure the two had shared. How many times they
had stolen away to an empty examination room, after an exam had turned her

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on. The sweet, satisfying licking and sucking that had made it possible for
the doctor to finish her day. She owed her nympho nurse something a little
extra from time to time.

"OK, but no ad-libbing. Follow my lead, and don't get carried away like you
just did."

"Alright." the young woman in the too tight blue hospital scrubs agreed,
folding her hands in front of her and casting her eyes down at the floor.
When the nurse looked up her boss was trying to give her a stern look but
not fully succeeding. They both laughed.

"Let's see if we can have some fun with Ms. Angela Meyers.

Jennifer followed the doctor to the exam room door. Cynthia rapped twice
and said;

"Are you ready Ms. Meyers?"

"Yes." was the croaky nervous sounding reply. Doctor Peters opened the door
and entered with Jennifer on her heels.

Their patient sat demurely on the office chair, her hands pressed together
and clenched between her knees.

"I believe you've met Nurse Walker, she's going to be assisting me with
your examination."

Angela got a better look at the girl whose butt she had admired on the way
down the hall. She was very cute, with short red tussled hair and very
delicate features. She looked about fifteen. The girls breasts were
outlined against the `V' necked top with clearly erect nipples. While they
were no match for her own melons, Angela judged them to be more than
grapefruit sized.

"If you'll just sit up on the table for me, we'll begin." Doctor Peters
instructed.

Using the small step up the uncomfortable patient perched her derriere on
the paper covered steel platform. The paper crunched under her butt as she

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wiggled a little further back. The doctor inserted the ear pieces of her
stethoscope in her ears.

"I'm going to listen to your heart and lungs first. Jennifer would you help
Ms. Meyers lower her gown."

The nurse moved to Angela's side and undid the gown's tie behind her
neck. Moving to he front she grasped the shoulders and began to pull the
rumpled pale pink cover off.

"Just relax." the girl whispered as she lowered the cotton covering to
reveal Angela's chest.

Jennifer felt a delicious tingle in her pussy as she got her first
unobstructed view of her patient's magnificent Maries. The nipples looked
as large as shot glasses and were a puffy pink colour. Jennifer laid the
gown on Angela's lap as doctor Peters stepped forward and placed the metal
disc of her scope on the patient's chest just above her left breast;
stepping across the top of the chest finally placing the instrument
directly between the woman's breasts. Turning her wrist she put the scope
on Angela's rib cage below her left breast. Feigning difficulty she turned
to her nurse and said:

"Jennifer, I need you to lift Ms. Meyers' breast so I can place the scope a
little higher."

With a look of sly delight the nurse placed her small hand on under the
pliant flesh and gently lifted it up and away from the rib cage. A sweet
tingle coursed through her pussy as her warm hand contacted the cool
softness. Angela had a quick intake of breath at the intimate contact then
she concentrated on trying to relax.

"That's better." Doctor Peters acknowledged, moving the slim metal disc
higher.

Jennifer's fingers supported the weight of the breast. She casually relaxed
her hand muscles, letting her thumb rest on the puffy protrusion at the tip
of the breast. Glancing up at her patient's face to gauge her reaction, she
saw only a slight tightening of her facial muscles. Allowing her thumb to
wander across the flaccid pink skin, she shifted her eyes from the

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engorging nipple to the woman's face and back. The metamorphosis was swift
and quite remarkable. The softness contracted and darkened distending
outward almost half the length of Jennifer's thumb. The nurse thumbed the
newly risen rubbery peg. Angela's face now bore something like a grimace,
and Jennifer thought she heard a stifled groan.

"OK;" Cynthia announced "other side."

Jennifer took half a step backward positioning herself to lift the right
breast. By doing this she was able to press her mons against the corner of
the table; sending a thrill through her pussy. Jennifer's right thumb
collapsed in again on the woman's supple nipple and she watched again as
the fascinating transformation began. The erotic caress was directly in
Dr. Peters line of sight as she looked down at her stethoscope. The right
nipple was stiffening and distending exactly as the left had done a minute
ago. Cindy could feel her pussy throb with desire; she so wanted to suck on
the beautiful teat.

Angela felt sweat forming along her hair line. The first time the nurse's
thumb had been in contact with her nipple, she'd felt the tightening of her
pussy muscles as a hot wave had washed over her. She thought it was
accidental and blamed herself for having such sensitive boobs. This time
she wasn't so sure. She could see how intently Jennifer was studying the
turgid peak of her right breast. Was she actually playing with it? She knew
this much; she couldn't remember when she'd been this turned on. If it
continued she was going to have to say something.

Cynthia realized that her focus was shot. She was trying to summon her
professional detachment and listen to her patient's heart, but the
magnificent bosom so beautifully displayed kept her loins churning. She was
at least reasonably confident that the woman didn't have any serious
cardiac problem. Other than enjoying the show her nurse's thumb was putting
on fencing with the stiff nipple of Ms. Meyers right breast there really
was no good reason to continue the sham of listening to her heart.

Standing back she removed the ear pieces of the scope. With practice ease
she pulled it off and draped it in its customary position around her neck.

"Everything sounds fine. Now if you'll just swing you legs around this way"
she said, indicating the foot of the table "and lay back I'm going to do a

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breast exam."

Angela's heart sank. She didn't know how much more stimulation of her
hyper-sensitive boobs she could stand. Twisting around, she felt the paper
cover of the exam table crunch under her naked butt. Clutching the meager
covering of the examination gown that lay across her hips she swung her
feet up on to the table. She was mortified when she felt the wet spot, left
by her flooded pussy now sliding under her left thigh. The paper was
soaked! Reclining now she looked up at the lovely face of the woman who was
about to touch her naked breasts. Doctor Peters smile looked a little
strained as she positioned herself even with Angela's hip. Reaching
forward, but still able to stand nearly straight because of the height of
the table, she put her right hand under the outside of Angela's left
breast, which had naturally pan caked to the side of her chest under it's
own substantial weight. The doctor pressed very firmly on the supple flesh
squeezing it between her slender fingers and her patient's rib cage.

Focus! Cynthia commanded herself. Stop looking at the nipple and


concentrate palpitating the mammary properly. How bad are you going to feel
if you just play with this woman's tits, and six months from now she winds
up having a mastectomy because of your sloppy self-indulgence. Taking a
deep breath the doctor slowly and thoroughly made her way around the whole
gland. She repeated the process with her patient's right breast. Satisfied
that there were no lumps or abnormalities she relaxed and gave herself
permission to have some fun. She gripped both of the prone woman's plump
pink mushroom cap nipples between her thumb and forefinger and squeezed
firmly. Angela emitted a sound that sounded like "Ahhhuhh" it was a groan
that came from her very core. Squeezing and twisting the woman's sensitive
nipples the doctor said softly;

"I need to check your nipples to be sure there is no discharge."

Angela was ashamed, when her head cleared, to acknowledge that she had just
had her first orgasm in over a year, and it was the result of another woman
manipulating her breasts. She managed to glance down to see that her
nipples had converted to their rubber peg like form, and that her doctor
was still pulling and squeezing them mercilessly. It seemed as though her
orgasm didn't actually reach a peak and then subside as she was used
to. There had certainly been an overwhelming release that had put her in
such a fog that she wasn't sure she hadn't been unconscious for an

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instant. Now, when she should have been bathing in the radiant after glow,
what she felt was the pressure building again; only more slowly and
luxuriously. Angela felt her juices rolling between the cheeks of her
ass. When the doctor finally released her turgid nipples she almost didn't
notice. The buds were so stimulated they continued to tingle in their
wonderful erectness.

Cindy stood back and admired her work. She was aware that her patient had
achieved a climax. When it happened she had felt a very tiny one of her
own. Her petit cum had only made her hornier. It was time for the main
course. Turning to her nurse she said;

"Please help our patient adjust her gown, and prepare for a pelvic
examination."

Jennifer, who had been bouncing her bush on the corner of the table all
this time, composed herself and stepped into the place the doctor had just
vacated beside the table. She picked up the top of the gown and dragged it
up over Angela's abdomin and chest.

"You don't need to put you arms in" she said "I'll just drape this over
your shoulders and tie the top."

She disappointedly fitted the cotton cover over the still rosy colored
boobs with their stiff tips and wrapped it around the patient's shoulders.

"Just lift a little for me" she asked, and quickly tied a neat little bow
behind the patient's neck. Stealing one last look at the rigid nipples
tenting the cotton gown she moved to the foot of the table. Angela looked
over to where the doctor was removing instruments from the drawer in the
counter top on the far wall. She caught her breath as she saw the duck
billed instrument that every woman dreads. Dr. Peters opened and closed it
turning the locking wheel to make sure the tool was working properly.
Angela heard the metallic clunk as the nurse extended the stirrups out from
their discrete storage slots under the table. Angela felt the nurse gently
but firmly grip her right ankle.

"Slide down the table for me please"

Angela gripped the sides of the table and used her arms to help pull

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herself into the required position. Another metallic bang as Jennifer
dropped the table extension down with her right hand and positioned
Angela's right foot in the stirrup with her left. Then she repeated with
her patient's other foot. At this point Angela was still lying pretty much
flat, her knees only slightly bent.

"OK, now I need you to wiggle all the way down to the end. Just keep moving
down until you feel like your butt is over the edge. Don't worry you won't
fall off."

Gripping the sides of the table again Angela moved her hips down until she
could feel the edge under her tail bone. This left the lower part of the
examination gown bunched uselessly across her hips while her firm round
derriere and soaking pussy were presented magnificently to whom ever was at
the end of the table. Jennifer tried, unsuccessfully, not to stare at the
woman's streaming genitals. Since all the hair was removed except for a
tiny patch on the top of the pubic bone there was nothing to spoil the view
of the engorged dripping labia. Jennifer salivated over the crinkly thick
folds covering the entrance to the vagina. The prominent protrusion at the
top of the full lips was evidence of a large erect clitoris. Vaginal
dryness, not! Jennifer thought as she could easily see the glistening
wetness under the fluorescent lights.

"The patient is ready doctor." The nurse announced.

Cindy sat on the low stool and wheeled it into position between her
patient's spread legs. With a smirk that Angela couldn't see from her
reclined position the doctor chirped "I think we've cured you dryness
problem already". Cynthia inhaled deeply taking in the woman's sweet musty
fragrance. The absence of any odor all but confirmed that the beautiful
plump pussy was free of infection. Reaching forward the doctor placed her
ungloved hands on her patient's groin. Using her thumbs she pulled the
outer lips apart. The inner more delicate lips came with them outward
exposing the entrance to the woman's vagina. At the top of the furrow
Cynthia was prying open was a thumb sized protrusion with a hood of skin
over it. The clitoris had expanded while it's protective cover was left
behind. Dr. Peters tried to remember if she'd ever seen a larger love
button. She couldn't recall one. It was all she could do not to lean
forward an suck on the woman's protruding pleasure center. She so longed to
slurp up the slightly milky juice that was flowing from inside her

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patient's hot tunnel.

"I think your arousal was brought on by the breast examination" Cynthia
speculated. "Does your husband stimulate your breasts and nipples during
foreplay?"

"Well, er, sort of" Angela replied; thinking the only thing that would make
the experience of having a strange woman peering at her exposed pussy worse
was to be discussing the details of hers and her husband's love making.

"I recommend that you show him how you like your breasts caressed; you
know, what feels good and what turns you on".

Her husband had always been a quick to get down to business; the business
being burying his cock inside her. In the white hot passion of their early
relationship, Angela had been ready for penetration with just s few kisses.
Their sexual encounters hadn't changed much in their seven plus year
relationship. Back in the day Angela had been so hot for him that just
being with him was enough to get her juices flowing, but not anymore. Could
it really be that simple? Angela's analysis was cut short but the doctor's
statement;

"It's going to be impossible to examine you in this extremely aroused


state."

Good! Angela thought; then I can go home. My problem's basically solved


anyway. She was quite wrong.

"I need to do something to calm you down." The doctor continued. "The only
solution I can see is for you to have an orgasm, which will allow your
hormones to stabilize. Would you be OK with that?"

Angela was very unsure if she understood what the doctor was proposing, so
she asked.

"I mean, would it be alright if I stimulate you until you reach a climax."

Angela's head was spinning at the suggestion. She had experienced a little
release earlier but the pressure in her lower belly told her that she was
far from satiated. Her thoughts were far to jumbled to speak. Apparently

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her doctor took her silence for agreement. Cindy turned and nodded to her
nurse. Jennifer had been standing behind her boss staring at the patient's
enormous clit while discreetly massaging her pulsing mound. Now, with the
signal given, she sprang into action; moving to the head of the table she
whispered

"Just relax" as she untied the gown string behind the patient's neck and
lowered the thin cover exposing the woman's chest again. Cynthia now
allowed herself to feel the pounding between her own legs. With the
patient's boobs now in view, the nurse reached down and in one smooth
motion pulled her top over her head and tossed it in the corner. She
grasped her tingling breasts squeezing and pulling outward until she was
pulling on just her nipples. Angela looked up to see the cute young girl
naked from the waist up. Her pert firm boobs with their tight red tips just
above her. A tremor went through her pussy as she had an unexpected intense
desire to suck those firm little mounds. Jennifer wasted no time in
loosening the draw string of her scrub pants and pulling them over her
prominent butt. It was easy to just release them and let them drop around
her ankles. Since she worn no underwear, top or bottom, she was now as
naked as her patient. Now the nurse stood on the step up placed there to
get up onto the high exam table. It brought her quivering pussy above the
level of the exam table top to where Angela could see the neatly shaved
pubes. The nurse's eyes met her patient's, with a pleading look Jennifer
said;

"Please!"

Angela had never touched another woman that way. She hesitantly brought her
right hand up between the young woman's legs and stroked the soft wet
flesh.

"That's it" Jenny encouraged "put your finger inside me."

As instructed Angela let her middle finger slip between the girl's delicate
lips. With a groan the nurse positioned her feet as wide as she could on
the small step. The prone woman felt the heat of the slippery folds as she
pushed in deeper.

Doctor Cynthia Peters seeing her patient occupied for the moment seized the
opportunity to strip, carelessly tossing her white coat, then her slacks

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and panties which she removed together into the corner of the room. She
stood at the foot of the table taking in the scene as she worked the
buttons of her blouse. Jennifer, her faithful nurse and often times sex
partner, was massaging the patient's breasts and squeezing the prominent
nipples. Her patient had two fingers up her assistant's snatch and was
pumping them in and out. The blouse and bra quickly joined the other
clothes heaped on the floor. The vinyl seat of the exam stool was cool
against her steaming womanhood as she sat back down. Returning her
attention to the saturated vulva before her, the doctor leaned forward
spreading the dripping quim with her fingers she plunged her tongue deep
into her patient's pussy. Angela's hips jerked up pushing the tantalizing
tongue deeper into her convulsing sex and causing her fully aroused
pleasure center to mash against her doctor's nose. Cindy cocked her neck
back slightly and captured the large clit between her lips. She began
sucking and simultaneously rolling the firm protrusion with her tongue.
Angela's hips began to buck spasmodically as the massive orgasm enveloped
her. Dr. Peters hooked her arms around the woman's thighs to maintain her
lock on the pubic bone. At the same time Jennifer reached down and clutched
the patient's hand tight against her own convulsing cunt. The action drove
Angela's probing fingers in deeper and brought the knuckles of her folded
fingers against the nurse's clit. Both women were climaxing and screaming
in harmony. Everyone held their positions as the tidal waves subsided to
ripples. Angela, and Jennifer's wails turned into a symphony of mewing and
moaning punctuated by an occasional Oh God! Cynthia slurped up the
ejaculate, most of which had hit her chin and was now dripping onto her
magnificent heaving tits. Finally sitting back on her slippery stool she
said;

"OK, my turn!"

(Dr. Peters adventures continue in another story....)

I hope you will let me know if you like my compositions [and if you don't].
Feedback is very important and I always respond to it but I do not initiate.
Email: jw1137@hotmail.com

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