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The man said cooly. "I just said I can help you. That's if you let me." "You aren't even a doctor by profession. See ma, this is not a club where women hook up with men and vice versa. This is a very serious company and if my bosses sees me having an unnecessary conversation, I'm getting fired." He said as politely as he could. Natasha felt slightly insulted. This man thought she's flirting with him, huh? "By the ways, I'm a doctor myself so trust me when I say my condition has no permanent cure. Will you excuse me, please?" One could tell the man is frustrated yet didn't want to walk away from her in a way that will look rude.

Her pussy clenched at the thought of what doctor Fernandez had in store for her. Fernandez wasn't a real doctor and neither was the lady that brought her in, a nurse. She met him two days ago in the park when he approached her and told her she looked like someone who needed treatment. She thought he was a creep at first—a lunatic, till he pulled out a small tablet from his laptop bag and showed Christine doctor fetish videos he carried out on ‘fake patients’. Celine could've raised an alarm or embarrassed him publicly, but she was intrigued. She wanted to try it out, as he ensured it had a pleasurable and calming effect on the body.

Moments later, only sighs and moans filled the doctor's room as my name was called out with increasing passion until he cum deep into my throat. "Damn! You are a devil, girl," Kenneth groaned, holding my head steady to keep his cock inside. He was a newbie at this, a decent doctor who was enjoying sex after years of serious studies. Surely I was not the only one trading sex for services with him, he has all the tools at his disposal to put pressure on vulnerable patients who need his help. My tongue stroked him until he caught his breath. I licked him clean and straightened his pants again. With a contented glance, he observed me as I rose coquettishly and sauntered out of the room.

“Good morning ladies and gentlemen! I hope y’all have planned loads of sex for this particular Friday night. Allow the sex doctor to assist you in your journey of pleasure. Let’s have our first caller ready, Tristan, shall we?” Roth’s cheery voice boomed across the booth, not carrying a hint of his sleep deprivation. “Right, doctor, our first caller is Antonio.” Tristan informed him before connecting the caller’s audio to the headset on Roth. Roth gave Tristan a thumbs up across the booth, as he spoke, “Hello Antonio, what made you call the sex doctor today? Unable to make your lady’s juices flow?”

Christopher hurriedly replied, “Doctor, my private area feels very itchy. I do not know what is going on, so I want you to take a look at it.” The doctor had already seen many similar cases like this. Hence, he nodded as he said, “Take off your pants.” Christopher felt a little embarrassed, but he took off his pants obediently. The doctor simply took a look at him before he exclaimed, “Your condition seems to be a little serious. Did you make a trip to a brothel?” Christopher could not help but feel a little embarrassed. When had he ever gone to a brothel or anywhere else like that?! He had only ever had sexual intercourse with his wife.

I needed… me back. *** The next day, I found myself standing outside a small, discreet clinic tucked between two apartment buildings downtown. A white sign read: “Dr. Adrian Cole — Specialist in Women’s Health & Confidence.” My hands shook as I pushed the door open. The faint scent of vanilla and antiseptic hit me immediately, tangling with the memory of Ethan’s cologne, the lipstick, the betrayal. My stomach twisted. “Can I help you?” a receptionist asked, smiling warmly. “Yes… I have an appointment with Dr. Cole,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

“As a doctor, aren’t you not supposed to do this?” “I have found the medical practice like this actually started a billion-dollar business with the sale of vibrators. Sex is an important part of human development. However, some don’t believe it can be used for anything useful. Yes, doctors are not supposed to cross a line, but the line is one that is seriously blurred at times. I do believe, though, that with the right patients, there is no problem.” He said. “So you bang some of your patients?” She asked. “No actual sexual contact has occurred.” He replied, “However, I did a thorough exam to which you found a sexual release from.”

I called Katrina, updating my situation, she called someone else, who probably called someone else, who called off the guards. "So, who do you think you will be breeding with?" the doctor hinted. Seriously, I could pick up a girl in a war zone. A lonely female doctor in an ER that only treats women wasn't even a contest. "Actually, no one," I winked. "I'm gay. I can't get it up around women." Recall, I had no pants on and my cockhead had a mind of its own, which didn't bother me. What did bother me was its mind being more dominant than the one on top of my shoulders. The doctor patted my package. My cock was pleading 'we haven't had sex in six hours - we are dying over here'. Lying bastard.

I had heard rumors about a beautiful female doctor in our hospital's urology department named Jade Clemens. It was said her face had an angelic innocence, yet her figure sparked imagination. Many male doctors were eager to meet her; some even went directly to the urology clinic to register as her patients. The doctors from the anesthesiology department where I worked often mentioned her, joking that they would make appointments with her someday to get a "thorough examination". I told them not to go too far and to respect her profession, but they replied, "The lady herself doesn't mind, so why are you so concerned?"

Go do you job and stop forcing my hands “Peter yelled. “How did you know about her? “The doctor was beyond surprised. “Because I have slept with her. Did you think that you are the only one? She screamed my name until morning. Didn’t you notice the hickey marks all over her body? Fuck off…. imbecile. Your taste in women is pathetic “ The doctor almost peed on his trousers. If this news gets out, he will surely lose his license and the hard works that he has achieved in all these years. Certainly, Peter wasn’t someone to be joked with.