Doctor Sex Novels & Stories

Fucking body, she was already melted with his gestures. - Having sex wasn't the type of my physiotherapy, that's not what the doctor recommended - He turns me so I'm facing him. - It goes without saying, it's kind of embarrassing to recommend sex to someone. When a person already has an assumed partner, they know this detail and doctors do not indicate this to someone who is single, it is sad, and most have this knowledge. - I'm not going to have sex with you, you can... stop - His fingers went up the inside of my thighs until they touched my intimacy over the fabric of the shorts.

"I don’t plan on taking you again, firecracker. You won’t survive another round." Serena let out a shaky breath and blushed at his endearment. His deep timbre never failed to make her feminine core clench with need. She realized there was a lot she didn’t know about her husband. Nothing could have prepared her for this side of him. Knox inched closer with mischief dancing in his eyes. "Though the doctor recommended frequent oral sex. My saliva will help you heal faster and ease your discomfort." “D-Doctor? What doctor?” Serena was confused at first, but then vague memories of being examined last night flooded her mind.

Sofia explained, describing her symptoms. The doctor nodded attentively, jotting down notes on paper. "Are you married?" she asked, glancing at Sofia's details on her computer screen. "Yes," Sofia replied, momentarily wondering why it might be difficult to believe. Perhaps the doctor had seen her husband's name and was thinking about how fortunate Sofia was to marry such a handsome man. She stifled a giggle in her mind. "And are you sexually active?" the doctor inquired, her gaze fixed on Sofia. Sofia rolled her eyes and screamed internally. What a peculiar question! Of course, a married couple would be sexually active. But she replied affirmatively nonetheless.

But it meant I was looking for a new partner and it didn't hurt to be careful. Anyways, the expected ten minutes later, the doctor knocked and walked in. "Hello, Emma. Good to see you again. How are you today?" he said politely. Yes, my gynecologist was male. Again, this stuff just didn't bother me. He's a doctor, whatever.

- Would you like to know the sex of the babies? asks the gynecologist as I take my place on the examination table. - Yes," say my companions. - They're boys," I reply, confidently. My men look at me surprised, as does the doctor. - You can always check," I say defiantly to the doctor. She pulls herself together and asks me to pull my pants down over my hips and my shirt up, while she turns on the screens, then puts a dollop of blue gel on my belly before sliding her device over my abdomen.

“Parents who raise someone like that can’t be any better!” Dr. Hamilton, who was helped forward by a few people, cleared his throat and said, “I’ve practiced medicine for over forty years. I would never falsify records. I personally reviewed this document. Milo was indeed in the dispensing room at the time. I saw him with my own eyes.” Suddenly, a male doctor in a white coat rushed forward. He grabbed my mom by the hair and slammed her head against a nearby bulletin board. She screamed as blood immediately began seeping from her forehead.

Doctor Stine smiled, "was it the best dick you've ever had?" Diana smiled. She felt like this question was being posed to her more 'woman to woman' rather than Doctor to client. "It definitely rates up there among the top three, and the other two times WERE NOT with my husband, sadly." "Diana, if you plan to let this continue, like I believe you should…perhaps it's time to find a different location for your son's regular visits. That way Xavier can really…excuse the expression… 'fuck your ass off!'" the Doctor suggested.

His white coat fit him perfectly. “Miss Harper,” he said with a warm smile. “Good to meet you. I see this is your first visit with me.” “Yes, Doctor.” He washed his hands and sat on a stool in front of me. “What brings you in today?” I shifted nervously. “I’ve been having some… irregular cycles. And some discomfort during sex. I thought I should get checked.” He nodded professionally. “I understand. Let’s start with a basic exam. Please lie back and put your feet in the stirrups.”

His eyes dropped to my chest for a second, then back to my face. The tension in the room grew thick. I could feel my body responding to him even through the pain — a warm pull low in my belly. This was crazy. I barely knew the man, and here I was, lying in a hospital bed with a broken leg, getting turned on by my doctor. “Dr. Black—” “Ethan,” he corrected. “When we’re alone like this, call me Ethan.” My heart raced. “Ethan… this is probably normal for you. Saving people. Having them look at you like you’re some kind of hero.”

“First of all, are you sexually active, Nancy?” A hot blush rose to my cheeks and I looked at the floor while I stammered my answer. “No sir. I am divorced and haven’t been with anyone since my ex-husband.” I could feel the doctor’s eyes on me, but I didn’t dare look up or he would see the pink flush in my cheeks. “Good. Well, let’s start the exam and I’ll ask you more questions as we go.” The doctor slipped on a pair of plastic gloves with two quick smacking sounds.“I want you to lie back now Nancy and put your feet in these stirrups. That’s a good girl. Spread your legs wide.”