Erotic Doctor Novels & Stories

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

“You have been behaving very annoying these past days and I am forced to think something has been triggering some weird hormones inside of you…” The doctor comes and kindly asks me to position my legs at an angle so that he can manually inspect me down there. Oh, hell now. I am not going to spread myself open like a rotisserie chicken for the doctor to examine. In front of Erus and his nerdy assistant?! “No, please, leave me alone.” I tell the doctor in a mean voice. Erus sighs and drops his head into his hands. “Naya, you better stay still. I will hold you down if I have to.”

She twisted trying to get it inside. “Patience, Laura" he instructed. His cock softly pressed to her pussy lips, it danced around the moistness. Inch by inch he pressed inside, slowly at first and then with more intent. She gasped as the tip of his manliness went inside her. A pleasure that she'd never felt before enveloped her. The doctor knew what he was doing. He thrust in and out using only the tip of his penis. He wanted her all wet, finally with a firmer stroke he urged his shaft inside her. Laura wrapped her arms around him crying in pain and pleasure. With a final stroke he thrust his entire cock inside her, before she could scream he started making love to her, pumping in and out wi

three times in two weeks. Rachel, twenty-eight, who'd brought her husband for "erectile dysfunction therapy" and now came alone twice a week. Elena, twenty-five, whose boyfriend couldn't make her squirt....but Dr. Stone could, and now she was addicted to the sensation. They all knew why they were there. All knew what happened behind that closed office door. All knew they couldn't stop coming back. One by one, they were called in. One by one, they were thoroughly fucked.

His length and my ass hole making sloppy sounds. Fuck!! This doctor is the best when it comes to this. He fucked me for long that I lost track of time. He hasn't cummed yet? How in the world do I expect him to when he has that length? Aghhhh.. Fuck! He's as good as I expected. “who fucks your ass better?he growled. “You doctor, you please" tears were already rolling from my eyes in pleasure. Suddenly someone knocked on the door

The doctor on duty looked at Erick sarcastically and then continued to order, yelling, “Quickly put on your underwear! Otherwise, I will call security!” This time, the midnight situation was really frantic, and all of them couldn't stand the current situation. The doctor was disgusted when he saw Erick Woolf's attitude. The panicked Erick Woolf soon got the better of him. He really needed help from a doctor. Then Erick explained what he was experiencing with a sad face, “You misunderstood, doctor. I don't mean to be lewd. But something serious happened to my body and to my sensitive part. If you don't believe you can check what happened. My vital organs are turning blue-black like rot!

In an hour. Tyler had booked it for me last week, nagging until I agreed. “5 PM sharp,” he’d said. “Don’t flake, Harden. This could be good for you.” I’d shoved the reminder to the back of my mind, but now it loomed. A sex doctor? What would that even entail? Therapy sessions? Medications to dull the fire? Or something more… hands-on? The thought sent a fresh twitch to my softening cock. Dr. Voss was famous, apparently—books, TED talks, a clinic catering to high-profile clients with “unique” needs. Rumors swirled online about his methods: immersive, boundary-pushing, with a focus on submission and control. His patients called him a miracle worker, turning addictions into strengths. I sat up,

"You—" "Listen carefully, my titles are quite lengthy," Eric cut Ruby off. "I'm the youngest international expert in neurology, orthopedics, endocrinology, and so on. I've received..." Eric counted on his fingers, afraid to miss anything. As he seriously introduced himself, Ruby snapped, "You're insane!" "I'm a doctor—I can treat your condition. My fees are high though. Not sure you can afford them." Eric's tone was smug. What a strange guy!

It wouldn’t be the first or second session, but he would be buried deep in her soon enough despite his objections. This was going to be one hell of an experiment. It would be on so many levels. The doctor knew that sexual release could actually fix a lot of medical conditions. He was sure that he could help her with all of hers as well. He went back to the papers in front of him as the rest of his staff went home for the day. He had a lot of things left to do for the night.