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Sara's Surprise Doctor Visit

bygreywolf393©

When I received my letter of acceptance to medical school I almost fainted. I was so happy. I knew I would get in, I had great grades, my MCAT's were exceptional, but there is always the chance that I wouldn't get in. In retrospect three years into it, I was so naïve, about more than just the amount of work that medical school would be. Sure I knew I would have to study all of the time and basically give up any chance of a life or meeting anyone. That was until I met Michael.

Michael was a second year resident at the training hospital attached to the school. He was studying to be a gynecologist. I often wondered why anyone decided to into that field, though after seeing how much work it takes to get here and maintain a decent grade point average, I guess they needed to see a pussy somehow, or they would forget what one looks like. Michael and I met in the library, I was taking a class on human reproduction, and Michael was studying his trade. I didn't know it at the time but he would take me places I had never been. He was tall, dark haired, and had an even tanned complexion. He obviously worked out, he wasn't a muscle head or anything, just enough to maintain the incredibly gorgeous body he had. Michael stood 5'10" to my petite 5'2", so he didn't tower over me, but was considerably taller. I happened to walk by the desk he was seated at on my way to the endless rows of book shelves when I caught his scent. He smelled like fresh linen, it was captivating and made me a little dizzy for just a moment. Michael turned to look at me, and I could feel his gaze going up and down my body, focusing on my ass. I don't know how I knew, but I did. I turned and caught him staring just below my waist, I blushed, and Michael didn't. His eyes fluttered to the top of my head, since I was a blonde, he was probably wondering whether the carpet matched the drapes, so they say. For your information, yes, I am a natural blonde with blue eyes, none of that bleach and contacts crap.

As I continued to approach the book stacks, I heard Michael push his chair back and stand up. My heart began to race and my blood pressure skyrocketed. I didn't want to give him the idea that he would just do anything he wanted right here in the library, although that is exactly what I was thinking. As I perused the books he stood right next to me looking in the same section. "You'd do better with this one" he said handing me a large book.

"How did you know what I am looking for?" I asked. "

"Human Reproduction, right?" he inquired

"Correct, how did....."

"Your professor is one of my colleagues. Sara, right?"

"That's right, and you are??" I inquired

"Michael, Doctor Michael Weathers"

"Well, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Doctor Weathers"

"Please, it's Michael. What time are you planning on leaving Sara?"

"Oh, I have a few hours of research ahead of me yet, I am researching the occurrence of cervical fibrous tumors. You know, boring stuff." I said, thinking this would get him to go away, not knowing his specialty.

"Hardly, I am a second year GYN resident, I could help you."

"Really, and what would that cost me?" I asked and flirted at the same time.

"Well, let's just see how much help you need shall we?" he said and winked at me.

Yeah, ok I totally fell for him right there. Over the next two and a half hours he helped me to finish my research and helped me to put together a pretty good start to my research paper as well. Once we finished he invited me back to his place, but we had to make a quick stop in his lab, as he forgot something he needed for the next morning.

As we walked along the brightly lit walkways of the university, through the cool autumn night, we talked and got to know each other. We spoke about everything and I got the feeling that I had known this man all of my life. Finally we came to a small brick building and I realized that we had walked clear around campus. We entered the building through a small door on the side and walked down two flights of scarcely lit stairwells to the basement and out into the hallway. Everything was so clean, and devoid of people.

"Isn't anyone else here?" I inquired.

"What at this time of night, in a lab? No way, everyone has gone home for the evening." he replied.

We came to his lab and he opened the door with his magnetic picture ID and flicked on the lights. In the center of the room was a long table, next to which was a tray of tools and what looked like an empty IV stand. Everything was neatly put away in glass cabinets. The large cylindrical light which hung above the table was off.

"Wow, this is quite a lab I must say."

"Yeah, it serves our purpose. We occasionally see patents down here when the new rooms upstairs are full."

As I continued to look around Michael looked though some files. I picked up a glass IV bottle labeled 'Levaquin' which is a known potent antibiotic. I was about to comment that it seemed strange that there was a bottle of it in the lab when Michael shouted

"DON'T TOUCH THAT" he yelled, and when he did, it made me jump so much that the bottle slipped right through my fingers and fell to the floor with a crash.

"Damn, that was our last bottle" Michael commented as he picked up a dustpan and broom.

"I'm very sorry, but when you yelled you startled me. I picked up the bottle because I thought it was strange that a bottle of it would be left out in a lab.

"Yeah, we don't get it too much, so our boss hates it when we run out. I had just procured some from upstairs before I left and didn't have the chance to check it into inventory. Listen, there is glass every where, if you slip in those heels, you are likely to sever an artery. Here let me put you on the table."

With that Michael scooped me up like I weighed next to nothing and set me down on the table. Michael spent the next 15 minutes making sure that all of the fluid was off of the floor and all of the glass was picked up.

"Well now that the mess is cleaned up we can move on to punishment."

"Excuse me did you just say punishment?" I asked as a lump formed in my throat.

"Sure, you broke my last bottle of an expensive antibiotic, you certainly can't replace it can you?" he asked

"Well, no." I said getting a little more nervous.

"Okay then, punishment it is. Now hop down and please remove your shoes, skirt, and panty hose" he commanded

"You must be joking!" "I have absolutely no intention of going through this, let me out of here."

"No, I am not kidding; now do as I have asked."

At this point I looked mad, but in a way deep down inside I was excited. I always loved having my ass looked at, fondled, kissed and rimmed, but there aren't too many guys who are into that, or who I will let get that far.

So I jumped down, gave Michael my sternest look unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor with a soft swishing noise. I removed my shoes and my pantyhose next. Since he didn't tell me to remove my underwear, I left it on. I had a sheen white thong on. I then got back up on the table and noticed that at one end were two pads for leg and the other had a padded ring like a massage table. The table folded up in the middle as to allow the body to be in an on all fours position without being on all fours.

"OK, go ahead and lie down, face down. It is time for your examination and punishment" Michael said as he was putting on a pair of latex gloves and a white coat. He then started gathering object which I couldn't see and the IV holder.

I laid down as he asked my pulse threatening to burst in my throat. Michael came over and spread my legs which were on the pads. He brought over a tray which was covered so that I could not see what was on it.

"Well now, lets have a look" he said as he pulled my thong down and spread my cheeks so that my asshole was totally exposed. I had never felt so open in my life, ok except maybe at the gynecologist, but I saw a woman, so I never felt this open in front of a man who I wasn't also doing something to. I heard Michael doing something behind me, but I couldn't see what.

"First thing to do is see how fit you are. The first step is to take your temperature. He obviously had been lubing up a thermometer. "This may be a little cold at first." He warned.

The next thing I felt was him getting his fingers as close to my anal opening as he could and spreading them apart. I actually pushed out a little so that the thermometer wouldn't scratch. Michael had used so much lube that it slipped right in. I felt the tip start to enter and I gasped because it was cold. Other than that it wasn't bad. I felt it go a little deeper and it was fine. A few seconds later he announced that my temp was perfect. "Shocking" I thought to myself.

"OK, in order to examine you properly I must clean you out." It was then I heard him running water and dread entered my head.

"He is going to give me an enema!" I thought to myself, trying to calm myself. Readying my body for my first enema experience, I wasn't sure I was going to enjoy this.

"OK." He said, "Here we go, now don't fight it, just go with it" he explained

Once again he spread my ass and began the procedure. I felt something a little thicker poke at my hole. Michael had again lubed it up. Once the initial shock was over I was ok, until he came to the sphincter, but almost as quickly as he reached it he was through it. I felt a small pop and it was in. He hit a button and just like that water flowed into my ass. Michael had made sure it was warm, so it was actually quite comfortable and didn't hurt at all. It felt like a massage from the inside. Once the bag was empty I did have a full feeling and had to go to the bathroom.

"You need to hold it in for a few minutes to make sure you are clean." He instructed.

I held it in for as long as I could until I couldn't anymore. Michael told me to use the facilities in the room, I saw there was a little door, and so I ran in and exploded into the toilet. I was there only a few minutes when I knew I was done. I came out relieved and Michael instructed me to get back onto the table, so I did. He then probed my ass with his fingers, gently rubbing lubrication into my asshole meanwhile rubbing my clit with his thumb. I was writhing an moaning really enjoying the sensation when all of the sudden he stopped. He had taken another something from the tray. He was using the lubrication on it and it sounded metal. I turned my head enough to see that he was holding a speculum. It wasn't particularly large, but it wasn't small either. Michael was working the lubrication all over it. I had never been opened up anally before. I didn't know what to expect and I wasn't sure about this at all. I let out a little nervous moan.

"Now, there is no need to be nervous, we just want to make sure that you are ok inide."

"Please don't hurt me" I whimpered.

"I won't don't worry."

I felt the cold surgical steel touch me and I immediately clamped up. Michael pressed a switch on the floor and I felt my mid section rising pretty soon I was bent over. Michael held my ass open and slowly pushed the speculum into me. Once again he rubbed my clit which calmed me down considerably. As the tip entered me I knew I was tight and thanked God there was plenty of lubrication on the metal or else it would have hurt much more. It felt like two or three fingers being inserted.

"Well this isn't so bad." I thought to my self

Just then he began opening the device and I stifled a scream. It didn't hurt, just surprised me. I could feel him peering deep into my ass. I felt small poking tools prodding my inner sphincter and walls. It was a foreign feeling, almost like those alien anal probing stories you hear about.

"Well you have an internal hemorrhoid, but nothing to worry about. That shouldn't pose any problems with the rest of tonight's activities.

"You mean there is more to come?" I asked seductively.

"But of course, you thought that was it?" he laughed

He began wiping the excess lubrication off of my ass. His hands were warm and soothing. He began pressing and took off the gloves so his skin was touching mine. It was electric. He was massaging my ass and I was totally exposed. I could feel him going over my pussy, extracting juices as he rubbed and bringing them up to my puckered asshole. He lightly kissed my ass and began to lick around the entrance. I was in ecstasy. He moved his tongue lower so that is hit the bottom of my labia and I tried to raise myself up more so that his tongue would enter me, but it was no use. I was in an awkward position so I couldn't really move. He was still rubbing my ass with one hand and moving his index finger around my anus with the other.

All of the sudden he plunged his tongue into my pussy; he moaned I moaned and writhed with excitement. He licked my pussy and clit in a fast and furious motion, and then slowed to a nice pace. I nearly came; he sensed my orgasm and stopped.

"You taste delicious" He said as he grabbed something I recognized, a vibrator.

He placed a small amount of lube on the tip of the vibrator and began taking off his clothes. Once he was naked I could see that he was well endowed. Michael started to tie a belt around his waist. The belt had what looked like a leather patch in front of it with two holes and a metal clip.

"What are you doing? I asked.

"You'll see." He smiled.

Michael ended up putting his stiff cock through the top hole and clipping the vibrator in the bottom one.

"Michael, what are you doing?" I had that scared feeling again.

"Trust me, it's going to be a nice ride, just relax." He said soothingly.

Michael hit the button on the floor and lowered the whole table so that my ass was still vertical, but it was about waist high.

"Now, we're going to take this slowly. First I am going to push the vibrator into your pussy and get you going with it. Then once that has done its job I will fuck your ass while the vibrator is fucking your pussy." He explained.

I had never done double penetration before and I was scared. I didn't know what it would feel like. I know that the anal wall is thin so he would feel the vibrator as well. That thought turned me on incredibly.

Michael did just as he said. He turned the vibrator on and plunged it into my pussy. His dick rode between my ass cheeks as he slowly began pumping the vibrator in and out of my pussy. I was moaning, he began gently rubbing my clit. The vibrator was a little larger than most I had ever used so it filled me up and was a little tight. Michael rubbed some lube onto his cock and began lubricating just inside of my ass. He was making little circles inside so that he covered all of the rim inside and out. He then began pumping with his finger. I was really getting wet now and you could hear the vibrator sloshing in and out.

"OK, I think you're ready" he told me.

I was so nervous that my ass clamped down on his finger a little.

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