Prenuptial Doctor Visit

She seemed more comfortable now as she reclined on the table thankful she didn’t have to sit up as Aaron’s hands felt her left breast with increasing pressure. With his free hand the young Doctor began probing and poking along Chelle’s abdomen. Aaron noted that Chelle’s breathing had increased. A second later her felt her heart beating faster, thus giving another clue that he might just make up for the mishap with Mrs. Amos that occurred that morning. But then again Mrs. Amos didn’t have a set of breasts like Chelle’s.

After finishing the check of her internal organs, Aaron looked back at Chelle who had closed her eyes from time to time and asked, “ How are we doing? Can you relax a little so I can check you pelvis?”

Section 7

Chelle looked back as the doctor spoke to her once again. She wanted to deny the feelings she was having, but she couldn’t. She had gotten aroused as he probed her breasts. She wanted to say caressed, but she doubted he had intended anything more than a routine examination. She jerkily nodded her agreement, and took a few deep breaths to steady herself.

Aaron’s eyes focused on the quivering and jiggling going on as she scooted on the table to get more comfortable. He knew he should move down to the end of the table, but the delectable sight of those magnificent tits stopped him once again. He cleared his throat, hoping he sounded professional.

“I do need to check one more thing, Chelle.” Use of her first name just slipped out, but he didn’t stop when she didn’t correct him. He moved his fingers to those entrancing “puffies” and began probing them in detail. He grasped each nipple, tugging, pulling and lifting each tit upwards. He released each abruptly, and felt a sharp stab of arousal when her breasts bounced and jiggled wildly in response. He tried to distract himself by asking her some questions, while he continued plucking and squeezing those long, puffy nipples.

"Are your nipples overly sensitive? ... Always or only sometimes? ... At what times? ... Did they easily become erect? ... Was friction required to make them erect? ... What about the areolas: were they highly sensitive?"

Chelle answered him softly, her throat feeling incredibly parched. “Yes. Always. They never seem completely flat. Easily. No, no friction. Yes, very sensitive.”

“What happens when your fiancé plays with them, or sucks on them?” Aaron asked, trying desperately to hang onto his composure.

“I don’t know,” Chelle, whispered her answer, flushing hotly. She felt Aaron’s fingers (she was having a hard time thinking of him as “doctor” anymore), pause in their detailed examination of her nipples.

Aaron met Chelle’s eyes. He argued it was the wrong thing to do, but he still went on. “Never?” he asked her softly.

Chelle shook her head. “No.”

Aaron paused again, considering his actions. It wasn’t too late still to pull back, but the thought of these amazing breasts being “virtual virgins” as well was just too damned much for any man to ignore. “I think I will need to check them, then.” Aaron stopped, taking a deep breath, as he realized it sounded like he was tripping over his own words.

Chelle nodded, waiting.

She didn’t have to wait too long though. Aaron rubbed his index finger over the tips only of each nipple, separately. He watched, as her nipples got even tighter and longer. He took the edge of the paper gown, which felt like a rough piece of paper towel, and rubbed each nipple tip slowly. The response was again the same, and Aaron decided it was time for the other “test.” He lowered his head, mouth opening and licked the tip of her nearest nipple.

Chelle almost jerked in response to the feel of Aaron’s wet, slightly rough tongue across her nipple. He didn’t give her time to think though, because in the next instant he enveloped the whole nipple with his mouth. He sucked and pulled, using his tongue to flick and tease while his mouth provided the ultimate test. Chelle couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her lips. She had thought his touches were rather amazing. But it was nothing compared to the sucking pull of his mouth. There was a sharp and arousing feeling that arrowed straight down and arced through her body. The blood was congesting in her loins. Her hips jerked upwards as her body answered the unspoken demand of his body.

Aaron continued to suck for another minute, lifting his head and releasing the nipple with a loud, wet plop. Her nipple glistened long, wet and distended. He met Chelle’s cloudy, passion-fogged gaze. Holding her eyes, he pressed his hand flat to her stomach and slid it down over her belly. He tangled his fingers in the soft, springy curls concealing her womanly mound. He dragged his fingers through the pussy fur, and then rubbed over it, as if he were petting her. He noticed how her hips seemed to lift to meet his touch.

“For me to do a truly accurate and thorough examination, I’ll need to take care of this.”

Chelle frowned; her senses were being overwhelmed by the feeling of his warm hand resting on her bush, occasionally patting her like a sweet pet. She swallowed hard.

“Umm, what do you mean by take care of this?”

Aaron held back his grin and the feeling of success. He had always wanted do this… “I’ll need to shave your pubic hair. That is the only way to be completely thorough.”

Chelle gasped for a moment. “Shave my…!”

Aaron nodded, again patting and stroking the moist curls. “I know it seems extreme, and you do have a lovely bush. Not many women have such full, lush and curly shags, but I’ll need to inspect your skin. And I need to shave you for that.”

Aaron paused. He almost lost it and said “pussy fur.” That might have ruined the whole thing. He had been so enamored with Chelle’s tits that faced with her virgin pussy; he didn’t want to blow what was promising to be the most incredible sexual experience of his life.

Chelle’s voice came softly, but it sounded loud to Aaron. “All right, if you need to for my exam.”