The female doctor actually made me ejaculate.

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After we got married, my wife and I discussed going to the hospital for a checkup, and she wanted me to go first, saying it would be easier for men. I agreed. I was 31 years old that year. To avoid attracting attention, I specifically chose to go around noon, when there would be fewer people. When I arrived at the urology department, there was only one female doctor, in her early 30s, about 168 cm tall, and rather plump. She was wearing a short-sleeved white coat, and I could vaguely see her white bra and dark panties. The neckline was low, and the top button was prominently displayed. Judging from the lettering on her coat, she was a visiting scholar from out of town. After entering, I asked, "Are you the only one here? Are there any male doctors?" "No, they've all gone for their lunch break, they're too embarrassed," she replied in a very casual tone. This made me feel awkward, and I quickly said, "No, no." "Then sit down." I had no choice but to sit down at her desk. "What's wrong? STD?" "No, no, it's that I can't get pregnant. I don't know if it's my problem." "That's easy," she said, flipping through my medical record. "I'll ask you a few questions. Don't be embarrassed. I'm a doctor, and I'm married with one child." She was very kind, trying her best to dispel my concerns. I was starting to like her, thinking, "This woman is nice." "Is your sex life normal?" she asked. "What do you mean by normal?" "Okay, to put it another way, can you get a normal erection?" To be honest, I used to get an erection very quickly. Maybe it's because we've been married for a while, and my wife's body doesn't stimulate me enough anymore. Lately, I often need my wife to use her hand to get an erection. "What's wrong? Are you embarrassed again? It's okay, just be honest, okay?" She asked, seeing my melancholy. I had no choice but to tell her the truth. "Oh, how long has it been?" "About a year." "How long have you been married?" "A year and a half." "You've lost interest in your wife so quickly?" she joked. "No, is this considered an illness?" "No, many people are like this. If you can still get an erection, it's not impotence. But your sex drive might not be very strong. Does your wife have any objections?" She was chatting with me casually. "Maybe, sometimes." "How many times a week?" "Uncertain, about 3-4 times a month." "That's normal. Has it always been like this?" "Before we got married, it was more frequent, almost every day, sometimes up to 6 times a day." I relaxed a bit, and my tone became a little more unrestrained. "That's amazing." She seemed a little incredulous. "I'm talking about the most I've ever had." "Hmm, is your erection hard now?" She shifted her body slightly. "Not as good as before. It takes a few thrusts to get hard." I completely relaxed. "Does it last a long time?" "About ten minutes if I don't stop." "Is your ejaculation strong?" "It's stronger when my wife is on top and I ejaculate." "You like this position? It's not easy to get pregnant this way. Doggy style is better." "I like it too. By the way, do women like doggy style?" I took the opportunity to tease her. "Right?" she answered vaguely. "Your sex life is basically normal, let's do a semen analysis." With that, she bent down and took out a white bottle. At that moment, I saw through her collar that her penis was quite large, and my penis seemed to be stirring. "Go to the next room, do it there." She handed me the bottle and pointed to a door. "What for?" I didn't respond immediately. "Ejaculate inside, using masturbation. Don't tell me you don't know how." "Oh, I do,""But..." "But what?" "Nothing, it might be a bit difficult in broad daylight here," I said. "Don't worry, there's no one around. Let me know if you have any problems." I wondered what that meant. I didn't think about it further and went inside. Actually, it was quite small inside, with a hospital examination bed and some unidentified examination equipment. I put down the bottle, unzipped my pants, and took out my penis. It was soft and small, the glans covered by the foreskin. I started to move it, but there was no response. At this moment, I heard the doctor outside the door make a slight noise, and suddenly I thought, this woman is so cheerful and voluptuous, she must be good at sex. Thinking of this, my penis started to move, and after a while, it grew bigger. I closed my eyes, thinking of the doctor, and vigorously stroked it back and forth. Suddenly, I remembered what she had said earlier: "Let me know if you have any problems." Could it be that she could help if I had any problems? I decided to try. I released my penis, let it soften, and sat on the examination table to rest. I looked at my watch; I had been inside for more than ten minutes. At this point, I deliberately made a lot of noise at the examination table so she could hear. After 5-6 minutes, I put my penis down, but didn't zip it up, and opened the door to go out. "Are you done?" she asked, her face a little red. "No, it won't come out." "How come? It's been so long?" "I don't know, I tried really hard, but it just won't ejaculate, and my skin is even a little red." I deliberately stammered, sounding a little shy. "Okay, let me help you." She hesitated for a moment before saying this. I felt a surge of excitement; she really would help me. But I stammered, "This...this..." "Go in." She closed the door and let me into the inner room. "What are you standing there for?" she said, glancing at my crotch. I responded and took out my penis. "No, you have to take your pants off." After saying that, she turned around and went to get a bottle and a condom. She made us lie down with our legs apart, tore open a condom and put it on her right index finger, opened the bottle and poured out some liquid. "What's this?" "Paraffin oil, lie down." She came over, used her hand to pull up my scrotum, and inserted her right index finger into my anus. "Don't be nervous, relax." I tried to relax, and she inserted it, about 1/4 of it. It was the first time in my life that someone had penetrated my anus, and it was by a voluptuous young woman, so it felt strangely comfortable, and I let out a cry. "Does it hurt? It'll be over in a bit." She continued to insert it, about 4-5/5 of it, and then, with her left hand, she grasped my penis. By this time, due to excitement, my penis was already very large. "It's very hard," she said. "It's just that the foreskin is a little long," she tried to pull back the foreskin, and the bright red glans was completely exposed. Then, her right hand gently moved inside my anus. At that moment, I suddenly understood the sexual physiological basis of male homosexuality. The pleasure was extremely intense, very comfortable, no less than vaginal penetration. I cried out again. "Is it uncomfortable?" she asked. "No, it feels so good," I replied immediately. "This is called prostate massage, many people deliberately ask for it." I suddenly felt a little unable to hold back, my penis twitched. "If you're about to come, just say so," she said. "Okay. I'm about to come." She released my penis, took the empty bottle and aimed it at my glans, continuing to massage my prostate with her right hand. At the same time, she said, "Move it yourself." I vigorously stroked my penis with my right hand, her eyes fixed on me as I masturbated. This feeling was incredibly stimulating. Suddenly, my semen gushed out with more force than ever before, leaving a little on her hand, and my penis twitched a dozen times in succession. At that moment, I felt like a god. "It's done," her voice startled me. I got up and said thank you. She asked, "What are you thanking me for?" I said, "This is the most pleasurable ejaculation I've ever had." "Come back in 3 days to pick up the report." "I wanted to see you again, when are you available?" Because of the wonderful experience, I wanted to make up with her. "About a week later, I'll be on duty that day." It was clear she didn't dislike me. Besides, she was from out of town, so she'd probably be willing to make friends in this city. My social class was pretty good too. I was full of confidence. A week later, I went to the hospital again at the same time. When I got to the consultation room, I saw her seeing a doctor; it was a male patient. I greeted him, "Hello, doctor." "Oh, wait a moment." She recognized me. I sat down next to them, watching them. A little while later, the patient thanked me and left. "I've come to get the report." She pulled out a report, glanced at it, and said, "It's your problem; your sperm motility is low." "Is there anything I can do?" "It's difficult; it mainly depends on luck. Also, pay attention to taking care of your health and adjusting your rhythm." "Adjust what rhythm?" "The frequency of sexual intercourse. What do you mean?" She smiled and answered, "Try to do it less often, and choose a time when your partner is most fertile, and pay attention to the positions." "What positions are better?" "Doggy style, and afterwards, have your partner kneel for a while longer." She blushed a little; I liked that. "Okay, thank you, doctor. I'll come see you again later." "No, I have to go back in a month." We chatted. It turned out she was from a county hospital, and her training would end in a month. I decided to hurry. "How about I treat you to dinner tonight?" "Why?" "You helped me, and besides, I have some questions I want to ask you. Let's be friends, okay?" "Okay, I get off work at 2 pm, how about we go for tea?" She was quite agreeable and offered a suggestion. "Okay, then I'll wait for you at the entrance of Spring Tea House at 2:30 pm, okay?" After agreeing, I got up and left. At 2 pm, I arrived at the tea house; it was less crowded at that time. I chose a quiet private room and ordered a pot of oolong tea. At 2:25 pm, I went downstairs to meet her. Just then, she arrived, wearing a white sleeveless long dress with delicate floral patterns; she looked very elegant. After exchanging pleasantries, we went upstairs and sat down. The private room wasn't large, about four people, with train-style chairs and sofa cushions. We sat facing each other. We chatted about some trivial things to build rapport. I won't go into details. Half an hour later, we were already very comfortable with each other, talking about almost everything. She was a generous person with almond-shaped eyes, the kind of eyes that are easy to get. "You've been here for a year and only gone back once. Doesn't your husband mind?" I began to probe. "Yes, he's come many times. He has a car, and it's not far anyway." "What does he come for?" "Do you think he can do anything?" "Is he very demanding?" "You could say very demanding. Every time he comes, he wants to have sex, and he wants it again at night." She said with a smile, her face beaming with happiness. "And you?" "I'm okay. I'm more passive, but he easily arouses my interest." "What does he do when you're not around? Does he find other women?" I asked. "Probably not. He's very honest, unlike you who's so talkative. He takes care of himself." "You mean masturbation?" I deliberately chose that wording. "Yes, he tells me. I know he has this hobby. He often does it when I'm home." "I like it too. It's strange, but all men are like that. But the last time you examined me was the most comfortable I've ever had. I think I'm a bit perverted sometimes." "Why do you say that?" she asked. "I like masturbating, especially in front of other women, and I also like women to masturbate me. I get excited when someone's watching me." I said, rubbing my groin a few times. "You're not thinking about it again, are you?" "Yes, do you mind?" I said, taking out my penis, which was already erect. "You dare to do this here?" She looked at me stroking my penis with interest. "It's okay, the waiter won't come. I know the owner of this place very well." I stroked it vigorously. "Can you help me, like last time?" I said, standing up and walking in front of her, my erect penis facing her face. She stared at my penis. "Actually, yours is quite big. But like last time, it won't work. You can only do it from the front." After saying that, she grasped my penis with her hand. It was very hot, and felt good. She pulled back my foreskin and examined it carefully, as if it were her first time. "Not bad, quite clean, but there's one thing I haven't mentioned." She then used a napkin dipped in tea to carefully clean my glans. After finishing, she smelled it and said, "Sit down, I'll do it." I sat down beside her, hugged her, and placed my hands on her chest, asking, "Is it okay?" She nodded. I slipped my hand inside her neckline—damn, so big, so soft, and the nipples were hard and large. I rubbed them vigorously, feeling a sense of bliss throughout my body. Her hands gently masturbated me. Neither of us spoke. After a while, I reached down to her crotch and felt that her inner thighs were already wet. "Wait a minute," she said, pushing me away with her hand. Then, she took off her underwear and put it aside, stood up, and took a wet wipe to clean her genitals. "I just peed," she explained. I took the opportunity to lift her skirt to look at her. "Really nice." Her buttocks were large and perky, with thick, somewhat stiff pubic hair. Her stomach had no stretch marks, wasn't loose, and was slightly bulging. "Am I fat?" "No, it's good. I like women with a little bit of curves."She sat down, holding my penis in her hand. "Actually, I like to masturbate men." "Do you masturbate yourself?" "Sometimes." "Do you use tools?" "Most of the time I don't, but there was a time I was a bit crazy and tried a lot of things. In college, I was immature and reckless. I like sex. I had sex with my boyfriend almost every day in college." I was excited. I inserted two fingers into her vagina and thrust them in and out forcefully. She became very wet. Her vagina was very elastic; the feeling of one finger and two fingers was almost the same. "I like you doing this to me," she whispered, her head resting beside my penis. I became interested; this was a woman who dared to try. I let her go, made her lie down, spread her legs, and licked her genitals. She shuddered. "How about trying a cup?" I said, picking up a small teacup and slowly inserting it into her wet vagina. Her vagina contracted, looking very beautiful. "Let me sit on you," she pleaded. She turned her back to me, using her hands to hold my penis, and slowly sat down. Her buttocks were really big and white. My penis became even harder. She kept moving up and down, and I admired her big ass from behind. Suddenly, there were footsteps at the door, and the waiter asked if we needed more water. I opened the door a crack and said, "No." "You can ring the bell if you need anything." The waiter had obviously seen something and immediately walked away. The risk of being exposed excited us, and we started having sex like animals. She was very wet and slippery. I dipped my finger in some and poked it into her anus. I slowly inserted it. "Does it feel good?" I asked. "It's very stimulating." Encouraged, I inserted most of my finger and started moving it. She moaned with pleasure. The waiter came over again: "Be gentle." This was a good tea house; they had girls at night. I had a sudden thought, and took the opportunity to open the door, letting the waiter see us clearly. "Excuse me, I'd like two wet wipes and some water." The waiter blushed and left. A while later, a woman in her forties, the "head house's wife," came over, holding what I had asked for. She said, "Be quiet, everyone downstairs can hear us." I'd been here a few times; she'd helped me with things before, so we were quite familiar. "She's my friend, it's okay," I told the female doctor. "You're so lucky, your girlfriend is very sexy," the "head house's wife" said with a smile, watching us make love. "I'm going to cum," "Wait a minute." She moved her buttocks away and used her hand to masturbate my penis. I also put my hand into her vagina. "You two really know how to do it," the "head house's wife" said, watching us masturbate. "I'm going to orgasm!" The female doctor was somewhat frantic. She released my penis, stood in front of me, and vigorously rubbed her clitoris with her hand. Then she cried out, her whole body convulsing, and she collapsed onto me. I vigorously masturbated, and under the gaze of the two women, I ejaculated.

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