The lecherous doctor 27P

I've read many erotic stories, all about having a cute and beautiful female tutor in high school, and then plotting to get her into bed. Damn! I wasn't as lucky as you guys. My poor high school tutor was a man, a medical student. My parents told me to be polite, so even now, after graduating and starting work, I still call him Brother Zeng. As they say, opposites attract, likes repel. This Brother Zeng wasn't interested in me, but he was interested in my younger sister who was in elementary school. After each half-hour tutoring session, there was a break, and he'd have my sister and me play with him. We played role-playing games, of course. Brother Zeng would do his "old job," playing the doctor, and my sister and I would play the patients.

I don't know why, but he only examined me for a short time, yet he examined my sister so thoroughly. Every time, he'd say my sister had a stomachache, pull down her pants, and press and press on her lower abdomen. I even saw my sister's private parts then, a small slit between her tender labia. Once, he made my sister and me pretend to be a couple. He made me lie on top of her, still wearing clothes, but my genitals were pressed against hers. He said it was sex! Damn! It made me think in high school that lying on top of each other while clothed meant sex, and that after sex, I'd get pregnant and give birth. He made my sister stuff a small pillow inside her clothes to pretend she was pregnant, and then come to him saying she wanted to give birth. He put my sister on the bed, took off her pants, spread her legs wide, and even put his fingers inside her vagina, making her moan and groan, and then she "gave birth"—it was so amazing! I was too naive back then, and my sister was even more naive, but we had a lot of fun. When I was in high school, he had already graduated and was working as an intern doctor. My parents didn't hire any more tutors because my older brother lived nearby, so I often went to him at night to ask him about my homework. He was happy to answer my questions and even gave me some "sex education," often telling me stories about his romantic encounters with female patients. Damn, he was such a pervert! After hearing him talk about the "free benefits" doctors offer, I became determined to get into medical school. Then all the women in the world would be at my mercy!

Unfortunately, my grades were just a little short, and my dream of becoming a doctor was shattered. After I got into university, Brother Zeng had already opened his own clinic, and it was always packed. I heard his techniques were superb, curing ailments instantly, and that seemed to be true. I went to him whenever I had a cold, a stomachache, or a flu, and sure enough, I recovered quickly. Because we were close, every time I went to see him, he would still tell me about those "free benefits" and ask me to introduce some pretty female classmates to him when they were sick. Ha! He's such a lecher! His clinic was near my house, and I was worried that my sister or mother might go to him. Luckily, because my family knew him, they felt embarrassed to have him examine them, so apart from me, no one else in my family went to his clinic when they were sick, which put my mind at ease. I was in my first year of university, in the second semester, around the Qingming Festival in spring, when a flu outbreak suddenly occurred. It was very contagious, and all four members of my family, except for my married older sister, caught a cold and had a fever. I went to see Dr. Zeng and recovered quickly. They went to see another doctor, got better, but then got sick again, and even I caught it again. In the end, my mother and younger sister reluctantly went to see Dr. Zeng as well. Sure enough, his medical skills were superb, and our whole family recovered in a couple of days. Later, I ran into him in the university library. It turned out he was also pursuing an advanced degree in dermatology at the Royal College of Dermatology. This guy was really something else.

Of course, we chatted and laughed, and even had lunch together. The topic of conversation inevitably turned to how he played with the erogenous zones of female patients. As he spoke, he suddenly leaned forward and whispered to me, "You wouldn't believe it, but your sister's pubic area has grown pubic hair, and it's a cute little triangle!" I felt a bit strange and chuckled awkwardly, "You bastard, you even prey on my sister! She just had a cold, why do you need to check her pubic area?" He chuckled lewdly, "There are many reasons for a cold. She's going through puberty, which might lower her immunity, so we need to check her genitals. Also, her breasts only look like a 32B, not very developed. Tell her to do some chest-expanding exercises. Ha!" I said, "Fuck you, you actually want my sister to strip naked for you? She's 19, not some elementary school student anymore." He suddenly became very serious and said, "I didn't take off her clothes to see her breasts." Then he leered and said, "I just reached in and touched her breasts."

I teased him and hit him, saying, "Get lost, how boring!" He said, "This is the reward for my hard work studying medicine." We chatted for a while longer, and as he left, he whispered in my ear, "Don't think that just because your mother is over forty, she has a good figure, and her breasts and vagina are still quite elastic!" Damn it, he didn't even spare my mother! Although I have no interest in incest, what he said excited me because I already had a girlfriend at that time. I always fantasized about taking her to this Brother Zeng's clinic when she was sick. Hehe, judging from Brother Zeng's lecherous nature, my plan to humiliate my girlfriend would easily succeed. Of course, although I had a perverted personality of exposing and humiliating my girlfriend, I wouldn't make her sick if she wasn't sick! My girlfriend has always been very healthy and fit, rarely getting sick. Even a minor cold is nothing to her; she just drinks some hot tea and recovers in a couple of days. I never had a chance to have Dr. Zeng "check" her out. The opportunity finally came! After a summer trip to Thailand with my girlfriend, she noticed some small red bumps on the inside of her long, fair thighs, which were also a little itchy.

I knew it was because she had worn short shorts while riding an elephant, and the rough skin and hair had scratched her delicate skin, causing an allergic reaction. I felt a strange excitement and immediately urged her, "Go see a doctor, go see a doctor..." My girlfriend initially hesitated, but I exaggerated, saying I didn't know what the bumps were, and they might even fester and leave scars. She sweetly said, "Don't say anymore, let's go see a doctor now!" Hahaha! My plan was more than half successful. On the phone, I told her, "Change into a skirt. It won't look good when you take your pants off if the doctor wants to see your thighs later." I made it sound like I was thinking of her best interests, but actually, I was already imagining the alluring scene of Dr. Zeng lifting her skirt. My girlfriend usually wears thin silk underwear, though not thongs, which I like. The doctor might be able to see her pubic hair and private parts through her thin underwear!

I called Brother Zeng beforehand. As soon as he heard it was my girlfriend coming for the doctor, he let out his usual lewd laugh: "Hehe, buddy, come at 2:30 this afternoon, the clinic will be empty then, no need to wait!" When my girlfriend came to see me from her house, she was wearing a knee-length dress, very elegant and dignified. My heart pounded, thinking, "Now she's still so elegant and innocent, but Brother Zeng will lift that dress up in a minute, hehe! Brother Zeng is so lecherous, you definitely won't escape his clutches!" My girlfriend looked at me thoughtfully, thinking I was worried she'd be exposed, so she said, "Don't worry, I won't be exposed dressed like this!" She lifted her dress to show me. My excitement instantly vanished. She was wearing safety shorts under her dress—white, square-cut shorts, the hem just above her pubic area. The shorts clung tightly to her lower body; although her curves were still visible, there was none of the tantalizing glimpse I'd imagined. Sigh! How disappointing! I don't think even the notorious Dr. Zeng will be able to take advantage of her this time. When I arrived at Dr. Zeng's clinic, there was no one there, not even a nurse. Clinics are usually open from 3 pm to 7 pm, so I knew Dr. Zeng had come early on purpose.

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