Female doctor helped me ejaculate - a real experience

A female doctor helped me ejaculate -- a real experience

My wife hadn't gotten pregnant for a long time after we got married. One summer, she suggested we go to the hospital for a checkup, and she wanted me to go first, saying it would be easier for a man. I agreed. I was 31 that year. To avoid attracting attention, I deliberately went around noon, when it was less crowded. When I arrived at the urology department, there was only one female doctor, in her early thirties, 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 buttoned high. Judging from the lettering on her coat, she was a visiting scholar from out of town. After entering, I asked, "Are you alone? Are there any male doctors?" "No, they've all gone for their lunch break, they're too embarrassed," she replied casually. 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, let me ask you this: can you get a normal erection?" To be honest, I used to get an erection very quickly, but maybe after being married for so long, my wife's body doesn't stimulate me enough. 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 words 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 hard as before. It takes a few thrusts to get a bit hard." I completely relaxed. "Does it last long?" "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 less likely to get pregnant. Doggy style is better." "I like it too. By the way, do women like doggy style?" I took the opportunity to tease her. "I guess so," she answered vaguely. “Your sex life is basically normal, let’s do a semen analysis.” She bent down and took out a white bottle. At that moment, I saw her underwear through her collar; it 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 react immediately. “Ejaculate inside, using masturbation. Don’t tell me you don’t know how.” “Oh, I know how.”However…” “However what?” “Nothing, it might be a bit difficult in broad daylight here,” I said. “Don’t worry, there’s no one around. Let us know if you encounter any problems.” "I wondered what this meant. I didn't think about it further and went into the room. Actually, it was very small, 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 reaction. At this moment, I heard the doctor outside the door make a little 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 got bigger. I closed my eyes, thinking of the doctor, and vigorously stroked it back and forth. Suddenly, I remembered what she had said earlier: 'Tell me if you have any difficulties.' Could she help me if I had any difficulties? I decided to try. I released my penis, let it soften, and sat on the examination table to rest. I checked the time; I had been in there for more than ten minutes. At this point, I deliberately made a lot of noise on the examination table so that she could hear. After another 5-6 minutes, I put my penis down, but didn't zip it up, opened the door and went out. 'Are you done?' she asked, her face a little red. 'No, I can't get it out.'" "How could this be? 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, trying to sound 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 groin. I nodded and pulled out my penis. "No, you have to take your pants off." She then turned and grabbed a bottle and a condom. She made me lie down with my legs apart, tore open the condom and put it on her right index finger, opened the bottle, and poured out some liquid. "What is this?" "Paraffin oil, lie down." She came over, used her hand to spread 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 1cm. It was the first time in my life I'd ever had anal penetration, and it was by a voluptuous young woman. It felt strangely pleasurable, so I let out a cry. 'Does it hurt? It'll be over soon,' she said. She continued, about 4-5cm in, and then grasped my penis with her left hand. By this time, my penis was quite large due to excitement. 'It's very hard,' she said. 'It's just that the foreskin is a bit long,' she said, trying to pull back the foreskin, revealing the bright red glans. 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 pleasurable, no less than vaginal penetration. I cried out again. 'Does it hurt?' she asked. 'No, it feels so good,' I replied immediately. 'This is called prostate massage, and many people deliberately ask for it.' I suddenly felt a little unable to hold back, and my penis twitched. 'If you're about to ejaculate, just say so,' she said. 'Okay.'" "I'm coming." She released my penis, took the empty bottle, and aimed it at my glans, continuing to massage my prostate with her right hand. She said, "Try it yourself." I vigorously stroked my penis with my right hand, her eyes fixed on me. The feeling was incredibly stimulating. Suddenly, my semen gushed out with more force than ever before, leaving a little on her hand, and my penis throbbed a dozen times. At that moment, I felt like a god. "All 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 three days to pick up the report." "I wanted to see you again. When are you available?" Because of the wonderful experience, I wanted to build a better relationship with her. "A week later, I'm on duty that day." "I could tell she wasn't averse to me. Besides, she's from out of town, so she'd probably be willing to make friends in this city. My social class is also quite good. 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, a male patient. I greeted her, 'Hello, doctor.' 'Oh, wait a moment.' She recognized me. I sat down next to her and watched them. After a while, the patient said thank you and left. 'I've come to get the report.' She pulled out a report, looked 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. At the same time, pay attention to taking care of your body and adjusting your rhythm.' 'Adjust what rhythm?' 'The frequency of sexual intercourse. What do you think it is?' She replied with a smile, 'Try to do it less often, and choose the time when your partner is most likely to conceive, and pay attention to the position.' 'What position is better?' 'Doggy style, and afterward, have your partner kneel for a while longer.'" She blushed slightly, which I liked. "Okay, thank you, doctor. I'll come see you again later." "No, I have to go back in a month." We chatted for a while. It turned out she was from a county hospital, and her training would end in a month. I decided to make the most of it. "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?" "Alright, I get off work at 2 pm. How about we go for tea?" She readily agreed and offered a suggestion. "Okay, then I'll wait for you at the entrance of Spring Tea House at 2:30 pm, okay?" "After making the appointment, I got up and left first. At 2 o'clock, I arrived at the teahouse; it was less crowded at this time. I chose a quiet private room and ordered a pot of oolong tea. At 2:25, 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, accommodating about four people. The chairs were train-style seats with cushions, and we sat facing each other. We exchanged some trivial pleasantries to build rapport. I won't go into details. Half an hour later, we were already quite comfortable with each other, talking about almost everything. She was a generous person with almond-shaped eyes; people with those eyes are easy to get along with. "You've been here for a year, and you've only gone back once. Doesn't your husband have any objections?" 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?" “It’s very intense, really intense. He has to do it every time he comes, and even at night.” She said with a smile, her face beaming with happiness. “And you?” “I’m okay, more passive, but easily aroused by him.” “What does he do when you’re not around? Does he find other women?” I asked. “Probably not. He’s honest, not as talkative as you. He takes care of himself.” “You mean masturbation?” I deliberately chose that word. “Yes, he tells me. I know he has this habit; 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 pleasurable. 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 like women to help me masturbate. I feel excited when someone is watching me.” I said, rubbing my groin a few times. “You’re not thinking about it again, are you?” “Yes, do you mind?” "I took out my penis as I spoke; it was already hard. 'You dare to do this here?' she asked, watching me masturbate, her tone quite interested. 'It's okay, the waiter won't come. I know the owner of this place very well.' I continued masturbating vigorously. 'Can you help me, like last time?' I said, standing up and walking towards 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 the front.' With that, she grasped my penis with her hand. It was very hot, but it felt good. She pulled back my foreskin and professionally examined it, very carefully. 'Not bad, quite clean, but there's one thing I haven't thought of.' After saying that, she dipped a napkin in some tea and carefully cleaned my glans. After that, she smelled it and said to me, 'Sit down, I'll do it.' I sat down next to her, hugged her, and placed my hands on her chest, asking, 'Is it okay?'" She nodded. I slipped my hand inside her neckline. Damn, they were huge, so soft, and the nipples were hard and big. I rubbed them vigorously, feeling a surge of happiness. 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 panties and put them 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 and look at her. "Really nice." Her buttocks were large and perky, with thick, coarse pubic hair. Her stomach was flat and not loose, just slightly bulging. "Am I fat?" "No, you're great. I like women with a 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 hand 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, slippery. I dipped my finger in some and poked it into her anus. I slowly inserted it. "Does it feel good?" I asked. "Very exciting." 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, the proprietress, a woman in her forties, came over, holding what I had asked for, and said, "Be quiet, everyone downstairs can hear." I'd been here a few times; she'd helped me with pimping before, so we knew each other well. "She's my friend, it's okay," I told the female doctor. "You're so lucky, your girlfriend is very sexy," the proprietress 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 proprietress said, watching us masturbate. "I'm going to orgasm!" the female doctor said somewhat frantically. 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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