Lustymarriedmomcantgetenough
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I just had a quick idea for a fantasy story. I make an appointment with my new young (definitely younger than me) handsome professional GP, because I am crazed to distraction by sex. I think about it any chance I get, I am masturbating every chance I get, I'm even on literotica looking for hot stories to roll around in my mind and bed, and it's so frustrating walking around wet and swollen and wanting to get off constantly.
Can you tell where this is going? As I explain my issue, the doctor asks me some appropriate medical questions, and I think maybe I've made him uncomfortable. But he collects himself and stands up and asks me if he can conduct a physical examination..
Please continue!
Ok, I'm too impatient to wait for someone else to continue, so I'll add some. I only have an hour before I must get back to life duties.
Is my idea too vanilla? I don't think so. The hot is in the detail, I think.
Ok, first shot at writing, ok? On the fly. First draft on my phone...
I eyed the doctor in his crisp white cost. He rolled back his shoulders in what I thought as discomfort. I felt immediately embarrassed for bringing my issue up with this GP. I also noticed his hands and wrists, strong and deft, and beautiful wrist. I wanted to lick his wrist and I could smell his musky cologne, and I felt my inside muscles, inside my pussy, clench.
But really, this is a real problem for me, I thought. I am hyper aware of my wet and swollen sexual organs, and my mind is full of smut, and my husband although a good lover, simply can not keep up with me what with work and kids. I mean, if I can't ask a doctor to help, who am I going to ask. If this continues I'm sure to do something depraved.
"Sometimes", he said tentatively, " women who are approaching menopause have a surge in sex drive."
"I'm only 43", I say, surely I'm not getting ready for menopause. And I can't go on like this for a decade!
"Also", I add to my surprise, "as long as I'm bringing this up. Can I ask how it is some women ejaculate when they orgasm? I do, but I have no idea the mechanics of it."
The man squirmed again. I felt a little cruel, but also a little smug for asking. For goodness sake, menopause? Maybe it was a bit intimate to share this, but surely he had come across it before. If not as a doctor, but in his sex life. I had a flash picture in my mind of what he might look like naked, with an erection. I bit my lip. I looked at his whole self again. He was good looking, to be sure. It's not that I hadn't noticed when I met him today, but now I looked more closely. Nice jaw, clean shaven, a youthful energy like he works out. Flash in my mind to what his chest looks like bare. At least 10 years younger than me, he is definitely a matured man, but I could see he hadn't shed the leanness of a younger man, before they develop more muscle and bulk. I bet he runs, I thought.
His posture and face changed, looking more determined. He stood up and said "I think it might be good to have a physical examination, if that's ok with you. Or if you prefer, I can arrange a referral for a female doctor."
"No, thats fine, if you think it will help.." I said quickly. Help with what, I didn't know. What the heck was he checking anyway? But I was looking at those.lovely wrists of his, a small amount of hair peeking out of his cuff. And his hands. No ring. Hmmm. Single doctor? Hot. I suddenly wanted those fingers inside me.
Can you tell where this is going? As I explain my issue, the doctor asks me some appropriate medical questions, and I think maybe I've made him uncomfortable. But he collects himself and stands up and asks me if he can conduct a physical examination..
Please continue!
Ok, I'm too impatient to wait for someone else to continue, so I'll add some. I only have an hour before I must get back to life duties.
Is my idea too vanilla? I don't think so. The hot is in the detail, I think.
Ok, first shot at writing, ok? On the fly. First draft on my phone...
I eyed the doctor in his crisp white cost. He rolled back his shoulders in what I thought as discomfort. I felt immediately embarrassed for bringing my issue up with this GP. I also noticed his hands and wrists, strong and deft, and beautiful wrist. I wanted to lick his wrist and I could smell his musky cologne, and I felt my inside muscles, inside my pussy, clench.
But really, this is a real problem for me, I thought. I am hyper aware of my wet and swollen sexual organs, and my mind is full of smut, and my husband although a good lover, simply can not keep up with me what with work and kids. I mean, if I can't ask a doctor to help, who am I going to ask. If this continues I'm sure to do something depraved.
"Sometimes", he said tentatively, " women who are approaching menopause have a surge in sex drive."
"I'm only 43", I say, surely I'm not getting ready for menopause. And I can't go on like this for a decade!
"Also", I add to my surprise, "as long as I'm bringing this up. Can I ask how it is some women ejaculate when they orgasm? I do, but I have no idea the mechanics of it."
The man squirmed again. I felt a little cruel, but also a little smug for asking. For goodness sake, menopause? Maybe it was a bit intimate to share this, but surely he had come across it before. If not as a doctor, but in his sex life. I had a flash picture in my mind of what he might look like naked, with an erection. I bit my lip. I looked at his whole self again. He was good looking, to be sure. It's not that I hadn't noticed when I met him today, but now I looked more closely. Nice jaw, clean shaven, a youthful energy like he works out. Flash in my mind to what his chest looks like bare. At least 10 years younger than me, he is definitely a matured man, but I could see he hadn't shed the leanness of a younger man, before they develop more muscle and bulk. I bet he runs, I thought.
His posture and face changed, looking more determined. He stood up and said "I think it might be good to have a physical examination, if that's ok with you. Or if you prefer, I can arrange a referral for a female doctor."
"No, thats fine, if you think it will help.." I said quickly. Help with what, I didn't know. What the heck was he checking anyway? But I was looking at those.lovely wrists of his, a small amount of hair peeking out of his cuff. And his hands. No ring. Hmmm. Single doctor? Hot. I suddenly wanted those fingers inside me.
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