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In general, I regard going to the gyno as just an unpleasant duty. However, there was an incident that happened the first time I went after becoming sexually active at age 19. For reasons that seem woefully misguided now, I got the idea that it would be wise to refrain from masturbating for the week before the appointment. I had been averaging twice a day for years, so this was major cold turkey for me. Things were normal at first (I had been there on a few other visits), but I soon felt a twinge of arousal. In my head, I was telling myself, "No, no, no...don't do this", but it was no use. To my internal embarrassment, I soon started getting wet and opening up, and I could feel my clitoris becoming engorged. All I could do was hope that he wouldn't notice anything amiss (although an expert like him certainly would), and that if he did notice, then that he would not say anything to me. Thankfully, he never mentioned a thing about it. When his fingers were anywhere near my clitoris, all I could think of was making sure that I didn't let loose a sexual moan. In other exams before and since, the doctor has pulled back my clitoral hood, but this time it was left untouched. Thank goodness for small favors: I was actually worried about having an orgasm. The whole ordeal ended when he digitally penetrated me to check my ovaries. He announced his intentions, and I was ready enough that I maintained composure despite wanting to clamp down on his fingers and ride them. Very soon, the exam was over and I went home. My lucky boyfriend got the benefits of that little incident.
In general, I regard going to the gyno as just an unpleasant duty. However, there was an incident that happened the first time I went after becoming sexually active at age 19. For reasons that seem woefully misguided now, I got the idea that it would be wise to refrain from masturbating for the week before the appointment. I had been averaging twice a day for years, so this was major cold turkey for me. Things were normal at first (I had been there on a few other visits), but I soon felt a twinge of arousal. In my head, I was telling myself, "No, no, no...don't do this", but it was no use. To my internal embarrassment, I soon started getting wet and opening up, and I could feel my clitoris becoming engorged. All I could do was hope that he wouldn't notice anything amiss (although an expert like him certainly would), and that if he did notice, then that he would not say anything to me. Thankfully, he never mentioned a thing about it. When his fingers were anywhere near my clitoris, all I could think of was making sure that I didn't let loose a sexual moan. In other exams before and since, the doctor has pulled back my clitoral hood, but this time it was left untouched. Thank goodness for small favors: I was actually worried about having an orgasm. The whole ordeal ended when he digitally penetrated me to check my ovaries. He announced his intentions, and I was ready enough that I maintained composure despite wanting to clamp down on his fingers and ride them. Very soon, the exam was over and I went home. My lucky boyfriend got the benefits of that little incident.
Then again, I don't actually have a gyno and just go to my family doctor who does the exam during my yearly physical. Then again, my doctor is female (and I'm definitely more straight than bi) and I've known her since I was eight years old... Maybe if I went a male doctor who hasn't known me since I was busy playing with Barbies things would be different though...
I really get turned on by having the doctor asking me to spread my knees, prying my puther open to insert instruments, etc. I also like the feeling of all that KY dripping onto my panties after the exam. When I get home I'm so horny that I can't wait for my husband to do me vaginally and anal. My husband has noticed but I just tell him that I'm horney because the doctor said all is ok.
I am actually having mine this week, and I can honestly say there is nothing sexy about this.
My doctor is a little Indian lady, and she usually has to tell me to take a deep breathe. LOL. Then I thank her when she is done, as I am sure this is not what she wants to be doing first thing in the morning. She always just laughs and says, "I do think 10 times a day".
We have a good laugh.

Uhm ... You should find yourself a hunk doc and she should have become an andrologyst![]()