a visit to the doctors

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a visit to the doctorsMy wife told me about this lat night (it’s 100% true, she was almost crying when she described what happened) so I suggested she write it down, which she did today. Here’s what she wrote:If my school file said anything about this – and I’ve no way of knowing if it did – it would have recorded that I as “sexually active” from a young age. My first proper sexual experience was on the back seat of a car with a friend of my father’s when I was just 14. He’d taken me shopping, bought me a suspender belt and FFN stockings earlier that day, we’d been to see a film and of course I wore my new stockings and on the drive home, we stopped, I got in the back with him and sucked him off. And I bloody loved it!I did quite a lot of oral after that but clung onto my virginity, as my mother urged samsun escort me to do, until I had turned 16. And then I REALLY started to enjoy sex, mostly with older men. These days they’d be in trouble and people would call them paedos but back then, late 1970’s, this was fairly common and quite a few of the girls at my school had active sex lives with older men. Sometimes with a lot more men than me!Not being stupid, I got on the pill and when I noticed a slight discharge (as it turned out, nothing to worry about) I went to the doctor. Again, I think a difference today would be the doctor would have a female nurse with him but in those days, it wasn’t like that and we were alone when he examined me. He asked some questions about my sex life, symptoms, whether I used condoms etc and I remember escort samsun he wore latex gloves when he placed me in stirrups, legs wide apart and mid-air. With a speculum he opened my vagina and examined me. He reassured me there seemed to be nothing to worry about and asked me to kneel on the bed with my backside in the air, my front bent down. What we now call the cat position in my Pilates class. His fingers went into me and he only probed and looked for a few seconds but something must have alerted him to what was happening – either I pushed back onto his hand or I let out a moan or both but he said, very calmly, “I’ve probably finished here but do you want me to stay like this?” and I managed to gasp “Oh god, yes …” and he held his hand firmly against me, his fingers not moving but samsun escort bayan inside me and I had a shuddering orgasm, and as my vaginal muscles spasmed, I knew I was crushing his hand very, very tightly. I was almost crying with the incredible sensation, coming on this stranger’s hand and he was saying “it’s okay, it’s okay, don’t worry” but I was absolutely mortified and kept apologising, saying “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it …” I was in tears. I felt ashamed. Would he tell my parents? Report me to the school?But this lovely doctor hugged me and said “Don’t worry, it’s okay, it’s perfectly natural, it happens more times than you might imagine, lots of women experience this, it’s okay, it shows your body is healthy and normal, just relax, take deep breaths …” and so on until I stopped sobbing and apologising.From that day on, I’ve had a very powerful fantasy about medical ‘examinations’ and I always get my husband to wear a latex glove when he ‘probes’ me and I think of that day, as I have yet another thunderous orgasm.

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