MRS Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr. GOES TO THE DOCTOR'S

Chapter One - Karenic and Larry :

Karen Shepard, an attractive but shy, somewhat self-conscious divorcée in her thirties, had a personal job. It was a by way of an intimate and embarrassing matter, and it troubled her no end. She was not in the to the lowest degree enthusiastic about going to see a Doctor and discussing her quandary, especially as she had only just taken up residence in a new home in the country, and did n't recognize any of the doctors in the nearby Town at all.

backrest home, in her previous life, she had grown up in a township where the medico was a lifelong booster of the mob. Doctor Stroud, whom Karen always called 'uncle'had practised his profession in the same tail since Karen was a just piffling daughter, and everybody knew him and had confidence in him. Even as a adolescent, when physical matters can be a job, she never had any prohibition about going to the surgery, and felt she could sing to Doctor Stroud about anything at all - about her changing soundbox, her catamenia, her budding white meat, her vaginal infection, anything. It 's quite dissimilar, when you grow up with the familiarity of consulting your Doctor from a very early age. And for Karen it was sometimes well-to-do to open up and talk over her most intimate closed book with a physician she 'd known all her liveliness, than to talk to her parents.

But now, here, in this state town, where she knew almost nonentity yet, the approximation of going to see a foreign doctor for the first time chance upon fear into her ; each time she thought about having to do it, vibration started in her tit, her gut ached more than ever. She knew she would simply have to do something eventually ; she could n't live with her little problem forever. But she kept putting off the adjacent vital but important step, still hoping vainly that the issue would resolve itself naturally.

It did n't. And so, the mean solar day and weeks passed, and Karen did n't find the courage to surmount her timidity and shout a Doctor for an appointment. Not only was Karen shy, but she suffered from anxiousness onset sometimes, and this plight was not helping her in her everyday aliveness. At all.

Karen Shepard reflected on all this at home alone one bound morning, clutching her mug of tea in her two hands and gazing out of her kitchen window across the vast orchard bordering her new home. Feeling sorry for herself, she thought about how it was in danger of wrecking her newly-found and until now, fulfilling sex biography, having this wretched ramification every day. She had a goodness and caring lover, but she had n't dared assure Larry anything about her concerns. Her innate shyness and inherent forbiddance, prevented her from finding the bravery to explicate to him, simply, why in Holocene epoch metre she had been so reluctant to commit herself to full lovemaking, like before.

Larry lived a few 60 minutes'tug away, but she had started to contrive cause to fend off him staying overnight at her home. She nevertheless felt such a impregnable affectionateness for him and loved the sex, the closeness and the fond comfort she experienced when he was there. Now, she inevitably had guilty feelings about this billet.

They had met during a two-day piece of work league, which Larry attended as fourth-year representative of one of the supplier companies her employer dealt with. He had somehow spotted Karenic 's shyness before even being introduced to her, and seemed immediately to bonk how to deal with it ; ultimately he found her dark-skinned looks and shapely figure captivating. For her part, Karen, enjoyed Larry 's relaxed personality and safe looks. He got her feeling relaxed in his company within a very short time.

They had dined together in the eating house of his hotel at the end of the conference. It had been a very pleasant evening, and Karen had got to feel more unwound than for a very long time, thanks to Larry 's slowly way of talking to her, smiling and entertaining her. But, against Larry 's arcanum hopes, there was to be no passionate dark with Karen in his hotel room this time. She had not drunk a great deal at all, and insisted on driving herself home, alone ; Larry had to be contentedness that night with a brief candy kiss as her walked her to her car, and then stay patient role for another two hebdomad, before Karenic allowed things go in a sexual direction.

The passion erupted, seemingly quite spontaneously one Saturday eve, when Larry had dined Karenic again in the like restaurant, and she had invited him into her nursing home for the very first-class honours degree clock time. She had prepared herself in improvement ; the house and especially her bedchamber were corking and spotless, fresh piece of paper on her bed, lighting was dimmed in a way which Karen liked, confidant but allowing her to conceal her timidity. Over dinner, and later when they settled together into her luxuriant sofa on her garden terrace, she had allowed herself to booze a little more wine than was her drug abuse, and she felt well and truly cook now to commit herself to sexual sex act with Larry, after two week of getting to bonk him.

Kissing seemed slow down, tender and natural, becoming more fervent as the import passed. confidant caresses were exchanged spontaneously, and soon their glasses of wine-colored were forgotten. Before long, they were fully stretched out on the sofa, partially strip, Karen 's chest bared to be kissed and sucked, and Larry 's penis released into the evening air to be stroked and squeezed by Karenic 's timid fingers. By the time they stood and moved wordlessly, hand in hand to the Department of the Interior and to her erotically lit chamber, they were both more than ready for what was to stick to ; they fell upon Karen 's bed, mouths locked hard, lingua thrashing together, hands exploring everywhere at once, pulling at each others'already deranged clothing.

Karen, partly naked, quickly pulled back the bed covers and slid underneath, tugging at Larry 's sleeve for him to join her, before hauling a sheet over them and slipping off her panty.

It was the first time that anyone had been able to steer Karen in the direction of a bed so soon after meeting her, and she discovered that Night a new aspect to her sexuality ; it was as almost as though she steered Larry, not the converse. After overcoming her own surprise at the fastness of her submission and acquiescence, Karen began to realise there really was anxiety-free life after five yr of sterile, wasted wedding. Her previously lonely divorcée existence took on a new dimension.

Once Larry had stripped off the rest of his own clothes and thrown them carelessly on the bedroom floor, nervously fished out of his trouser pocket a condom and rolled it onto his throbbing cut erection, their coupling was fast and wild that first time. Karen, lying on her back, opened her thighs willingly and pulled Larry to her in the dark of the canvass covered bed. His oral cavity was soon glued back onto to hers, their clapper entwined, and Larry was pressing his naked soundbox down onto Karen 's. He paused only long enough to suck both her nipples briefly, then return to nibble her hot rim, seek her bequeath lingua again. Feeling for the number 1 time the joy of flesh against material body, overwhelmingly impatient to be inside her, Larry raised himself up onto his genu, slipped his stiff, bursting, rubber covered hardness far into Karen 's moist deepness and ejaculated quickly with a grunt of pleasure. Such was his overpower excitement at this initial and long-awaited penetration of his new collaborator 's indulgent and welcoming body.

Karen, enjoying the moment in her own way, did not climax, but was not totally thwarted ; after all, she was used to intercourse without orgasm. She moaned quietly throughout, lubricated freely, kept her thighs pressed tight against Larry 's waist. She savoured the loudness of this hard, curved, pulsating harmonium inside her puss as it spurted its semen into the condom, relished that she had been able-bodied to give pleasure to Larry with her body, enjoyed too, the weight of his physical structure afterwards, as he pressed down onto her, momentarily drained, panting hard into her mouth.

As his penis shrunk away and slipped out of Karenic 's pussycat, the semen filled condom barely intact, Larry was slightly embarrassed by his overhasty ejaculation, though Karenic said nothing on the matter, just holding him close affectionately, without speech production, savouring this moment of initial intimacy. He managed discreetly to dispose of the condom, duly knotted, and after a suitable moment of easiness, kissing and reciprocal caressing under the sheet, he found his erecting returning quickly enough. At the redress mo, he was able to reach for another condom without any more doubtfulness, and this second clock time, to luxuriate in the soft moistness of Karenic 's hot inner sanctum. Her pegleg hooked over his, pulling him into her, as though seeking to engage Larry 's penis into her womb. He slowed his footstep this time, allowing Karen to feel the intensity of his desire for her, pausing in his up-and-coming drive to snog her generous breasts, suck her hard teat for foresighted minute, then her lip, as he resumed his journey towards orgasm once Thomas More. Karen was carried along by Larry 's energetic tempo, skill and rhythm, felt something happening to her for the first time.

Minutes later, Karenic had her very first penetrative climax. endorsement after she came, Larry spurted a second load of seminal fluid into his condom, inside Karen 's soft, warm, welcoming dampness. She was taken by surprise by the speed with which the coming came over her, trembled and shook as the jerking of Larry 's throbbing penis increased the sensation of pleasance inside her climaxing vagina, gradually calming, until Larry 's callousness became effeminacy and he slipped away from her once again.

This time, Karenic held Larry much tighter to her tit, loving the smell and flavour of his strong, lose weight dead body, as they both breathed hard, impertinence to cheek. This was quite new for Karen, and she trembled with the joy of it, feeling the safe of Larry 's blazonry around her, his gentle heating and power.

They were not finished. They slept in each others'munition, and found each other again and again during the night. They were more than than a little loth to part on Sunday evening, after an intensely close dark and long day, during which they only left Karen 's bed to use the john or to eat, and only when hunger took over briefly.

Sex with Larry had been exceptionally good during those workweek after they became devotee, and they began to drop most weekends together, either at Karen 's home or Larry 's. When they were not shopping or strolling hand in handwriting in the commonwealth, they filled every waking hour with wantonness, discovering each others'bodies ; in Karenic 's case, a controlled abandon to the extent that she capable to loose into the kinship. She discovered that it was possible to attain very intense incisive sexual climax without having to contact for a charge card penis, a vibrating tube, and to share them with a caring pardner for the inaugural time, a totally new experience. For during her marriage to a self-centered man and a selfish lover, her only complete firing had been through backstairs and alone masturbation and fantasy.

Larry was a patient and heedful fan, and unhurriedly helped Karenic to reach heights of mania she had never felt before in her last, her one and only previous confidant relationship. Although he knew that she was using the contraceptive anovulatory drug, he was Thomas More than mindful as well that risk of disease still made Karen anxious. He was careful and considerate to use extra protection in the other sidereal day of their love, until Karen felt reassured and relaxed enough to provide skin against tegument in the most intimate orifice of her body, and have his seminal fluid into her. She did n't know if it was enjoy that she felt for Larry, but at the end of two month she was very well-fixed indeed in her relationship with him, and hoped that it would last. Her old tear of anxiety came upon her less often than before.

Karen 's rude inhibitions in affair of sex showed early on, though, and Larry realised that she was far from ready to look sharp into the more proscribed sphere of adult lovemaking. He was always affected role, and Karenic certainly appreciated his qualities of gentleness and understanding. For a yearn time, though, their sexual love was straight forward, in the dark or semi-dark and under the canvas ; always intense and ultimately satisfying, but Larry 's longer terminal figure, eminent desires were thwarted by Karen 's reluctance to experiment. He would throw liked to prompt forward in their involvement, to taste and share the more prohibit zones of the kingdom of the physical body, enjoy viva sex. But he had to measure his pace ; any pressure on such a reticent and potentially anxious fair sex as Karen could be fatal to their relationship at this other phase. Larry was already in honey, and would do nothing to scare Karen away at such a decisive stage of their relationship.

Now, things had taken a tour for the worse, and Larry could n't work out why.

When he suggested at the weekend that Karenic come over for a amatory dinner and institute her overnight bag, she started finding excuses not to go. And she no longer suggested they spend a cosy, amorous weekend at her home base either. Larry was confused, could observe no apparent logic in her sudden withdrawal method, especially since things had gone so well up to now. He had done nothing wrongly. Karen did n't establish signal that she wanted to bring the family relationship to an end, but at the same time was pulling back from it in odd ways. She was giving out conflicting signals.

Chapter Two - Karen alone :

Karenic found that it was not just sex with Larry that was difficult lately ; sex all alone began to disappoint Karenic too.

She felt a unassailable desire, sure. She would find it easy to start to lubricate, just watching a quixotic movie at home alone or reading a John Mill & Daniel Boone. Or after a late Nox Wednesday earpiece conversation with her lover, during which she relaxed and allowed Larry 's seductive language to excite her. As he whispered his longing, his adoration for her and describe how he loved to hold and kiss her breasts, nibble her swollen nipple, stroke her back and especially her nates, she would feel her face flush with selfish delight, the heat lift in her lumbus and her pussy begin to tingle.

For a few arcminute on the telephone, she forgot everything but the blurriness and the tingle of Larry 's part and his complex number caresses on her body, the mental images of his hard, curved penis and his slim, firm body.

session beside the phone table on her low ordure, legs akimbo, she would prove her hanker cotton night attire over her shank and push aside her panty. She would allow the finger of her dislodge hand to stroke over the lips of her trimmed purulent very lightly, not probing, just a preliminary to more serious attention later. For those few minutes she longed to have Larry 's rigid cock inside her body, to find it pushing and thrusting stiffly up towards her uterus in that exceptional way that now made her sexual climax so easily. Then to feel the hefty jerking of his rooster and the spurt of his seed, to know that he was squirting and draining his liquidness passion into her once again.

But later, after Larry 's verbal caresses had gone from her ear, when she got into the comforter of her bedroom, lay on her bed and started with her vibrating dildo - hoping and intending to bring herself off, to make up for what she had been missing with Larry through the puzzle out days, to publish some of this pent up passion - she once again started thinking about her problem. She realised that if Larry really was there, she would not be able right now to let him take over her dead body as they both would have liked. And somehow there was a perceptible diminution of those initial urges ; the tingling began to ebb away.

She would lie there on her back on her bed, night dress high up over her chest, panty off, legs wide, caput back on her pillow. middle closed, she would rub her clitoris with her fingers, roll her generous breasts, nip her expatiate nipples, feeling the urges begin to mount, then taking out her thick, flexible pink plastic vibrator from its personal draftsman, would begin to playact it around her sensitive pussy back talk. She would taunt her clitoris and vaginal opening for a while, anticipating the entry of this shaping peter. And then, the urge to orgasm would begin to recede almost as quickly as it had started, as she thought again and again about her problem.

On more than than one occasion like this, feeling almost desperate to try out that she still had the capacity to bring herself to a climactic meridian despite this nagging thing, she had persisted in her onanism for well over an hour. She added more lubricating jelly, rubbing and rubbing the end of the bendy plastic organ over her most raw pubic country, even thrusting the dildo in mystifying and intemperate and fast, hoping to stimulate her vagina by increasing the violence and rapidness of her military action. She pinched her mammilla harder ; she sought to a greater extent fantasies in her head, cried out Larry 's gens. But it did n't body of work ; the more she insisted, the worse it became. She had no culmination at the end, and her poor ill-treat kitty-cat was finally sore from the overweening friction. She would throw her dildo onto the floor in anger and sob herself to slumber, feeling frustrated and very gloomy for herself.

Karenic soon got desperate ; she knew she needed to see a doctor, and the Sooner the better. Her entire body was uncomfortable, day and night. She had severe stomach pain sensation intermittently, her sex animation was in suspension, she risked losing a man who had become dear to her. Something had to be done. And soon.

Chapter leash - Karen and Sandie :

Karen had been in this small town in the country just a few calendar month, and had made only one champion during this time apart from Larry. A younger missy she worked with, Sandra - Sandie McPherson, proved to be a sound, reliable friend to Karenic ; she helped Karen line up her way around her new job during the subsiding in period, and they discovered very soon that they enjoyed each other 's company. They began to drop metre together outside office hours, having a drink, or just relaxing at home to ascertain television, to listen to euphony and to chat. They talked a lot, shared their promise and dreaming, invented nutcase, unacceptable secret plan to bring about the fall of unpleasant workfellow, discussed affair of the pump to the academic degree that Karen felt able. Sandie was blond, shapely and sexy, and much more open in many means than her new friend, so Karen listened rather More than talked, but that suited her just fine, in persuasion of her timidity.

Sandie was single, having successfully ( as she put it ) already escaped the conjugal intentions of to a greater extent than one suer, and basically lived alone. But she had a high sex drive, and more than one fellow and sleeping partner. Karen did n't label her lesson at all, secretly envying the ease with which Sandie balanced her private life and working career, and how she floated openly between lovers without feeling the obligation to choose one or the other as a permanent regular in her spirit. What she did n't begrudge though, was the wellness peril that Sandie obviously took in her sexual promiscuity.

But despite these difference of opinion in their self-confidence levels and sexual attitudes, and their fundamental attitudes towards men, they got on exceptionally well. Karen admired openly Sandie 's optimism and authority, and Sandie cheered Karen up if she felt a trivial maudlin. She once tried to encourage Karen to take a 2nd lover, but for Karen one man was quite enough. More than enough, in the light of her flow condition.

One evening, Karenic finally asked Sandie about doctors. She did n't say outright what her need was, just that she ought to file with person, and wanted to build the rectify choice. Even with Sandie, she hesitated about revealing her intimate needs right then. Without hesitation, Sandie directed her to a certain Doctor Lorenzo. With a disgusting smile, she said : `` He 's the full, and what 's more, the best looking doctor for naut mi around. ``

Pressed for More entropy, Sandie laughed, center rolling, but gave no more away. `` You 'll see '' she grinned, scribbling the telephone number of a pad, and promptly changed the subject.

The next sunrise, breathing rapidly with anxiety, but realising more than than ever the importance of her need, Karenic finally picked up the telephone and dialled Doctor Lorenzo 's number. After explaining briefly, without detail, to the secretary that her problem was fairly urgent, the charitable woman immediately gave her a late appointment, for that Lapp evening, after working hours.

Chapter four - Karen and Doctor of the Church Lorenzo :

Karen was late arriving at the OR of Doctor Lorenzo that evening, adding somewhat to her already keyed up aroused state ; she had thought that she knew exactly where the address was in town, but finished by walking around several blocks before stumbling into the expectant innate oak door of the right-hand construction. At the entrance was a refine brass plaque : doc Marcel Lorenzo MD, superior general Practitioner.

18 minutes late for her designation, Karen ran breathlessly up a flight of stairs and split clumsily and panting into the Dr. 's receipt, where she found the doctor 's secretary, a plain stitch, frumpish middle-aged charwoman waiting for her. She had her pelage already on, tidying up her desk, and seemed none too pleased.

'' Ah, Mrs Shepard I presume. Doctor Lorenzo has just received another affected role in view of your absence seizure, so I 'll have to ask you to hold back over there. He should n't be too long. I must leave now that you 've arrived, but I 'll assure the doctor that you 're here waiting. ''

Still breathing hard, Karen thanked her and settled uneasily onto a straight, knockout

wooden hot seat on the contrary side of the room, smoothed down her skirt and fiddled nervously with her hair and the buttons of her blouse, to clean up herself up. After a brief interphone call to the doctor to announce Karen 's arrival, the secretary bid her good eve and left wing.

As the minutes slipped by, sitting there uncomfortably, Karen worried and worried more and more about the coming consultation ; she knew her anxiety would increase, and she would have difficulty finding the right words to explain and then discuss the detail of her predicament to this alien medico. Not many words were requirement in realty, but she knew she would probably flush and stammer in a way she would never done with her old, comrade 'uncle', Doctor Stroud. But now it was almost too late to grow and run ; she simply had to go through with this.

After a tense five more than minutes, there was a sudden click as the doorway leading to physician Lorenzo 's consulting room opened, causing a minor explosion of fear in Karen 's thorax ; out stepped a Danton True Young man, leaving the room access ajar. Smiling briefly in her direction, he left, and Karen waited again. A import later, she heard a flabby but very masculine voice inviting her to get along right in. Taking a deep breath, she stood up, and genu shaking, knocker thumping, she entered the inner sanctum sanctorum of the consulting room and finally came case to brass with doc Lorenzo.

Closing the door, she crossed the large room, to where physician Lorenzo was seated, writing in a leaflet. Placing the folder to one side, he looked up at her immediately, smiled broadly a doctor 's bedside manner grinning and stood, to offer his outstretched mitt.

His presence was immediately telling, thought Karen. Unlike her old intimate, Doctor Stroud, he was not wearing a clean total length laboratory coating, but a pale amobarbital sodium, shortstop sleeved tie-less shirt and pitch-dark trousers. Blue to match perfectly his heart, thought Karen, and grim to twin his pilus on his headland and on his forearms and the backs of his helping hand. The Italian blood was obvious. He was sun tanned, and Karen remarked, just as Sandie had indicated, that he was indeed a very freehanded man. Probably in his mediate forties, slim and elegant. And he had what could only be called : a winning smile.

Despite Karen 's anxiety, she felt a small leap of another kind in her breast, and the tiniest womanly pleasure from seeing this night haired man with very white teeth smiling before her. As she slipped her hand into that of Doctor Lorenzo, she felt his poise wring and another pleasant petite increment in her heartbeat. He invited her to sit down opposite him, on the other side of his all-embracing dark oak desk with red leather gusset. The desk was big enough to hold a phone, a mish-mash of files and a portable computer, which was undefended on the position. Karenic also noticed a picture frame, but it was turned away from her. Probably a family photo, she thought.

Karen sank hesitantly into a very prosperous, upright armchair of the same red leather, placed her pocketbook on the floor at her foundation and clasped her hands together on her lap. Her knuckles soon became white.

wait for the doctor to speak, she glanced around, noticing an examination lounge on one side of meat of the way, and a small basin on the other. There was what looked like a toilet cabinet behind her, to one side of the entranceway threshold. Light came in brightly from a eminent frosted glass window behind Doctor Lorenzo.

From Doctor Lorenzo 's spot of perspective, he was equally impressed by Karen 's entry into his private room, though after all his years of practising practice of medicine, outwardly he did n't usually show it.

He was quite used to having all variety of adult female before him, clothed and unclothed, but that had n't so far stopped him reacting to each new pretty one in the old fashioned way. He found Karenic very attractive indeed ; even though he had barely glanced at the physical body of her consistence underneath her crisp white blouse and brown skirt, he saw that it was not bad at all, with gallant breast which could n't be easily hidden, pushing at her buttoned front. And her face was pretty too, framed by short, keen, moody hairsbreadth. An added bonus. He allowed himself, therefore, the indulgence of a svelte twitching of his member and blood to run into his lower veins, looking forward to the first of all occasion he would be able to see his new affected role 's body unveiled - whenever that may be. Then he broke the thought sharply, to look down and open another wild blue yonder filing cabinet on the desk in figurehead of him. He found very little information inside, just Karen 's name, address and telephone number, and a line : `` ... new to country, recommended by Quaker, Sandra Aimee Semple McPherson ... ''

eyesight these few, but meaningful words, in an instant, Doctor Lorenzo smiled inwardly, and his member twitched again. He reminded himself that he had not seen Sandie for quite a piece, and maybe he should cry her, to prompt her that she ought to descend for her regular 'check-up'. He had always enjoyed examining Sandie. If she was too meddlesome, maybe he would call by her planetary house sometime, by arrangement, of course of study. If that suited her ...

'' Ah, we have n't seen you before. Newly arrived in the region ? How long have you been here, Mrs Shepard ? ``

Trying to consecrate the appearance of being calm, Karen explained briefly, in a slightly precarious voice, her Recent comer in the district, and doc Lorenzo asked one or two polite questions about her past biography and her oeuvre. He was happy, he said, to hold her on his list of affected role. He explained too that he would have to get details of her medical checkup story, and therefore needed to incur her data file from her previous doctor. Karen, still breathing unevenly, tried to answer the head in as slacken way as possible, but dreaded oceanic abyss inside the moment when Doctor Lorenzo would hand the point where it would be requirement to have it off why she had really come to see him.

As this moment drew nearer, Karen 's anxiety and heartbeat began to increase noticeably. She fidgeted.

And then, in a totally slack up, smiling way, Doctor Lorenzo looked into her heart and asked : `` Now then, Mrs Sam Shepard, what brings you here today ? How can I help you ? ``

This was it. Karen began to panic again. Breathing knockout, she opened her mouth and tried to speak. Recognising her hesitation, Doctor Lorenzo placed his elbows on his desk, clasped his mitt together in front of his mouthpiece, and waited patiently, still smiling. Then : `` Try to relax, Mrs Alan Shepard ; tell me in your own way what 's troubling you. I 'm here to help. ``

'' Well ... it 's ... a trivial ... delicate, doc Lorenzo. I ... it 's ... ''

nothing sensible was coming out, and Karenic 's scare could only get more intense, if she did n't witness a way to blurt out out her concern. She tried hard to centralise ; she had had mess of time - all day to plan what to say, but her logic had gone, and here she was, blathering again.

Finally : `` It 's a enquiry of ... toilet, Doctor. ``

'' Ah ! '' responded doc Lorenzo. `` I see, a dubiousness of toilet. I suspect that you mean you are suffering from a tear of constipation, is that it ? ''

It was out now, and with very few run-in exchanged.

Nodding, Karen smiled, embarrassed and flushed, feeling unfit than she had ever felt in her biography, even uncollectible than on the day when she started her menses for the first time and soaked her knee breeches, her clothes and her schooling seat with unexpected and terrifying adolescent menstrual leakings.

Doctor Lorenzo 's next few words were carefully measured to try and spend a penny Karenic begin to feel more than at ease and reassure her that he was there to help oneself her with medical subject. He explained, simply that constipation was a very common complaint, and there really was no need to find embarrassed about it. He was sure he could purpose her condition. What he did not say was that he was already thinking about the joy of examining Karenic naked or partly undressed, and the option of discourse, which he would also enjoy. His phallus twitched yet again and started to fill up quite seriously. Doctor Lorenzo enjoyed his work.

Unaware of what was happening inside Dr. Lorenzo 's pants under his desk, and taking deep breath, Karen began to settle a little better in her leather armchair, now that her confession was finally out. She did n't need to speak for a little while, as the grin, well-disposed doctor went on to explain, in a fairly pragmatical MD 's way, how stultification could rise for various reasons. He asked about her day by day and weekly diet, whether she ate a lot of vegetables and cereals, drank a lot of water system, took exercise. He told her also, that moving from one district to another, a change of weewee could be one of the case of constipation. And of course, anxiousness itself would n't avail. Karen nodded now and again, listing in some item what she had been habitually eat up and drinking.

They established that she had had very few acceptable visit to the potty in the last month. Whenever she had been moderately successful, whatever she had produced had been dry and abominable. She had suffered severe stomach aches for several days.

Then, questions came up about Karen 's sexual activities, and doctor Lorenzo explained how constipation could sometimes affect the ability to loose during sexual intercourse. Of course of instruction, Karen knew all about this from first script, but her shyness prevented her from going into particular about her family relationship with Larry and her masturbatory block. She just hinted that, yes, she had, in fact, experienced 'certain difficulty'in that area.

The Dr. seemed perfectly to understand Karen 's reluctance to say more than, measuring the emotional personality of his new and interesting affected role with his many years of medical experience. Now, recognising her reticence, it occurred to him that the pleasure of helping this jolly new patient could be even large than he had a first thought it might. Karen might even be the perfect patient for his trend of treatment, and he smiled inwardly, enjoying the sexual major power now flowing strongly through the veins in his penis.

Unaware of this invisible, increasing blood flow in her new Doctor of the Church 's nether regions, Karen began to unstrain. Her breathing slowed, the clunk in her titty lessened. She stopped wringing her deal together, and her own line began to flux back into her digit again.

'' Now, '' said Dr. Lorenzo finally, `` we understand basically what your problem is. What shall we do about it ? ``

Of course, apart from some sort of prescription drug, Karen had no thought, so she just fidgeted slightly and looked down at her clasped manus, the tension coming back briefly.

'' First, Mrs Shepard, I want you to try and relax. We will find the advantageously solvent
for you, do n't worry. That 's why we 're here, and you did absolutely the right thing in coming to see me. '' From his own peak of opinion especially, he thought.

'' Thank you ... I 'm trying to slack up, doctor, but I 've never had this ... form of ... job before, and frankly ... I 'm at a loss ... '' Karen sought more actor's line, but failed to articulate what she meant.

'' I understand perfectly, '' replied Dr. Lorenzo, `` it 's a very personal and intimate issue, and it 's perfectly natural that you would be embarrassed about it. But believe me, you 're not the only one to have experienced this uncomfortableness, and as a doc, I am well placed to hint one of several solutions available. ''

He seemed to reverberate for a moment or two, then : `` First, I should extend out a simple examination. Of your anus, Mrs Alan Shepard. Unfortunately my supporter, who is nurse and secretary, has left for the day, and normally it is preferable to give birth another female present. ``

He paused for a present moment, allowing Karenic to think about what he had said, then went on : `` If you 're not too care about being alone with me right now, I will be well-chosen to canvas you this eventide, rather than have you make another appointee and expect a while to fare back. We can get your problem solved quicker. Again, please do n't worry - I 'll be very gentle with you, and just a little intragroup exploration really is requirement to see what problem exist, before we can decide whatever solvent is appropriate for you. ``

Karen snapped out of her semi-relaxed state, and began trembling inwardly again. Only her new lover Larry had been anywhere near the intimate berth of her trunk since she had separated from her husband and no-one had ever touched her there, inside her anus. Not even her well-loved MD Stroud. Even when she was cleaning herself intimately, in the bathroom, she had never stuck her finger into that position. She did n't know if she could possibly appropriate this doctor she did n't make out yet to conduct the variety of intimate examination she began to conceive of.

Doctor Lorenzo, this charming, handsome and apparently experienced and kindly Doctor was talking about 'examining'her forbidden, personal and private nether neighborhood, and the unharmed estimation simply horrified Karen, almost frightened her to destruction - no matter how charming, smiling, giving and attractive he was.

Then reflecting in the shortest possible time uncommitted, Karen decided that his apparent kindness and his promise to be ennoble were encouraging. She knew also, that if she did n't go along with his proposals, she would be back at hearty one ; she would go on suffering a while longer, and would eventually have to retrovert. Or worse : she would have to go see another Doctor, who might not be as kind and gentle. Nor as handsome. Nor as charming.

Karen 's hesitation, almost inactiveness, gave the green visible radiation to MD Lorenzo, and he stood up and receive Karen to go over to a waist high, firm leather couch against a wall of his consulting elbow room, and to lie down on it, on a full phase of the moon length paper towel. But before lying down, he invited her to get hold of off her underwear, keeping on her blouse and skirt. He turned his back, and Karen, having no choice, but still trembling, reached quickly under her skirt, slipped down her unconvincing panty, folded it and placed it on a chair alongside, and finally climbed up onto the couch. Carefully re-arranging her doll to cover as near she could her upper legs and thighs, she lay back, placed her straits onto a soft pillow and gazed up at the ceiling.

Once the rustle of the paper indicated to Doctor Lorenzo that she was lying down and comfortable, he turned back towards Karen and smiled again, reassuringly, as he put on a duet of very ok, colourless latex baseball glove.

Stretched out like that, staring at the wall, Karen felt all at once totally vulnerable, but nevertheless set up to give herself up at last to whatever the doctor decided was necessary. She just wanted to get this test over, pulling on her panty and run away from him as fast as potential, clutching what she hoped would be a lifesaving medical prescription. Then Doctor Lorenzo, speaking softly, suggested that for this exam she might be better turned away from him, onto her left side of meat, and waited as she shuffled again into that position. He was really looking forward to seeing underneath that embrown line skirt of Karen's.

There was a moment 's pause, and then : `` I 'll just cabbage up your skirt, Mrs Shepard. ''. Now on her left wing slope, and feeling poise, pleasant air on her cheek, thighs and legs, she heard him say : `` Please crouch up your rightfulness leg up to your bureau, keeping your left wing leg straightaway. Relax, this will only bring a few hour ... ... it will be over before you know it. ``

Dr. Lorenzo 's eyes fell upon the wan womanishness of Karen 's naked prat and thighs for the first prison term. He was certainly impressed. His penis was fully laborious in an flash. His eye opened wider in secret delight. Here we go again, he thought.

'' starting time, I 'll just rub a minuscule sterilised lubricant between your tail end around the entrance to your anus, to facilitate the penetration of my finger. Is this the beginning meter you 've had such an examination ? ``

Hearing a phone of ratification, he went on : `` I 'll be as gentle as potential ... .I do n't think you 'll find it too uncomfortable ... .. just a minuscule ... ..strange the outset time, but not painful. Some people even find it ... ..pleasant ... ..stimulating. ''

This have doc knew that he was already finding it stimulating ; his phallus was now very hard indeed, and was pushing at the front of his knickers. Luckily, there was no tenting visible, due to the common constrictions of his underpants, but he was enjoying the exhilaration so far, the clash of the end of his cock against silk, and he relished the next few minutes to make out. It was an examination he had done a M times, and he had never failed to bask this totally cozy exploration and digital encroachment of the distaff body. In short, he was an ass man, and loved his work.

Karen, however, was now in turmoil. She had never wanted anyone, ever, to touch on her delicate little anus, and in recent days she had felt such an ongoing discomfort, a acute irritation there, due to her cause to go to evacuate her bowels. Now, this man was going to penetrate her touchy little bud with his finger ! Her ventilation was getting more and more rapid as she waited, bum and thigh exposed to the clean air of Doctor Lorenzo 's consulting room, and what 's more than, totally exposed to his uninhibited gaze.

She did n't cognize the effect that this sight had already on the Doctor 's genitals.

There was not long for Karenic to expect. She felt the light-headed of a touch of rubber-base paint covered palm and fingers on one of her bum impertinence, a credit crunch, pulling it to one incline. Then, almost immediately a cool, slippery substance being spread by a fingerbreadth, then various fingers, onto the area around the tiny trap of her anus.

It was so assuage, and not at all unpleasant, muse Karen. Her earlier terror receded momentarily. It was sort of like a light fingered, gooey massage, she thought. This preparation went on for a few longsighted moments, and then she heard physician Lorenzo say : `` May I remark, Mrs Shepard that you certainly have a very pretty backside ''.

Karenic 's heart leapt in her dresser. She did n't know whether to be offended at this very personal remark, from a medico whom she did n't even know, and who surely, surely should n't be saying such things to a patient he did n't bang either. Or whether to be flattered. Or whether to imagine he was saying it to distract her from the intimacy of the interrogation she was undergoing for the very first time, as part of his medical technique, to lighten the state of affairs somewhat. She blushed, said nothing, and waited.

Then : `` Mmmmm ... very pretty indeed. thigh too ... ''

At the very Saame instant, she felt the pressure of something, a digit, she knew it was for sure, against her midget anal opening. She felt herself tense up. The light pressure stayed there whilst Doctor Lorenzo said : `` Now you will palpate my fingerbreadth pushing very gently, Mrs Shepard. When you feel it adjure harder, try to relax your anal muscles, I shall be about to riddle your pretty little anus ; if you feel any nuisance or even discomfort, just say so immediately, and I 'll hesitate to allow you to get used to it, alright ? ``

'' Alright ... doctor '' replied Karen, breathlessly, and waited, dreading this totally unwished, but predicted, and now inevitable, unavoidable penetration of her most hugger-mugger orifice.

The pressure of Doctor Lorenzo 's rubber-base paint covered finger increased, felt sharp against Karenic 's small crumple hole, then she felt a sharper, uncomfortable maven as the finger, this strange object, met the initial resistance of her anal retentive tintinnabulation. She wanted to stop it, push away the invader. A second 's hesitation, more pressure level, then his digit slid in, just a cm, no more. Karenic gasped out loud.

'' Alright Mrs Sam Shepard ? '' said medico Lorenzo ? `` Does that suffer ? ``

Nnnn ... nnno, not really '' replied Karenic shakily, though it was slightly uncomfortable, and the very unusual feeling, to bear a man 's finger's breadth, even the very tip, inside her anus for the very first time. She breathed deeply and tried to relax.

Doctor Lorenzo held his fingerbreadth just inside her bum hole for a piece, allowing Karen to get used to this foreign occupation of her interior sanctum. Then, aided by the lubricating jelly, the invader began to slide recondite, very gently and very slowly, only a one-half a centimetre at a time. Soon, Karen had the picture that her altogether anus was filled by something as vast as a Cucumis sativus. She held her breath. She could n't decide yet whether it was really painful or not, only that she felt totally filled up, and that she had a firm urge to reject this hard object by contracting her anal muscles.

Doctor Lorenzo meanwhile, standing over Karenic and gazing at her lovely tail end, his fingerbreadth planted just inside her ass, was having a truly with child clock time. His pecker was hard as a rock, and twitching violently inside his pants. He wanted to wrench it out of his habiliment and do something with it. But that would not be not proper ; he was a doctor and was required to behave to a certain codification of moral philosophy, after all. So for the moment, with his unblock mitt he just re-arranged his cock inside his silk berth, so that it was pointing up towards his belly, the bulbous tip now freer to expand and throb inside his pants.

Karen felt the invader Begin to retire. Then it stopped, paused and advanced again, perceptibly back inside her anus. This fourth dimension, Karen tried not to jib, tried to make relaxed and allow the enemy to pressure its way into her. This fourth dimension, physician Lorenzo 's fingerbreadth slid in easier, and a petty further. He smiled delightedly in his own private domain of sexual pleasure, but Karenic could n't see his fount. She knew goose egg of his cerebral and sexual exhilaration, of his straining erection.

Karen waited, tried to relax, not an easy thing to do at this trice. The digit pulled back again, then thrust forward, a little quicker. Karenic managed to relax a petite bit. The sensation now was not really afflictive inside her anus ; it was no longer uncomfortable ; in fact, it was almost as doctor Lorenzo had said - almost pleasant.

The forage finger's breadth moved again, as though twisting inside her anus, pulled back, pushed in, up to the doctor 's secondly knuckle, then to the limit of his finger length, encountered a blockage. Karen 's ventilation changed, from a previously anxious musical rhythm, to what she thought and feared was becoming a slightly excited reaction in her chest. And in her lower body too.

She allowed herself to imagine, somehow, that this was no tenacious a truly health check examination, but an act of foreplay that she was experiencing. The glib insight of Dr. Lorenzo 's digit had taken on a regular and persistent cadence, and as the seconds passed, she no longer had that impulse to repel the invader. Her anal heftiness relaxed almost fully, and she began to welcome each gentle, loving jabbing of his finger. Wyrd, even surreal as this experience seemed to her, she began to finally understand how a woman could allow a man 's member inside her almost hush-hush trap, and revel being sodomised like this by a lover.

Something else : Karenic was now more and more aware that there was a tingling in her vagina, the beginning of genuine intimate excitement. Her pussy felt very quick and moist, and she began to concern about the possibility of her dear juices starting to run visibly out of her pussy rim, if this continued much longer. She could n't stop her sass opening and emitting a delicate suspiration, which became almost a breathy moan. This moan did not elude physician Lorenzo 's spike, nor did he miss the distinct trembling in Karen 's take down body as he thrust his finger back and forth into her pretty little ass. As ever, he was enjoying his work as a medical practitioner. His tool strained at his clothing, shake voiceless and pulsing. Now he began to feel the early on motivation release for release, wanted to feel the cool air on his stopcock, and then more.

Doctor Lorenzo 's voice reached Karen 's ears, despite her partial derivative mental absence from the reality of the consulting way : `` Are you alright there, Mrs Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr. ? '' Am I hurting you ? Nearly finished ... I think I 've almost assessed the nature of the block in your sugared fiddling bum. ``

Karenic managed to say quietly `` No, doctor, I 'm amercement. ''

And then the doc 's finger receded for the last time ; there was a small wet popping noise as it left the holiness of her anal porta. Karen suddenly felt a mavin of loss. She wanted to cry out `` Do n't go, keep your finger in me ! ``

But her shyness found its way back into her subconscious, and then into her
upper conscious thoughts, as she realised how far she 'd gone emotionally during this once feared examination. Flushed with excitement, her vagina now throbbing and even wetter, she waited for Doctor Lorenzo 's next words.

She felt what she imagined to be a tarriance, latex-gloved caress of both buttocks, then the barbed virtuoso of paper towels being rubbed gently and efficiently all around her anus and buttocks, as the Doctor cleaned her up.

'' There. You can replace your step-in now, Mrs Shepard. Your pretty lilliputian bum is all pick and shiny again. If my niggling examination has brought on a pauperization to go to the gutter, sense relinquish to use the water closet over there. And when you 're ready we 'll discuss what to do next. ``

Standing up, pulling on her scanty and looking over at Doctor Lorenzo 's wide back and articulatio humeri as he turned away, Karen was now anything but relaxed. Her old anxiety was returning, as she reflected on the almost scandalous way she had just abandoned herself to this examination, how she had ultimately enjoyed this wholly experience to the extent that her pussycat was sopping wet and she was actually highly sexually excited, against all her natural inclining and initial veneration.

The actual penetration of her physical structure had proved to be much less of an ordeal than she had first imagined it would be, had finally become a joy of a variety she could not have imagined before. Her idea accelerated, turned to her lover ; she imagined that if Larry had been there right for her at that instant, she would have dragged him close to her, ripped open his trousers, grabbed and caressed his familiar rigorousness, hastening to feel his hard prick inside her, movement or back, she would n't like. She would have done everything with him, raced to a mutual orgasm as quickly as potential.

She sat back down in the plush leather chair, and Dr. Lorenzo 's voice once again brought her back to reality : `` Now ... we need to contend with this ... stoppage of yours, Mrs Alan Shepard. In view of the time that has passed since your ... trouble started ... a speedy solvent is advisable. There are what we might telephone 'small enemas'available at the pharmacy. These are very neat and easy to use, and you can administer them yourself quite simply at home, in amount concealment ; they are often sufficiently good, in many typesetter's case of impairment, to prompt an evacuation of the bowels. ''

Karen nodded, felt her nerve colour up again. Her pantie had become muffle between her thighs, her pussy was still tingling ad leaking ; her breathing pace was still senior high, but she concentrated on what the Doctor of the Church was saying.

'' However, I suspect that in your case, those mini-enemas might not really be good enough, and not quickly enough. You really ask something ... much more square ... more volume, if you follow my meaning. ``

Karen just nodded again, not really following his significance, but recognising that there was some sorting of lifesaving substitute lurking in Doctor Lorenzo 's mind. Her centre was fluttering now with breathless anticipation.

'' Once again, in gild to possess speedy relief from your ... blockage this evening, you must place your personal self-assurance in me to express out a entire enema. Of form, we wo n't deliver the help or presence of my assistant. But I can assure you that it 's a fairly straight forward routine, so we 'll contend well enough. And of course, I can assure you that the whole thing will be quite painless, even agreeable for you. Especially afterwards. ``

A entire enema ! A to the full enema ! Karen 's eyes opened wide, and the doctor realised her reaction of concern immediately, saw her boot, shiver, fidget.

Be brave, Mrs Shepard. It will only take a short meter, and you will be able to go home this even entirely relieved of your blockage and feeling a whole lot sound than you did before you arrived here earlier. ``

physician Lorenzo was proud of his ability to remain calm and 'professional'in nominal head of this faint woman with the pretty face and perfect ass. He was enjoying himself more than he had for a long metre ; since Sandie McPherson 's last visit in fact.

A pause, allowing Karen to get together her persuasion, then : `` Agreed ? Shall we try it ? ''

Another pause, `` full, then let 's go back to the couch and start where we left off. ``

The words 'start where we left off'made Karen 's affection thump again, but not completely out of veneration this time. The previous five minute had been so good that she thought about the clyster with anticipated joy, even though she did n't really screw what it entailed yet.

'' Alright '' began Dr. Lorenzo, turning his back momentarily. `` take away off your panty again and lie down as before, please. '' His statement was now firm. He was in More of a hurriedness to get to the succeeding stage of Karenic 's treatment.

Karen did as instructed, slipping off her panty, placing it on the same chairperson, and lay down on the leather couch on her go away side, as before, bending up her right leg towards her bureau. She heard the smack of latex gloves being donned, and then for what seemed a few minutes, some rustling haphazardness around the consulting room.

There was the running of water, as though the medico was filling a bottle or jug from a tap. She began the process of trying to relax again whilst all this was taking stead, breathing deeply and evenly, staring at the consulting elbow room wall behind the couch. Then she saw out of the corner of her eye Doctor Lorenzo appear at the posterior end of the couch, wheeling a magniloquent 'T'regulate metal stand, with a declamatory, liquid filled pliant bag hanging on it. A plastic pipe about half a metre long, trailing from the bag, had a piffling stop tap at the top and a small honker at the butt end.

'' This is all we need to administer your enema, Mrs Shepard. Do n't be alarmed by what you see. The answer in the bag is simply affectionate water and soap, by the way, for your ease. The most effective answer for enema is normally coffee and warm water, but for now, soap and water system will possess to do. '' He stopped in his tracks. `` I wonder ... ''

His vocalization trailed off as he moved around the lounge, appeared to be pondering something, then : `` Perhaps you would be undecomposed ... more comfortable ... on your rear for this ... yes, I think so. ``

Karenic rolled over, repositioned herself with just a little hesitation. Once on her back, she felt the softness of a pillow pressed against her raw behind. She lifted her buttocks automatically, allowing the pillow to sneak underneath, thus raising her pussy and her anal retentive opening a few centimetres clear of the lounge. She looked up to see doctor Lorenzo smile, as though to himself, then say softly : `` Even though I shall be missing the opportunity to gaze upon your perfect buttocks this time. ''

Karen blushed deeply, smiled, decided it was this doctor 's bedside manner again, his exceptional way to assist her relax. Not knowing what to reply, and in any case no longer afraid like before, she said nothing ; she waited for promote instructions, gist beating delightfully fast.

'' Good, now raise up your knees towards your chest please. Like that, yes. ``

Looking now at the ceiling, Karenic raised her knee joint up towards her thorax, her dame falling back over her waist. She pressed her knees together timidly, very aware that even so, the doctor would be treated to an unrestricted perspective down below of her neatly trimmed loins, her labia, vagina and all. She gripped the sides of the couch.

tone newly and perversely exposed, Karen placed her feet plane on the paper towel covered couch and allowed her headspring to unstrain back onto the pillow. But her ventilation would not slow down, her breast would not stop clunk ; she anticipated excitedly the coming transactions, not really knowing exactly how this enema experience would feel. She was going into the unknown.

Right now, however, Karen seemed to be feeling none of that fear she had experienced at the outset, and dared admit to herself that she was in an odd, even half shameful sort of way, looking forward to renewing some of the sense experience she had earlier love inside her anus, if that was what an enema was. Her hot kitty-cat had not at all stopped tingling and lubricating throughout the time that physician Lorenzo had been pre-occupied with his preparations, and in any other private and convenient circumstance she would already be forcefully rubbing her button towards climax, with or without dildo. It would bear to look, she thought, but as soon as she got home, she would be able to take care to her growing needs. And perhaps this time, she would get that long overdue fulfilment, if the Dr. succeeded in ridding her of this blockage.

As Doctor Lorenzo moved back to the end of the couch, leaned over and, from between her knee, looked into Karen 's eyes, he took hold of the end of the enema tubing in one manus and pulled it around and down towards her knees, as though testing the length and distance from her anus. Instinctively, Karen opened her knees, knowing what was to come. The medico held her eyes for a second or two, then as though drawn by magnets, his sorry centre dropped down to her crotch. His eyebrow raised up ; it seemed he could n't terminate himself saying : `` Mmm Mrs Alan Shepard, you have not only a pretty bum, I see. ``

Blushing, but now too far gone into this experience to worry about the ethics of her doctor, Karen thought mostly about her tingly, dripping pussy and the renewed incursion of her anus bound to come. His weight down personal comment served only to encourage this clamorous wizard of intimate titillation she was feeling, and Karen ventured to look at Doctor Lorenzo in a more capable way. She began to imagine him as a sexual spouse, wondered how he would be underneath his black trousers. As he busied himself with adjusting the bag and point of view, she even dared glance down to his crotch. Was that a bulge down there ?

She had felt his touch, but only through rubber-base paint gloves ; now she began to fantasise about his bare, scrubbed doctor 's hired man on her ass and thighs, his professional sense of touch becoming caresses in her imagination. She began to imagine how that cock would look if he released it from his pants, wondered if it was long, or midst. If it was curved, like Larry 's. The succus continued to flow down below and Karen felt very good indeed, as she lay back on the couch, waiting for this now welcome intrusion of her puckered, slightly enlarged anal retentive opening.

Gazing uninhibitedly at Karen 's vagina, it was impossible not to see that her pussy lips were swollen, moist, even dripping wet, and Doctor of the Church Lorenzo knew from many years of experience that his examen earlier had had a totally predictable 'certain core'on his patient. His cock was still pulsing strongly and his grim oculus gleamed, though Karen 's saw none of this ; her head was now back on the pillow, and she was looking up relaxed, at the consulting room ceiling again.

A whisper of latex again, and there was that familiar touch of cool slippery lube being spread around the slit of her bare inner seat and anus by caressing fingers. Karen began to breathe a fraction heavier, not in anxiety now, but in totally unlawful pleasure. Those amazingly expert, experienced doctor 's fingerbreadth moved so lightly, so erotically around her rosebud. It seemed to go on and on, her vaginal excitement increasing by the second. She wanted to reach for her vibrator and dip it tough into her juice dripping pussy. Or grab Larry and assault him. Or grab the Doctor of the Church and pull him down onto her - anything. Such was the elation, the passion rising in her body.

Suddenly, Karen felt something touch her clitoris. It must have been, surely must birth been, an accident. Her lower physical structure jumped as a acutely surge of delight went through her, a mini-orgasm. Letting out a breathy gasp, her head teacher came up from the pillow, to look straight into Dr. Lorenzo 's smiling blue oculus, his brows slightly furrowed.

'' Oh, excuse me '' said the physician, and stopped spreading the lube for a instant. `` Sorry if that injury. ``

Doctor Lorenzo knew exactly what he had done. He knew precisely what this middling new patient with a sopping pussy and a bedaze ass needed, and he knew what he needed too.

'' N ... no '' gasped Karen. `` It 's alright ... it just took me by surprisal. It did n't offend ... I just was n't expecting it. ``

'' I did n't hurt you ? Oh good ... I 'm really glad about that ... perhaps it was pleasant even ? ''

'' Uhuh ... yes, pleasant ... I was n't expecting it, that 's all, '' breathed Karen.

Her psyche went back onto the pillow again, and she relaxed into the feel of the cool slippery lube and Doctor Lorenzo 's experienced fingerbreadth slipping and smoothing over and around her now ultra-sensitive anal retentive zone, until at end, at long last, what Karen had been waiting for : his strict finger's breadth pressed against her tiny back passage once again, paused for a moment and slipped, this fourth dimension more easily into her enigma hole. cloud nine, thought Karen, loving the paying back of this once venerate encroachment of her anus.

Immediately, her anal muscles relaxed without her having to retrieve about it, and she waited for those touchy, rhythmic finger-thrusts into her welcoming pickle. Her turmoil began to mount again, almost back to its former grade ; her secernment began to flow and she just knew that the report towel would soon be flooded with her confidant juice. She was beyond caring. She wanted it to go on and on.

Doctor of the Church Lorenzo, meanwhile, was having fun too, enjoying the feel of his fixed tumescence inside his pants, the silk slickness caressing his balls, enjoying the liberties of liaison he was taking with this mythological female ass and kitty-cat, totally opened up to his gaze and his penetrating fingerbreadth. He too was leaking intimate juices from the end of his aching cock. Something would have to be done about that. And soon.

Then Karen was mindful that the finger stopped moving, then slipped out with the same sloppy plop audio as before. She looked up again, to see doc Lorenzo reaching for the end of the clyster thermionic vacuum tube. Pulling it again towards and between her knee joint, then down in towards her crotch. He held it there for a instant, as he explained the next steps.

'' Your sweet lilliputian ... pretty piffling ass ... is now very nicely lubricated once more, Mrs Sam Shepard ... I shall introduce the minuscule nozzle on the end of the electron tube very gently, so as to cause you the lower limit of soreness, then insert it further before allowing the liquid state in this bag to flow down into your anus. You will bear noted that the nozzle is somewhat smaller than my finger, so it should n't be any defective a sensory faculty than before. Are you ready ? ``

Karen nodded ; oh yes, she was more than ready for the unsung experience of her first enema, and allowed her straits to relax back once more onto the flaccid pillow. She wanted to feel this, prize every aspect of this sense experience, not necessarily to look, but to feel, and much more importantly enjoy.

Was that a digit again touching her small brown cakehole ? One of her bum cheeks was pressed to one side by latex covered, firm but patrician fingers. A second gear 's hesitation, and she felt a diminutive nudge of the nozzle end beginning to penetrate her ass. It was belittled than the medico 's digit, somehow penetrating, not so agreeable. But once the schnoz was in, it felt better. But now that oh so easygoing mavin of caressing finger was missing. Karenic could n't help experience just a bit disappointed, somehow deprived of something special, though the point of her excitement did n't diminish one iota.

Doctor Lorenzo : `` Now, I shall open this little valve and allow the liquidness to hang into your anus. You should give a warm, not unpleasant sensation of limpid filling your bowels for a patch. In due course, if you should feel cramp iron at any moment, you must severalize me flat away. Otherwise, we 'll just let the bag empty itself into you ; it should only bring a few minutes. Once that 's done, you will soon have a strong itch to go to the crapper, but try to hold back as long as possible. When it gets impossible to hold back, state me and I 'll help oneself you to the console. ``

Karenic listened to all of this and nodded to support that she had understood the procedure, relaxed and waited, head back, totally compliant, totally and erotically well-off in her mind and body.

Very soon, there was a toothsome awareness of warm flowing limpid inside her ass, gurgling and and swirling up to Karenic 's innards, just as Doctor Lorenzo had predicted. It was terrific, thought Karen, almost refusing to believe how such a routine, intended to heal an embarrassing health trouble, could be so fleshly and sexually stimulating at the same time. Her slit tingled even more. She had the picture her cunt mouth were wide-cut open and swollen and leaking her juice everywhere ; and the knowledge that the doctor had a to the full view of her hasten genital organ excited her even more. She knew that if she had been alone and able to just rub her clit a piffling with her plastic toy, she would stimulate exploded into orgasm in very short time. At that instant, Karenic Shepard was more than halfway to paradise.

Doctor Lorenzo was excited also. He too wanted to rub himself to climax inside his bloomers. Or respectable, fish out his swollen, strict shaft and thrust it into the delightfully open and dripping wet slit of his newest and prettiest patient, Karen Shepard. He kept himself under control, it was his job. A job he loved.

And Karen did n't block that doc Lorenzo was there ; he became the object of her desires now. This excitement in her twat reminded her how much skilful everything would be if she could bear her love box filled right now with Larry 's surd, plastered and throbbing cock. But the entirely cock anywhere near was that of the doctor, and she wanted very badly to see it, match it, have it rammed inside her vagina, poke up to fulfill her other opening whilst this affectionate feeling swirled around inside her anus and bowels. She focused on this, as her sexual agitation mounted.

Then suddenly the spasm came. She cried out in sore soreness, and the Doctor of the Church knew straight away what was wrong.

'' Hold on, Mrs Shepard, it 's muscle spasm ... .relax as much as you can, do n't move. ``

With that, he lifted her skirt higher over her waist, began to rub her belly very gently with his lubricated latex paint gloved hands, round and round of golf, up and down, pressing lightly now and again. Karenic thought how nice that was, and despite the bother, thought how much dependable it ought to be without the boxing glove. It was as though the physician had read her mind. She heard the snap of latex, knowing that he had ripped the gloves off, then felt his warm hands back on her belly, moist with lube. He rubbed gently in rope, he smoothed her belly shape, he caressed. Karen forgot about the muscle spasm pain, relaxed into the marvellous feel of the firm hands of her new, darkness, handsome, sensual doctor.

The cramps went away slowly, leaving only the gentle and agreeable swirling of warm liquid inside her gut. Doctor Lorenzo carried on his succor to Karenic 's belly, enjoying his force. Karen carried on enjoying the caresses, the lovesome liquid from the enema still running down the tube into her body.

Doctor Lorenzo was enjoying too his caresses on Karen 's belly, as he looked closely at her neatly trimmed sex and labia, reddened, open and leaking profusely her pre-orgasmic juices onto the newspaper towell. He imagined how it would be rip off the rest of Karenic 's wearable, commit his body close up up between her raised candid second joint, ram his ruggedness inside her and pump his urgent originative fluid violently into her vagina. He could n't do that, but he knew what he was going to do next.

Perceptibly, Karenic 's inflammation began to make even Thomas More, as doc Lorenzo 's caresses moved just a lilliputian depleted, towards her finish cropped pubic area. Each time one of his hands went up and round, it descended a little lower, until she was aching for his hand to proceed its journey to her swollen, dripping pussy sass. She now wanted those fingerbreadth on her clitoris, to rub her to her first climax in respective workweek, such was the intensity of her build-up. She was ready to come, and come hard. She just needed someone to touch the gun trigger and she would go off like a bomb, she just knew it.

doc Lorenzo knew this too ; he was an experienced practitioner, but a man first. He knew all the signaling of a char close to orgasm : the heavy breathing, the lift and fall of her heaving breasts under her blouse, which he had n't yet seen or touched. The movements of Karenic 's belly, lower berth trunk and thighs. No run-in were necessary. The palm of one hand slid down onto her speed thigh, then flip first into the shadower of Karen 's thighs and pressed against the gap of her kitty-cat, rubbed lightly at first-class honours degree on her cunt lips, then up and onto her clitoris. His early hand carried on soothing her belly. He moved around the couch to her side. Pressing his lower body forward towards the couch, his cloth covered stiffness came into delicious contact with the bare softness of Karenic 's outer raised thigh. Twisting his paw so that his thenar was covering her now swollen clit, he crooked his finger and in an instant it had breached her hot twat lips and was inside her.

Karenic exploded. Nothing else was needed. She felt the pressure of something heavy against her second joint, but this lovely, lovely doctor 's finger inside her hot moistness and his palm pressing on her clit were all that were necessary to bring her over the edge, to shuddering pleasure. She convulsed, shake violently as she came, gasped, cried out something, she did n't know what. eye closed, her principal thumped, her rose hip raised themselves off the couch and quaked ; as her hips dropped, she felt the sharp nudge of the enema nozzle inside her ass. She pressed down hard, as though to force the nozzle even abstruse, amplifying the surge of pleasure. Her back arched, pushing out her heaving breasts against her crisp white-hot blouse and she kept on coming and coming. She lost count of the orgasmic contraction in her cunt.

MD Lorenzo was ecstatic ; now blatantly humping his hard, itching cock against Karen 's second joint, he was ravaging her sopping cunt with his finger and stroking her belly, his eyed glued to this Delicious point where his digit was penetrating her eubstance, feeling the soft frame inside her vagina, the point where his medallion pressed down on her enlarged clit. As Karenic 's chest heaved, his eyes scanned the stunning fullness of her erect nipples outlined through her blouse. He longed to rip open that blouse and suck them hard into his mouth, bite into her flesh.

The quaking went on and on throughout Karen 's body, and Doctor Lorenzo 's fingerbreadth moved more forcefully inside her, squishing, bending back and forth to eke the last shudder out of her orgasm.

Karen had come faster, harder and more completely than she could think it ever happening before.

Doctor Lorenzo wanted to come with Karen. He was on the edge too, feeling the friction of the compliant softness of her second joint against his turgid cock, longing to share this treasured present moment of usurious pleasure that he knew Karen was enjoying right then. He wanted the same release, to feel his seed spitting out into the man, or inscrutable into Karen 's body, from his sperm-full balls and his strict tool, but he knew he would have to hold back a while.

As the intensity of her coming began to retreat and her cheap gasping slowed down, Karen perceived a different kind of feeling. A sudden but certain build up of liquid pressure in her tum and anus made her panic again. She clenched her ass muscles. She needed a toilet, and fast !

She opened her eyes full, looked up to the stand with the dangling bag. The honker of the enema was still in her ass, but the bag was hollow of its soapy liquid. She thought she was going explode, in a different good sense of the Holy Writ ; her mind and her ass and the rest of her breathless, shaking dead body were in point ten panic state.

Doctor Lorenzo saw at once her of fear, recognised her prompt motivation. Despite being himself very close to drenching his silk moorage with a much needed ejaculation against Karenic 's thigh, he snapped into pressing medical exam practitioner action. His own pleasure had to wait a while. He slipped his finger out of Karen 's vagina, gave a last caress of finger's breadth to her pussy sassing. He eased the pressure of his phallus against Karenic 's leg, reached around to sneak the nozzle of the enema out of her anus. Karen felt moist pip, tiny mite of regret as first Doctor Lorenzo 's finger abandoned her, then as the snoot slipped out of her rosebud. But there was something much more authoritative going on right now. She was fix to evacuate, and how !

physician Lorenzo took Karen by her speed subdivision, firmly but gently pulling her into a sitting spatial relation. Their eye met for the number one time in various instant, sparkling, but there was professional concern in those of physician Lorenzo. No words were spoken. Karenic looked down, smoothing her dame down over her thighs, belatedly and uselessly covering her modesty. She was still panting from the coming she had just enjoyed, and her face was flushed and slightly contorted with the sweat of ego ascendancy ; she was terrified of having a very unpleasant, messy fortuity right there in the consulting way. So totally preoccupied had she been with the amazing delight generated by the enema and Doctor Lorenzo 's soothing, caressing hands that she had been taken quite by surprise at the sudden tiptop of pressure in her innards.

The doctor led her, clenching her ass muscles, quickly towards the lavatory cabinet. He pushed the door inwards and stepped aside to enable Karen to rush in and cast her bum buttock onto the cold toilet tail, gathering her doll around her waist - just as the insistence became too much to hold back. He switched on the luminousness and closed the doorway without a word.

Karen, now a slight breathless again as a resultant role of the sprint from couch to toilet locker, relaxed her anal muscles completely, and let it all go.

The stand-in was almost beyond her immediate comprehension. After all those hebdomad of tension and loser to assuage the painful need to empty her bowels, it simply poured out of her. head back, she sighed and sighed and just let it rave into the closet pot, for what seemed like respective minutes. Then as the pressure reduced and the spewing slowed down, she twisted around and pressed on the button of the water closet cistern. As the weewee gushed into the pot with almost as much volume as her insides had just spewed Forth River, she clenched and unclenched her anal muscles, as though to try and coerce more to exit, to ensure that her entrails were fully evacuated again, at long finis. As she did that, a bantam orgasm twitched inside her vagina, causing her to jump, surprised inwardly at the sudden, delightful return of the momentarily forgotten pleasure in her pussy.

She sighed again, and as her respiration began to slow back to normal, paused to substantiate the enormity of what had just happened in the privacy of Doctor Lorenzo 's consulting room.

Was it all a ambition ? Had she really gone there today, against her will but expecting a wide-eyed prescription drug remediation ? And had she really ended up, not only undergoing an anal interrogatory for the very first off meter - and by a stranger - but also submitting herself deliriously to a broad enema conducted by her new, carnal medico ? And had all this eventually led her to a auction pitch of intimate excitement quite unknown region in her previous spirit, brought on by the clyster and the manual attentions of this Lapp physician ?

Her head was spinning. As she took a wad of toilette newspaper publisher and began to clean herself up, she began to think about what she should say when she left the cabinet, when she had to confront this adorable doctor again. She flushed the cistern one hold out time, finally stood up and in doing so, realised she had left her step-in on the chair by the lounge. Quick pulsation of the fondness again, she pulled down and smoothed her skirt.

Head clearing, worry about her cleanliness, she went to the small dry wash pipe bowl in the cabinet, and as effective she could, washed her hands with soap and water, her ass and thighs the same. When this was done, she scrubbed her hands once more than and started on her vaginal area, lingering a while over her pussy lips, enjoying the gentle stimulus as she rubbed max and then water over her genital lips.

Doctor Lorenzo 's well-favoured brass and technical workforce, that absolutely sure gibbousness in his pants, its friction against her thigh and the memory of his pin-up caresses were uppermost in Karen 's mind as she rubbed her pussy sassing lightly at first, then more firmly, thinking even now of a arcsecond climax.

Meanwhile, during these few arcminute of long delinquent bowel relief for Karen, Doctor Lorenzo was masturbating furiously following door, working himself up to his very own, selfish, long overdue embossment.

The respectable Doctor Lorenzo was sitting behind his wide oak desk, his chair pushed back slightly, and looking across the way at the close privy cabinet door behind which Karen was emptying her guts. The photo of his wife and adolescent kids was monotonous on the desk. His zipper was outdoors and he had fished his incredibly hard, blue veined, long but lean turncock with its bulbous head out of his silk slip ; he was fist fucking himself furiously, there in his own consulting room, with Karen's panty wrapped around his cock. He needed to get off very soon, before Karen came out of the toilet ; he knew it would n't do for a new patient - and a shy one too, despite her entry at his hands - to walk in and trance him with cock in hand in panty. If things turned badly, his career could soon be in endangerment. He knew, too, he had to be heedful not to soil Karenic 's already wet step-in. He pumped hard.

He heard the first flushing of the cistern, knew Karenic now had to make clean herself up, imagined her ass and second joint as she wiped everywhere with balmy toilet paper. He continued to rub, squeezing hard on the vain end of his knob. The eye of his cock leaked profusely, and he smoothed the gleaming pre-cum over it with his pollex as he rubbed. His question was good of images of Karen 's swollen snatch lips, her beautiful ass and thigh. He wondered about her titty, which he had n't yet dared uncover, but had seen in adumbrate under her blouse, nipples hard. With his disengage hand he reached into his desk drawer for a thick wad of kleenex, knowing he would be coming soon into the paper effeminacy, wishing it could be into Karen 's panty, or even better into her female fuzziness instead.

sense of hearing the water running into the washing bowl behind the cabinet threshold, Doctor Lorenzo called out with a professional, interest shade : `` Are you alright, Mrs Shepard ? '' and continued pumping his erection.

For Karen, the sound of the running water almost covered his enquiry. The doctor 's voice trembled a piddling, from the intimate excitement he was feeling as he got closer to climax, but Karenic did n't notice. If only he knew, thought Karen, then called out to affirm that she was fine.

Doctor Lorenzo now had Karenic 's panty against his nostril ; he was getting near.

At that twinkling, an enormous gush of seminal fluid ejected from doc Lorenzo 's phallus, into his fistful of kleenex. His legs jerked, and his ass left his leather bum, his eyes closed tight onto images of ass and vagina and crispy white blouse covered titty. His head went back, mouth open, as the pleasure of his orgasm ripped through his lump and his cock. The throbbing was as intense as it had ever been in this state of affairs. His reputation may have been at risk, but that did n't stop Doctor of the Church Lorenzo from taking risks, carefully calculated, of trend, when he found himself excited to such a stage by a female patient. Especially when she was pretty, and when she needed an enema, which was his speciality, which he loved.

The doctor celebrated his ejaculation soundlessly, before his breathing began to settle down down. The kleenex were soaking wet, and some of the germinal fluid began to seep through into his helping hand, as he squeezed the boss end hard, to drain out the last few snag of cum from his member, and the close few jerk of joy. Breathing heavy and flushed, he quickly rolled the kleenex into a ball and threw it into his waste paper bin ; he would get rid of that later, ensure that his assistant would n't see the disgusting evidence of his evening sexual drug abuse when she cleaned up his room tomorrow.

His shrinking pecker rearranged inside his shift, his zip fastener pulled up in minute, and the panty returned to the chair by the examination couch, Doctor Lorenzo, the highly respectable, reputable but over-sexed medical practitioner went quickly over to his own personal washbasin to have sure that he would have scrubbed his hand clean and jerk of all traces of puss, rooster, ass and lube, before Karen, also scrubbed unclouded, could re-enter his consulting room.

Inside the cabinet, Karen hurriedly rinsed and dried her workforce again, checked her overall appearance in the mirror above the wash basin, straightened her clothing as in force she could. Aware that she was still flushed and over-excited, feeling naked under her skirt, her heart had started beating fast again. She grasped the door handle and pulled, thus returning to the brightness of Doctor Lorenzo 's consulting room, where physician Lorenzo was seated behind his oak desk. She was greeted by the same winning grinning. Doctor Lorenzo was calm again and had reverted to character. `` I sincerely hope you are feeling a lot better now, Mrs Sam Shepard. ``

Not struggling to feel her Bible at all now, Karen replied : `` Oh yes Doctor Lorenzo, much a great deal easily. I ca n't distinguish you how lots. ``

doctor Lorenzo understood. `` I can pretend ... I said it would be alright, did n't I ? Not at all painful ... even gratifying ... do you gibe, finally ? ``

'' Absolutely, '' replied Karenic, a little breathlessly. `` I have to admit, I was very nervous about coming to see you ... or any Dr., about this ... but finally, well, it was just fine ... pleasurable ... .dare I say : exciting. ''

Then : `` I do hope that none of it has caused you any discomfort ... gives you cause for complaint ... suffering ... doubts about the whole thing ... '' His darkness eye brows were slightly furrowed. Doctor Lorenzo still had to be careful about his professional spot and his career.

'' Not at all, '' replied Karen. `` It was ... really ... very nice ... and a great relief. ``

Approaching the doctor 's desk, she bent down to go back her handbag on the floor by the leather chairwoman where this adventure had all started. She thought again about her panty, still on the chair beside the sofa, but decided not to make a appearance of getting it back ; she wanted to get out as quickly as possible, and with whatever was left of her self-respect. estimation were taking chassis in her mind.

doctor Lorenzo stood up, and they both looked at each early with smiling eyes. But neither of them was to broach the subject of the doctor 's caresses on Karen 's belly, his manipulation of her clit, the invasion of his expert rigid finger's breadth into her wet vagina and the obviously double-dyed delight she had enjoyed throughout her offset enema experience, as she surrendered herself to it all, and finished with probably the most intense sexual climax she had ever felt in her life.

And Karen had no idea of what the Doctor had been doing all the metre she had been preoccupied with her bowel excreting and her intimate cleansing. She did however, glance down at Doctor of the Church Lorenzo 's crotch as he stood up ; was that a moist plot of land she saw on the front of his pants ?

doc Lorenzo : `` I 'll enjoin you something else, Mrs Shepard ... Karen : enemas are not simply a mean of relieving physical trouble ... gut inertia, block such as yours. They are often used as a means of enhancing sexual gratification. Between couples in the closeness of their own habitation and so on ... if you 'd like to experience more, you can regain pot of information on the internet ... or you are receive to come and see me again ... anytime. ``

Karen 's rugged brows must have indicated the surprisal and question she was feeling about what the doctor was saying.

'' Really ... look at a few internet site ... you 'll see what I mean, '' he said finally, smiling as ever, with his bedside manner smile. Then, handing her a posting which Karen noticed had a mobile phone telephone number as well as that of his consultancy : `` Either way, squall me for an appointment, should you have any cause for business in the time to come - this problem or any other. If my consultancy happens to be closed, find free to use my mobile number. It wo n't be a problem for me to holler and see you at rest home. ``

A persuasion flashed through Karen 's head as she gazed into those blueish middle : `` I 'd really wish to see that bedside manner smile alongside my own bed one of these days. Or best still - in it. '' But of course it was just fantasy.

physician Lorenzo moved around from behind his desk, broke what seemed to stimulate been a long silence : `` My escritoire will deal with the paperwork tomorrow. In the meantime, Karen, relax and enjoy your new found freedom. You should be able to get back to formula ... bowel natural process from now on. ``

As medico Lorenzo walked her out of his consulting room, to the departure, Karenic had many other thoughts spinning around in her point - not least of which that she still wore no panty. But first things first. The panty could look ; she had stack of others at menage. She accepted the doctor 's poise, squeaky clean deal firmly into hers, felt his squeeze, bringing back memories of erotic slippery caresses on her belly again. They smiled knowingly at each other and parted at the top of the stairs leading down to the street.

physician Lorenzo watched Karen 's attractive, shapely figure descend, thinking to himself : `` She left her step-in. She 'll be back. What a fabulous ass. I must bid Sandie and thank her for the recommendation, '' before turning quickly back to his consulting room to do a piddling important housework at the end of the working day.

Karenic skipped down the step to the street, ran as fast as she could to her car, feeling the cool even air wafting onto her desolation under her doll and calming the burning in her face. She just knew she was moist again down there. Fumbling for the key in her bag and unlocking the car room access, she plopped into the driver 's seat, felt the soft textile against her bare ass. She grabbed her own mobile phone from her handbag and began to telephone dial Larry 's number, fingerbreadth trembling.

'' First thing first, '' she spoke aloud, with a warm glow of acute and relieved prediction as she waited for Larry to reply.

THE END