MRS SHEPARD GOES TO THE medico'S

Chapter One - Karen and Larry :

Karen Shepard, an attractive but shy, somewhat self-conscious divorcée in her mid-thirties, had a personal problem. It was a by way of an confidant and embarrassing affair, and it troubled her no end. She was not in the to the lowest degree enthusiastic about going to see a MD and discussing her quandary, especially as she had only just taken up residence in a new habitation in the country, and did n't know any of the doc in the nearby township at all.

Back home, in her premature life, she had grown up in a townsfolk where the doctor was a lifelong acquaintance of the family. physician Stroud, whom Karen always called 'uncle'had practised his profession in the Saame quarter since Karen was a just piffling girl, and everybody knew him and had confidence in him. Even as a adolescent, when physical matters can be a problem, she never had any prohibition about going to the OR, and felt she could mouth to Doctor Stroud about anything at all - about her changing body, her periods, her budding white meat, her vaginal infections, anything. It 's quite different, when you grow up with the familiarity of consulting your doctor from a very early age. And for Karen it was sometimes easier to open up and discuss her most informal arcanum with a doctor she 'd known all her life, than to talk to her parents.

But now, here, in this country town, where she knew almost nobody yet, the mind of going to see a foreign doctor for the first fourth dimension struck fear into her ; each clip she thought about having to do it, palpitations started in her knocker, her gut ached more than ever. She knew she would simply have to do something eventually ; she could n't live with her minuscule problem forever. But she kept putting off the next vital but significant step, still hoping vainly that the issue would resolve itself naturally.

It did n't. And so, the days and workweek passed, and Karenic did n't find the courageousness to surmount her timidity and foretell a Doctor of the Church for an appointee. Not only was Karen shy, but she suffered from anxiety attacks sometimes, and this predicament was not helping her in her everyday aliveness. At all.

Karen Alan Shepard reflected on all this at place alone one Spring first light, clutching her mug of tea in her two men and gazing out of her kitchen windowpane across the vast grove bordering her new home. Feeling sorry for herself, she thought about how it was in risk of wrecking her newly-found and until now, fulfilling sex life, having this wretched complication every day. She had a trade good and caring lover, but she had n't dared tell Larry anything about her business. Her natural shyness and inherent inhibition, prevented her from finding the courage to explain to him, simply, why in Holocene prison term she had been so loath to commit herself to wax lovemaking, like before.

Larry lived a few hr'tug away, but she had started to invent reason to fend off him staying overnight at her family. She nevertheless felt such a hard fondness for him and loved the sex, the tightfistedness and the lovesome comfort she experienced when he was there. Now, she inevitably had guilty feelings about this situation.

They had met during a two-day work group discussion, which Larry attended as senior example of one of the supplier companies her employer dealt with. He had somehow spotted Karen 's shyness before even being introduced to her, and seemed immediately to know how to deal with it ; ultimately he found her dark facial expression and shapely figure captivating. For her part, Karen, enjoyed Larry 's relaxed personality and well looks. He got her feeling relaxed in his company within a very shortly fourth dimension.

They had dined together in the restaurant of his hotel at the end of the conference. It had been a very pleasant evening, and Karen had got to feel Thomas More unwound than for a very farsighted time, thanks to Larry 's promiscuous way of talking to her, smiling and entertaining her. But, against Larry 's surreptitious Hope, there was to be no passionate night with Karen in his hotel way this metre. She had not drunk much at all, and insisted on driving herself domicile, alone ; Larry had to be message that night with a brief kiss as her walked her to her car, and then persist patient for another two workweek, before Karen allowed things go in a sexual guidance.

The passion erupted, seemingly quite spontaneously one Sat evening, when Larry had dined Karen again in the Lapp restaurant, and she had invited him into her dwelling house for the very first time. She had prepared herself in cash advance ; the house and especially her sleeping room were clean and spick-and-span, unfermented sheets on her bed, lighting was dimmed in a way which Karen liked, intimate but allowing her to hold back her timidness. Over dinner, and later when they settled together into her lush sofa on her garden terrace, she had allowed herself to wassail a little more wine than was her substance abuse, and she felt well and truly ready now to commit herself to sexual social intercourse with Larry, after two workweek of getting to have intercourse him.

fondling seemed decompress, tender and natural, becoming more impassioned as the bit passed. confidant caresses were exchanged spontaneously, and soon their specs of wine were forgotten. Before long, they were fully stretched out on the lounge, partially peel, Karen 's breasts bared to be kissed and sucked, and Larry 's penis released into the evening air to be stroked and squeezed by Karen 's timid fingers. By the time they stood and moved wordlessly, hired hand in hand to the Department of the Interior and to her erotically lit bedroom, they were both more than ready for what was to take after ; they fell upon Karen 's bed, mouths locked hard, tongues thrashing together, hand exploring everywhere at once, pulling at each others'already deranged clothing.

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

It was the initiative time that anyone had been able to manoeuver Karen in the instruction of a bed so soon after meeting her, and she discovered that night a new aspect to her gender ; it was as almost as though she steered Larry, not the converse. After overcoming her own surprise at the speed of her submission and acquiescence, Karen began to realize there really was anxiety-free life sentence after five age of sterile, wasted marriage. Her previously lonely divorcée existence took on a new dimension.

Once Larry had stripped off the rest of his own clothes and bedevil them carelessly on the bedroom trading floor, nervously fished out of his trouser pocket a condom and rolled it onto his throbbing curl erection, their coupling was fast and furious that first clip. Karen, lying on her back, opened her thighs willingly and pulled Larry to her in the darkness of the mainsheet covered bed. His mouth was soon glued back onto to hers, their clapper entwined, and Larry was pressing his nude body down onto Karen 's. He paused only long enough to lactate both her nipples briefly, then return to nibble her hot lips, seek her uncoerced natural language again. Feeling for the first time the joy of flesh against form, overwhelmingly impatient to be inside her, Larry raised himself up onto his knees, slipped his stiff, bursting, safe covered hardness far into Karen 's dampish depths and ejaculated quickly with a grunt of pleasure. Such was his overwhelming excitement at this initial and long-awaited penetration of his new partner 's voiced and welcoming body.

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

As his phallus shrink away and slipped out of Karenic 's pussy, the ejaculate filled condom barely inviolate, Larry was slightly embarrassed by his hasty ejaculation, though Karenic said zero on the matter, just holding him close affectionately, without speaking, savouring this moment of initial intimacy. He managed discreetly to dispose of the condom, duly knotted, and after a suitable moment of rest, kissing and mutual smooching under the sheet of paper, he found his erection returning quickly enough. At the right second, he was able-bodied to reach for another safety without any more uncertainty, and this second metre, to wanton in the gentle moistness of Karen 's hot inner sanctum. Her wooden leg hooked over his, pulling him into her, as though seeking to absorb Larry 's phallus into her uterus. He slowed his pace this fourth dimension, allowing Karen to finger the intensity of his desire for her, pausing in his energetic thrusting to kiss her generous breasts, suck her hard tit for prospicient moments, then her mouth, as he resumed his journey towards orgasm once more. Karen was carried along by Larry 's up-and-coming footstep, skill and rhythm, felt something happening to her for the first of all time.

Minutes later, Karenic had her very first penetrative culmination. second base after she came, Larry spurted a second encumbrance of originative fluid into his condom, inside Karenic 's soft, warm, welcoming moistness. She was taken by surprisal by the speed with which the orgasm came over her, trembled and shook as the jerking of Larry 's throbbing member increased the sensation of delight inside her climaxing vagina, gradually calming, until Larry 's hardness became sissiness and he slipped away from her once again.

This time, Karenic held Larry much tighter to her breast, loving the smell and feel of his grueling, svelte soundbox, as they both breathed hard, cheek to cheek. This was quite new for Karen, and she trembled with the joy of it, feeling the safety of Larry 's weapons system around her, his gentle heating and power.

They were not finished. They slept in each others'arms, and found each early again and again during the Night. They were more than a fiddling reluctant to piece on Sunday evening, after an intensely finish night and farsighted day, during which they only left Karen 's bed to use the bathroom or to eat, and only when hunger took over briefly.

Sex with Larry had been exceptionally good during those week after they became buff, and they began to spend most weekends together, either at Karen 's home or Larry 's. When they were not shopping or strolling hired man in paw in the body politic, they filled every waking hour with abandon, discovering each others'consistence ; in Karen 's pillow slip, a see abandon to the extent that she capable to relax into the relationship. She discovered that it was possible to achieve very vivid penetrative orgasms without having to accomplish for a plastic member, a vibrating subway, and to part them with a caring partner for the initiatory time, a totally new experience. For during her marriage to a self-centred man and a selfish devotee, her sole fill out release had been through furtive and lone masturbation and fantasy.

Larry was a patient role and attentive lover, and unhurriedly helped Karen to achieve summit of passion she had never felt before in her last, her one and only former confidant relationship. Although he knew that she was using the contraceptive pill, he was more than aware as well that risk of disease still made Karen anxious. He was careful and considerate to use extra protection in the too soon days of their sexual love, until Karenic felt reassured and relaxed enough to allow peel against skin in the most suggest orifice of her consistence, and meet his originative fluid into her. She did n't have intercourse if it was jazz that she felt for Larry, but at the end of two months she was very well-off indeed in her human relationship with him, and hoped that it would last. Her old bouts of anxiety came upon her less often than before.

Karen 's born forbiddance in issue of sex showed too soon on, though, and Larry realised that she was far from make to hurry into the more taboo areas of adult lovemaking. He was always patient, and Karen certainly appreciated his lineament of mildness and apprehension. For a foresightful time, though, their lovemaking was unbowed forward, in the dark or semi-dark and under the sheets ; always intense and ultimately cheering, but Larry 's longer term, higher desires were thwarted by Karen 's reluctance to experiment. He would have liked to move forward in their liaison, to taste and share the more than foreclose zone of the kingdom of the flesh, enjoy oral sex. But he had to measure his pace ; any atmospheric pressure on such a reticent and potentially anxious woman as Karenic could be fatal to their relationship at this betimes level. Larry was already in love, and would do nothing to pall Karenic away at such a decisive stage of their relationship.

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

When he suggested at the weekend that Karen come over for a romanticistic dinner and institute her overnight bag, she started finding self-justification not to go. And she no longer suggested they spend a tea cozy, amative weekend at her house either. Larry was confused, could receive no unmistakable logic in her sudden withdrawal, especially since things had gone so well up to now. He had done aught incorrectly. Karen did n't give signs that she wanted to add the family relationship to an end, but at the same time was pulling back from it in odd shipway. She was giving out contradictory signals.

Chapter Two - Karen alone :

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

She felt a strong desire, indisputable. She would find it wanton to start to lubricate, just watching a romantic moving picture at home alone or reading a Mills & Boone. Or after a late night midweek phone conversation with her lover, during which she relaxed and allowed Larry 's seductive row to arouse her. As he whispered his longing, his adoration for her and described how he loved to keep back and kiss her white meat, nibble her swollen mammilla, stroke her back and especially her buns, she would feel her typeface efflorescence with selfish pleasance, the heat rise in her pubic region and her cunt Begin to tingle.

For a few hour on the telephone, she forgot everything but the fuzziness and the thrill of Larry 's voice and his notional caresses on her consistency, the genial image of his arduous, curved penis and his slim, firm organic structure.

session beside the phone board on her low fecal matter, pegleg akimbo, she would raise her retentive cotton fiber night attire over her waist and push aside her panty. She would allow for the fingers of her free hand to stroke over the lips of her garnish cunt 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 eubstance, to finger it pushing and thrusting stiffly up towards her womb in that special way that now made her climax so easily. Then to feel the powerful jerking of his hammer and the spurt of his seed, to have intercourse that he was squirting and draining his liquidity passion into her once again.

But later, after Larry 's verbal caresses had gone from her ear, when she got into the comfort of her bedroom, lay on her bed and started with her vibrating dildo - hoping and intending to bestow herself off, to make up for what she had been missing with Larry through the working days, to release 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 up over her torso as they both would have liked. And somehow there was a perceptible step-down of those initial itch ; the tingling began to ebb away.

She would lie there on her back on her bed, night clothes high up over her breasts, panty off, legs spacious, head word back on her pillow. center closed, she would rub her clitoris with her fingerbreadth, roll her generous boob, mite her enlarged nipples, feeling the impulse begin to rise, then taking out her midst, flexible pink credit card vibrator from its personal drawer, would get to encounter it around her sensitive kitty rim. She would beleaguer her button and vaginal opening for a while, anticipating the entry of this plastic puppet. And then, the urge to orgasm would begin to drop off almost as quickly as it had started, as she thought again and again about her problem.

On More than one social occasion like this, feeling almost desperate to prove that she still had the capacity to lend herself to a climactic peak despite this nagging thing, she had persisted in her onanism for well over an hour. She added more lubricate jelly, rubbing and rubbing the end of the bendy plastic organ over her most sensitive pubic areas, even thrusting the dildo in oceanic abyss and severely and fast, hoping to shake up her vagina by increasing the violence and rapidness of her actions. She pinched her pap harder ; she sought more fantasies in her headspring, cried out Larry 's public figure. But it did n't work ; the more she insisted, the worse it became. She had no climax at the end, and her poor ill-treat pussy was finally sore from the undue clash. She would bedevil her dildo onto the flooring in ire and sob herself to sleep, feeling frustrated and very regretful for herself.

Karen soon got heroic ; she knew she needed to see a Doctor, and the sooner the better. Her total body was uncomfortable, day and night. She had serious stomach nuisance intermittently, her sex life was in dangling, she risked losing a man who had become dear to her. Something had to be done. And soon.

Chapter III - Karen and Sandie :

Karenic had been in this diminished town in the country just a few months, and had made only one friend during this time apart from Larry. A untried missy she worked with, Sandra - Sandie McPherson, proved to be a safe, honest supporter to Karen ; she helped Karen find 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 expend time together remote office 60 minutes, having a swallow, or just relaxing at home to watch television, to listen to medicine and to visit. They talked a lot, shared their hopes and dream, invented crazy, unimaginable plots to bring in about the downfall of unpleasant fellow, discussed function of the heart to the degree that Karen felt able. Sandie was blond, shapely and sexy, and much to a greater extent open in many ways than her new Friend, so Karenic listened rather to a greater extent than talked, but that suited her just fine, in sentiment of her timidity.

Sandie was single, having successfully ( as she put it ) already escaped the connubial purpose of more than one wooer, and basically lived alone. But she had a high sex private road, and more than one swain and sleeping collaborator. Karen did n't judge her morals at all, secretly envying the ease with which Sandie balanced her common soldier life and working vocation, and how she floated openly between lovers without feeling the obligation to prefer one or the other as a perm mend in her sprightliness. What she did n't envy though, was the health risk of exposure that Sandie obviously took in her intimate promiscuity.

But despite these differences in their confidence levels and sexual attitudes, and their central attitudes towards men, they got on exceptionally well. Karen admired openly Sandie 's optimism and confidence, and Sandie cheered Karen up if she felt a minuscule maudlin. She once tried to encourage Karen to take a second devotee, but for Karen one man was quite enough. Thomas More than enough, in the light of her electric current condition.

One evening, Karen finally asked Sandie about Doctor of the Church. She did n't say outright what her need was, just that she ought to record with someone, and wanted to make the right-hand pick. Even with Sandie, she hesitated about revealing her intimate demand rightfield then. Without hesitation, Sandie directed her to a sealed doctor Lorenzo. With a wicked smile, she said : `` He 's the near, and what 's Sir Thomas More, the easily looking Doctor of the Church for miles around. ``

Pressed for more selective information, Sandie laughed, eyes 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 morning, breathing rapidly with anxiety, but realising to a greater extent than ever the importance of her need, Karenic finally picked up the phone and dialled Doctor of the Church Lorenzo 's number. After explaining briefly, without particular, to the secretary that her problem was fairly urgent, the sympathetic adult female immediately gave her a late naming, for that Saame eventide, after working hours.

Chapter Four - Karenic and Doctor Lorenzo :

Karenic was recent arriving at the surgery of Doctor Lorenzo that evening, adding somewhat to her already keyed up emotional state ; she had thought that she knew exactly where the address was in town, but finished by walking around several blocking before stumbling into the expectant instinctive oak door of the correctly construction. At the entranceway was a polished boldness plaque : Dr. Marcel Lorenzo MD, full general Practitioner.

18 arcminute late for her fitting, Karen ran breathlessly up a escape of stairs and burst clumsily and panting into the doctor 's reception, where she found the doctor 's secretary, a field, frumpy middle-aged woman waiting for her. She had her coat already on, tidying up her desk, and seemed none too pleased.

'' Ah, Mrs Alan Shepard I presume. MD Lorenzo has just received another patient role in scene of your absence, so I 'll cause to ask you to look over there. He should n't be too recollective. I must leave now that you 've arrived, but I 'll tell apart the Doctor of the Church that you 're here waiting. ''

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

wooden death chair on the opposite side of the elbow room, smoothed down her chick and fiddled nervously with her hairsbreadth and the push button of her blouse, to tidy herself up. After a brief interphone birdsong to the Doctor to announce Karen 's comer, the secretary bid her good evening and left.

As the hour slipped by, sitting there uncomfortably, Karenic worried and worried to a greater extent and more about the coming reference ; she knew her anxiety would increase, and she would have trouble finding the right Bible to explicate and then discuss the detail of her predicament to this strange Dr.. Not many words were necessary in real estate, but she knew she would probably blush and stammer in a way she would never done with her old, conversant 'uncle', Doctor Stroud. But now it was almost too former to sour and run ; she simply had to go through with this.

After a tense five more moment, there was a sudden click as the door leading to Doctor Lorenzo 's consulting room opened, causing a minor plosion of reverence in Karen 's chest of drawers ; out stepped a Brigham Young man, leaving the doorway ajar. Smiling briefly in her direction, he left, and Karenic waited again. A minute later, she heard a soft but very masculine voice inviting her to come right in. Taking a bass breathing place, she stood up, and knee shaking, breast thump, she entered the inner holy of the consulting way and finally came boldness to face with Doctor Lorenzo.

end the room access, she crossed the large room, to where Doctor Lorenzo was seated, writing in a folder. Placing the booklet to one side, he looked up at her immediately, smiled broadly a MD 's bedside style smile and stood, to put up his outstretched handwriting.

His comportment was immediately impressive, thought Karen. Unlike her old intimate, doc Stroud, he was not wearing a E. B. White wax length laboratory pelage, but a pale blueing, brusk sleeved tie-less shirt and black pant. Blue to meet perfectly his eyes, thought Karen, and black to match his hairsbreadth on his head and on his forearms and the back of his hand. The Italian blood was obvious. He was sun tanned, and Karenic remarked, just as Sandie had indicated, that he was indeed a very bounteous man. Probably in his middle XL, 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 bantam feminine pleasure from seeing this dark haired man with very white dentition smiling before her. As she slipped her manus into that of Doctor Lorenzo, she felt his sang-froid squeeze and another pleasant tiny increase in her jiffy. He invited her to sit down opposite him, on the other face of his broad dark oak desk with red leather gusset. The desk was big enough to accommodate a telephone, a mish-mash of files and a portable figurer, which was open on the side. Karen also noticed a exposure build, but it was turned away from her. Probably a kinfolk photo, she thought.

Karen sank hesitantly into a very comfy, upright armchair of the Saami red leather, placed her handbag on the floor at her feet and clasped her hands together on her lap. Her knuckles soon became white.

Waiting for the doctor to verbalise, she glanced around, noticing an testing sofa on one incline of the room, and a pocket-size handbasin on the other. There was what looked like a toilette cabinet behind her, to one side of the entrance door. lighting came in brightly from a high frosted glass windowpane behind Doctor Lorenzo.

From Dr. Lorenzo 's distributor point of aspect, he was equally impressed by Karen 's entree into his secret way, though after all his years of practising medicinal drug, outwardly he did n't usually show it.

He was quite used to having all diverseness of woman 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 Karen very attractive indeed ; even though he had barely glanced at the shape of her physical structure underneath her kinky white blouse and brown skirt, he saw that it was not bad at all, with majestic breasts which could n't be easily hidden, pushing at her fastened front. And her fount was pretty too, framed by shortly, slap-up, dark haircloth. An contribute fillip. He allowed himself, therefore, the indulgence of a slight twitching of his phallus and blood to run into his grim vein, looking forward to the showtime occasion he would be able-bodied to see his new patient role 's torso unveiled - whenever that may be. Then he broke the thought sharply, to take care down and open another bluing file on the desk in battlefront of him. He found very little entropy inside, just Karen 's name, savoir-faire and telephone bit, and a note : `` ... new to area, recommended by protagonist, Sandra McPherson ... ''

sightedness these few, but meaningful Word of God, in an flash, 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 shout her, to cue her that she ought to hail for her veritable 'check-up'. He had always enjoyed examining Sandie. If she was too in use, maybe he would call by her business firm sometime, by arrangement, of row. If that suited her ...

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

Trying to give the coming into court of being still, Karenic explained briefly, in a slightly shaky articulation, her Holocene arrival in the district, and Dr. Lorenzo asked one or two genteel questions about her past life-time and her workplace. He was well-chosen, he said, to accept her on his list of patients. He explained too that he would deliver to get details of her medical checkup chronicle, and therefore needed to hold her data file from her premature Dr.. Karen, still breathing unevenly, tried to answer the questions in as relaxed manner as potential, but dreaded trench inside the moment when Doctor Lorenzo would contact the point where it would be necessary to know why she had really come to see him.

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

And then, in a totally relaxed, smiling way, medico Lorenzo looked into her eyes and asked : `` Now then, Mrs Shepard, what brings you here today ? How can I help you ? ``

This was it. Karen began to panic again. breathing hard, she opened her back talk and tried to speak. Recognising her indisposition, Dr. Lorenzo placed his elbow joint on his desk, clasped his hands together in front of his mouth, and waited patiently, still smiling. Then : `` Try to relax, Mrs Shepard ; assure me in your own way what 's troubling you. I 'm here to help. ``

'' Well ... it 's ... a little ... delicate, Doctor Lorenzo. I ... it 's ... ''

Nothing sensible was coming out, and Karenic 's panic could only get more intense, if she did n't line up a way to ejaculate out her concern. She tried arduous to concentrate ; she had had peck of time - all day to plan what to say, but her logic had gone, and here she was, blathering again.

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

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

It was out now, and with very few discussion exchanged.

Nodding, Karen smiled, embarrassed and flushed, feeling worse than she had ever felt in her life, even worse than on the day when she started her periods for the maiden metre and soaked her knickers, her dress and her school seat with unexpected and terrifying adolescent catamenial leakings.

Doctor Lorenzo 's next few words were carefully measured to try and make Karen begin to feel more at easiness and assure her that he was there to aid her with aesculapian matters. He explained, simply that constipation was a very common complaint, and there really was no pauperization to finger blockade about it. He was for sure he could break up her status. What he did not say was that he was already thinking about the pleasance of examining Karen naked or partly disinvest, and the options of discussion, which he would also enjoy. His penis twitched yet again and started to fulfil up quite seriously. Doctor Lorenzo enjoyed his work.

Unaware of what was happening inside Doctor Lorenzo 's pants under his desk, and taking deep breathing time, Karenic began to locate a little better in her leather armchair, now that her confession was finally out. She did n't need to mouth for a little while, as the smile, friendly doctor went on to explain, in a fairly matter-of-fact physician 's way, how constipation could move up for assorted reasons. He asked about her daily and weekly diet, whether she ate a lot of vegetables and cereals, drank a lot of urine, took use. He told her also, that moving from one territory to another, a variety of weewee could be one of the causa of constipation. And of line, anxiety itself would n't help. Karen nodded now and again, listing in some detail what she had been habitually eating and drinking.

They established that she had had very few satisfactory visits to the toilet in the last month. Whenever she had been moderately successful, whatever she had produced had been dry and dreadful. She had suffered severe stomach aches for respective Clarence Shepard Day Jr..

Then, questions came up about Karen 's intimate activities, and medico Lorenzo explained how constipation could sometimes affect the ability to loosen during sexual intercourse. Of course, Karen knew all about this from 1st helping hand, but her shyness prevented her from going into contingent about her relationship with Larry and her masturbatory block. She just hinted that, yes, she had, in fact, experienced 'certain difficulties'in that domain.

The doctor seemed perfectly to understand Karen 's reluctance to say More, measuring the emotional personality of his new and concern patient with his many years of medical experience. Now, recognising her reticence, it occurred to him that the pleasure of helping this pretty new patient could be even expectant than he had a low gear thought it might. Karen might even be the perfective affected role for his style of handling, and he smiled inwardly, enjoying the sexual power now flowing strongly through the vein in his penis.

Unaware of this unseeable, increasing blood flow in her new doctor 's nether area, Karen began to relax. Her breathing slowed, the thumping in her breast lessened. She stopped wringing her hand together, and her own blood began to flow back into her digit again.

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

Of path, apart from some variety of prescription, Karen had no approximation, so she just fidgeted slightly and looked down at her clasped hands, the latent hostility coming back briefly.

'' First, Mrs Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr., I want you to try and decompress. We will find the Best solution
for you, do n't concern. That 's why we 're here, and you did absolutely the the right way thing in coming to see me. '' From his own pointedness of persuasion especially, he thought.

'' Thank you ... I 'm trying to relax, Doctor of the Church, but I 've never had this ... kind of ... trouble before, and frankly ... I 'm at a loss ... '' Karen sought more intelligence, but failed to word what she meant.

'' I understand perfectly, '' replied Dr. Lorenzo, `` it 's a very personal and internal matter, and it 's perfectly natural that you would be embarrassed about it. But believe me, you 're not the only one to suffer experienced this soreness, and as a Dr., I am well placed to intimate one of several answer usable. ''

He seemed to reflect for a import or two, then : `` first gear, I should carry out a dim-witted interrogation. Of your anus, Mrs Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr.. Unfortunately my assistant, who is nurse and secretary, has left for the day, and normally it is preferable to have another female present tense. ``

He paused for a moment, allowing Karenic to suppose about what he had said, then went on : `` If you 're not too worried about being alone with me right now, I will be glad to examine you this even, rather than have you make another fitting and hold back a piece to fall back. We can get your problem solved quicker. Again, please do n't vex - I 'll be very gentle with you, and just a little internal exploration really is necessity to see what problem exist, before we can resolve whatever solution is appropriate for you. ``

Karenic snapped out of her semi-relaxed state, and began trembling inwardly again. Only her new lover Larry had been anywhere near the knowledgeable situation of her body since she had separated from her husband and no-one had ever touched her there, inside her anus. Not even her well-loved Doctor Stroud. Even when she was cleaning herself intimately, in the bath, she had never stuck her fingerbreadth into that place. She did n't know if she could possibly allow this doctor she did n't know yet to comport the sort of intimate examination she began to imagine.

doctor Lorenzo, this charming, handsome and apparently experienced and kindly doctor was talking about 'examining'her forbidden, personal and private nether regions, and the whole idea simply alarm Karenic, almost frightened her to death - no thing how charming, smiling, better-looking and attractive he was.

Then reflecting in the shortest possible clock time available, Karen decided that his apparent kindness and his promise to be pacify were promote. She knew also, that if she did n't go along with his marriage offer, she would be back at public square one ; she would go on suffering a spell longer, and would eventually bear to pass. Or bad : she would have to go see another doctor, who might not be as form and gentle. Nor as handsome. Nor as charming.

Karen 's vacillation, almost inertia, gave the green light to Doctor Lorenzo, and he stood up and invited Karenic to go over to a waistline high school, firm leather couch against a wall of his consulting way, and to lie down on it, on a full duration newspaper towel. But before lying down, he invited her to take off her underwear, keeping on her blouse and skirt. He turned his binding, and Karen, having no alternative, but still trembling, reached quickly under her bird, slipped down her flimsy panty, folded it and placed it on a death chair alongside, and finally climbed up onto the couch. Carefully re-arranging her skirt to cover as outdo she could her upper legs and thighs, she lay back, placed her head onto a soft pillow and gazed up at the ceiling.

Once the rustling of the paper indicated to medico Lorenzo that she was lying down and comfortable, he turned back towards Karenic and smiled again, reassuringly, as he put on a span of very all right, colourless latex baseball mitt.

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

There was a second 's interruption, and then : `` I 'll just nobble up your bird, Mrs Shepard. ''. Now on her left side, and feeling poise, pleasant air on her buttocks, thighs and legs, she heard him say : `` Please bow up your right leg up to your chest, keeping your left wing leg straight. Relax, this will only take a few instant ... ... it will be over before you know it. ``

MD Lorenzo 's optic fell upon the wan gentleness of Karen 's naked buttocks and thighs for the first time. He was certainly impress. His penis was fully voiceless in an instant. His centre opened wider in secret pleasure. Here we go again, he thought.

'' outset, I 'll just rub a little sterilised lubricant between your buttocks around the entrance to your anus, to ease the insight of my finger. Is this the first sentence you 've had such an examination ? ``

Hearing a auditory sensation of confirmation, he went on : `` I 'll be as gentle as possible ... .I do n't believe you 'll find it too uncomfortable ... .. just a petty ... ..strange the first fourth dimension, but not abominable. Some hoi polloi even find it ... ..pleasant ... ..stimulating. ''

This experienced doctor knew that he was already finding it stimulating ; his phallus was now very hard indeed, and was pushing at the front of his pants. Luckily, there was no tenting seeable, due to the usual coarctation of his underpants, but he was enjoying the agitation so far, the clash of the end of his cock against silk, and he relished the next few minutes to descend. It was an interrogatory he had done a thousand times, and he had never failed to bask this totally intimate exploration and digital invasion of the female person body. In little, he was an ass man, and loved his work.

Karenic, however, was now in turmoil. She had never wanted anyone, ever, to impact her delicate minuscule anus, and in recent daylight she had felt such an ongoing discomfort, a tart discomfort there, due to her efforts to go to evacuate her bowels. Now, this man was going to penetrate her finespun petty bud with his finger ! Her breathing was getting more and more rapid as she waited, bum and thighs exposed to the fresh air of doctor Lorenzo 's consulting room, and what 's more, totally exposed to his uninhibited regard.

She did n't know the outcome that this sight had already on the doctor 's genitals.

There was not long for Karen to wait. She felt the lightest of a ghost of rubber-base paint covered palm tree and fingers on one of her bum cheeks, a squeeze, pulling it to one face. Then, almost immediately a cool, slippery heart being spread by a finger, then several fingers, onto the domain around the tiny hole of her anus.

It was so gentle, and not at all unpleasant, reflected Karen. Her in the first place threat receded momentarily. It was sort of like a lightness fingered, gooey massage, she thought. This preparation went on for a few foresighted moments, and then she heard Doctor Lorenzo say : `` May I remark, Mrs Sam Shepard that you certainly have a very pretty fanny ''.

Karen 's core leapt in her bureau. She did n't know whether to be offended at this very personal input, from a doctor whom she did n't even make love, and who surely, surely should n't be saying such things to a patient he did n't recognise either. Or whether to be flattered. Or whether to imagine he was saying it to distract her from the intimacy of the examination she was undergoing for the very first time, as part of his checkup technique, to lighten the berth somewhat. She blushed, said nothing, and waited.

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

At the very same minute, she felt the atmospheric pressure of something, a finger, she knew it was for certain, against her tiny anal chess opening. She felt herself tense up up. The light pressure stayed there whilst physician Lorenzo said : `` Now you will sense my finger's breadth pushing very gently, Mrs Sam Shepard. When you feel it bid harder, try to unwind your anal muscles, I shall be about to penetrate your pretty lilliputian anus ; if you feel any bother or even discomfort, just say so immediately, and I 'll pause to admit you to get used to it, alright ? ``

'' Alright ... doctor '' replied Karen, breathlessly, and waited, dreading this totally unwished, but predicted, and now inevitable, ineluctable penetration of her most surreptitious orifice.

The pressure of doc Lorenzo 's latex covered finger increased, felt sharp against Karen 's trivial crumple hole, then she felt a cardsharper, uncomfortable sensation as the finger, this foreign object, met the initial opposition of her anal ring. She wanted to hold back it, push away the invader. A second 's hesitation, more pressure sensation, then his finger slid in, just a centimetre, no more. Karen gasped out loud.

'' Alright Mrs Sam Shepard ? '' said physician Lorenzo ? `` Does that hurt ? ``

Nnnn ... nnno, not really '' replied Karen shakily, though it was slightly uncomfortable, and the very strangest feeling, to have a man 's fingerbreadth, even the very tip, inside her anus for the very for the first time time. She breathed deeply and tried to relax.

MD Lorenzo held his finger just inside her bum hole for a patch, allowing Karen to get used to this strange business of her inner sanctum. Then, aided by the lubricating jelly, the invader began to slither thick, very gently and very slowly, only a half a centimetre at a time. Soon, Karen had the impression that her unharmed anus was filled by something as huge as a cucumber vine. She held her breathing space. She could n't decide yet whether it was really atrocious or not, only that she felt totally filled up, and that she had a stiff urge to reject this strong physical object by contracting her anal muscles.

Doctor Lorenzo meanwhile, standing over Karen and gazing at her lovely bum, his finger's breadth planted just inside her ass, was having a truly great time. His cock was hard as a Rock, and twitching violently inside his pants. He wanted to wrench it out of his article of clothing and do something with it. But that would not be not proper ; he was a medico and was required to behave to a certain code of ethics, after all. So for the moment, with his devoid script he just re-arranged his prick inside his silk slip, so that it was pointing up towards his belly, the bulbous tip now freer to expand and throb inside his pants.

Karenic felt the invader Menachem Begin to pull away. Then it stopped, paused and advanced again, perceptibly back inside her anus. This metre, Karen tried not to resist, tried to unwind and allow the foeman to force its way into her. This clip, Doctor Lorenzo 's fingerbreadth slid in easier, and a short further. He smiled delightedly in his own common soldier public of sexual pleasure, but Karen could n't see his nerve. She knew nothing of his cerebral and sexual exhilaration, of his straining erection.

Karenic waited, tried to loose, not an easy thing to do at this blink of an eye. The finger pulled back again, then thrust forward, a little quicker. Karenic managed to relax a tiny bit. The aesthesis now was not really painful inside her anus ; it was no longer uncomfortable ; in fact, it was almost as Doctor Lorenzo had said - almost pleasant.

The forage finger moved again, as though twisting inside her anus, pulled back, pushed in, up to the doctor 's second knuckle, then to the boundary of his finger length, encountered a stoppage. Karen 's breathing changed, from a previously anxious rhythm, to what she thought and feared was becoming a slightly excited response in her chest. And in her frown body too.

She allowed herself to suppose, somehow, that this was no yearner a truly medical exam examination, but an act of arousal that she was experiencing. The sleek penetration of Doctor of the Church Lorenzo 's finger had taken on a steady and lasting cadence, and as the secondment passed, she no longer had that itch to repel the invader. Her anal muscles relaxed almost fully, and she began to welcome each gentle, loving driving force of his fingerbreadth. Weird, even surreal as this experience seemed to her, she began to finally understand how a womanhood could leave a man 's penis inside her most secret hole, and enjoy being sodomised like this by a lover.

Something else : Karen was now more and Thomas More aware that there was a tingling in her vagina, the beginning of genuine sexual excitement. Her slit sense very warm and moist, and she began to concern about the possibility of her love juices starting to run visibly out of her pussy sassing, if this continued much longer. She could n't stop her mouth gap and emitting a delicate sigh, which became almost a breathy moan. This moan did not lam Doctor Lorenzo 's ears, nor did he escape the distinct quiver in Karen 's lower body as he thrust his finger back and Forth into her pretty petty ass. As ever, he was enjoying his body of work as a medical practician. His cock strained at his clothing, rock operose and pulsing. Now he began to feel the ahead of time need release for release, wanted to palpate the poise air on his putz, and then more.

Doctor Lorenzo 's vocalization reached Karen 's ears, despite her partial mental absence from the reality of the consulting room : `` Are you alright there, Mrs Alan Shepard ? '' Am I hurting you ? Nearly finished ... I think I 've almost assessed the nature of the blockage in your sweet little bum. ``

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

And then the physician 's finger's breadth receded for the last time ; there was a small wet popping noise as it left the sanctity of her anal initiative. Karen suddenly felt a sense impression of loss. She wanted to cry out `` Do n't go, proceed your finger in me ! ``

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

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

'' There. You can interchange your panty now, Mrs Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr.. Your pretty small bum is all sporting and glazed again. If my little interrogation has brought on a need to go to the toilet, feel free to use the closet over there. And when you 're ready we 'll discuss what to do next. ``

Standing up, pulling on her panty and looking over at Doctor Lorenzo 's full back and shoulders as he turned away, Karen was now anything but relaxed. Her old anxiousness was returning, as she reflected on the almost shameful way she had just abandoned herself to this examination, how she had ultimately enjoyed this all experience to the extent that her pussy was sopping wet and she was actually highly sexually excited, against all her cancel inclinations and initial fright.

The actual incursion of her eubstance had proved to be much lupus erythematosus of an ordeal than she had first imagined it would be, had finally become a pleasure of a sort she could not receive imagined before. Her thoughts accelerated, turned to her lover ; she imagined that if Larry had been there right for her at that instant, she would give birth dragged him close to her, ripped give his pant, grabbed and caressed his intimate hardness, hastening to feel his severe cock inside her, front or back, she would n't worry. She would have done everything with him, raced to a mutual sexual climax as quickly as possible.

She sat back down in the plush leather chair, and doctor Lorenzo 's voice once again brought her back to reality : `` Now ... we need to deal with this ... blockage of yours, Mrs Shepard. In view of the clock time that has passed since your ... problem started ... a speedy answer is advisable. There are what we might call 'small clyster'usable at the apothecary's shop. These are very neat and slow to use, and you can dole out them yourself quite simply at home, in total privacy ; they are often sufficiently effective, in many face of constipation, to prompt an evacuation of the bowel. ''

Karen nodded, felt her fount colour up again. Her panty had become tone down between her thighs, her pussy was still tingling ad leaking ; her breathing rate was still gamey, but she concentrated on what the Dr. was saying.

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

Karen just nodded again, not really following his meaning, but recognising that there was some variety of lifesaving alternative lurking in Dr. Lorenzo 's intellect. Her affectionateness was fluttering now with breathless anticipation.

'' Once again, in social club to have rapid relief from your ... stop this eve, you must place your personal confidence in me to carry out a full enema. Of course, we wo n't hold the help or front of my assistant. But I can assure you that it 's a fairly heterosexual person forward subroutine, so we 'll manage well enough. And of grade, I can assure you that the whole thing will be quite painless, even agreeable for you. Especially afterwards. ``

A full enema ! A replete enema ! Karen 's eyes opened widely, and the doctor realised her chemical reaction of concern immediately, saw her boot, shake, fidget.

Be brave, Mrs Shepard. It will only contain a dead time, and you will be able to go family this even entirely relieved of your stop and feeling a whole lot estimable than you did before you arrived here originally. ``

Doctor Lorenzo was proud of his ability to remain simmer down and 'professional'in front of this timid woman with the pretty face and perfect ass. He was enjoying himself more than he had for a long time ; since Sandie Aimee Semple McPherson 's hold up sojourn in fact.

A interruption, allowing Karenic to gather her cerebration, then : `` fit in ? Shall we try it ? ''

Another break, `` Good, then let 's go back to the couch and depart where we left off. ``

The words 'start where we left off'made Karen 's heart clump again, but not completely out of fear this time. The late five proceedings had been so upright that she thought about the enema with anticipated delight, even though she did n't really know what it entailed yet.

'' Alright '' began Doctor Lorenzo, turning his back momentarily. `` lead off your scanty again and lie down as before, please. '' His instruction was now firm. He was in more of a hurry to get to the side by side phase of Karen 's treatment.

Karen did as instructed, slipping off her panty, placing it on the Lapp chair, and lay down on the leather couch on her allow for slope, as before, bending up her right leg towards her chest. She heard the slap of latex baseball glove being donned, and then for what seemed a few minutes, some rustle interference around the consulting room.

There was the run of water supply, as though the MD was filling a bottle or jug from a tap. She began the process of trying to relax again whilst all this was taking place, breathing deeply and evenly, staring at the consulting room wall behind the couch. Then she saw out of the box of her eye doc Lorenzo appear at the merchant ship end of the couch, wheeling a tall 'T'shaped metal stand, with a bombastic, liquid filled formative bag hanging on it. A plastic tube about half a meter long, trailing from the bag, had a little block off tap at the top and a minuscule beak at the tooshie end.

'' This is all we need to dish out your enema, Mrs Alan Shepard. Do n't be alarmed by what you see. The solvent in the bag is simply warm body of water and goop, by the way, for your comfort. The most effective solution for clyster is normally coffee and affectionate water supply, but for now, soap and piddle will let to do. '' He stopped in his tracks. `` I wonder ... ''

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

Karen rolled over, repositioned herself with just a little waver. Once on her back, she felt the unfitness of a pillow pressed against her bare posterior. She lifted her stern automatically, allowing the pillow to drop away underneath, thus raising her pussy and her anal opening a few centimetres clear of the sofa. 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 double-dyed buttocks this time. ''

Karenic blushed deeply, smiled, decided it was this Doctor of the Church 's bedside manner again, his special way to help her relax. Not knowing what to reply, and in any face no longer afraid like before, she said null ; she waited for foster instructions, heart beating delightfully fast.

'' Good, now leaven up your knee joint towards your breast please. Like that, yes. ``

Looking now at the cap, Karen raised her genu up towards her breast, her skirt falling back over her shank. She pressed her knees together shyly, very cognisant that even so, the doc would be treated to an unrestricted sight down below of her neatly trimmed pubes, her labia, vagina and all. She gripped the face of the couch.

Feeling newly and perversely exposed, Karen placed her feet flat on the composition towel covered sofa and allowed her head to relax back onto the pillow. But her external respiration would not decelerate down, her breast would not finish thumping ; she anticipated excitedly the coming hour, not really knowing exactly how this enema experience would find. She was going into the unknown.

right now, however, Karen seemed to be feeling none of that fright 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 sensations she had earlier relish inside her anus, if that was what an enema was. Her hot kitty had not at all stopped tingling and lubricating throughout the time that Doctor Lorenzo had been pre-occupied with his planning, and in any other private and convenient circumstances she would already be forcefully rubbing her clit towards sexual climax, with or without dildo. It would bear to look, she thought, but as soon as she got home, she would be able to assist to her growing pauperization. And perhaps this time, she would get that long overdue fulfilment, if the doctor succeeded in ridding her of this blockage.

As Doctor Lorenzo moved back to the end of the couch, leaned over and, from between her knees, looked into Karen 's center, he took hold of the end of the enema tube-shaped structure in one hand and pulled it around and down towards her knees, as though testing the length and distance from her anus. Instinctively, Karen opened her human knee, knowing what was to come. The MD held her eyes for a second or two, then as though drawn by magnets, his blue heart dropped down to her fork. His brow raised up ; it seemed he could n't stop himself saying : `` Mmm Mrs Shepard, you have not only a pretty bum, I see. ``

Blushing, but now too far gone into this experience to concern about the ethics of her doctor, Karen thought mostly about her tingly, dripping snatch and the renewed incursion of her anus edge to get. His weighted personal remark served only to encourage this vociferous genius of intimate titillation she was feeling, and Karenic ventured to front at physician Lorenzo in a more spread way. She began to ideate him as a intimate partner, wondered how he would be underneath his nigrify trouser. As he busied himself with adjusting the bag and stall, she even dared glance down to his privates. Was that a jut down there ?

She had felt his touch, but only through latex gloves ; now she began to fantasise about his bare, scrubbed physician 's workforce on her ass and thigh, his professional cutaneous senses 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 thick. If it was curved, like Larry 's. The juices continued to hang down below and Karen felt very good indeed, as she lay back on the couch, waiting for this now welcome invasion of her knit, slightly enlarged anal opening.

Gazing uninhibitedly at Karenic 's vagina, it was impossible not to see that her pussy lips were swollen, moist, even dripping wet, and Dr. Lorenzo knew from many years of experience that his examination earlier had had a totally predictable 'certain effect'on his patient. His pecker was still pulsing strongly and his blue optic gleamed, though Karen 's saw none of this ; her read/write head was now back on the pillow, and she was looking up make relaxed, at the consulting way ceiling again.

A whispering of latex again, and there was that familiar flavour of cool slippery lube being spread around the snatch of her bare inner nates and anus by caressing fingers. Karen began to take a breather a fraction heavier, not in anxiousness now, but in totally illicit pleasure. Those amazingly expert, experienced Dr. 's digit 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 punishing into her juice dripping kitty. Or grab Larry and assault him. Or seize the doctor and pull him down onto her - anything. Such was the elation, the love rising in her body.

Suddenly, Karen felt something touch her clitoris. It must own been, surely must cause been, an fortuity. Her turn down body jumped as a sharp surge of pleasure went through her, a mini-orgasm. Letting out a breathy gasp, her head came up from the pillow, to front straight into Doctor Lorenzo 's smiling blue eyes, his eyebrow slightly furrowed.

'' Oh, excuse me '' said the Dr., and stopped spreading the lube for a moment. `` Sorry if that hurt. ``

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

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

'' I did n't wound you ? Oh trade 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 header went back onto the pillow again, and she relaxed into the feel of the coolheaded slippery lubricant and Doctor Lorenzo 's see fingers slipping and smoothing over and around her now ultra-sensitive anal zone, until at last, at long last, what Karen had been waiting for : his rigid finger's breadth pressed against her flyspeck back passage once again, paused for a mo and slipped, this sentence Thomas More easily into her mystery muddle. blissfulness, thought Karen, loving the take of this once reverence invasion of her anus.

Immediately, her anal retentive sinew relaxed without her having to recall about it, and she waited for those finespun, rhythmic finger-thrusts into her welcoming fix. Her excitement began to wax again, almost back to its former story ; her secernment began to flow and she just knew that the paper towel would soon be flooded with her intimate succus. She was beyond lovingness. She wanted it to go on and on.

doctor Lorenzo, meanwhile, was having fun too, enjoying the feel of his stiff tumescence inside his pants, the silk slip caressing his Ball, enjoying the impropriety of intimacy he was taking with this fabulous female person ass and pussy, totally opened up to his regard and his penetrating finger. He too was leaking suggest succus from the end of his aching cock. Something would have to be done about that. And soon.

Then Karen was cognizant that the finger stopped moving, then slipped out with the same sloppy plop speech sound as before. She looked up again, to see Doctor Lorenzo reaching for the end of the enema thermionic tube. Pulling it again towards and between her knees, then down in towards her crotch. He held it there for a present moment, as he explained the succeeding steps.

'' Your seraphic small ... pretty piffling ass ... is now very nicely lubricated once more, Mrs Shepard ... I shall premise the little schnoz on the end of the tubing very gently, so as to cause you the minimum of discomfort, then insert it further before allowing the liquid in this bag to flow down into your anus. You will have noted that the nozzle is somewhat smaller than my finger, so it should n't be any high-risk a sensation than before. Are you set ? ``

Karen nodded ; oh yes, she was to a greater extent than quick for the unknown experience of her showtime enema, and allowed her head to decompress back once more onto the soft pillow. She wanted to feel this, appreciate every aspect of this sensation, not necessarily to attend, but to feel, and much more importantly enjoy.

Was that a finger again touching her little embrown hole ? One of her bum boldness was pressed to one side by latex covered, firm but appease fingerbreadth. A second 's falter, and she felt a tiny nudge of the schnoz end beginning to penetrate her ass. It was low than the doctor 's digit, somehow card shark, not so concordant. But once the nozzle was in, it felt better. But now that oh so soft virtuoso of caressing fingers was missing. Karen could n't help find just a bit disappointed, somehow deprived of something peculiar, though the stratum of her excitement did n't diminish one iota.

doctor Lorenzo : `` Now, I shall spread out this footling valve and admit the liquid to flow into your anus. You should have a warm, not unpleasant sensation of smooth filling your bowels for a while. In due course, if you should finger spasm at any moment, you must tell me unbowed away. Otherwise, we 'll just let the bag empty-bellied itself into you ; it should only take a few mo. Once that 's done, you will soon stimulate a potent urge to go to the toilet, but try to hold back as long as possible. When it gets inconceivable to apply back, tell me and I 'll aid you to the cabinet. ``

Karen listened to all of this and nodded to confirm that she had understood the subprogram, relaxed and waited, head back, totally compliant, totally and erotically comfortable in her mind and body.

Very soon, there was a delicious awareness of warm flowing swimming inside her ass, gurgling and and swirling up to Karen 's viscera, just as medico Lorenzo had predicted. It was wonderful, imagine Karenic, almost refusing to believe how such a function, intended to cure an embarrassing wellness job, could be so sultry and sexually stimulating at the Saami time. Her pussy tingled even more. She had the impression her cunt rim were wide capable and swollen and leaking her juices everywhere ; and the knowledge that the doctor had a full aspect of her stimulated privates excited her even more. She knew that if she had been alone and able to just rub her clit a footling with her plastic toy, she would throw exploded into orgasm in very short time. At that instant, Karen Shepard was Thomas More than halfway to paradise.

Doctor Lorenzo was excited also. He too wanted to rub himself to climax inside his pants. Or full, fish out his swollen, rigid cock and push up it into the delightfully spread and dripping wet twat of his newest and prettiest patient, Karenic Shepard. He kept himself under control, it was his job. A job he loved.

And Karenic did n't draw a blank that MD Lorenzo was there ; he became the aim of her desires now. This excitement in her cunt reminded her how much better everything would be if she could have her making love box filled right now with Larry 's intemperately, stiff and throbbing cock. But the only cock anywhere near was that of the doctor, and she wanted very badly to see it, have-to doe with it, have it rammed inside her vagina, poke up to fill her early orifice whilst this quick feeling swirled around inside her anus and bowels. She focused on this, as her intimate agitation mounted.

Then suddenly the cramps came. She cried out in irritating discomfort, and the Dr. knew straight away what was wrong.

'' storage area on, Mrs Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr., it 's cramps ... .relax as much as you can, do n't actuate. ``

With that, he lifted her skirt higher over her waistline, began to rub her belly very gently with his lubricated latex gloved hands, round and round, up and down, pressing lightly now and again. Karen thought how gracious that was, and despite the pain, thought how much better it ought to be without the glove. It was as though the doc had read her creative thinker. She heard the snap bean of latex, knowing that he had ripped the gloves off, then felt his warm hands back on her belly, moist with lubricator. He rubbed gently in circles, he smoothed her belly flesh, he caressed. Karenic forgot about the cramps pain in the ass, relaxed into the grand tone of the warm hands of her new, dark, better-looking, sensual doctor.

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

doc 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 paper towell. He imagined how it would be rip off the rest of Karen 's wearable, place his trunk close up between her raised open thighs, ram his rigourousness inside her and pump his urgent germinal fluid violently into her vagina. He could n't do that, but he knew what he was going to do next.

Perceptibly, Karenic 's fervour began to progress even more, as doctor Lorenzo 's caresses moved just a little lower, towards her finale cropped pubic area. Each time one of his hands went up and beat, it descended a little lower, until she was aching for his hand to continue its journey to her swollen, dripping pussy back talk. She now wanted those fingers on her clit, to rub her to her first base culmination in several weeks, such was the volume of her build-up. She was ready to come, and come hard. She just needed someone to touch the trigger and she would go off like a dud, she just knew it.

MD Lorenzo knew this too ; he was an get practitioner, but a man first. He knew all the house of a cleaning woman close to coming : the heavy ventilation, the ascending and crepuscle of her heaving breasts under her blouse, which he had n't yet seen or touched. The campaign of Karen 's belly, lower eubstance and thighs. No words were necessary. The palm tree of one hand slid down onto her upper thigh, then thumb first into the tincture of Karen 's thighs and pressed against the opening of her snatch, rubbed lightly at first on her cunt lip, then up and onto her button. His other helping hand carried on soothing her belly. He moved around the lounge to her incline. Pressing his lower consistency forward towards the sofa, his fabric covered hardness came into delicious link with the bare softness of Karen 's outer raised second joint. Twisting his hand so that his palm tree was covering her now swollen clit, he crooked his digit and in an split second it had breached her hot cunt lips and was inside her.

Karen exploded. Nothing else was needed. She felt the air pressure of something hard against her second joint, but this lovely, lovely doc 's finger inside her hot moistness and his palm pressing on her clit were all that were necessary to work her over the edge, to shuddering joy. She convulsed, agitate violently as she came, gasped, cried out something, she did n't know what. middle closed, her header thumped, her hip joint raised themselves off the lounge and quaked ; as her rose hip dropped, she felt the needlelike nudge of the enema snout inside her ass. She pressed down hard, as though to force the nozzle even deeper, amplifying the spate of pleasance. Her back arched, pushing out her heaving boob against her crispy white blouse and she kept on coming and coming. She lost counting of the orgasmic contractions in her cunt.

Dr. Lorenzo was ecstatic ; now blatantly humping his hard, itching cock against Karen 's thigh, he was ravaging her sopping slit with his fingerbreadth and stroking her belly, his eyeball glued to this delicious tip where his digit was penetrating her body, feeling the soft flesh inside her vagina, the spot where his palm pressed down on her expand clit. As Karen 's chest heaved, his center scanned the stunning voluminousness of her erect mamilla outlined through her blouse. He longed to rip open that blouse and imbibe them hard into his backtalk, sting into her physique.

The quaking went on and on throughout Karenic 's body, and medico Lorenzo 's finger 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 call up 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 tool, longing to share this valued moment of exorbitant pleasance that he knew Karen was enjoying right then. He wanted the Saami release, to sense his seeded player spitting out into the world, or deep into Karen 's eubstance, from his sperm-full balls and his strict tool, but he knew he would have to wait a while.

As the chroma of her sexual climax began to recede and her loud gasping slowed down, Karen perceived a unlike form of feeling. A sudden but certain build up of smooth pressure sensation in her tum and anus made her panic again. She clenched her ass muscles. She needed a toilette, and fast !

She opened her eyes wide, looked up to the viewpoint with the dangling bag. The nozzle of the enema was still in her ass, but the bag was empty of its soapy liquidity. She thought she was going explode, in a different sensory faculty of the word ; her mind and her ass and the rest of her breathless, shaking body were in level ten panic state.

Doctor Lorenzo saw at once her of fear, recognised her contiguous need. Despite being himself very close to drenching his silk slip with a much needed ejaculation against Karenic 's thigh, he snapped into urgent medical practitioner action. His own pleasure had to wait a while. He slipped his fingerbreadth out of Karen 's vagina, gave a endure caress of fingers to her pussy sassing. He eased the pressure level of his penis against Karen 's leg, reached around to slip the schnozzle of the clyster out of her anus. Karenic felt moist blips, lilliputian hints of regret as first Doctor Lorenzo 's finger abandoned her, then as the nozzle slipped out of her rosebud. But there was something much more important going on rightfulness now. She was ready to evacuate, and how !

Doctor Lorenzo took Karen by her upper limb, firmly but gently pulling her into a pose position. Their eyes met for the first of all prison term in various minutes, sparkling, but there was professional vexation in those of Dr. Lorenzo. No Word were spoken. Karen looked down, smoothing her skirt down over her thighs, belatedly and uselessly covering her modesty. She was still panting from the orgasm she had just enjoyed, and her face was flushed and slightly contorted with the effort of ego controller ; she was terrified of having a very unpleasant, messy fortuity right there in the consulting room. So totally preoccupied had she been with the amazing pleasure generated by the enema and Dr. Lorenzo 's soothing, caressing hands that she had been taken quite by surprise at the sudden peak of pressure in her innards.

The doctor led her, clenching her ass muscular tissue, quickly towards the toilet cabinet. He pushed the threshold inwards and stepped aside to enable Karen to race in and throw her bum face onto the cold pot prat, gathering her annulus around her waistline - just as the pressure became too much to hold back. He switched on the light and closed the threshold without a word.

Karen, now a little breathless again as a result of the sprint from cast to toilet locker, relaxed her anal musculus completely, and let it all go.

The backup man was almost beyond her immediate comprehension. After all those workweek of tension and unsuccessful person to allay the painful motivation to vacate her bowels, it simply poured out of her. point back, she sighed and sighed and just let it spirt into the w.c. pot, for what seemed the likes of several bit. Then as the press reduced and the spewing slowed down, she twisted around and pressed on the button of the W.C. cistern. As the water gushed into the pot with almost as a lot volume as her insides had just spewed forth, she clenched and unclenched her anal muscles, as though to try and force more to exit, to guarantee that her entrails were fully evacuated again, at long last. As she did that, a tiny sexual climax twitched inside her vagina, causing her to jump, surprised inwardly at the sudden, delightful return of the momentarily bury pleasure in her pussy.

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

Was it all a dream ? Had she really gone there today, against her will but expecting a unproblematic prescription remedy ? And had she really ended up, not only undergoing an anal examination for the very starting time time - and by a stranger - but also submitting herself deliriously to a good enema conducted by her new, fleshly doctor ? And had all this eventually led her to a pitch of sexual excitement quite unknown in her former life, brought on by the clyster and the manual of arms care of this Saami doctor ?

Her head was spinning. As she took a wad of toilet paper and began to clean herself up, she began to call up about what she should say when she left the storage locker, when she had to face this lovely Doctor of the Church again. She flushed the cistern one final prison term, finally stood up and in doing so, realised she had left her pantie on the chairwoman by the couch. Quick rhythm of the meat again, she pulled down and smoothed her bird.

Head clearing, concerned about her cleanliness, she went to the pocket-sized wash bowl in the cabinet, and as best she could, washed her hands with grievous bodily harm and water, her ass and thighs the Saame. When this was done, she scrubbed her hands once to a greater extent and started on her vaginal area, lingering a patch over her twat lip, enjoying the gruntle stimulation as she rubbed max and then pee over her genital lips.

Doctor Lorenzo 's good-looking look and technical hands, that absolutely certain bulge in his pants, its clash against her second joint and the memory of his endearing caresses were uppermost in Karen 's mind as she rubbed her kitty-cat lips lightly at first, then more firmly, thinking even now of a 2nd sexual climax.

Meanwhile, during these few instant of long overdue bowel rest period for Karen, Doctor Lorenzo was masturbating furiously adjacent door, working himself up to his very own, selfish, long overdue relief.

The good doctor Lorenzo was sitting behind his wide oak desk, his chair pushed back slightly, and looking across the room at the unopen sewer cabinet door behind which Karen was emptying her guts. The pic of his married woman and adolescent kids was flat on the desk. His zipper was unfastened and he had fished his incredibly hard, amobarbital sodium veined, long but thin hammer with its bulbous pass out of his silk trip ; he was fist fucking himself furiously, there in his own consulting way, 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 compliance at his deal - to walk in and catch him with cock in hand in step-in. If matter turned badly, his career could soon be in hazard. He knew, too, he had to be heedful not to soil Karenic 's already wet panty. He pumped hard.

He heard the beginning flushing of the cistern, knew Karenic now had to make clean herself up, imagined her ass and thighs as she wiped everywhere with soft toilet report. He continued to rub, squeezing hard on the swollen end of his knob. The eye of his cock leaked profusely, and he smoothed the gleaming pre-cum over it with his thumb as he rubbed. His headway was to the full of icon of Karen 's puff up cunt lips, her beautiful ass and thighs. He wondered about her breasts, which he had n't yet dared uncover, but had seen in lineation under her blouse, nipples hard. With his liberate hand he reached into his desk drawer for a thick wad of kleenex, knowing he would be coming soon into the newspaper publisher effeminateness, wishing it could be into Karen 's pantie, or even better into her female sissiness instead.

audience the water running into the wash trough behind the locker door, Doctor Lorenzo called out with a professional, concerned shade : `` Are you alright, Mrs Shepard ? '' and continued pumping his erection.

For Karen, the auditory sensation of the running play piss almost covered his question. The doctor 's vox trembled a little, from the sexual fervour he was feeling as he got closer to climax, but Karen did n't notice. If only he knew, thought Karenic, then called out to affirm that she was fine.

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

At that instant, an enormous effusion of originative fluid ejected from MD Lorenzo 's penis, into his fistful of kleenex. His wooden leg jerked, and his ass left his leather prat, his heart closed taut onto images of ass and vagina and crisp lily-white blouse covered knocker. His mind went back, oral fissure assailable, as the pleasure of his coming ripped through his globe and his cock. The throbbing was as vivid as it had ever been in this office. His reputation may have been at risk of infection, but that did n't stop doc Lorenzo from taking risks, carefully calculated, of course, when he found himself excited to such a degree by a female affected role. Especially when she was pretty, and when she needed an enema, which was his long suit, which he loved.

The Doctor of the Church celebrated his ejaculation soundlessly, before his breathing began to calm down. The kleenex were soaking wet, and some of the seminal fluid began to seep through into his hand, as he squeezed the knob end hard, to debilitate out the hold up few bust of come from his penis, and the last few jerks of pleasure. breathing hard 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 habits when she cleaned up his room tomorrow.

His shrinking pecker rearranged inside his sideslip, his zipper pulled up in seconds, and the step-in returned to the chair by the examination couch, Doctor of the Church Lorenzo, the highly respectable, reputable but over-sexed medical practitioner went quickly over to his own personal washbasin to make certainly that he would have scrubbed his handwriting clean of all vestige of cunt, cock, ass and lube, before Karen, also scrubbed houseclean, could re-enter his consulting room.

Inside the locker, Karen hurriedly rinsed and dried her hands again, checked her overall appearance in the mirror above the wash washbowl, straightened her clothing as best she could. Aware that she was still flushed and over-excited, feeling bare under her wench, her ticker had started beating fast again. She grasped the door grip and pulled, thus returning to the smartness of Doctor Lorenzo 's consulting room, where Dr. Lorenzo was seated behind his oak desk. She was greeted by the same winning smile. doc Lorenzo was calm again and had reverted to character. `` I sincerely hope you are feeling a lot better now, Mrs Alan Shepard. ``

Not struggling to come up her words at all now, Karen replied : `` Oh yes physician Lorenzo, much often effective. I ca n't order you how much. ``

Doctor Lorenzo understood. `` I can opine ... I said it would be alright, did n't I ? Not at all painful ... even pleasurable ... do you agree, finally ? ``

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

Then : `` I do hope that none of it has caused you any discomfort ... gives you cause for ailment ... distress ... doubts about the whole thing ... '' His dark eye supercilium were slightly furrowed. Doctor Lorenzo still had to be measured about his professional person position and his career.

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

Approaching the medico 's desk, she bent down to recover her purse on the floor by the leather chair where this adventure had all started. She thought again about her panty, still on the chairperson beside the couch, but decided not to urinate a show of getting it back ; she wanted to entrust as quickly as possible, and with whatever was left of her dignity. Ideas were taking shape in her mind.

Doctor Lorenzo stood up, and they both looked at each former with smiling middle. But neither of them was to broach the field of the doc 's caresses on Karenic 's belly, his use of her clitoris, the invasion of his expert stiff finger's breadth into her wet vagina and the obviously pure pleasure she had enjoyed throughout her first clyster experience, as she surrendered herself to it all, and finished with probably the most acute climax she had ever felt in her life history.

And Karenic had no estimation of what the Doctor of the Church had been doing all the fourth dimension she had been preoccupied with her gut emptying and her confidant cleansing. She did however, glance down at doc Lorenzo 's crotch as he stood up ; was that a moist maculation she saw on the front of his pant ?

Doctor Lorenzo : `` I 'll say you something else, Mrs Shepard ... Karen : enemas are not simply a way of relieving physical trouble ... bowel inaction, blockages such as yours. They are often used as a means of enhancing sexual gratification. Between duet in the intimacy of their own base and so on ... if you 'd wish to know more, you can find plenitude of information on the net ... or you are welcome to come and see me again ... anytime. ``

Karen 's crease eyebrow must have indicated the surprise and dubiousness she was feeling about what the doctor was saying.

'' Really ... looking at at a few web site ... you 'll see what I mean, '' he said finally, smiling as ever, with his bedside manner smile. Then, handing her a card which Karenic noticed had a mobile telephony bit as well as that of his consultancy : `` Either way, call 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, finger discharge to use my Mobile River number. It wo n't be a job for me to anticipate and see you at home. ``

A thought flashed through Karen 's head as she gazed into those dark center : `` I 'd really like to see that bedside manner smile alongside my own bed one of these Clarence Day. Or punter still - in it. '' But of course it was just fantasy.

Doctor Lorenzo moved around from behind his desk, broke what seemed to have been a long silence : `` My secretary will deal with the paperwork tomorrow. In the meantime, Karenic, relax and revel your new found exemption. You should be able to get back to formula ... bowel activity from now on. ``

As Doctor Lorenzo walked her out of his consulting way, to the release, Karen had many other cerebration spinning around in her head - not to the lowest degree of which that she still wore no panty. But initiatory affair first. The panty could wait ; she had plenty of others at home. She accepted the Doctor of the Church 's assuredness, squeaking clean hired hand 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 steps leading down to the street.

Doctor Lorenzo watched Karen 's attractive, shapely figure descend, thinking to himself : `` She left her pantie. She 'll be back. What a fabulous ass. I must call Sandie and thank her for the recommendation, '' before turning quickly back to his consulting room to do a footling important housekeeping at the end of the working day.

Karen skipped down the stairs to the street, ran as fast as she could to her car, feeling the chill even air wafting onto her nakedness under her chick and calming the burn in her face. She just knew she was moist again down there. Fumbling for the key in her handbag and unlocking the car threshold, she plopped into the driver 's butt, felt the soft cloth against her unfinished ass. She grabbed her own fluid phone from her purse and began to dial Larry 's number, fingers trembling.

'' First things first, '' she spoke aloud, with a warm glow of intense and assuage prevision as she waited for Larry to reply.

THE END