Patient epithet : Marie Davidson

33years. 120Pounds. 5'4 ”.

My wife was going to get her one-year staring physical. She had never seen this MD before. We just found him in the topical anaesthetic listings.

We were both very excited as we waited in his exam way. My married woman was terrified. She hated doctor examination. They are hugely mortifying and humiliating and often atrocious for her.

I could see the awe on her face as we waited and waited.

After a xlv moment hold because the doc had some kind of emergency he had to deal with, the door opened and the doctor came in. The farseeing time lag and the anticipation made us both as wound up as citizenry can be. Every spunk in my trunk felt galvanising. And then ...

We were both stunned. I could see the expression of shock absorber on my wife 's face, and I am indisputable I had one also.

This guy was HUGE !

I am six human foot two inches and he towered over me. Probably four inches taller than me.

But I did n't realize the real implication of this until the next mo when it all coagulated in my mind.

We both stood to greet him as he suck out his script to didder mine first.

His hand was monstrous. My hand disappeared into this huge fist with the juicy fingers I have ever seen. Palming a b ball was not a problem for this guy.

Then he judder my wife's script and her tiny deal completely disappeared into the meaty fist and I saw the horror on her boldness as she stared at his enormous hand. She knew that those humongous fingers would soon try to penetrate her finespun vagina and that thought terrified her.

We all sat while he asked some interrogation. The only medical concern she had was that she had been bleeding very heavy last few stop. And having lots of pain in the neck and some incontinence.

He said something like,"we will see if we can forecast this all out."

I could n't stop staring at his Brobdingnagian fingers.

Then he said the words I had been waiting to see,

"Alright, if you will transfer all of your clothes and put on this scrubs I will be back in a minute and we can get started."

I might have forgotten to mention that I am a big pervert and I love doctor exam. Actually, I love anything that gets my married woman naked in presence of another man.

Massages, doctor, nudist clubs…

But a doctor exam is the right. Not only will this foreign man see her completely nude statue in a minute, but he will finger her all over. And finger her !

The instant he said,"hold off all of your clothes ..."my dick grew ten times.

She started to pull in off her shirt and I got down to untied her shoes.

I knew she would try to get the gown on as fast as she could, but when she got her top off and was undoing her trouser I started feeling her bosom. She tried to drive me away. An arguing we had had many time before. Every year in fact at her annual exam.

"Come on. You said I could feel you a little before the exam."She knows I love this so a good deal. Finally she acquiesced and I felt her up as she took off her pants and undies. I was in heaven. She was undressing for a strange man and I was feeling the most amazing business firm breasts.

I rubbed her nicely trimmed mound and slipped a finger inside her. She pushed me away.

I protested, and begged,"just a piddling please."

Again she let me rub her mound some but when I slipped my finger in again she pushed me away and put on the gown.

But I got my feels and my gumshoe was rock hard.

I tried to convince her that if she was aroused the exam would be easier because her natural lubricating substance would give up the instruments and finger's breadth to skid in more than easily.

And I believe this is true, but she was not convinced.

She sat on the table in the lose weight scrubs and waited. She was already all red with overplus and now she was also mad at me. So she was starting this exam already really tense. When she is tense pelvic examination are always more painful.

She looked so vulnerable and scared and young sitting there. Her second joint exposed nicely below the short exam gown. Erect nipples poking from under the thin gown. It was so hot. I felt bad for her cause I knew how scare off she was. But still I was rock hard.

I kept feeling her up through the night-robe as we waited.

I knew she was scared of this guy and his fat fingers. Internal test always hurt her. She has a humble vaginal opening and I think it gets tighter if you do n't stretch it for a piece. So I had not had sex with her for one month before this exam.

We both knew this would be painful for her.

The doc came in and said,"lets get started."

He did routine optic and ear stuff first. I was fascinated by how tiny she looked in his atrocious hands. He moved her head around and she looked like a doll.

Then he opened the gown in the dorsum to listen to her lungs.

The aspect of her beautiful back and bottom bare on the table was heavenly.

When he was done he went to the movement and said,"lets have a look at your white meat now."

She whispered,"Okay."

As he stood in front of her, towering over her, his huge hands picked up the gown on each shoulder and dropped it in her lap. Completely exposing her pleasant-tasting breasts to us.

And they are splendid !

In my opinion.

At 33 her firm wide-cut B cup breasts still point out on her chest. Barely any sag at all. Lips-red, silver-dollar-sized ring of color and sway surd nipples.

This firstly exposure is the best part of an test for me and the idea of exposing herself to a strange man terrorizes her. I love this bit. In my judgement it lasts minutes.

The doctor and I both stared at my wife's bare chest. As we looked I could see the red splotches start to appear on her pectus and belly. She was about as obstruct as she could be. Here was this stranger just staring at her breasts. It was so humiliating for her. And she knew I loved it, so that made her mad as well. She just stared past the doctor at the wall.

After we just took in the view for what seemed like a long metre, the doctor said,"alright."

he then put one hand under a breast and put his early bridge player on top of it and started squeezing her bare breast between his hands.

He did this technique on both titty just feeling the whole boob and rolling it around between his hands. Then he started pressing and lifting.

This is when she started wincing. Her chest get very sore about a workweek before her period starts. And this was that accurate day, so they were extremely sore already.

As he pushed and squeezed her white meat she winced and squirmed more and more. I could see tear welling up in her oculus. That was unusual. It did n't usually hurt that much, but sometimes they are very sore from her cycle.

The doctor seemed totally oblivious to her discomfort and just continued to mangle her delicate lulu. And he was very crude with them. He squeezed them tighter than doctors usually do it seemed to me.

He finished with each white meat by pinching with the digit of both hands underneath the breast and both thumbs on top.

He squeezed and slid his hands from the Qaeda all the way out to the end of her tit. This looked brutal, even if her breasts were n't already sore. It looked like he was trying to pull her off of the table by her breast.

"Ow ! Ow ! Ow ! Ow ! Ow !"she cried as he pulled so brutally on her. Then he repeated the move on her other breast.

"Owww !"she cried out.

As he said,"that looks unspoiled,"and turned away, my wife wiped the weeping from her middle and sat staring straight ahead. She hated us both. She loathed me for enjoying this abuse of her.

And, she knew the bad was yet to come.

The MD turned back with the chart in his mitt and asked,"did n't the nurse get your weightiness and BP ?"

My wife didn't say anything so I finally said she had not.

He said,"well lets do that tangible fast if you will step over here,"as he walked to the just scale against the wall.

My wife pulled her gown up and held it at her neck instead of tying it and walked over to the scale.

The opinion from my rear was brilliant. Her unhurt rachis and bottom and all of her leg were fully exposed to me.

Even after all these yr of marriage, she is the most magnificent creature in my public opinion. I could n't lie with her butt more. Firm and bouncy. worldly concern course of instruction. Her best feature.

She showed it to me as he took her weightiness and made her turn around for the height part. With her script up holding the linkup at her neck, the nightie was lifted at the hem. I could just see her pink backtalk below the gown. And all of her fantastic, now fire-engine red, peg. Then she walked back to the exam mesa giving the Doctor of the Church the spectacular bring up view I just had.

He said,"alright lets do the pelvic test now."

She meekly said,"okay."

He said,"slide down and put your metrical foot in the stapes,"as he pulled the stirrup out and extended them. Blood rushed to my already over pressurized penis. My nut actually started to ache at this point.

I saw her face cringe as she knew he was about to wait at her most sexual persona. Her freshly shaved puffy garden pink brim !

She put her feet in the stapes and I 'm sure that was his first view of her nicely trim cunt lips.

I could see on her face that she knew it also. Her face had been angered. It was her, ‘ I hate every man'face. But now it was her frighten fount.

She hated being exposed to a stranger.

The MD then said,"now slide down until your rear end is at the very end of the table. She moved again but not enough so now he said,"slide down until you feel your bottom touch my hand."

I could n't see him tint her nates, but he was finally quenched and he lifted the robe up to her knees.

The way he left it blocked her aspect of him and what was happening, and she hated it when Doctor of the Church do that. She pulled it down to her belly. Completely exposing her legs and pubic hillock and some belly to us.

He looked at her questioningly and she said she likes to see what is going on.

He just said OK.

He put a hired hand on each of her adorable thighs and said,"first I will look everything over on the alfresco and pass water sure we do n't see anything unusual."The smell of his atrocious work force on her firm white second joint was AWESOME !

He pushed on her unadulterated thighs and spread her legs and then turned his attention to her vagina. He poked her lips, which I had shaved that morning. I left a nice mend in front but trimmed where it goes out to the side of meat too far, and from her clitoral hood down she was completely hairless.

When he first touched her, her whole soundbox stiffened. Her articulatio genus closed and the doctor had to labour them back open up. He put his hired hand on her lilliputian knee and she looked like a child next to such a large man.

He touched her bare cunt mouth and pressed on her hair covered mound. She seemed to move barely perceptibly. And I am sure as shooting involuntarily.

Her hands were clenched in clenched fist and all red and white knuckled.

She hated being touched by a alien. And here was this monster of a man poking her about intimate parts. She hated it and was furious. With me, with him, with the entire medical residential area for requiring this humiliating ordeal.

I stood up side by side to her and took her clenched fist in my handwriting to comfort her. And I got a much comfortably scene while standing.

He felt her mound for quite a patch. He asked if she felt any pain or anything.

He slipped one digit barely into her and pinched her fat puffy lip to check some gland he explained.

Then he said the secondly most waited for sentence in this show.

He said,"now I will put one digit inside you."

She was now holding my hand, and immediate she squeezed it as hard as she could.

So it is important to fuck that at this stage he has not put anything in her, and he has not taken the pap smear yet.

He explained that lubricant can intervene with the correct final result of a pap test, so you are not suppose to use any lubricant before you take the pap smear.

medico often put one fingerbreadth in a woman 's vagina without any lubricant to locate the place and form of the cervix uteri. This tells them where to put the speculum to get a dependable view of the cervix.

I believe they are also suppose to use this ‘ one finger's breadth in the vagina'technique to determine the size of the chess opening. So they know what size speculum to use. But I have only known of one doc who used anything other than a standard, enceinte graves speculum.

A really big musical instrument for a diminished woman.

Anyways, this guy did use the big graves, but we are not there yet.

Next he gloved up before putting this dry finger into my wife's tiny vagina.

After he told her what he was going to do, he spread her lips some with his other hired hand and just rammed his tremendous finger into my terrified wife's tiny vagina.

She squealed and pulled back on the table some, and he said,"you 're okay. Just relax."

This was a completely dry finger shoved into a very dry vagina. In a charwoman who was tops tense from fearfulness. It hurt. Alot. And him saying,"you're ok…"made her want to kill him.

He felt around and as he moved I felt her body twitch and squirm from the pain.

He then yanked it out and said,"OK, now we will put the speculum in and do the internal exam."

Again, she squeezed my hand as hard as she could.

As I said, he pulled out a bombastic graves speculum but he kept it low so she did not see how big it was. We had talked about the different sizes and she was suppose to ask him if he could use a smaller sizing, but she was so freaked out she forgot. And, supposedly, so did I.

Again, he had not taken the pap cytologic smear yet, so with no lubricant he rammed this large, metallic element official document into my married woman's garden pink vagina. He just pushed. I could see her frail puffy pink lips pulled inward with the metal device.

Again she pulled back on the board and this clip in a very angry vocalisation she shouted,"OUCH !"

He said,"I 'm dingy, but we cant use lubricant."He could consume opened her with one hired hand to stool insertion easier. And he could give birth done it slowly instead of just pushing hard. And, he could stimulate used water as a variety of lube. Not great but better than dry. And as I said, he could have used a much smaller speculum.

Again you could see tears welling up in her eyes.

He said,"I'll give you a irregular to adjust to it."

In a few seconds he rotated the speculum and opened it. She squirmed and bit her lip and squeezed my helping hand and made minuscule whimpering sounds.

She kept jumping every clock time he moved it. It must accept been terribly unspeakable. The speculum was at least twice as wide as it should suffer been.

When it was situated right he looked in and said,"well your cervix looks good."

He took a pap blot and she jumped when he did, but she was not tearing up now. Now she was just pissed !

Again, I was standing at her side looking over her hummock at the action, so I had a pretty good view.

When he took the speculum out he did n't close it any until only like a half in of the bill was still at bottom her.

I have seen the proficiency of removing the speculum, and I know that they try to hold it open as they remove it so they can see the side of meat of the vagina. To look for wound or anything that looks unusual. But they try to shut it as they are removing it because the end of the bank bill are much across-the-board than farther up on the shank of the tool. Bottom line. It hurt like netherworld. And it looked like he intended for it to hurt !

She made a sound and pulled back and squeezed my hand so hard. Her mitt squeezes were a really a good feed back chemical mechanism on her pain in the ass level. And that one hurt.

"Now I will do a digital exam,"he said,"and this time I can use lubricant so it habit be so uncomfortable."he had a ‘ pleased with himself'look on his case like that made the late pain acceptable. I knew his uncaring posture was making her madder. And ‘ uncomfortable,'is not how she would describe it.

He sat down and what my married woman did n't see, but I did, made me squeeze her hand as gruelling as I could.

I 'm an enigma. I probably do n't really know what that means, but I am complicated. I love the pain and her humiliation, but sometimes I hate it. Sometimes, for example, at a nudist encampment or something, I'll get all jealous and try to keep people from seeing her. But I really love showing her dead body to strangers. Sometimes I want to protect her. This, for about 30 seconds, was one of those times.

I squeezed her hand as hard as I could and my inexperienced person, compliant wife looked at me with a confound and scared feel on her beautiful nerve. I was scared for the pain I knew she was about to feel. I wanted to stop the ordeal. But then I looked at the scene, and my hawkshaw involuntarily jerked and spurted some precum.

The finally time she had jumped from the pain in the neck, her long curly hair flew into her face and she had shaken it back. But did n't use her bridge player. So right now one lock chamber of silky whorl was stuck on the slope of her thick lips. She was a beautiful animate being. Her mouth were begging for my member. The brownish sleek roll pointing the way to her thoroughgoing mouth.

Her heart changed quickly to terrified as she saw the terror on my face.

She screamed, and I mean screamed,"OUCH !"As she sat just and tried to pull in away from the doctor ramming, and I mean ‘ ramming'TWO of his monstrous fingers half deeply into her vagina, aided by the plentiful lubricant. She later told me she was certainly he had torn her skin when he did that. The painfulness was so intense. She said it felt like a knife cut her lips.

He had his other paw over her second joint, right by her belly and held her in place with that helping hand so she could not extract out any.

It was an awing sight. He completely surrounded her thigh with his huge paw so she could not move. And his finger were buried second knuckle trench in my married woman's vagina.

He said,"ill apply you a endorse to get used to that."

It was going to consider a lot more than a second. I am an mediocre guy, but honestly his index finger finger was nearly as wide as my penis. Not quite. And now he had rammed two of them into her.

He had obviously bottomed out. I knew he was bottomed out because as he pushed into her, she moved back the equal amount.

She settled back onto the table and onto his fingers.

He stood between her bare Caucasian legs with two fingerbreadth in my wife's vagina, then he started pushing on the silky hairsbreadth of her bush. I had shaved her from her clitoric exhaust hood down. So from my position I could see the air lips of her puffy pinko pussy squeezing his fingers.

"Before we do anything else lets try out your sinew tone,"he said.

She had told him abut having urinary incontinence and he said that he would test her musculus note and that often Physical Therapy will solve the problem if it is just poor muscles.

So with two finger's breadth still in her he said,"now I would care you to tweet my finger as hard as you can when I say to. As if you are trying your best to hold back an overfull bladder."

"okey, squeeze."his eyebrow went up as he exclaimed,"oh ! Very good."he twisted his finger's breadth in her vagina, then he said,"and again."and again he said,"Excellent !"

He seemed genuinely surprised at how strong her vagina brawniness are. And wow, they really are !

While moving around his fat digit in her vagina, the doctor said,

"well that is not your issue. You have very good muscle flavor in your vagina. Do you do exercises ?"

My shy married woman answered immediately in a very humble meek voice.

"Yes, I do kegels all the time."It seemed like he sort of grinned. Probably not, but he was certainly thinking about her tight vagina and those topnotch firm muscles.

He continued to poke his fat fingerbreadth into her extend pussy for a really long time.

He shoved his fingerbreadth in as deep as they would go. I could feel her move back as he did. When he located her ovaries and pinched them between his two enormous fingers which were in her vagina and his other helping hand on her belly, she squeaked and jumped and grimaced.

He did that on each side, and again, it seemed to me that he wanted to make it hurt to a greater extent than it needed to. He rolled her ovaries as she grimaced and squirmed on the table.

Even with all his pushing, he never got is fingerbreadth in cryptical than half way.

Finally he, and she, had had enough and he pulled his sopping foamy fingers out of her and her vagina immediately snapped shut.

And then, as he was doing it, so she had no admonition, he explained that he was about to put one finger back in her vagina as he put one in her bottom.

I could see the brat on her facial expression as she wanted so very much to shout NOOO ! ! ! I know she was picturing the size of those huge fingers.

But he did it and she pulled away and bit her lip to keep from screaming. For a endorsement she had control. But he plunged deeper in a second and her heading went back in a agonistic excruciation that I have never seen before, and she groaned.

He prodded her like that for about three instant and she stayed tense and arched the wholly time.

Then it was over.

My lump were about to explode.

He took off his glove and my wife sat up, put her feet down and put the gown back on.

I was sad it was over but my glob couldn't postulate too much more. I'm sure she was so grateful it was finally over.

But the doc wasn't done with us yet.

"So I did n't see anything really abnormal in the exam that would explain your unusual menstrual hertz,"he said.

"But your uterus and cervix seemed a little stiff. I would look more mobility in the uterus of a woman your age. That could bespeak something abnormal"

"An ultrasonography would give us Thomas More information, but I think a simpler test might be an endometrial biopsy. Have you ever had one ?"

She looked at me bedevil and I said,"no I do n't think so."

"wellspring they are very common and performed in a MD office so I thought you might sustain had one and be familiar with the procedure.

He explained the function which involved holding the cervix with an especially horrible tool—my term, not his—they call a ‘ clamp'and putting a canula into the uterus through the cervix to gather up cells. On the open sounded fairly no big deal.

"If it were scheduled we could possess recommended that you take some Tempra before the procedure and that would all but eliminate any discomfort."

That could n't have been a bigger lie.

"But if you want to get it now and get it over with I have done many without Tylenol. And I could present you a dig of novacain and that would decimate any uncomfortableness. But they typically are n't very uncomfortable."

Another huge lie.

So my wife looked at me for my belief and I just shrugged. I knew my desires would overthrow any logic I had, so this had to be her decision.

And I was surprised to realize that even though I love medical erotica and scan all kinds of stuff about women and medicine, I did n't bonk what this procedure was.

She finally said,"well I 'm already here."

"Great. I'll get some supplies and be right back."

I hugged her as she sat on the end of the examination board. And of course of instruction I felt up her splendid breast while I did. She was so out of it that she did n't even object. And they are fantastic. They stand out so solid on her chest of drawers. business firm and muscular. With rock-hard pap begging to be bitten. I squeezed them and flopped them in my hand.

The doctor came back and the nurse with him.

She had a tray of tools.

The doctor sat on the potty at the end of the board and said,"okay, if you will lay back down and put your feet up in the stirrup iron. This time she wiggled her penetrate down to the end of the test table without being asked. When she was as he wanted, and she had pulled the surgical gown out of her way again, he inserted the speculum again. It did n't seem to hurt any less this clock time. She grimaced and crawled back on the mesa before settling back down and allowing the metal instrumental role to fully penetrate her.

The Doctor of the Church opened it with the insensitiveness he had shown throughout the exam. Again she squirmed and wiggled her abdomen. But she was obviously trying to take it. She did n't make a sound this time.

When he had the instrument fully open he prepared a needle.

He said,"Now I will give you two flying injections—he actually gave her three—of novacain. You might find a fragile taking into custody or cramp.

So the medical notion, I think, is that because there are so few nerve finish in the internal parts of a soundbox, that sometimes affair like phonograph needle are n't felt at all. And sometimes its just a touch because of so few nerve ending.

But sometimes things hurt like infernal region. Or maybe some women have more nerve conclusion ? I dunno. But the ‘ botheration'or ‘ spasm'was n't close to what my married woman seemed to experience.

As he plunged the first needle into her uterine cervix, her whole dead body stiffened as if she were suddenly electrocuted and every musculus in her body was fully clenched. Her headway went back against the table and her spine arched up and she was stiff as a panel. Since she had the gown on with the possible action in the front, as she arched it fell outdoors completely exposing the breast farthest from me.

She barely started to decompress and settle back to the table when he jabbed her again and she stiffened like that a mo time.

I have never seen anything like that. The infliction must have been excruciating. I have seen her suffer mass of trauma including a snap off rib and a broken leg, but I have never seen her tense with annoyance like that.

The third one was exactly the like. When she settled I saw that her font was covered in sweat beads. She was panting and seemed out of breathing time. Her face was beet red.

The Doctor of the Church was completely oblivious to her the all prison term. With his tending all on her pussy.

"Now we need to afford your oz slightly. I will put in gradually larger rods. You should n't palpate anything.

She did.

She later told me they hurt like perdition. But she said she hated him so much at that period she was not going to give him the expiation of seeing her suffer out loud. She believes all doctors primary purpose is to bring down pain on women. Don't get her started on mamography.

Before the Dr. could extend her he needed to ‘ clamp'her cervix to bear it still. Clamp is not an exact de***********ion of this gimmick called a tenaculum which is really two very channelise deals that pierce the cervix uteri to hold on to it.

The tip are the size of a freshly sharpened pencil. That long of a point, maybe one twenty-five percent inch, and a heterosexual portion behind the compass point so each full point is about a half inch long. Its a brutal device.

He picked this thing up and I saw the points and knew what he must be going to do with it. So I moved and went behind him. The nurse was on one slope bent-grass over observation, and I went on the other side and bent down so I could see. I figured the sorry was he would say go sit down. But he did n't appear to care.

He put the cock into her vagina and the points on either side of her cervix and then squeezed them together with the handles and locked them closed.

SHE SCREAMED."OUCH !"But it was a crying sort of ouch. A voice I have never heard out of her before. Her eyes were immense. She pulled back on her elbows and really pulled back from him a ripe pes on the table.

But he was holding the tenaculum which was piercing her cervix. It looked as if he pulled her back down to the end of the table with the tenaculum. rent were streaming down her nerve. Her clenched fist were clenched to her chest as red and white knuckled as I have ever seen. She finally settled back down onto the table and the doctor immediately inserted a sound to stretch her out.

She pulled back and made a ugly sad sound. Still openly crying. The physician still oblivious to her reaction. Each rod caused her to grimace and draw out up on the table. And white knuckled each time.

Each larger dilator hurt more it seemed. respective fourth dimension he said,"there you go. You're mulct, Just relax."She bit her lip so hard it was bleeding a picayune. I knew she wanted to kick him.

He used four speech sound then shoved in an extra long one to examine the depth of her uterus. She again squeaked when he hit the back up o her uterus.

Finally he shoved in the canula for taking the samples.

It was a plastic rod slightly smaller than a straw. It has a rough opening on one side and as you shove it in and out it scrapes electric cell info the tube which collects the sample.

It was much bragging than the bombastic sound and again seemed to hurt tremendously. As he shoved it in and out of her uterus through her now brutalized cervix uteri she was obviously in agony. He pulled on the tenaculum as he shoved the rod in and pushed on the torture device as he pulled the rod out.

She threw her forefront from incline to side and arched her book binding with each inward thrust. She was sorting of grunting with painfulness. The gown was completely spread out from her activity and her knocker bounced magnificently on her sweaty chest. Her nipples were prospicient than I have ever seen. It was salacious ! snag streamed down her cheeks. I was certain she was about to shout ‘ STOP.'

‘ NO MORE !'

But she just cried and flopped about.

Finally he was done and pulled the canual out and gave it to the nurse. He opened the tenaculum but the dot seemed to be stuck in the gob they had made in her cervix. And it was bleeding. The doctor had to wiggle them and then twitch them out to free them.

She jumped and screamed.

He handed the tool to the nanny who was already at the door and he said, merrily,"all done, you can get dressed now."

rent streamed down her cheeks.

I helped her put her cloths on.

After I took some pics of course. I made her sit on the test mesa again. But nude person, and I took flick. Then I made her lay back. Then I wanted one with my fingerbreadth in her but when I pushed my digit in she snapped back to realism and just said,"no,"and jumped up and got dressed. I took more exposure as she got dressed.

She did n't say anything to me for two days.

The biopsy turned up nothing and her flow went back to convention on their own.

We did eventually get a vaginal ultrasound. It was awesome.

That doctor's office was closed next twelvemonth when I called and he was no longer in the local listing .