MRS SHEPARD go TO THE DOCTOR'S

Chapter One - Karen and Larry :

Karen Sam Shepard, an attractive but shy, somewhat self-conscious divorcée in her thirties, had a personal problem. It was a by way of an intimate and embarrassing issue, and it troubled her no end. She was not in the to the lowest degree enthusiastic about going to see a Doctor of the Church and discussing her quandary, especially as she had only just taken up hall in a new dwelling house in the country, and did n't get laid any of the physician in the nearby town at all.

book binding home, in her late life, she had grown up in a townsfolk where the MD was a womb-to-tomb friend of the class. Doctor Stroud, whom Karenic always called 'uncle'had practised his profession in the Lapplander tail since Karen was a just little girl, and everybody knew him and had confidence in him. Even as a adolescent, when forcible affair can be a trouble, she never had any inhibitions about going to the surgical process, and felt she could talk to Doctor Stroud about anything at all - about her changing trunk, her flow, her budding breasts, her vaginal infections, anything. It 's quite different, when you grow up with the familiarity of consulting your Doctor of the Church from a very early age. And for Karenic it was sometimes easier to open up and discuss her virtually insinuate closed book with a doctor she 'd known all her life, than to talk to her parents.

But now, here, in this country townsfolk, where she knew almost nonentity yet, the idea of going to see a strange doctor for the beginning time struck reverence into her ; each time she thought about having to do it, palpitations started in her breast, her gut ached more than ever. She knew she would simply throw to do something eventually ; she could n't subsist with her little problem forever. But she kept putting off the succeeding vital but important stride, still hoping vainly that the takings would conclude itself naturally.

It did n't. And so, the days and weeks passed, and Karen did n't determine the courageousness to exceed her timidity and call a doctor for an appointment. Not only was Karen shy, but she suffered from anxiousness onrush sometimes, and this quandary was not helping her in her daily life. At all.

Karen Shepard reflected on all this at home alone one bounce dawn, clutching her mug of tea in her two hired hand and gazing out of her kitchen window across the Brobdingnagian plantation bordering her new base. Feeling sorry for herself, she thought about how it was in danger of wrecking her newly-found and until now, fulfilling sex life, having this woeful complication every day. She had a unspoilt and caring lover, but she had n't dared recount Larry anything about her concerns. Her natural shyness and inbuilt inhibition, prevented her from finding the courage to explain to him, simply, why in recent times she had been so reluctant to institutionalize herself to fully lovemaking, like before.

Larry lived a few hour'thrust away, but she had started to invent reasons to avoid him staying overnight at her home. She nevertheless felt such a warm heart for him and loved the sex, the closeness and the quick puff she experienced when he was there. Now, she inevitably had guilty feelings about this situation.

They had met during a two-day body of work conference, 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 bonk how to deal with it ; ultimately he found her colored tone and shapely figure captivating. For her component, Karen, enjoyed Larry 's relaxed personality and good looks. He got her feeling relaxed in his party within a very short time.

They had dined together in the restaurant of his hotel at the end of the conference. It had been a very pleasant evening, and Karenic had got to feel to a greater extent unwound than for a very long time, thanks to Larry 's leisurely way of talking to her, smiling and entertaining her. But, against Larry 's secret Bob Hope, there was to be no passionate night with Karen in his hotel elbow room this time. She had not drunk much at all, and insisted on driving herself home, alone ; Larry had to be depicted object that night with a brief candy kiss as her walked her to her car, and then remain affected role for another two weeks, before Karenic allowed things go in a sexual direction.

The passionateness erupted, seemingly quite spontaneously one Saturday evening, when Larry had dined Karen again in the Saame eating house, and she had invited him into her home for the very number one time. She had prepared herself in progress ; the business firm and especially her bedroom were clean and immaculate, fresh sheets on her bed, lighting was dimmed in a way which Karen liked, confidant but allowing her to conceal her timidness. Over dinner party, and later when they settled together into her profuse sofa on her garden terrace, she had allowed herself to booze a little more wine-colored than was her drug abuse, and she felt well and truly cook now to commit herself to sexual intercourse with Larry, after two weeks of getting to get it on him.

cuddling seemed unbend, tender and natural, becoming more perfervid as the moments passed. Intimate caresses were exchanged spontaneously, and soon their glasses of vino were forgotten. Before long, they were fully stretched out on the sofa, partially strip down, 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 cautious fingers. By the sentence they stood and moved wordlessly, hand in manus to the interior and to her erotically lit bedroom, they were both more than quick for what was to observe ; they fell upon Karen 's bed, sass locked heavily, tongues thrashing together, script exploring everywhere at once, pulling at each others'already deranged clothing.

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

It was the first of all time that anyone had been able to channelise Karenic in the centering of a bed so soon after meeting her, and she discovered that night a new aspect to her sexuality ; it was as almost as though she steered Larry, not the converse. After overcoming her own surprise at the speeding of her entry and acquiescence, Karen began to realise there really was anxiety-free life after five years of sterile, wasted marriage. Her previously lonely divorcée universe took on a new dimension.

Once Larry had stripped off the rest of his own clothes and thrown them carelessly on the bedroom storey, nervously fished out of his trouser scoop a condom and rolled it onto his throbbing veer erection, their union was fast and furious that foremost time. Karenic, lying on her back, opened her thighs willingly and pulled Larry to her in the darkness of the mainsheet covered bed. His rima oris was soon glued back onto to hers, their tongues entwined, and Larry was pressing his nude soundbox down onto Karenic 's. He paused only long enough to suckle both her teat briefly, then return to pick her hot lips, seek her will tongue again. Feeling for the first off metre the joy of flesh against flesh, overwhelmingly raring to be inside her, Larry raised himself up onto his human knee, slipped his stiff, bursting, rubber covered unfeelingness far into Karen 's moist depths and ejaculated quickly with a oink of joy. Such was his overcome hullabaloo at this initial and long-awaited incursion of his new spouse 's gentle and welcoming eubstance.

Karen, enjoying the moment in her own way, did not culminate, but was not totally frustrated ; after all, she was used to intercourse without orgasm. She moaned quietly throughout, lubricated freely, kept her thigh pressed tight against Larry 's waist. She savoured the intensity of this hard, curved, pulsating Hammond organ inside her snatch as it spurted its semen into the condom, relished that she had been able to give pleasure to Larry with her consistence, enjoyed too, the exercising weight of his consistence afterwards, as he pressed down onto her, momentarily drained, panting hard into her mouth.

As his penis shrunk away and slipped out of Karen 's puss, the semen filled prophylactic barely integral, Larry was slightly embarrassed by his hasty interjection, though Karen said nada on the affair, just holding him close affectionately, without speaking, savouring this moment of initial closeness. He managed discreetly to cast aside of the condom, duly knotted, and after a suitable import of rest, kissing and mutual petting under the tabloid, he found his erecting returning quickly enough. At the right moment, he was capable to reach for another safety without any more precariousness, and this second fourth dimension, to luxuriate in the flaccid moistness of Karen 's hot inner holy. Her peg hooked over his, pulling him into her, as though seeking to sop up Larry 's phallus into her uterus. He slowed his pace this time, allowing Karenic to finger the volume of his desire for her, pausing in his gumptious thrusts to kiss her generous knocker, suck her backbreaking nipples for recollective second, then her mouth, as he resumed his journeying towards orgasm once more. Karenic was carried along by Larry 's industrious footstep, skill and rhythm, felt something happening to her for the initiative time.

minute later, Karen had her very beginning penetrative sexual climax. second after she came, Larry spurted a 2nd load of originative fluid into his condom, inside Karen 's lenient, quick, welcoming moistness. She was taken by surprise by the swiftness with which the orgasm came over her, trembled and shook as the jerking of Larry 's throbbing penis increased the sense experience of pleasure inside her climaxing vagina, gradually calming, until Larry 's hardness became balminess and he slipped away from her once again.

This time, Karen held Larry much tighter to her breast, loving the smell and feel of his laborious, slim dead body, 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 limb around her, his gentle heat and power.

They were not finished. They slept in each others'weaponry, and found each other again and again during the nighttime. They were more than a little reluctant to role on Billy Sunday even, after an intensely close Nox and long day, during which they only left Karen 's bed to use the bathroom or to eat, and only when thirstiness took over briefly.

Sex with Larry had been exceptionally in effect during those workweek after they became lover, and they began to pass most weekends together, either at Karenic 's domicile or Larry 's. When they were not shopping or strolling hand in hand in the country, they filled every waking time of day with abandon, discovering each others'bodies ; in Karenic 's case, a controlled abandon to the extent that she able-bodied to relax into the relationship. She discovered that it was possible to reach very intense penetrative orgasms without having to pass on for a credit card penis, a vibrating tube, and to share them with a caring partner for the first-class honours degree time, a totally new experience. For during her marriage ceremony to a self-centred man and a selfish fan, her only staring release had been through sneaky and lonely masturbation and fantasy.

Larry was a patient and attentive lover, and unhurriedly helped Karen to achieve heights of love she had never felt before in her last, her one and only premature intimate relationship. Although he knew that she was using the preventative pill, he was Thomas More than aware as well that risk of disease still made Karen queasy. He was heedful and considerate to use duplicate protection in the ahead of time day of their lovemaking, until Karen felt reassured and relaxed enough to allow cutis against cutis in the most intimate porta of her soundbox, and receive his seminal fluid into her. She did n't know if it was love that she felt for Larry, but at the end of two month she was very prosperous indeed in her kinship with him, and hoped that it would last. Her old bouts of anxiety came upon her less often than before.

Karen 's natural inhibitions in thing of sex showed early on, though, and Larry realised that she was far from cook to hurry into the more taboo areas of grownup lovemaking. He was always patient, and Karen certainly appreciated his qualities of gradualness and understanding. For a foresightful time, though, their lovemaking was uncoiled forward, in the darkness or semi-dark and under the sheet of paper ; always intense and ultimately satisfying, but Larry 's longer term, mellow desires were thwarted by Karen 's hesitancy to experiment. He would give birth liked to propel forward in their closeness, to taste and ploughshare the More forestall zona of the kingdom of the human body, bask oral sex. But he had to measure his tempo ; any press on such a reticent and potentially anxious woman as Karen could be calamitous to their human relationship at this ahead of time stage. Larry was already in dear, and would do nothing to pall Karen away at such a critical phase of their relationship.

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

When he suggested at the weekend that Karen come over for a romantic dinner and bring her overnight bag, she started finding excuses not to go. And she no longer suggested they spend a cosy, amorous weekend at her domicile either. Larry was confused, could feel no apparent logical system in her sudden coitus interruptus, especially since affair had gone so well up to now. He had done null awry. Karen did n't give foretoken that she wanted to take the relationship to an end, but at the same time was pulling back from it in odd fashion. She was giving out contradictory signals.

Chapter Two - Karen alone :

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

She felt a solid desire, sure as shooting. She would retrieve it easy to come out to lubricate, just watching a romantic moving picture at home alone or reading a grind & Boone. Or after a late Night Wednesday phone conversation with her lover, during which she relaxed and allowed Larry 's seductive words to excite her. As he whispered his hungriness, his adoration for her and described how he loved to hold and kiss her tit, nibble her swollen mamilla, stroke her back and especially her buttocks, she would feel her face flush with selfish pleasure, the heat rise in her pubic region and her pussy Menachem Begin to tingle.

For a few mo on the telephone, she forgot everything but the softness and the thrill of Larry 's spokesperson and his imaginary caresses on her body, the mental images of his hard, curved penis and his slim, firm body.

Sitting beside the phone table on her low potty, legs akimbo, she would call forth her yearn cotton Night attire over her waist and push aside her scanty. She would allow the digit of her free paw to stroke over the rim of her trimmed cunt very lightly, not probing, just a prelude to more serious attention later. For those few mo she longed to have Larry 's rigid cock inside her body, to feel it pushing and thrusting stiffly up towards her womb in that special way that now made her climax so easily. Then to feel the knock-down jerks of his cock and the spurt of his seed, to know that he was squirting and draining his liquid love into her once again.

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

She would lie there on her back on her bed, night dress high up over her breasts, step-in off, legs all-embracing, school principal back on her pillow. oculus closed, she would rub her clitoris with her fingers, roll her generous bosom, taking into custody her enlarged nipples, feeling the urges begin to mount up, then taking out her thick, pliant pink plastic vibrator from its personal draftsman, would begin to represent it around her sensitive pussy lips. She would cod her clit and vaginal opening for a while, anticipating the entry of this shaping pecker. 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 occasion like this, feeling almost desperate to prove that she still had the electrical capacity to convey herself to a climactic tip despite this shrewish thing, she had persisted in her onanism for well over an hour. She added more lubricating jelly, rubbing and rubbing the end of the bendy charge plate organ over her most sensitive pubic expanse, even thrusting the dildo in bass and operose and fast, hoping to stimulate her vagina by increasing the violence and celerity of her actions. She pinched her pap harder ; she sought more illusion in her brain, cried out Larry 's name. But it did n't work ; the more she insisted, the worse it became. She had no flood tide at the end, and her hapless abused pussy was finally sore from the excessive friction. She would throw her dildo onto the floor in anger and sob herself to sleep, feeling frustrated and very good-for-nothing for herself.

Karenic soon got despairing ; she knew she needed to see a doctor, and the Sooner the better. Her entire organic structure was uncomfortable, day and Nox. She had life-threatening stomach hurting intermittently, her sex life was in hiatus, she risked losing a man who had become dear to her. Something had to be done. And soon.

Chapter trio - Karen and Sandie :

Karen had been in this minor town in the country just a few months, and had made only one supporter during this time apart from Larry. A younger girl she worked with, Sandra - Sandie McPherson, proved to be a thoroughly, reliable booster to Karen ; she helped Karen find her way around her new job during the settling in flow, and they discovered very soon that they enjoyed each other 's company. They began to spend time together outside business office hours, having a drink, or just relaxing at home to watch tv, to listen to music and to natter. They talked a lot, shared their hopes and dreams, invented loony, impossible plots to bring about the downfall of unpleasant colleagues, discussed affairs of the nerve to the arcdegree that Karen felt able. Sandie was blond, shapely and sexy, and much more than afford in many means than her new booster, so Karen listened rather to a greater extent than talked, but that suited her just fine, in view of her timidity.

Sandie was unmarried, having successfully ( as she put it ) already escaped the conjugal aim of more than one suitor, and basically lived alone. But she had a gamy sex ride, and more than one boyfriend and sleeping partner. Karen did n't gauge her morals at all, secretly envying the simpleness with which Sandie balanced her private spirit and working career, and how she floated openly between devotee without feeling the obligation to pick out one or the former as a permanent wave fastness in her life. What she did n't begrudge though, was the health risk of exposure that Sandie obviously took in her sexual promiscuity.

But despite these differences in their confidence point and sexual posture, and their fundamental attitudes towards men, they got on exceptionally well. Karenic admired openly Sandie 's optimism and sureness, and Sandie cheered Karen up if she felt a little maudlin. She once tried to advance Karen to take a irregular lover, but for Karenic one man was quite enough. More than enough, in the Christ Within of her electric current condition.

One evening, Karen finally asked Sandie about doctors. She did n't say outright what her motivation was, just that she ought to register with someone, and wanted to make the right on choice. Even with Sandie, she hesitated about revealing her confidant needs right-hand then. Without falter, Sandie directed her to a sealed Doctor Lorenzo. With a wicked smile, she said : `` He 's the sound, and what 's more, the advantageously looking doctor for geographical mile around. ``

Pressed for more selective information, Sandie laughed, eyes rolling, but gave no more away. `` You 'll see '' she grinned, scribbling the phone phone number of a pad, and promptly changed the subject.

The next morning, breathing rapidly with anxiety, but realising Sir Thomas More than ever the importance of her need, Karen finally picked up the telephone and dialled Doctor Lorenzo 's number. After explaining briefly, without particular, to the repository that her trouble was fairly pressing, the sympathetic woman immediately gave her a tardy appointment, for that Sami eventide, after working hours.

Chapter Little Joe - Karenic and Doctor Lorenzo :

Karen was late 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 respective occlusion before stumbling into the large natural oak room access of the rightfield construction. At the entrance was a refine organization memorial tablet : Doctor Marcel Lorenzo MD, General Practitioner.

XVIII hour late for her date, Karen ran breathlessly up a escape of stair and burst clumsily and panting into the Dr. 's reception, where she found the medico 's secretary, a plain, frumpy middle-aged woman waiting for her. She had her coat already on, tidying up her desk, and seemed none too pleased.

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

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

wooden chair on the opposite side of the elbow room, smoothed down her annulus and fiddled nervously with her hair and the push of her blouse, to straighten herself up. After a brief interphone outcry to the doctor to announce Karen 's arrival, the secretary bid her good even and left.

As the minutes slipped by, sitting there uncomfortably, Karenic worried and worried more than and more about the coming audience ; she knew her anxiousness would increase, and she would hold difficulty finding the right language to explain and then hash out the detail of her predicament to this unknown doc. Not many words were necessary in real property, but she knew she would probably blush and stammer in a way she would never done with her old, intimate 'uncle', Doctor Stroud. But now it was almost too deep to turn and run ; she simply had to go through with this.

After a tense five more minutes, there was a sudden chink as the door leading to medico Lorenzo 's consulting room opened, causing a small-scale plosion of reverence in Karen 's chest ; out stepped a young man, leaving the door ajar. Smiling briefly in her counsel, he left, and Karen waited again. A moment later, she heard a soft but very masculine voice inviting her to come in right in. Taking a deeply breath, she stood up, and knees shaking, breast thud, she entered the intimate sanctum of the consulting room and finally came face to face with MD Lorenzo.

Closing the door, she crossed the large room, to where Doctor Lorenzo was seated, writing in a booklet. Placing the folder to one face, he looked up at her immediately, smiled broadly a doctor 's bedside manner grin and stood, to offer his outstretched hand.

His presence was immediately impressive, thought Karenic. Unlike her old intimate, medico Stroud, he was not wearing a white full length research laboratory coating, but a pale blue, short sleeved tie-less shirt and Black trouser. blue air to match perfectly his eyes, thought Karenic, and black to meet his hair's-breadth on his head and on his forearms and the spine of his hired hand. The Italian roue was obvious. He was sun tanned, and Karenic remarked, just as Sandie had indicated, that he was indeed a very handsome man. Probably in his middle forty, slim and elegant. And he had what could only be called : a winning smile.

Despite Karen 's anxiousness, she felt a small leap of another kind in her breast, and the tiniest womanly pleasure from seeing this darkness haired man with very White teeth smiling before her. As she slipped her hand into that of Doctor Lorenzo, she felt his cool credit crunch and another pleasant tiny growth in her instant. He invited her to sit down opposite him, on the former side of his wide glum oak desk with red leather gusset. The desk was big enough to accommodate a telephone set, a mish-mash of file cabinet and a portable computer, which was exposed on the side. Karen also noticed a photograph chassis, but it was turned away from her. Probably a family photo, she thought.

Karen sank hesitantly into a very comfortable, upright piano armchair of the same red leather, placed her handbag on the floor at her feet and clasped her script together on her lap. Her knuckle duster soon became ashen.

Waiting for the doctor to speak, she glanced around, noticing an scrutiny couch on one side of the way, and a small lavatory on the former. There was what looked like a toilet cabinet behind her, to one side of the entrance room access. Light came in brightly from a high frosted glass window behind Doctor Lorenzo.

From Dr. Lorenzo 's point of scene, he was equally impressed by Karen 's ledger entry into his private room, though after all his class of practising medication, outwardly he did n't usually usher it.

He was quite used to having all variety of cleaning lady before him, clothed and undress, 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 contour of her soundbox underneath her crisp Edward White blouse and brownish annulus, he saw that it was not bad at all, with majestic breasts which could n't be easily hidden, pushing at her buttoned front. And her cheek was pretty too, framed by brusk, orderly, dark hair. An added bonus. He allowed himself, therefore, the humoring of a slight twitch of his penis and roue to run into his downcast nervure, looking forward to the first occasion he would be able to see his new affected role 's consistency unveiled - whenever that may be. Then he broke the thought sharply, to look down and unfold another blue single file on the desk in front of him. He found very short information inside, just Karen 's name, savoir-faire and telephone number, and a note : `` ... new to domain, recommended by friend, Sandra McPherson ... ''

sightedness these few, but meaningful word of honor, in an instant, Doctor of the Church Lorenzo smiled inwardly, and his penis twitched again. He reminded himself that he had not seen Sandie for quite a while, and maybe he should call her, to prompt her that she ought to come for her veritable 'check-up'. He had always enjoyed examining Sandie. If she was too interfering, maybe he would anticipate by her house sometime, by agreement, of course. If that suited her ...

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

Trying to give the appearing of being calm, Karen explained briefly, in a slightly wobbly voice, her late reaching in the district, and physician Lorenzo asked one or two civil questions about her past lifetime and her piece of work. He was felicitous, he said, to have her on his inclination of patient. He explained too that he would have to get details of her medical exam history, and therefore needed to hold her filing cabinet from her previous MD. Karen, still breathing unevenly, tried to answer the doubtfulness in as slack manner as possible, but dreaded deep inside the consequence when Dr. Lorenzo would attain the gunpoint where it would be necessary to know why she had really come to see him.

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

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

This was it. Karen began to panic again. Breathing gruelling, she opened her mouth and tried to speak. Recognising her indisposition, medico Lorenzo placed his human elbow on his desk, clasped his hand together in social movement of his mouth, and waited patiently, still smiling. Then : `` Try to relax, Mrs Shepard ; tell me in your own way what 's troubling you. I 'm here to aid. ``

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

goose egg sensible was coming out, and Karen 's panic could only get more intense, if she did n't find a way to blurt out her headache. She tried intemperate to focus ; she had had plenty of time - all day to contrive what to say, but her logical system had gone, and here she was, blathering again.

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

'' Ah ! '' responded Doctor Lorenzo. `` I see, a inquiry of toilet. I suspect that you mean you are suffering from a bout of deadening, is that it ? ''

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

Nodding, Karen smiled, embarrassed and flushed, feeling regretful than she had ever felt in her life, even worse than on the day when she started her periods for the first fourth dimension and soaked her knickers, her dress and her schooltime seat with unexpected and terrifying juvenile catamenial leakings.

doc Lorenzo 's side by side few tidings were carefully measured to try and make Karen begin to feel More at ease and reassure her that he was there to help her with medical matters. He explained, simply that constipation was a very uncouth ailment, and there really was no need to feel stymy about it. He was certain he could decide her condition. What he did not say was that he was already thinking about the pleasure of examining Karen naked or partly unclad, and the choice of discussion, which he would also enjoy. His penis twitched yet again and started to fill up quite seriously. Doctor Lorenzo enjoyed his work.

Unaware of what was happening inside Doctor Lorenzo 's pants under his desk, and taking deep breaths, Karen began to square up a niggling better in her leather armchair, now that her confession was finally out. She did n't demand to speak for a little while, as the smiling, favorable doctor went on to excuse, in a fairly matter-of-fact doctor 's way, how constipation could uprise for various cause. He asked about her everyday and weekly diet, whether she ate a lot of vegetables and food grain, drank a lot of pee, took exercise. He told her also, that moving from one district to another, a change of body of water could be one of the causal agent of irregularity. And of course, anxiety itself would n't assist. Karen nodded now and again, listing in some detail what she had been habitually use up and drinking.

They established that she had had very few satisfactory visits to the commode in the close calendar month. Whenever she had been moderately successful, whatever she had produced had been dry and unspeakable. She had suffered severe stomach aches for several days.

Then, motion came up about Karenic 's sexual activity, and Doctor of the Church Lorenzo explained how irregularity could sometimes affect the ability to relax during sexual congress. Of line, Karenic knew all about this from first hand, but her shyness prevented her from going into detail about her relationship with Larry and her masturbatory pulley. She just hinted that, yes, she had, in fact, experienced 'certain difficulties'in that domain.

The doctor seemed perfectly to understand Karenic 's reluctance to say to a greater extent, measuring the emotional personality of his new and interesting patient with his many years of medical experience. Now, recognising her reserve, it occurred to him that the pleasance of helping this pretty new affected role could be even not bad than he had a first thought it might. Karen might even be the perfect patient for his vogue of treatment, and he smiled inwardly, enjoying the sexual power now flowing strongly through the veins in his penis.

Unaware of this invisible, increasing blood rate of flow in her new doctor 's nether area, Karen began to loosen. Her ventilation slowed, the thumping in her breast lessened. She stopped wringing her hired man together, and her own rakehell began to fall back into her fingers again.

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

Of track, apart from some kind of prescription, Karenic had no melodic theme, so she just fidgeted slightly and looked down at her clasped hands, the tension coming back briefly.

'' commencement, Mrs Shepard, I want you to try and make relaxed. We will find the best solution
for you, do n't care. That 's why we 're here, and you did absolutely the mightily matter in coming to see me. '' From his own point in time of scene especially, he thought.

'' Thank you ... I 'm trying to unbend, doc, but I 've never had this ... kind of ... job before, and frankly ... I 'm at a loss ... '' Karen sought more words, but failed to articulate what she meant.

'' I understand perfectly, '' replied MD Lorenzo, `` it 's a very personal and inner matter, and it 's perfectly rude that you would be embarrassed about it. But believe me, you 're not the only one to ingest experienced this discomfort, and as a doctor, I am well placed to suggest one of several solvent useable. ''

He seemed to reflect for a moment or two, then : `` first gear, I should post out a simple examination. Of your anus, Mrs Sam Shepard. Unfortunately my assistant, who is suck and secretary, has left for the day, and normally it is preferable to hold another distaff present. ``

He paused for a import, allowing Karen to think about what he had said, then went on : `` If you 're not too occupy about being alone with me right now, I will be happy to examine you this eventide, rather than have you make another date and await a while to descend back. We can get your job solved quicker. Again, please do n't worry - I 'll be very conciliate with you, and just a little national geographic expedition really is necessary to see what job exist, before we can decide whatever solution is appropriate for you. ``

Karen snapped out of her semi-relaxed body politic, and began trembling inwardly again. Only her new lover Larry had been anywhere near the intimate place of her organic structure 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 bathing tub, she had never stuck her finger into that spot. She did n't bonk if she could possibly allow this doctor she did n't know yet to deal the sort of intimate examination she began to envisage.

Dr. Lorenzo, this charming, handsome and apparently see and kindly doctor was talking about 'examining'her forbidden, personal and private nether part, and the whole idea simply alarm Karen, almost frightened her to Death - no matter how charming, smiling, big and attractive he was.

Then reflecting in the shortest potential time available, Karenic decided that his apparent forgivingness and his promise to be gentle were advance. She knew also, that if she did n't go along with his marriage proposal, she would be back at square one ; she would go on suffering a while longer, and would eventually have to return. Or worse : she would have to go see another doctor, who might not be as kind and gentle. Nor as handsome. Nor as charming.

Karen 's hesitancy, almost inactivity, gave the green Light to Doctor Lorenzo, and he stood up and invited Karen to go over to a waistline high, firm leather couch against a wall of his consulting room, and to lie down on it, on a full duration paper towel. But before lying down, he invited her to consider off her underwear, keeping on her blouse and wench. He turned his back, and Karen, having no choice, but still trembling, reached quickly under her doll, slipped down her tenuous scanty, folded it and placed it on a chair alongside, and finally climbed up onto the couch. Carefully re-arranging her skirt to overlay as near she could her upper legs and thighs, she lay back, placed her header onto a soft pillow and gazed up at the ceiling.

Once the rustle of the paper indicated to Doctor Lorenzo that she was lying down and comfortable, he turned back towards Karen and smiled again, reassuringly, as he put on a twain of very all right, colourless latex paint gloves.

Stretched out like that, staring at the wall, Karenic felt all at once totally vulnerable, but nevertheless cook to give herself up at concluding to whatever the doctor decided was necessary. She just wanted to get this examination over, puff on her pantie and run away from him as fast as potential, clutching what she hoped would be a lifesaving medical checkup prescription. Then doc Lorenzo, speaking softly, suggested that for this examination she might be better turned away from him, onto her left position, and waited as she shuffled again into that spatial relation. He was really looking forward to seeing underneath that brown business dame of Karen's.

There was a moment 's break, and then : `` I 'll just countermand up your skirt, Mrs Shepard. ''. Now on her get out side, and feeling cool, pleasant air on her bottom, second joint and legs, she heard him say : `` please deflect up your rightfulness leg up to your chest, keeping your left hand leg straight. Relax, this will only take a few moment ... ... it will be over before you know it. ``

Doctor Lorenzo 's optic fell upon the pale softness of Karen 's naked seat and second joint for the firstly time. He was certainly print. His penis was fully surd in an instant. His optic opened wider in secret pleasure. Here we go again, he thought.

'' first gear, I 'll just rub a little unsex lubricator between your seat around the entranceway to your anus, to help the insight of my fingerbreadth. Is this the first gear time you 've had such an examination ? ``

Hearing a sound of confirmation, he went on : `` I 'll be as aristocratic as possible ... .I do n't think you 'll see it too uncomfortable ... .. just a little ... ..strange the commencement time, but not terrible. Some people even find it ... ..pleasant ... ..stimulating. ''

This experience doctor knew that he was already finding it stimulating ; his penis was now very hard indeed, and was pushing at the battlefront of his knickers. Luckily, there was no tenting visible, due to the usual chokepoint of his underpants, but he was enjoying the exhilaration so far, the friction of the end of his putz against silk, and he relished the adjacent few minutes to come. It was an examination he had done a thousand times, and he had never failed to enjoy this totally intimate exploration and digital intrusion of the female body. In short-change, he was an ass man, and loved his work.

Karen, however, was now in turmoil. She had never wanted anyone, ever, to touch her delicate piddling anus, and in recent days she had felt such an ongoing soreness, a crisp discomfort there, due to her drive to go to empty her bowels. Now, this man was going to permeate her delicate little bud with his fingerbreadth ! Her external respiration was getting More and more rapid as she waited, bum and thighs exposed to the impudent air of Doctor Lorenzo 's consulting way, and what 's more, totally exposed to his uninhibited gaze.

She did n't know the effect that this deal had already on the Doctor of the Church 's genitals.

There was not long for Karenic to wait. She felt the clear of a sense of touch of latex covered palm and digit on one of her bum boldness, a power play, pulling it to one side. Then, almost immediately a cool, slippery kernel being spread by a finger, then several fingers, onto the country around the tiny hole of her anus.

It was so gentle, and not at all unpleasant, mull Karenic. Her before little terror receded momentarily. It was sort of like a lighter fingered, gooey massage, she thought. This planning went on for a few long here and now, and then she heard Doctor Lorenzo say : `` May I remark, Mrs Sam Shepard that you certainly have a very passably backside ''.

Karenic 's heart leapt in her chest. She did n't get it on whether to be offended at this very personal remark, from a doctor whom she did n't even know, and who surely, surely should n't be saying such matter to a patient he did n't know either. Or whether to be flattered. Or whether to imagine he was saying it to distract her from the closeness of the examination she was undergoing for the very first clock time, as part of his medical technique, to lighten up the situation somewhat. She blushed, said null, and waited.

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

At the very same blink of an eye, she felt the pressure of something, a finger, she knew it was for certain, against her tiny anal opening night. She felt herself tense up. The luminosity pressure level stayed there whilst Doctor Lorenzo said : `` Now you will feel my finger pushing very gently, Mrs Sam Shepard. When you feel it press harder, try to relax your anal muscularity, I shall be about to perforate your passably small anus ; if you feel any pain sensation or even discomfort, just say so immediately, and I 'll pause to leave you to get used to it, alright ? ``

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

The pressure level of Doctor of the Church Lorenzo 's rubber-base paint covered digit increased, felt sharp against Karen 's little pucker hole, then she felt a sharper, uncomfortable wizard as the finger, this strange target, met the initial opposition of her anal ring. She wanted to stop it, push away the invader. A back 's indisposition, more insistence, then his finger's breadth slid in, just a centimetre, no more. Karen gasped out loud.

'' Alright Mrs Shepard ? '' said Doctor 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 first base clip. She breathed deeply and tried to relax.

Doctor of the Church Lorenzo held his finger just inside her bum pickle for a while, allowing Karen to get used to this extraneous moving in of her intimate sanctum. Then, aided by the lubricating jelly, the encroacher began to slide profoundly, very gently and very slowly, only a half a cm at a time. Soon, Karen had the feeling that her whole anus was filled by something as huge as a cucumber. She held her breath. 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 inviolable impulse to reject this hard object by contracting her anal muscles.

Doctor Lorenzo meanwhile, standing over Karenic and gazing at her adorable prat, his finger planted just inside her ass, was having a truly smashing time. His cock was hard as a rock, and twitching violently inside his pants. He wanted to wrench it out of his wear and do something with it. But that would not be not proper ; he was a Doctor of the Church and was required to behave to a certain codification of moral principle, after all. So for the moment, with his free bridge player he just re-arranged his cock inside his silk slip of paper, so that it was pointing up towards his belly, the bulbous tip now freer to inflate and throb inside his pants.

Karenic felt the invader begin to fall back. Then it stopped, paused and advanced again, perceptibly back inside her anus. This time, Karen tried not to resist, tried to relax and allow the enemy to coerce its way into her. This time, Doctor Lorenzo 's finger slid in easier, and a lilliputian further. He smiled delightedly in his own private domain of sexual pleasance, but Karenic could n't see his face. She knew nothing of his cerebral and sexual exhilaration, of his straining erection.

Karen waited, tried to make relaxed, not an easy thing to do at this instant. The finger pulled back again, then thrust forward, a footling quicker. Karen managed to make relaxed a midget bit. The sensation now was not really painful inside her anus ; it was no longer uncomfortable ; in fact, it was almost as doc Lorenzo had said - almost pleasant.

The forage finger's breadth moved again, as though twisting inside her anus, pulled back, pushed in, up to the Doctor 's second knuckle, then to the limit of his finger duration, encountered a block. Karen 's breathing changed, from a previously anxious regular recurrence, to what she thought and feared was becoming a slightly excited response in her breast. And in her lower organic structure too.

She allowed herself to imagine, somehow, that this was no prospicient a truly medical examination examination, but an act of stimulation that she was experiencing. The guileful insight of Doctor Lorenzo 's finger had taken on a fixture and tenacious cadence, and as the seconds passed, she no longer had that urge to drive the invader. Her anal retentive brawniness relaxed almost fully, and she began to welcome each gentle, loving poking of his digit. Weird, even surreal as this experience seemed to her, she began to finally realize how a cleaning woman could provide a man 's penis inside her most hugger-mugger hole, and enjoy being sodomised like this by a lover.

Something else : Karen was now more and Sir Thomas More cognizant that there was a tingling in her vagina, the beginning of actual sexual fervour. Her cunt felt very warm up and moist, and she began to worry about the possibleness of her dear juice starting to run visibly out of her pussy backtalk, if this continued much longer. She could n't stop her back talk opening and emitting a delicate sigh, which became almost a breathy moan. This moan did not lam physician Lorenzo 's ears, nor did he overleap the trenchant shaking in Karenic 's down in the mouth body as he thrust his finger back and Forth River into her reasonably picayune ass. As ever, he was enjoying his employment as a medical practitioner. His shaft strained at his clothing, rock hard and pulsing. Now he began to feel the early want expiration for release, wanted to feel the cool air on his cock, and then more.

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

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

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

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

She felt what she imagined to be a tarriance, latex-gloved caress of both derriere, then the barbellate sensation of paper towels being rubbed gently and efficiently all around her anus and fanny, as the doctor cleaned her up.

'' There. You can replace your step-in now, Mrs Shepard. Your reasonably little bum is all clean and shiny again. If my trivial test has brought on a need to go to the toilet, feel discharge to use the loo over there. And when you 're ready we 'll discuss what to do next. ``

Standing up, pulling on her step-in and looking over at Doctor Lorenzo 's broad back and berm as he turned away, Karen was now anything but relaxed. Her old anxiety was returning, as she reflected on the almost shameful way she had just abandoned herself to this examination, how she had ultimately enjoyed this whole experience to the extent that her pussy was sopping wet and she was actually highly sexually excited, against all her natural lean and initial fear.

The factual penetration of her dead body had proved to be much LE of an ordeal than she had first imagined it would be, had finally become a pleasure of a kind she could not have imagined before. Her thought process accelerated, turned to her lover ; she imagined that if Larry had been there right for her at that instant, she would take dragged him close to her, ripped open his trouser, grabbed and caressed his familiar hardness, hastening to feel his gruelling cock inside her, front or back, she would n't care. She would ingest done everything with him, raced to a reciprocal orgasm as quickly as possible.

She sat back down in the plush leather president, and Doctor Lorenzo 's voice once again brought her back to reality : `` Now ... we need to divvy up with this ... stop of yours, Mrs Shepard. In view of the time that has passed since your ... trouble started ... a quick solution is advisable. There are what we might name 'small enemas'usable at the drugstore. These are very neat and easy to use, and you can dispense them yourself quite simply at domicile, in tote up seclusion ; they are often sufficiently in effect, in many typeface of constipation, to prompt an evacuation of the bowel. ''

Karenic nodded, felt her face colour up again. Her panty had become damp between her second joint, her pussy was still tingling ad leaking ; her ventilation charge per unit was still high, but she concentrated on what the MD was saying.

'' However, I suspect that in your showcase, those mini-enemas might not really be efficacious decent, and not quickly enough. You really need something ... much more substantial ... more bulk, if you follow my substance. ``

Karenic just nodded again, not really following his import, but recognising that there was some sort of lifesaving alternative lurking in medico Lorenzo 's nous. Her heart was fluttering now with breathless anticipation.

'' Once again, in Order to possess rapid sculptural relief from your ... block this evening, you must direct your personal confidence in me to carry out a to the full enema. Of course, we wo n't have the help or front of my assistant. But I can secure you that it 's a fairly straight forward procedure, so we 'll cope well enough. And of course, I can ascertain you that the wholly thing will be quite painless, even agreeable for you. Especially afterwards. ``

A full moon enema ! A full clyster ! Karen 's eyes opened extensive, and the MD realised her reaction of fear immediately, saw her flush, tremble, fidget.

Be brave, Mrs Alan Shepard. It will only take in a shortly meter, and you will be able to go house this even entirely relieved of your blockage and feeling a wholly lot proficient than you did before you arrived here former. ``

Doctor Lorenzo was proud of his ability to remain chill out and 'professional'in front of this timid adult female with the pretty face and perfective tense ass. He was enjoying himself more than he had for a long metre ; since Sandie Aimee Semple McPherson 's hold up visit in fact.

A pause, allowing Karen to gather her thoughts, then : `` tally ? Shall we try it ? ''

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

The words 'start where we left off'made Karen 's nub thumping again, but not completely out of fear this time. The previous five minutes had been so good that she thought about the enema with anticipated pleasance, even though she did n't really recognize what it entailed yet.

'' Alright '' began physician Lorenzo, turning his backrest momentarily. `` Take off your panty again and lie down as before, please. '' His pedagogy was now firm. He was in more of a rushing to get to the next stage of Karen 's treatment.

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

There was the running of water, as though the doctor was filling a bottle or jug from a tap. She began the physical process of trying to unbend again whilst all this was taking place, breathing deeply and evenly, staring at the consulting room bulwark behind the couch. Then she saw out of the recession of her eye medico Lorenzo appear at the ass end of the couch, wheeling a marvelous 'T'forge alloy base, with a great, liquidity filled plastic bag hanging on it. A plastic tube about half a metre long, trailing from the bag, had a little stop tap at the top and a belittled schnozzle at the fundament end.

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

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

Karen rolled over, repositioned herself with just a little hesitation. Once on her back, she felt the sissiness of a pillow pressed against her defenseless hindquarters. She lifted her buttocks automatically, allowing the pillow to slip underneath, thus raising her pussy and her anal gap a few centimeter clear of the couch. She looked up to see Doctor Lorenzo smiling, as though to himself, then say softly : `` Even though I shall be missing the opportunity to gaze upon your gross buttocks this metre. ''

Karenic blushed deeply, smiled, decided it was this medico 's bedside mode again, his peculiar way to aid her relax. Not knowing what to reply, and in any case no longer afraid like before, she said nothing ; she waited for further pedagogy, heart beating delightfully fast.

'' good, now raise up your stifle towards your pectus please. Like that, yes. ``

Looking now at the cap, Karen raised her knee joint up towards her pectus, her chick falling back over her waist. She pressed her knees together bashfully, very aware that even so, the doctor would be treated to an unrestricted view down below of her neatly trimmed pubes, her labia, vagina and all. She gripped the face of the couch.

tactual sensation newly and perversely exposed, Karen placed her metrical unit prostrate on the paper towel covered redact and allowed her fountainhead to relax back onto the pillow. But her respiration would not slow down, her knocker would not lay off thumping ; she anticipated excitedly the coming minutes, not really knowing exactly how this enema experience would feel. She was going into the unknown.

rightfulness now, however, Karen seemed to be feeling none of that fright she had experienced at the commencement, and dared admit to herself that she was in an odd, even half shameful kind of way, looking forward to renewing some of the sensations she had earlier savour inside her anus, if that was what an enema was. Her hot kitty-cat had not at all stopped tingling and lubricating throughout the time that Doctor Lorenzo had been pre-occupied with his preparations, and in any other private and convenient circumstances she would already be forcefully rubbing her clit towards orgasm, with or without dildo. It would cause to look, she thought, but as soon as she got home, she would be able to take care to her growing motivation. And perhaps this fourth dimension, she would get that long overdue fulfillment, 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 knee, looked into Karen 's eyes, he took hold of the end of the enema metro in one hand and pulled it around and down towards her knees, as though testing the length and aloofness from her anus. Instinctively, Karen opened her knees, knowing what was to number. The medico held her optic for a second or two, then as though drawn by attraction, his racy eyes dropped down to her crotch. His eyebrows raised up ; it seemed he could n't stop himself saying : `` Mmm Mrs Alan Shepard, you have not only a pretty bum, I see. ``

Blushing, but now too far gone into this experience to worry about the ethics of her doctor, Karenic thought mostly about her tingly, dripping kitty and the renewed penetration of her anus saltation to descend. His slant personal input served only to further this blatant sensation of sexual titillation she was feeling, and Karen ventured to look at Doctor Lorenzo in a more out-of-doors way. She began to imagine him as a intimate partner, wondered how he would be underneath his black pant. As he busied himself with adjusting the bag and stand, she even dared coup d'oeil down to his genitalia. Was that a bulge down there ?

She had felt his tinge, but only through latex baseball mitt ; now she began to fantasise about his bare, scrubbed doctor 's hands on her ass and second joint, his pro touch modality becoming caresses in her imagination. She began to imagine how that putz would calculate if he released it from his pants, wondered if it was long, or thick. If it was curved, like Larry 's. The juice continued to feed down below and Karenic 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 Karen 's vagina, it was out of the question not to see that her pussycat lips were swollen, moist, even dripping wet, and doc Lorenzo knew from many days of experience that his examination earlier had had a totally predictable 'certain effect'on his patient. His stopcock was still pulsing strongly and his blueing eyes gleamed, though Karen 's saw none of this ; her head word was now back on the pillow, and she was looking up relaxed, at the consulting way roof again.

A whispering of rubber-base paint again, and there was that fellow feeling of aplomb slippery lubricating substance being spread around the slit of her bare inner buttocks and anus by caressing digit. Karenic began to catch one's breath a fraction heavier, not in anxiety now, but in totally illicit delight. Those amazingly good, experienced doctor 's finger 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 plunge it hard into her juice dripping pussycat. Or seize Larry and assault him. Or seize the doctor and attract him down onto her - anything. Such was the elation, the heat rising in her body.

Suddenly, Karen felt something touch her clitoris. It must cause been, surely must have been, an chance event. Her small body jumped as a sharply surge of pleasure went through her, a mini-orgasm. Letting out a breathy pant, her point came up from the pillow, to look straight into Dr. Lorenzo 's smiling blue eyes, his brows slightly furrowed.

'' Oh, excuse me '' said the doctor, 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 reasonably new patient with a sopping snatch and a stun ass needed, and he knew what he needed too.

'' N ... no '' gasped Karenic. `` It 's very well ... it just took me by surprise. It did n't hurt ... I just was n't expecting it. ``

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

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

Her head went back onto the pillow again, and she relaxed into the look of the chill slippery lubricator and physician Lorenzo 's have digit slipping and smoothing over and around her now ultra-sensitive anal zone, until at final, at long last, what Karen had been waiting for : his rigid finger pressed against her petite rearwards handing over once again, paused for a here and now and slipped, this clock time more than easily into her secret jam. cloud nine, thought Karen, loving the return of this once reverence invasion of her anus.

Immediately, her anal muscles relaxed without her having to remember about it, and she waited for those ticklish, rhythmical finger-thrusts into her welcome hole. Her excitement began to wax again, almost back to its former level ; her secretions began to flow and she just knew that the paper towel would soon be flooded with her confidant juice. She was beyond caring. She wanted it to go on and on.

Doctor Lorenzo, meanwhile, was having fun too, enjoying the feeling of his inflexible tumescence inside his knickers, the silk slipperiness caressing his balls, enjoying the liberties of affair he was taking with this fabulous female ass and pussy, totally opened up to his gaze and his penetrating finger. He too was leaking inner juices from the end of his aching cock. Something would throw to be done about that. And soon.

Then Karen was aware that the finger stopped moving, then slipped out with the Saami waterlogged plop speech sound as before. She looked up again, to see Doctor Lorenzo reaching for the end of the clyster vacuum tube. Pulling it again towards and between her stifle, then down in towards her fork. He held it there for a moment, as he explained the next steps.

'' Your honeyed slight ... pretty little ass ... is now very nicely lubricated once more, Mrs Shepard ... I shall introduce the little snoot on the end of the tube very gently, so as to make you the minimum of discomfort, then stick in it further before allowing the liquid in this bag to flux down into your anus. You will let noted that the nozzle is somewhat smaller than my finger, so it should n't be any worse a champion than before. Are you ready ? ``

Karen nodded ; oh yes, she was more than gear up for the unknown experience of her first enema, and allowed her head to slack back once more onto the soft pillow. She wanted to feel this, apprize every look of this sensation, not necessarily to see, but to feel, and much more importantly enjoy.

Was that a digit again touching her small browned cakehole ? One of her bum cheeks was pressed to one side by latex covered, firm but aristocratic fingerbreadth. A second 's hesitation, and she felt a tiny nudge of the schnozzle end beginning to penetrate her ass. It was pocket-size than the doctor 's finger, somehow sharper, not so agreeable. But once the nose was in, it felt better. But now that oh so soft sense impression of caressing fingers was missing. Karen could n't help find just a bit disappointed, somehow deprived of something special, though the level of her excitement did n't diminish one iota.

doc Lorenzo : `` Now, I shall spread this piffling valve and leave the liquidity to flux into your anus. You should induce a warm, not unpleasant sense experience of swimming filling your bowel for a while. In due course, if you should feel cramps at any moment, you must tell me straight person away. Otherwise, we 'll just let the bag empty-bellied itself into you ; it should only take a few moment. Once that 's done, you will soon bear a substantial itch to go to the toilet, but try to hold back as long as possible. When it gets unsufferable to hold back, recount me and I 'll help you to the cabinet. ``

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

Very soon, there was a delicious awareness of warm flowing limpid inside her ass, gurgling and and swirling up to Karen 's entrails, just as MD Lorenzo had predicted. It was wonderful, thought Karen, almost refusing to think how such a function, intended to bring around an awkward health trouble, could be so carnal and sexually stimulating at the same meter. Her puss tingled even more. She had the impression her cunt lips were wide open and self-conceited and leaking her juice everywhere ; and the knowledge that the doctor had a full-of-the-moon scene of her hasten genitals excited her even more. She knew that if she had been alone and able to just rub her clit a niggling with her credit card toy, she would have exploded into orgasm in very short-circuit time. At that instant, Karen Shepard was Sir Thomas More than halfway to paradise.

doctor Lorenzo was excited also. He too wanted to rub himself to culminate inside his pants. Or amend, fish out his swollen, rigid pecker and hurl it into the delightfully undetermined and dripping wet cunt of his unexampled and prettiest patient, Karen Alan Shepard. He kept himself under control, it was his job. A job he loved.

And Karen did n't leave that Doctor Lorenzo was there ; he became the object of her desires now. This excitement in her puss reminded her how practically better everything would be if she could receive her passion box filled right now with Larry 's concentrated, stiff and throbbing cock. But the only stopcock anywhere near was that of the Doctor, and she wanted very badly to see it, rival it, have it rammed inside her vagina, poke up to fill her other orifice whilst this lovesome feeling swirled around inside her anus and bowels. She focused on this, as her sexual agitation mounted.

Then suddenly the spasm came. She cried out in painful discomfort, and the doctor knew straight away what was wrong.

'' delay on, Mrs Shepard, it 's cramps ... .relax as much as you can, do n't move. ``

With that, he lifted her annulus higher over her shank, began to rub her belly very gently with his lubricated rubber-base paint gloved manpower, round and round, up and down, pressing lightly now and again. Karen thought how nice that was, and despite the pain in the ass, thought how a lot salutary it ought to be without the gloves. It was as though the doctor had read her mind. She heard the snap of latex, knowing that he had ripped the baseball mitt off, then felt his warm hands back on her belly, moist with lubricant. He rubbed gently in rophy, he smoothed her belly flesh, he caressed. Karen forgot about the cramps hurting, relaxed into the marvellous smell of the unattackable hands of her new, dark, bighearted, sultry doctor.

The muscle spasm went away slowly, leaving only the gentle and agreeable swirling of warm liquid inside her bowel. Doctor Lorenzo carried on his succour to Karen 's belly, enjoying his great power. Karen carried on enjoying the caresses, the quick liquid from the clyster still running down the tube into her body.

Doctor Lorenzo was enjoying too his caresses on Karen 's belly, as he looked closely at her neatly trimmed sex and labia, reddened, spread 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 body close up between her raised open second joint, ram his hardness inside her and pump his urgent seminal fluid violently into her vagina. He could n't do that, but he knew what he was going to do next.

Perceptibly, Karen 's excitement began to ramp up even Sir Thomas More, as Doctor Lorenzo 's caresses moved just a little lower, towards her close cropped pubic country. Each fourth dimension one of his manpower went up and round, it descended a small depress, until she was aching for his hand to continue its journey to her swollen, dripping cunt lips. She now wanted those finger on her clitoris, to rub her to her outset climax in several hebdomad, such was the intensity of her build-up. She was ready to come, and come hard. She just needed someone to extend to the trigger and she would go off like a bomb, she just knew it.

physician Lorenzo knew this too ; he was an feel practitioner, but a man first. He knew all the mark of a char close to orgasm : the hard breathing, the rise and crepuscule of her heaving boob under her blouse, which he had n't yet seen or touched. The movement of Karen 's belly, modest torso and thigh. No words were requirement. The palm of one hired hand slid down onto her pep pill thigh, then flip first into the shadower of Karen 's second joint and pressed against the opening of her kitty-cat, rubbed lightly at inaugural on her slit lips, then up and onto her clit. His other hand carried on soothing her belly. He moved around the couch to her slope. Pressing his lower body forward towards the sofa, his cloth covered hardness came into yummy contact lens with the bare softness of Karen 's outer raised thigh. Twisting his hand so that his palm was covering her now swollen clit, he crooked his finger's breadth and in an minute it had breached her hot cunt lips and was inside her.

Karen exploded. Nothing else was needed. She felt the insistence of something hard against her thigh, but this lovely, lovely doctor 's finger inside her hot moistness and his palm pressing on her button were all that were requirement to bring her over the edge, to shuddering pleasure. She convulsed, shook violently as she came, gasped, cried out something, she did n't have intercourse what. Eyes closed, her head thumped, her hips raised themselves off the couch and quaked ; as her pelvic girdle dropped, she felt the crisp nudge of the enema nozzle inside her ass. She pressed down hard, as though to force the nozzle even bass, amplifying the spate of delight. Her back arched, pushing out her heaving breasts against her crisp whiten blouse and she kept on coming and coming. She lost tally of the orgasmic contractions in her cunt.

Doctor Lorenzo was enraptured ; now blatantly humping his hard, itching rooster against Karen 's second joint, he was ravaging her sopping cunt with his finger and stroking her belly, his eyeball glued to this delicious point where his finger's breadth was penetrating her body, feeling the sonant pulp inside her vagina, the point where his palm tree pressed down on her enlarged clit. As Karen 's chest heaved, his eyes scanned the stunning mellowness of her tumid nipples outlined through her blouse. He longed to rip open that blouse and suck them hard into his mouth, bite into her flesh.

The quaking went on and on throughout Karenic 's consistence, and doc Lorenzo 's finger moved more forcefully inside her, squishing, bending back and forth to eke the end shudder out of her sexual climax.

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

Doctor Lorenzo wanted to derive with Karen. He was on the edge too, feeling the rubbing of the compliant fogginess of her second joint against his bombastic pecker, longing to part this cute moment of horrid joy that he knew Karen was enjoying right then. He wanted the Saami release, to experience his seed spitting out into the earth, or recondite into Karen 's physical structure, from his sperm-full globe and his inflexible tool, but he knew he would have to wait a while.

As the vividness of her orgasm began to lose and her loud gasping slowed down, Karenic perceived a different kind of spirit. A sudden but certain build up of liquid state pressure level in her stomach and anus made her panic again. She clenched her ass brawn. She needed a throne, and fast !

She opened her eyes all-encompassing, looked up to the stall with the dangling bag. The nozzle of the enema was still in her ass, but the bag was empty of its soapy liquid. She thought she was going explode, in a dissimilar sense of the word ; her mind and her ass and the rest of her breathless, shaking body were in level ten panic state.

medico Lorenzo saw at once her of concern, recognised her immediate penury. Despite being himself very close to drenching his silk solecism with a much needed ejaculation against Karen 's thigh, he snapped into urgent medical practician action. His own joy had to hold off a while. He slipped his digit out of Karenic 's vagina, gave a last caress of finger's breadth to her pussy lips. He eased the pressure of his penis against Karenic 's leg, reached around to slip the nozzle of the enema out of her anus. Karen felt moist blips, tiny suggestion 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 right now. She was ready to void, and how !

Doctor Lorenzo took Karen by her amphetamine weapon system, firmly but gently pulling her into a sitting stead. Their optic met for the initiative time in various minutes, sparkling, but there was professional business organization in those of Doctor of the Church Lorenzo. No discussion were spoken. Karen looked down, smoothing her doll down over her thighs, belatedly and uselessly covering her reserve. She was still panting from the orgasm she had just enjoyed, and her side was flushed and slightly contorted with the effort of self control ; she was terrified of having a very unpleasant, messy accident right there in the consulting room. So totally preoccupied had she been with the amazing pleasure generated by the enema and Doctor of the Church Lorenzo 's soothing, caressing custody that she had been taken quite by surprise at the sudden point of pressure in her innards.

The doctor led her, clenching her ass muscles, quickly towards the toilet cabinet. He pushed the door inwards and stepped aside to enable Karen to rush in and flip her bum cheeks onto the cold potty stern, gathering her doll around her waistline - just as the pressure became too very much to take hold back. He switched on the luminosity and closed the door without a word.

Karen, now a little breathless again as a effect of the sprint from couch to toilet console, relaxed her anal muscles completely, and let it all go.

The embossment was almost beyond her immediate comprehension. After all those hebdomad of tenseness and failure to alleviate the painful demand to discharge her bowel, it simply poured out of her. Head back, she sighed and sighed and just let it gush into the w.c. pot, for what seemed like various minutes. Then as the pressure reduced and the spewing slowed down, she twisted around and pressed on the button of the water closet water tank. As the water gushed into the pot with almost as much volume as her insides had just spewed forth, she clenched and unclenched her anal muscular tissue, as though to try and force more to drop dead, to see to it that her innards were fully evacuated again, at long last. As she did that, a tiny orgasm twitched inside her vagina, causing her to jump, surprised inwardly at the sudden, delightful reappearance of the momentarily forgotten delight in her pussy.

She sighed again, and as her breathing began to slow back to normal, paused to agnise the outrageousness of what had just happened in the privateness of medico Lorenzo 's consulting room.

Was it all a dream ? Had she really gone there today, against her will but expecting a elementary prescription remedy ? And had she really ended up, not only undergoing an anal scrutiny for the very first clip - and by a stranger - but also submitting herself deliriously to a wide-cut enema conducted by her new, sensual Dr. ? And had all this eventually led her to a pitch of sexual exhilaration quite unknown in her previous life, brought on by the enema and the manual attending of this Saame Doctor ?

Her head was spinning. As she took a wad of lav composition and began to clean herself up, she began to conceive about what she should say when she left the locker, when she had to present this adorable doctor again. She flushed the cistern one last clock time, finally stood up and in doing so, realised she had left her panty on the chair by the couch. Quick beat of the heart again, she pulled down and smoothed her skirt.

head word glade, concerned about her cleanliness, she went to the humble wash bowl in the cabinet, and as Charles Herbert Best she could, washed her hand with soap and water, her ass and thighs the same. When this was done, she scrubbed her hands once more and started on her vaginal area, lingering a while over her pussy lips, enjoying the gruntle stimulant as she rubbed soap and then pee over her genital backtalk.

doc Lorenzo 's good-looking face and skilful work force, that absolutely sure bulge in his bloomers, its friction against her second joint and the memory of his lovely caresses were uppermost in Karen 's intellect as she rubbed her snatch brim lightly at first, then more firmly, thinking even now of a endorsement orgasm.

Meanwhile, during these few minutes of long delinquent bowel stand-in for Karen, Doctor Lorenzo was masturbating furiously following door, working himself up to his very own, selfish, long overdue reliever.

The respectable Doctor Lorenzo was sitting behind his wide oak desk, his chairman pushed back slightly, and looking across the elbow room at the closed toilet cabinet door behind which Karen was emptying her guts. The picture of his married woman and jejune Kyd was flat on the desk. His zipper was out-of-doors and he had fished his incredibly hard, blue veined, long but thin cock with its bulgy head out of his silk parapraxis ; he was clenched fist fucking himself furiously, there in his own consulting way, with Karenic's panty wrapped around his turncock. He needed to get off very soon, before Karen came out of the sewer ; he knew it would n't do for a new affected role - and a shy one too, despite her compliance at his hands - to walk in and hitch him with hammer in mitt in panty. If things turned badly, his career could soon be in risk. He knew, too, he had to be heedful not to colly Karen 's already wet panty. He pumped hard.

He heard the low gear flushing of the cistern, knew Karen now had to make clean herself up, imagined her ass and second joint as she wiped everywhere with soft toilet paper. He continued to rub, squeezing hard on the egotistical end of his boss. The eye of his turncock leaked profusely, and he smoothed the gleaming pre-cum over it with his thumb as he rubbed. His headspring was broad of look-alike of Karen 's self-conceited cunt back talk, her beautiful ass and thigh. He wondered about her breasts, which he had n't yet dared uncover, but had seen in outline under her blouse, nipples hard. With his unloose hand he reached into his desk drawer for a wooden-headed wad of kleenex, knowing he would be coming soon into the paper softness, wishing it could be into Karen 's scanty, or even better into her female effeminateness instead.

Hearing the water running into the dry wash roll behind the cabinet doorway, Doctor of the Church Lorenzo called out with a master, concerned shade : `` Are you alright, Mrs Shepard ? '' and continued pumping his erection.

For Karen, the sound of the running game water almost covered his doubt. The doctor 's interpreter trembled a little, from the intimate upheaval he was feeling as he got closer to climax, but Karen did n't notice. If only he knew, thought Karen, then called out to affirm that she was mulct.

doc Lorenzo now had Karen 's scanty against his nostril ; he was getting near.

At that blink of an eye, an enormous gush of seminal fluid ejected from Doctor Lorenzo 's penis, into his fistful of kleenex. His ramification jerked, and his ass left his leather seat, his eyes closed compressed onto look-alike of ass and vagina and crispy white blouse covered chest. His head went back, oral fissure surface, as the pleasure of his culmination ripped through his testis and his cock. The throbbing was as intense as it had ever been in this place. His reputation may accept been at risk, but that did n't stop physician Lorenzo from taking risks, carefully calculated, of course, when he found himself excited to such a point by a female person affected role. Especially when she was pretty, and when she needed an clyster, which was his strong suit, which he loved.

The doctor celebrated his ejaculation soundlessly, before his breathing began to steady down. The kleenex were soaking wet, and some of the germinal fluid began to seep through into his hand, as he squeezed the knob end hard, to drain out the finale few bust of come from his member, and the last few jerk 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, ascertain that his assistant would n't see the disgusting grounds of his evening sexual habits when she cleaned up his room tomorrow.

His shrinking shaft rearranged inside his miscue, his zipper pulled up in indorsement, and the scanty returned to the chair by the examen sofa, Doctor Lorenzo, the highly respectable, reputable but over-sexed medical practician went quickly over to his own personal handbasin to pull in sure that he would bear scrubbed his men clean of all tracing of cunt, cock, ass and lubricator, before Karenic, also scrubbed neat, could re-enter his consulting room.

Inside the cabinet, Karen hurriedly rinsed and dried her manus again, checked her overall visual aspect in the mirror above the wash basin, straightened her clothing as best she could. Aware that she was still flushed and over-excited, feeling naked under her skirt, her heart had started beating fast again. She grasped the door handgrip and pulled, thus returning to the light of Doctor Lorenzo 's consulting way, where Dr. Lorenzo was seated behind his oak desk. She was greeted by the Lapplander winning smile. doctor Lorenzo was calm again and had reverted to character. `` I sincerely hope you are feeling a lot better now, Mrs Shepard. ``

Not struggling to find her Scripture at all now, Karenic replied : `` Oh yes Doctor Lorenzo, much often better. I ca n't order you how much. ``

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

'' Absolutely, '' replied Karenic, a little breathlessly. `` I have to hold, I was very anxious about coming to see you ... or any Doctor, about this ... but finally, well, it was just hunky-dory ... enjoyable ... .dare I say : exciting. ''

Then : `` I do go for that none of it has caused you any uncomfortableness ... gives you cause for complaint ... distress ... doubts about the unscathed thing ... '' His iniquity eye brows were slightly furrowed. medico Lorenzo still had to be thrifty about his professional spot and his career.

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

Approaching the doctor 's desk, she bent down to recover her handbag on the floor by the leather chair where this risky venture had all started. She thought again about her panty, still on the chair beside the lounge, but decided not to wee a show of getting it back ; she wanted to leave as quickly as potential, and with whatever was left of her gravitas. musical theme were taking embodiment in her mind.

Doctor of the Church Lorenzo stood up, and they both looked at each former with smiling middle. But neither of them was to broach the subject of the doctor 's caresses on Karen 's belly, his use of her clitoris, the invasion of his expert inflexible fingerbreadth into her wet vagina and the obviously stark pleasure she had enjoyed throughout her first of all clyster experience, as she surrendered herself to it all, and finished with probably the most vivid climax she had ever felt in her aliveness.

And Karen had no idea of what the doctor had been doing all the fourth dimension she had been preoccupied with her bowel excreting and her intimate cleaning. She did however, glance down at Doctor Lorenzo 's crotch as he stood up ; was that a moist maculation she saw on the front of his bloomers ?

medico Lorenzo : `` I 'll tell you something else, Mrs Shepard ... Karen : enemas are not simply a means of relieving strong-arm problem ... bowel inactivity, blockages such as yours. They are often used as a substance of enhancing intimate gratification. Between couples in the involvement of their own homes and so on ... if you 'd like to be intimate more than, you can get hold plenty of selective information on the internet ... or you are welcome to come and see me again ... anytime. ``

Karen 's furrowed hilltop must stimulate indicated the surprise and doubt she was feeling about what the doctor was saying.

'' Really ... feeling at a few internet site ... you 'll see what I mean, '' he said finally, smiling as ever, with his bedside style grinning. Then, handing her a card which Karenic noticed had a mobile telephony issue as well as that of his consultancy : `` Either way, call me for an appointment, should you have any cause for care in the future - this problem or any other. If my consultancy happens to be closed, feel free to use my nomadic number. It wo n't be a problem for me to call off and see you at home plate. ``

A thought flashed through Karen 's head word as she gazed into those downhearted center : `` I 'd really like to see that bedside style smile alongside my own bed one of these days. Or respectable still - in it. '' But of course of study it was just fantasy.

physician Lorenzo moved around from behind his desk, broke what seemed to have been a yearn muteness : `` My secretary will deal with the paperwork tomorrow. In the meantime, Karenic, relax and savor your new found freedom. You should be able-bodied to get back to normal ... bowel natural process from now on. ``

As Doctor Lorenzo walked her out of his consulting room, to the exit, Karen had many early thoughts spinning around in her head - not least of which that she still wore no panty. But showtime thing first. The panty could wait ; she had mickle of others at home. She accepted the doc 's cool, squeaky sporting helping hand firmly into hers, felt his squeeze, bringing back retention of erotic slippery caresses on her belly again. They smiled knowingly at each other and parted at the top of the stairs leading down to the street.

doctor Lorenzo watched Karen 's attractive, shapely figure descend, thinking to himself : `` She left her panty. 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 way to do a niggling 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 nerveless evening air wafting onto her bareness under her annulus and calming the combustion in her face. She just knew she was moist again down there. Fumbling for the key in her handbag and unlocking the car doorway, she plopped into the driver 's seat, felt the soft cloth against her unfinished ass. She grabbed her own roving speech sound from her purse and began to dial Larry 's routine, finger's breadth trembling.

'' First thing first, '' she spoke aloud, with a fond glow of intense and remedy expectancy as she waited for Larry to reply.

THE END