A Thorough Examination

"Irina, would you mind if a colleague observes today? It's a textbook case for her training."

I froze on the edge of the exam chair, biting my lip. The man in the white coat looked at me over his glasses with the same calm he'd use to ask about the weather. Beside him stood a woman—a stern blonde in her thirties wearing a tight turtleneck.

"I... well, if it's necessary," my voice wavered.

"Only if you're comfortable," she smiled, and there was something... warm in that smile.

I nodded, feeling heat flood my cheeks. I undressed slowly under their gaze. First the robe, then my blouse. When I unzipped my skirt, I noticed the doctor swallow. The assistant licked her lips.

"Lie back, please," the gynecologist's voice had dropped.

My legs trembled as I climbed into the chair. The cold metal pressed against my thighs. The woman stepped closer, adjusting my legs in the stirrups.

"Relax," she whispered, and her fingers grazed the inside of my knee.

I shivered. The doctor was pulling on gloves, and the snap of latex cut through the quiet room.

"Breathe deeper, Irina," he sat on the rolling stool, and I felt his fingers touch my thigh. "Wider."

The assistant took my hand in hers. Her palm was warm and soft.

"You're so tense," she leaned close to my face. "First time at an exam?"

"No, but..." I faltered because the doctor's fingers had already slipped inside.

"Wow," he breathed. "What a reaction."

My thighs involuntarily clenched, but the assistant gently spread them back apart.

"Don't interfere with the doctor," she traced a finger down my cheek, and I felt my lower belly tighten with want.

"You're very wet, Irina," the gynecologist's voice went lower, rougher. "That's normal when aroused."

He pressed deeper, and I cried out, gripping the assistant's hand.

"Shh, shh," she leaned down and kissed my neck.

I jerked, but her lips were already sliding lower, toward my collarbone. The doctor, meanwhile, was massaging something inside, and every movement sent shivers through my body.

"Let's check sensitivity," his voice was muffled. "Tell me when it feels good."

He pressed a spot inside, and I arched off the chair.

"Right there," I gasped.

"Got it," he began pressing that spot rhythmically.

The assistant finished unbuttoning my blouse and pulled down my bra. Her hot mouth closed over my nipple, and I moaned.

"What a sensitive exam we're having," she whispered, teasing with her tongue.

The doctor slid in a second finger, stretching me. I could hear the wet sounds, felt myself dripping down his hand.

"Irina," his voice shook. "Would you mind if I... bring my colleague in?"

I opened my eyes. The assistant was looking at me, licking her lips.

"We'll make you feel very good," she whispered.

I nodded, unable to speak. The doctor stood, removing his coat. Underneath were ordinary jeans, stretched tight over an obvious erection. The woman deftly pulled off her panties and climbed onto the chair above me, hovering over my face.

"Open your mouth, sweetheart," she ran a finger along her wet folds.

I obediently parted my lips, and she lowered herself onto my face. The taste was salty, feminine, tangy. I started licking, sucking, feeling her tremble.

From behind, between my spread legs, I felt the head of his cock. He entered immediately, deep, and I moaned into her flesh.

"Oh, so tight," the doctor breathed, starting to move.

Every thrust echoed in my tongue, my palate, my throat. The assistant moaned, pressing harder against my mouth. I was suffocating but couldn't stop.

"Yes, yes, like that," she writhed on my face. "Now... now..."

Her thighs squeezed my cheeks, and I felt hot liquid flood my mouth. She came with a cry, going limp.

The doctor sped up, pounding into me deep and hard. His fingers gripped my thighs hard enough to bruise.

"Take it," he grunted, and warmth spilled inside me.

I came right after, exploding from the feeling of fullness. The assistant slid off my face, kissing my lips, mixing our tastes.

The three of us lay there, breathing hard. The doctor pulled out, and I felt cum trickling down my thigh.

"Well then," the assistant said, adjusting her turtleneck. "The exam was a success. The patient is fully satisfied."