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Can you help me find my g-spot?

Date: 12/23/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: tangerinesky, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

I love my boyfriend. I really do. I also love having sex with him. He's was my first, and I don't have anything for comparison, but I'd say it's really good. The only problem is; I'm pretty sure I don't orgasm. I feel a little guilty sitting in the waiting room of a gynecologist, but I have questions, and no one else to ask. "Jennifer?" The nurse calls, and I stand to follow her. They weigh all 110 pounds of me, check my vitals, and lead my to a room. I've never been to this specific office before, but I got a lot of recommendations for it. When the doctor finally comes in, I'm alarmed by how... attractive he is. He's tall, his dark hair cut short, and he has great teeth. "Jennifer," he says reading a clip board, then looks up and smiles at me. "Hi." "I'm Dr. Taylor. How are you?" "I'm good." "Good, so what's going on?" he asks, getting comfortable on his chair next to me. I can feel my cheeks turn a shade pink, but focus on my questions. He's just a doctor. "Um, well, I uh... lost my virginity this year, and everything is good, but... I want to make sure there's nothing wrong with me." "Are you worried about diseases? Are you in pain?" Dr. Taylor asks, marking things on his paper. "No, nothing like that, I just...I'm not... finishing," I conclude lamely. Understanding lights his face, his eyes flickering down my body and back up. "Okay, well lets examine you first, make sure all is working properly, and I'll ask you a few more questions. Go ahead and undress, put this on, ... and I'll be back shortly," he says, standing up and laying out a paper gown for me before he leaves. I rid myself of my shirt and 34DD bra, my blonde hair tumbling down my light skin, then peel off my jeans and panties. I slip the temporary dress over my tiny body and sit at the end of the vinyl bed. The stirrups are taunting me as I try not to imagine Dr. Taylor examining me. This is embarrassing. I almost decide to redress right as he knocks. "Come in," I call out, and Dr. Taylor enters by himself, shutting the door behind him. I keep my eyes on the floor while he asks me questions. "So there's no pain?" "Nope." "Are you only performing vaginal intercourse when trying to climax?" he asks casually. "Yes." Cue blush. "No oral sex? Masturbation?" "No." "Have you ever climaxed before?" he asks, and I pause. This is what I wasn't sure about. "I don't think so," I confess, finally looking up at him. "Okay, lie back and I'll take a look," he says, already sitting on his swivel chair, grabbing latex gloves. I lay down and close my eyes, pretending it's not his blue eyes that will be looking right at my center. I feel his hand wrap around my ankle, and I startle. "Sorry," he says, guiding my feet to their positions. I hold my breath and open my legs while Dr. Taylor folds the bottom half of my dress up. It's silent for a moment, then he clears his throat. "This might be cold," he says, and I jump again when I feel the cool, coated metal touch my warm opening. He sticks the tool into ...