1. Can you help me find my g-spot?


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

    enough, I don't even care that he's not stopping. My entire body is on fire. I've never felt anything so insanely satisfying in my life. "How's that?" he asks, his voice a little less composed. I nod my head furiously, trying to thrust my hips closer to his hands. His thumb is rubbing my clit with perfect precision, the fingers inside me torturing to an unforgivable degree. "Please don't stop," I whisper, my body aching for more. When those words slip past my lips, I realize this is really happening. My doctor is giving me sexual gratification, and he's not stopping. The picture painted in my head is undeniably taboo, and it only makes me more horny. Dr. Taylor's ministrations increase, faster, harder, better every second than the last. The feeling his hands are giving me is so intense I can't help but moan again. Suddenly I feel a tingling growing in the most intimate part of my anatomy. I immediately lean forward on my elbows and look up innocently at my doctor. "Something's happening," I pant, and his dark, excited eyes meet mine. Before either of us can make another move, the tingling takes over and lights my entire body with what feels like electricity. I fall back on the examining table, my hand tightly cupped over my mouth, and my lower region explodes, pulsing ecstasy ...
    into my bloodstream. "Mmmmmm," I hum into my hand, arching my back, toes pointed. Feeling the throbbing of my giving muscles around my doctors fingers makes me whimper. I pull my left hand from its grip on the soft table, and put it on top of my right. I'm twitching when Dr. Taylor pulls his hands away, and my legs close. What the hell just happened? I try to catch my breath, and the words cloud my mind. Your doctor stimulated you to orgasm. Holy fucking shit. I open my eyes and he's watching me, tossing his gloves in the trash. "Are you okay?" he asks hesitantly. I nod my head and remove my hands from my mouth, sitting up. He sits back on his chair, looking right at me. "I didn't expect..I'm sorry if-" "No," I cut him off. That can't have just happened, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you to-" "Please Jennifer, don't be sorry. My intention wasn't to make you...uncomfortable." I pull my long hair over my shoulder and nod, the reality of everything becoming clearer. Dr. Taylor just gave me my first orgasm. This could be very bad, but if one thing is certain, I don't want anyone to know. I'm sure he won't be rushing off to tell anyone. I see the titanium band around his ring finger. "I think you answered my questions," I say, and when our eyes meet, we both can't help but smile.
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