AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Vanessa is trembling, and she looks again at the doctor, like she expects the woman to intervene.
But Summers only sets the clipboard aside. “I have another appointment in an hour,” she says. “Let’s move on to the actual exam portion. Remove your clothes, please. All of them.”
Vanessa blanches, glancing aside at me. I want to remind her that I’ve already seen everything she has to offer, but it isn’t necessary. She slowly, carefully, unbuttons the shirt I’d sent up for her, and she stands to step out of her panties. She shivers, her nipples pebbling from the slight chill in the room.
“You can sit back down,” Summers says. This room isn’t technically outfitted as an exam room, and we don’t have any fancy equipment for the girls. We don’t usually need it, though if we’re going to have the mother of Giulio’s children here, we might need to invest in something.
Vanessa sits down, her legs close together like she thinks that’ll prevent the inevitable.
Summers puts on a pair of latex gloves with a loud snap. Vanessa trembles, and I rub her bare shoulder reassuringly, although I’m sure my touch only makes things worse. That’s all right.
“Her breasts are small, but that doesn’t usually affect breastfeeding in any way,” Doctor Summers comments casually as she palpates one of Vanessa’s breasts. “It’s a common misconception that large-breasted women produce more milk.”
I nod. “Will it affect her ability to pump milk? In case we need her to produce extra.”
Vanessa flinches and closes her eyes, like that’s somehow going to bring this exam to its end.
“No, it shouldn’t,” the doctor says. She moves her hand to Vanessa’s other breast. “I don’t feel any lumps. It’s a good idea to do regular breast-checks though.”
I reach over to palpate Vanessa’s breast myself. I’ve been with large-chested women, but I’ve always preferred flatter chests, where I can easily cover all of the skin with one hand. Vanessa’s little gasp when I pinch her nipple makes my cock stir, but I remind myself to remain relatively professional while the doctor is here.
Vanessa squeezes her eyes closed more tightly, her cheeks flushing red.
The doctor ignores her reaction to my touch, and she tells Vanessa, “Go ahead and get on the couch so I can do the pelvic exam.”
Vanessa finally opens her eyes, looking pleadingly at the doctor, but there’s no sign of Summers relenting. She’s here to do her job, and she’s always professional. She’s not going to let a girl’s reluctance get in the way.
Vanessa gets up and crosses the room, hesitating when she looks down at the couch. She slowly lies down on it, and Summers follows her.
“Spread your legs,” she directs. “This won’t be any worse than usual. The speculum might be a little uncomfortable, but that’ll be the worst of it.”
I move my chair so I can see what Doctor Summers is doing. She lubes up the speculum and slowly inserts it into Vanessa, who hisses sharply at the intrusion. Vanessa’s thighs start to close up again, probably instinctively.
I grab Vanessa’s leg and push it up so Doctor Summers has better access—and I have a better view.
Vanessa is trembling, and she doesn’t look at me even as I touch her. She stares out into space, like she’s trying to separate herself from the situation. I stroke her inner thigh, but she ignores me.
The doctor swabs her to collect a sample. Vanessa flinches, but she doesn’t pull away. She slides the oversized q-tip into a sample bag, then reaches in to start to inspect her. “Hold the flashlight,” Doctor Summers orders me, gesturing to the flashlight on her makeshift table.
I pick it up and shine it at Vanessa’s vulva. I hadn’t gotten a good look at her last night, not with Slayer getting in the way, but I like hownaturalshe looks. The pubic hairs aren’t perfectly trimmed, with some hairs past her bikini line. I’m not naive enough to think I’d be able to tell her sexual experience just from looking, but in the very least, she hasn’t done anything to attract attention.
The doctor continues the exam, and I watch, enraptured, as she slides a finger into Vanessa. She touches Vanessa’s abdomen at the same time, her expression one of concentration, and Vanessa flinches.
“Everything seems fine,” she says after a moment. “We’ll just need to get blood for further testing, and we’ll be finished here.”
“Wait,” I say before she can remove the speculum. “I want to see inside her.” I scoot a bit closer and shine the light at a better angle for myself.
Vanessa tries to close her legs, but I keep my hand on her thigh.
“Vanessa, I’ll see more than this soon enough,” I tell her patiently. “Keep your legs wide open.”
I peer inside her, fascinated by the pink walls. I can see her cervix on the far end, glistening with her natural fluids, and I can’t resist. I take two fingers and imitate the doctor’s earlier exam, stroking Vanessa’s inner walls and watching the muscles ripple underneath my touch.
“Stop,” she whispers, her hands clenching at her sides.
I ignore her, pushing my fingers in deeper. I remember how she’d come undone just from… just from Slayer’s cock, and now I want to see her getting wet forme, for my fingers. I rub her inside walls insistently, biting down a groan as I feel her start to tremble.
The doctor doesn’t interrupt, even when Vanessa cries out and her eyes go wide. She squirms, and she shakes her head, silently pleading for me to stop.
