“Hmm,” said Dr. Taylor as he placed his hands on each of Melanie’s supple ass cheeks. “Melanie, I need you to rest on your elbows and arch your back so that your butt will be at a better angle to receive the thermometer.”
Melanie shakily lowered herself onto her elbows and arched her lower back so that her ass rose higher into the air and her cheeks spread wider apart. Dr. Taylor’s hands slid up her cheeks and grabbed onto the waistband of her thong.
“I’m just going to remove this pesky little thing for you, okay, Melanie? You have soaked it through, and it’s beginning to get in my way.”
He pulled her skimpy thong over her round bottom.
His fingernails scraped lightly against her skin as he removed Melanie’s last item of clothing, leaving a trail of shivers on her cheeks and down the backs of her thighs.
More electrifying shivers trickled over Melanie’s body as Dr. Taylor forcefully spread her naked ass cheeks wider apart with his hands. He pulled the skin around her puckered pink asshole taut.
“Dr. Taylor!” said Melanie in surprise when she felt one of the doctor’s hands cup her wet pussy.
His fingers slid along the length of her slit, before continuing back to smear her juices all over her ass crack.
“Unfortunately, this hole,” said Dr. Taylor as he fingered the extra- tight entrance to her bum with his pinky, “isn’t as lubricated. So, it was necessary to borrow some of the lubrication from your saturated vagina.”
Melanie clenched her fist around her bedding and bit her lip. The doctor’s hand had just stroked her swollen clit, triggering a brief burst of warm pleasure deep inside her belly. She wanted more.
Instinctively, she arched her hips up higher into the air. Her lips parted as she felt the skinny tip of the thermometer penetrate her tight asshole. The foreign stick tickled inside of her.
“You’re doing very well with the exam so far, Melanie. Better than I had expected. I’m going to need to listen to your pulse, now, while I take your anal temperature. Try not to move.”
Melanie furrowed her brow in confusion. Dr. Taylor was sitting behind her. How was he going to listen to her heart from where he sat? She gasped when she felt the cold metal disk of the doctor’s stethoscope press firmly over her throbbing clit.
“Yes,” said Dr. Taylor in response to Melanie’s gasp. “I know this is a very sensitive area of a woman’s body, but it is one of the best locations to listen to your pulse. It’s natural to feel a certain level of stimulation, especially as I move and adjust the stethoscope to get a better reading. Just try to relax.”
Melanie took a deep breath and tried to do as the doctor said, but it was very difficult. He was rubbing the stethoscope back and forth over her wet slippery clit, and the movement and pressure felt so good. Melanie moaned into her bedding, unable to control herself.
“Hmm,” said Dr. Taylor. “I’m not getting a good enough reading of your pulse. I’m afraid I’m going to have to insert a finger inside of you to help keep you still and control the position of the stethoscope.”
Dr. Taylor’s thumb pressed against Melanie’s tight, soaking wet hole and slowly pushed its way inside, spreading and stretching her innocent tunnel. Melanie winced and groaned at the uncomfortable but extremely pleasurable sensation.
Once inside, the doctor’s thumb hooked up and pressed firmly against her sensitive upper wall. At the same time, he pressed the stethoscope harder against her clit. His hand was clamped down, holding onto her pussy from both the inside and outside.
He rolled the head of the stethoscope over her swollen nub and Melanie found herself rocking her hips back and forth to increase the friction. She was beginning to lose herself in the pleasure that was building inside of her. She moaned harder into her pillow and clenched her fists around her bedding.
“I can hear your pulse is quickening, Melanie. I’m afraid I’m not quite done with this important part of your examination. However, if you feel the need to give in to the stimulation, you have my permission to do so. It is perfectly natural.”
As he said the word natural, Dr. Taylor pushed the thermometer deeper into Melanie’s tight tush, forcing it to spread around the fatter base. He pushed the button to take her temperature, then began to wiggle the stethoscope vigorously over her aching clit.
Melanie’s mouth opened wider as she moaned and groaned into her pillow. Her tiny butthole clenched around the hard plastic thermometer, and she moaned even louder.
The intense stimulation from the hard metal disk on her sensitive pleasure button was quickly becoming too much. She rocked her hips up and down involuntarily, and the tip of Dr. Taylor’s thumb began stroking her g-spot in response.
That was it. Melanie could no longer take so much stimulation all at once. The blissful warmth inside of her swelled fast and then burst into a flood of throbbing pleasure. Her clit and both holes all began to contract in unison as she moaned and panted loudly.
Dr. Taylor’s stethoscope vigorously rubbed her pulsating clit as her cunt clenched and unclenched around his thick thumb in an intense orgasm that went on and on.