"Jeez, Jack, I completely forgot about this," said Mom, looking through the mail.

I looked over, diverting my attention from the Playstation 2, which had been my hobby all summer. "What's up?" I asked.

"You need to get an annual sports physical before football practice starts."

I rolled my eyes, "And we start in two days. I'm sure Dr. Sorley can squeeze me in tomorrow."

Mom shook her head, "He retired a couple months ago. I've been meaning to get you in with another doctor, but I kept forgetting."

I scratched my head, "Well, I'm eighteen, so I need an adult doc anyway, so how about your doc?"

Mom nodded, "Dr. Blake's a women's specialist, but she's also family med, so she should be fine. I'll call her office."

A few minutes later Mom hung up and said, "They can take you as an add on at the end of the day today. Supposedly it's a 4:30 appointment, but I'm sure she won't be able to see you until 5 or later. Is that okay?"

"It'll be fine," I said, returning my attention to the video game.


Two hours later I was in Dr. Blake's office. She had a nice private family medicine office in a medical park in the burbs near our home. I showed up at the waiting room. Sure enough, she was a women's specialist. The office had stacks of magazines like People, Ladie's Home Journal, and a bunch of titles for senior women. I got alot of looks walking in and registering, being an 18 year old guy in a room full of 50+ women. The receptionist was a few years older than me, a cute blonde, and that was a relief. She seemed kind of amused with me signing in, but she gave me the standard medical history form, and I sat down and began filling it out.

Mom was right. I'd arrived at 4:15, and at 5:15 I was the last one in the waiting room. The cute receptionist apparently finished up her work for the day, because she checked out and waved goodbye as she left.

Finally an obese nurse in her late forties opened the door leading back to the exam offices and called out, "Mr. Thomas."

I put down my People magazine (hey, it was the best of a bad set of options) and walked back, following the nurse. There was a little lab room, a scale (which I got on after kicking my shoes off. 6'2" and 195 - I needed to bulk up more if I wanted to walk on in college, but I was still all right for a high school linebacker), and two exam rooms. One of the rooms was open. After getting my height, weight, and vitals, the nurse directed me into the exam room.

"Disrobe down to your underwear," the nurse said in a very bored tone. "The doctor will be in to see you shortly."

She closed the door and I heard her say to someone, presumably Dr. Blake, "He's getting undressed. Here's his paperwork. He's just a sports physical, so you won't need any labs. If you need to get an EKG, it's down the hall. I'll see you tomorrow."

About two minutes later there was a soft knock on the door. I sat on the exam table on the cheap paper lining in my boxers. "Come in," I said.

The door opened, and the woman who walked in look alot younger than I thought Dr. Blake would have looked. She was a brunette, with her dark hair pulled back in a pony-tail. She had on a white coat that ended at her waist level. Her pockets were bulging with references. She wore a white silk blouse and a knee length black skirt under her white coat, no hose, and nice strappy heels.

She saw me and smiled, closing the door, and asked, "Mr. Thomas?"

"Jack," I said.

She extended her hand, "I'm Heather Miller. I'm a medical student working with Dr. Blake today."

Ah-hah. That put her a couple years out of college, maybe 23 or 24 years old. She had a nice little body under that white coat. I could see the prominent swell of her tits under the blouse, the tight waist, and her legs were clearly very nice. When she turned around, I took the opportunity to check out her ass. It looked like it was probably pretty spectacular under that skirt.

She was very professional. She asked me about my planned activity, then about my medical history (none to speak of - a broken arm playing soccer four years ago and three or four ankle sprains). She asked about family history (like I had any idea), about smoking (I don't do it), drinking (I do it, but I played it down), drugs (a joint 3 months ago hardly seemed worth mentioning), and sex (protected, uh, well, sure, if that's what you want to hear). Seatbelts were discussed (duh), and peer relationships (couldn't be better). Then we proceeded to the physical.

Heather smelled nice. That was my first impression as she examined my eyes and ears. She had a very nice touch I noticed as she examined my neck. Her stethoscope was cold as ice when she listened to my heart and lungs. She had me lay down to examine my stomach, and again I noticed the nice feel of her fingers. While I was down there she went ahead and felt the pulses at my ankles.

"Stand up, Jack," she said.

I did. Heather put her stethoscope around her neck and took a pair of latex gloves from a box. She said as she put them on, "Obviously you're in great shape. Your resting heart rate is 54, which means you're cardiovascular condition is excellent. I just need to examine your inguinal area, so if you could go ahead and lower your boxers, that'd be good."

While she'd been examining me, I'd felt my cock stirring and swelling. Now, at that instruction, it began to swell a little more. But there was nothing to do except follow her orders. She was, after all, the doctor. I pulled my boxers down to my ankles and stepped out of them, and stood up. Heather looked down at me and her eyes got wide.

"Um, okay," she said. I could see she was blushing a little. My cock was getting bigger.

She pulled up a stool and sat on it, putting her hands on my femoral pulses. My cock was swelling uncontrollably, hanging still, but starting to rise. Then she moved her gentle fingers to my balls and began rolling her fingertips around on them. Even with the gloves, it felt really good. My cock just got harder, standing up now.

"I'm really sorry about this," I said to Heather.

She looked up at me, grinning, "It's okay. This is actually my first clinical rotation, so this hasn't happened to me before. But, uh, I heard it can happen."

Just from where she was to do the exam, my erect cock was right next to her head.

Heather looked at it and giggled, "At least we know it works, huh?"

I was so hard. She pressed her fingertips into my scrotum and said, "Cough."

I did. Heather stripped off her gloves, sitting upright. At that moment, the door opened and Dr. Blake walked in, saying, "Afternoon Jack, nice to meet you...oh." She stopped short, looking at my hard cock right next to Heather's head.

I looked at Dr. Blake. I'd never met her before. She'd been Mom's doctor for three years, ever since Mom's old doc retired. All I knew was that Mom had been one of Dr. Blake's first patients out of residency. Dr. Blake was Asian, maybe 5'4", but in her strappy high heels she was taller. She wore a form fitting dress under her white coat, and even with those two layers I could tell she had a nice body and sweet round breasts. She wore her dark hair short but stylish. She looked, to put it simply, hot.

"Well," she said, keeping a straight face, "How's the exam, Heather?"

Heather stood up, clearly embarrassed, "Everything's fine. He's got not history to worry about, and he seems like he's in excellent shape. No problem with participating in rigorous activity."

"And clearly he's got a very normal, healthy sex drive," Dr. Blake said, a twinkle in her eyes.

"Sorry about this," I said. But my boner wasn't going anywhere. I was still completely hard.

Dr. Blake shrugged, "Jack, don't sweat it. Heather IS gorgeous."

Heather looked at Dr. Blake with apparent surprise, but said nothing. Dr. Blake told her, "Heather, could you repeat your exam of Jack. I really haven't had an opportunity to observe you properly today. Do you mind, Jack?"

I shook my head quickly, "No, not at all."

Dr. Blake took off her white coat, hanging it on the back of the door, "By the end of the day, that coat is too much. Heather, go ahead and take yours off. With all those manuals, your neck must be killing you."

Heather nodded, taking off her white coat, "It is heavy."

Dr. Blake asked me, "How's your mom, Jack?"

"Great," I said, acutely aware of Heather's feel and smell as she re-examined my head and neck, working her way back down again to my chest and lungs. Out of the white coat, I got a better look at the two women. Dr. Blake was sensational. Her tits looked like they were probably very nice under her white summer dress. The buttons down the front were straining. Her waist was slim, and legs, below the hem of the dress, looked sensational. Heather had me lay down on the exam bed. My hard cock was pointing at the ceiling. I could see the outline of her bra through her white blouse. She had large round tits, and a sensational little body. As she examined my lower abdomen, her arm brushed my hard cock. She flushed a little. She completely forgot to examine my ankles again, but stood me up, and began to examine my balls and inguinal area again. I got harder than ever.

"Okay, that wasn't bad," Dr. Blake said. "But let me demonstrate a few things. Go ahead and disrobe."

"I'm sorry?" Heather asked.

Dr. Blake said casually, "Take off your clothes. I want you to experience a proper exam from a patient's point of view. Don't worry - Jack's completely nude, and I just need you to disrobe to your panties."

Heather hesitated.

Dr. Blake said sharply, "This is for your education, Heather."

Heather unbuttoned her blouse slowly, revealing her body to me a button at a time. I watched, fascinated. This was certainly not the doctor's appointment I had expected. Heather stripped off her blouse. Her body was perfect - large round tits cupped in a lacy white bra, a slim waist, and well defined abs. She unzipped her skirt and let it fall. As she turned away from me, taking off her bra, I saw that her white panties were a nice v-string. Her ass was round and tight, her legs beautiful and lean. She unsnapped her bra and laid it with the rest of her clothes on the desk. Turning to face me again, I saw two beautiful round tits with small pink nipples that were nicely erect. She looked sensational in her heels and lacy white panties. Dr. Blake had her sit on the exam bed.

"Are you interested in medicine, Jack?" she asked.

"Absolutely," I said.

"Then come up close so you can see what I'm doing."

She examined Heather in much the same way Heather had examined me, giving pointers to her as she went along. Heather kept looking at me, down at my hard cock. The flush hadn't left her cheeks. I could see that the front of her panties was getting darker. She was wet. Dr. Blake handed me the stethoscope, and said, "Jack, why don't you listen to her heart and lungs like I did."

Getting that close, my cock rubbed against Heather's bare thigh. As I leaned behind her to listen to her lungs, my head pushed against her abs. Heather moved her leg slightly, rubbing my cock with her thigh. She was as into this as I was. Dr. Blake had her lay down so we could examine her abdomen. As I gently prodded her lower abdomen with my fingers, she asked Dr. Blake, "Could I examine you?"

"I suppose that might be the best way for me to teach you," Dr. Blake said. My heart leapt with joy, my cock throbbing with my excitement.

Dr. Blake calmly unbuttoned her dress all the way down the front, turned, and, facing the door, let it slip off her arms. She hung the dress up, giving me a nice look at her slim back. She had on matching sky blue bra and panties, the panties a skimpy string bikini style. She was incredibly fit. If she was three years out of residency, that probably put her in her early thirties, but she had a body that could compete with anybody. She unsnapped her bra and took it off. I became aware of Heather, who was sitting up now, laying her hand on my cock and giving it soft strokes. I looked at Heather and she winked at me.

Dr. Blake turned to us. Her tits were round and firm, her nipples small and brown. Her waist was slim, her abs flat and defined. She had long, toned legs. Her skimpy blue panties covered little in the front, telling me that chances were good her pussy as shaved. She walked over to us, taking Heather's place at the table, either not noticing or ignoring Heather's hand on my cock. But as Heather began to examine her eyes and ears, Dr. Blake looked at me and wrapped her small hand around my cock, massaging it.

Heather, moving her exam down to Dr. Blake's chest, looked down and saw what she was doing to my cock. She asked, "What technique is that, Dr. Blake?"

"Making sure he's prepared to give us both a pelvic exam, Heather," Dr. Blake said.

Heather said casually, "I thought we usually used a speculum for that."

"Well, we'll do our best with this tool instead," Dr. Blake replied. I was very much aware of the wedding ring on her left hand as she stroked me. Mr. Dr. Blake probably wasn't going to find out what kept his wife's clinic running so late today.

"I know a better way to make sure his tool is ready," Heather offered. "I actually picked it up in high school."

"Show me," Dr. Blake said.

Heather put down her stethoscope and squatted down. She took my cock in both hands and, looking up at me, brought her full lips to my cock. I moaned, loving the sight, and loving the feeling of her hands and mouth on me even more. Dr. Blake watched intently from her seat up on the exam table. Heather rolled her tongue around my cockhead, one hand on the base of my shaft, the other sliding over my balls, and then she sucked me in again.

"I have a similar technique," Dr. Blake offered. She slid off the exam table, squatting in front of me, and took my cock from Heather. The medical student watched intently, as did I. Dr. Blake held my cock with both hands, and kissed all along the shaft, down one side, then up the other. She lifted my cock up, ran her tongue down the underside, and then she kissed and licked my balls. Heather slid her hand up and down my cock again, and began to kiss my cockhead.

"Good idea," said Dr. Blake. "Try a combination of both techniques."

The two of them worked on my cock, massaging it, taking turns sucking and kissing my cockhead and licking and kissing my balls, until pre-cum began oozing out of my rock hard cock.

"Don't you both need to be prepared for the exam?" I asked.

"Mmm, what a considerate doctor-to-be," Dr. Blake said. "Yes, that would be advisable, particularly when you're considering inserting such a large tool. I'll tell you what, Jack. If you feel comfortable preparing me for exam, I'll prepare Heather at the same time."

"Oh!" said Heather, catching her meaning immediately.

The two of them stood up, and Dr. Blake moved Heather up onto the exam table. She quickly peeled off Heather's thong, leaving her high heels on. She moved around to the end of the table, and pulled Heather's hips until Heather's ass was right at the end of the table. She pulled stirrups out of the corners of the table, and Heather hooked her high heels into the stirrups. I looked at her sweet twat, with her small patch of brown hair, and her full pink labia, already soaking wet. She brought her hands to her pink nipples and began to play with herself, touching her nipples and squeezing her large round breasts. Dr. Blake bent over at the waist, hands on Heather's inner thighs, and she began to kiss Heather's pussy softly.

"Oh...oh fuck yes," Heather moaned. "Oh, I've never been eaten by a woman...this is so hot!"

It was indeed. I moved behind Dr. Blake and pulled down her panties. She stepped out of them, still in her heels, and she moved her feet slightly apart. I squatted behind her, examining her perked up ass and her engorged, wet, twat. I rubbed her twat softly with my fingers, and she moaned. Encouraged, I moved forward and kissed it, then slid my tongue between her labia. My nose was right in her ass. I was rock hard in this hot situation. I pulled my cock with my left hand, massaged her clit with my right, and probed her twat with my tongue. I absorbed the sounds of Heather's moans of pleasure, punctuated by Dr. Blake's gasps of rising ecstacy. Both women got hotter and hotter, Dr. Blake from my tongue and fingers, Heather from Dr. Blake's. I stopped pulling my cock, afraid I was going to cum all over the floor. I hadn't cum in three days, and I had a full load just dying to come out.

Heather was gasping and moaning louder and louder, and I heard her writhing on the table. She cried out, "Fuck...fuck yes...yes...YES OH FUCK YES!" She was cumming hard. Dr. Blake's breathing was more and more urgent every second, the sensuality of bringing off Heather combining with the pleasure from my fingers and tongue. She orgasmed moments later, gasping into Heather's wet pussy, writhing, her legs shaking.

She stood upright, and gasped, "Jack, why don't you go ahead and examine Heather first, so I can observe your exam technique."

She moved out from between Heather's legs, standing at the edge of the exam bed. I saw Heather's right hand fall down and find Dr. Blake's pussy, her fingers gently massaging the Asian woman's twat. Dr. Blake moaned happily. Heather looked down at me, moving between her legs, my rock hard cock ready for her wet pussy. The stirrups were wide apart, leaving her pussy perfectly positioned for me, her ass even perked and ready just below. I took her hips in hand and pushed my cockhead against her wet twat. She reached down with her left hand, angling me in perfectly, and she arched her back as my cockhead slipped into her. She was incredibly wet, but also very tight. I eased back, then forth again, sliding a bit more with each movement into her.

"Excellent technique, Jack," Dr. Blake said approvingly.

Heather's pussy squeezed my cock as I entered. The large breasted brunette moaned, eyes closed, left hand still lightly stroking my cock as I entered her. She pressed against the stirrups with her high heels, and I held her hips in place, finally entering her fully. She cried out happily, and moaned, "Fuck me, Jack!"

I did, pumping my cock in and out of her with long strokes, watching my manhood disappear in her, only to slide out, glistening with her juices. She let go of my cock, her right hand still stroking Dr. Blake's bare shaven pussy, her left now moving up to clutch the exam table above her head. Dr. Blake reached down with her right hand, her forefinger and middle finger rubbing Heather's twat quickly. I fucked her faster and faster, feeling my own ecstacy rising. Heather gasped, moaned, and came, her body bucking as I fucked her.

"I'm gonna cum," I moaned.

"Pull out and cum on her," Dr. Blake said. "I want to check to make sure your ejaculate volume is good."

Heather came harder, hearing what Dr. Blake had in mind, her ecstacy peaking. Finally I couldn't take it any more, and I pulled out, pressing my shaft against her labia and letting my cum shoot up her body. I'm not sure what good ejaculate volume is, but I'm damn sure I surpassed that. Thick jets of cum spurted out of my cock, splattering across Heather's face and tits and abdomen. Dr. Blake grabbed my cock and stroked it, keeping me cumming, watching the thick blobs of white chism land on her medical student's flat abs.

"Now you need to examine me," she said. She moved around between Heather's legs, and bent over her. To my surprise and delight, she began to kiss and lick Heather's breasts, lapping my cum off them. Her ass was perked up in front of me, her twat full and wet beneath. I gripped her hips and pushed my cockhead against her labia. She moaned, looking over her shoulder and licking her lips. Her pussy was tight, even tighter than Heather's, but she pushed back against me, helping to slip my cockhead in. I pumped into her slowly but steadily, feeling her pussy clench on me, squeeze me. Heather kept her heels in the stirrups, her hands moving up and down Dr. Blake's back, the two of them kissing passionately as I fucked Dr. Blake harder and harder. Dr. Blake gasped, moaned. I felt Heather's fingertips on my cock as I pumped Dr. Blake, and then her fingertips moved to Dr. Blake's clit. Dr. Blake moaned, pushed back against me, and came, her body shaking with ecstacy as she ground on my cock. I pulled her hips back, driving even deeper into her, heightening her climax, and then I started fucking her again, keeping her cumming, Heather working mercilessly on her clit. Between the two of us, we kept Dr. Blake orgasming again and again, until at last I felt another orgasm building. I fucked her harder and harder, faster and faster, making her cry out with ecstacy, until my orgasm hit. I pulled out of her, laid my cock over her ass, and came on her back, spurts of cum spattering on her light brown skin.

She rose off of Heather, unsteady on her feet. Heather pulled her heels out of the stirrups and sat up. My cum was smeared on her tits and abs, alot of it having smeared onto Dr. Blake's as well. The brunette pulled her hair back and redid her ponytail.

"Thanks for the incredible teaching, Dr. Blake," she said lightly.

"Hmmm?" Dr. Blake said. "Oh, it was my pleasure, Heather. If Jack's willing, we can always have a private tutorial session tomorrow, to reinforce the lessions today."

"I'd love to," I said.

"Good," she said. "Come at 5. We'll be ready for you."

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