And Katie Came Too - Sex Stories

And Katie Came Too

... was needed, which made Katie utter a little gasp. ‘Yes,’ said Dr. Green cheerfully, ‘a bit cold, isn’t it?’ She rubbed gently, almost caressing. Katie’s lips parted, involuntarily, and Dr. Green slipped her finger between them. ‘Good girl.. I just need to have a little look inside,’ she said, ‘tell me if I’m hurting.’ Katie closed her eyes. Dr. Green moved closer, her face just an inch or two from Katie’s puss as she peered at her. Katie could feel her warm breath; for a moment she thought she was going to kiss her! Her fingers probed a little deeper, very gently, almost comforting. ‘Ohhh..!’ sighed Katie. ‘Is that uncomfortable?’ asked Dr. Green, pausing. ‘Oh no, doctor...it – it’s fine!’ Then disaster struck - no doubt because of all that ‘increased responsiveness’ described in the magazine article. ‘Oh doctor,’ she yelped, horrified. ‘ I’m really sorry..! I’m, I mean my...’ ‘Nothing to worry about,’ said Dr. Green, ’Just a natural physical reaction, quite normal. Nearly finished now.’ Wiping her fingers she turned to Nurse Gemma. ‘Some clitoral tumescence, as you can see, prompted by palpation of the labia. Healthy arousal response accompanied by a little moistening of the surrounding tissue.’ Turning back to Katie she said, ‘Just a last quick peep, and Nurse is going to pop a towel under your bottom.' Deftly Nurse Gemma slipped her hand beneath Katie, cupping her bare bottom. ‘Just lift up for me please, sweetheart,’ she said, ‘while I put this under you.’ Katie did as ...

... she was asked while Nurse Gemma arranged the towel. Nurse Gemma didn’t move her other hand, and like Gr. Green’s, her fingers felt soft and comforting. ‘Oh, thank you,’ Katie whispered, sinking back. She noticed that nurse waited till she’d got comfy before gently withdrawing her hand. At last the examination was concluded. It had only taken a few minutes, but for Katie it felt like an hour. She sat up on the towel. Nurse Gemma smiled at her. ‘Now, just lie back again for me while I have a little dab,’ she said. Again Katie did as she was told while Nurse Gemma wiped away the residues of KY jelly before folding the tissue and, perhaps rather obviously, mopping up a tiny gooey dribble that had appeared. ‘Well,’ said Dr. Green, ‘there’s some intra-vaginal stress with minor lesions; the sort of thing that’s usually associated with prolonged or repeated intercourse.’ Katie’s brow furrowed as she tried to understand. Nurse Gemma came to her rescue: ‘Dr. Green is saying you’ve been having sex a lot and now you’ve got a sore pussy.’ Katie’s face cleared. ‘Of course,’ went on Dr. Green, ‘if the man is, ah, well-endowed it can exacerbate matters.’ Katie’s frown came back, but Nurse Gemma translated. ‘Dr. Green says it makes it worse if your boyfriend’s got a big willy.’ She paused, then added, ‘Has your boyfriend got a big willy, Katie?’ Dr. Green shot her a glance, but said nothing. ‘Well, yes... At least I mean I suppose so..’ said Katie uncertainly. She had only seen seven or eight ...