And Katie Came Too - Sex Stories

And Katie Came Too

... men in a state of arousal, so didn’t really think of herself as a good judge of willy size. And one of those was her step-father’s pathetic thing – yuk! – so didn’t really count. But Kayden’s, bless him, was definitely bigger than any of her previous boyfriends.' ‘Is that serious?’ Katie asked. ‘Nothing to get upset about, and it’s not uncommon, especially in younger women,’ said Dr. Green in kindly tones. ‘It’ll soon resolve as long as you’re abstinent for a week or so, and I’ll prescribe some balm.' Katie looked puzzled again, but Nurse Gemma, with a hint of impatience, translated once more: ‘Dr. Green is saying you mustn’t have sex for at least a week, and she’ll give you some ointment for it.’ Katie was aghast! ‘Oh, Doctor,’ she wailed, ‘my boyfriend won’t like that, he’s, you know, used to...’ her voice died away and she sniffled miserably. Dr. Green put an arm round her bare shoulders. ‘I’m sure he’ll understand, if you explain to him,’ she said, ‘and there are, um, alternatives to normal intercourse...’ Katie had an idea what some of those alternatives might be. They usually seemed to end up with, well, stuff getting where it shouldn’t be, like all over her chest or worse. And anyway, Kayden never seemed to be properly satisfied unless he... Her train of thought was interrupted by Nurse Gemma’s voice. ‘I know it’s a bit hard if you’re used to an active love-life. But if you ask him to pop in and see me tomorrow, let’s say about twelve forty-five, I’ll give him some ...

... advice.’ ‘Oh, yes, very good of you, nurse...’ said Dr. Green rather vaguely as she keyed Katie’s prescription into her computer. ‘Thank you ever so much,’ said Katie gratefully. Now Kayden couldn’t be cross with her . Nurse Gemma found a reason to have another dab in between Katie’s legs. Katie’s tumescence, which had subsided, returned. But by now, she didn’t care so much. ‘Mmmmhh! Thank you,’ she sighed happily. The computer clicked and whirred in the background, and as Dr. Green bent over it Nurse Gemma spoke again. ‘If you find you really need to, my pet,’ she murmured, ‘you can masturbate. But,’ she wagged her forefinger reprovingly at Katie, in fact the tip of her finger accidentally brushed against Katie’s little pink bud, ‘fingers only, very gently, no toys or anything, and not too often. How often do you usually masturbate?’ Katie’s anxiety returned. She was pretty sure she knew what masturbation was, but she didn’t want to disclose some of the rather shaming things she did which might or might not be called masturbation but usually ended up with a much needed orgasm. Like playing pony-rides on the arm of the settee (which, to be honest, she had almost grown out of). Or helping her little Rabbit to find his favourite burrow (a new game made possible by the magic of internet shopping). ‘Oh,’ she said in a slightly protesting voice, ‘I don’t suppose I’ll do anything like that.’ ‘It’s perfectly normal, nothing to worry about’, said Nurse Gemma reassuringly. ‘Most girls ...