And Katie Came Too - Sex Stories

And Katie Came Too

... your age do it quite a lot,’ she added loftily, as though her own perfectly manicured fingers never strayed between her legs. Suddenly Katie felt like confiding after all. ‘I might do it now and again,’ she said, with an embarassed giggle. Dr. Green was typing up her notes. ‘Perhaps once a week?’ she interjected. Katie wriggled a bit. ‘Perhaps..’ she said, unconvincingly. ‘Once a day?’ said Nurse Gemma rather tersely. ‘Ooh, no!’ said Katie, with mild indignation. ‘Definitely not as much as that, only about four or five times a week, probably even less.’ Suddenly Katie felt in the mood for avowals. ‘Sometimes I can go for days at a time, nearly a week, and other times I get, you know, a bit desperate.’ Dr. Green was typing: ‘Pt. self-reports regular masturbation within normal/frequent range, several times a week.’ ‘Well of course the libido, ah, fluctuates,’ remarked Dr Green, ‘and young women in late adolescence quite commonly need frequent release and experience feelings of insatiability.’ Nurse Gemma, rather cruelly, translated again: ‘Dr Green says girls your age often need sex a lot, and feel they can’t get enough.’ ‘Oh good,’ said Katie, ‘I’m glad it’s not just me! I expect I’m just responsive...’ Nurse Gemma and Dr Green both smiled at her. ‘Of course, dear,’ said Nurse Gemma, with a rather naughty little chuckle. And then the mood was broken. ‘Let’s see if we can find our undies, shall we?’ said Nurse Gemma in a motherly tone. She retrieved Katie’s panties and held ...

... them out for her to pop her legs in. ‘Up we get,’ she said, and Katie stood for Gemma to pull them up. She gave Katie the slightest of hugs, a pat on the bottom, and then she was gone. And with almost all her secrets now revealed Katie was allowed to get dressed and go home. ****** Katie lay on her bed. She’d undressed again and was carefully putting on her cream. It stung a little, but the overall effect was soothing. She put some more on, rubbing it in carefully. It was beginning to feel nice. At the same time she was reading the instruction leaflet that went with it. Like most medical things it was difficult to understand but the phrase: ‘avoid tight-fitting clothing and allow air to circulate to the affected parts...’ jumped out at her. ‘Hmmm...’ thought Katie, ‘No panties!’ That evening Katie got changed into a nice summer dress. She took the precaution of putting on a slip but didn’t bother with her bra or panties. Then she waited outside the house for Kayden to call on her. The cool evening breeze circulating around her affected parts felt delightful. Kayden drove to the edge of town and parked. They got out and he pulled her towards him and hugged her. They kissed. ‘Mmm...’ he murmured. ‘I’ve missed you.’ Her head began to swim a little. ‘I’ve missed you too,’ she said. ‘Shall we go for a walk on the common?’ he asked. She knew what that meant. ‘Rover might want a walk too,’ he added, with a trace of a leer. He had learned to communicate his needs using animal imagery. ...