Where it happened: Doctors office
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I lost the bet
Dr Ginsberg had been our family ob-gyne for a long time. He had delivered me, so when it was time for my first exam, 5 years ago, I naturally went to him. Ones first exam is a little unpleasant, but he engaged me in conversation and so time passed OK.
It was October of this year. I am a big Obama fan and we got to talking politics. Dr Ginsberg was mad at our president, since he only half-heartedly supported Israel and he said the Republicans were going to take the house. I said, “No Way” and he asked me if I wanted to bet. I said I did, and let’s bet $100.00 Ginsberg said he had all the money he’d ever need, could we bet something else. I said sure, what do you suggest. He said, how about this, if you win, I will do whatever you want me to for an hour and a half. If you lose, you have to do what ever I want for the same amount of time.
I am 5’6″, about a 44 D and very slender elsewhere. I have dated some, but still have my virginity. I asked him, “if I lose, could what you ask me to do include sex?” Ginsberg smiled, “It might” he said. He told his nurse to make an appointment for Saturday, November 6 at, 4:30, his last of the day.
I watched the election results with a little fear. When it became clear that Obama would lose the House, I contemplated my fate. I knew one day I would lose my virginity, and Dr Ginsberg was so gentle, he would probably be a good person to take it. I showed up 15 minutes early for my appointment, and Dr Ginsberg came to the door. He told his nurse, “Ellie, you can go home. Dianne and I will be out of here in a short time.” She smiled and left.
He brought me into the examination room and said, “strip, don’t bother putting on a gown.” He asked me if I were ready for anything and I told him I was. “Roll over on your stomach.” I did so and he put a hard pillow under my waist. You’re going to get a couple of enemas, the first one will be painful, but the second one will ease the pain. The bag had been filled with warm water and ginger root which had been pulverized in a blender. From the first few drops, I knew I wouldn’t like this. I took 2 quarts, and he placed a bulb in my anus. With a few squeezes, he inflated it to where my anus was so stretched that I couldn’t expel the liquid. I had to hold it for 10 minutes, then he led me by the hand to the small bathroom just off the examination room. He stood me over the toilet, released the air in the bulb and closed the door. Some of the pain went away. I hurried back to the table and he reinserted the tube. “This one is warm milk and about 2 shots of 100 proof alcohol. You will soon fee better. My bowel filled up, and he told me to hold it until the pain stopped, and then expel it. I did as I was told.
I came back and he said, lie in your back. He placed hot towels over my vaginal area for a while, then soaped it up and shaved me clean. The 100 proof alcohol rubbed over the recently shaved skin stung s little, but I was beginning to feel mellow from the alcohol. He said, “Put you feet above your head” and ropes around my ankles held them in that position, with all my private parts exposed. Dr Ginsberg put a specula in my vaginal lips. As always was the case, he had warmed it first. He reached i with a scalpel and cut my maidenhead with a minimum of pain. He rubbed a salve on the sides of the vagina which really made it itch. I said. “hurry up, I really itch.” he patted my head and said he knew. Taking his time, he went over to the couch and took off all his clothes. Call me Abe he told me.
He had a pot as befitted a man in his 50s, but his putz was very full and about 8 inches. He smeared KY jelly on it and put it at my virgin hole, and plunged in. He began to take the itch away and he pumped many times, the KY insulating his putz from feeling. After maybe 50 pumps, he came, but not before he expertly massaged my 44 Ds. He climbed off and I asked to be released. He told me he would be ready in a half hour, and he had a present for me. He broke into a paper strip and extracted a lancelet. Laying it on a sterile cloth. he took a syringe and shot novicane into each nipple. He showed me the gold nipple rings, each one dangling a caduceus. He fitted them in the holes, and with a soldering iron, welded the loose ends together. The half hour had passed, and he climbed on for a second run.
This time, he went much longer and I enjoyed it even more. He came and said, if I were pregnant, he would take care of the fetus if I wanted. I dressed and we visited. Ae said he was glad Obama lost and I admitted that aI was glad too. We walked out the door together.
When the novocaine wore off, my nipples hurt a little but that soon went away. After a month, I called his office and talked to Ellen saying aI needed another appointment, because the trouble I had before came back. I’m seeing Abe this Saturday..
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