Where it happened: doctor's offic
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 8
Category: Straight
When I was 15, my parents were afraid I would go wild. My older sister had run away with her boyfriend at 19, and they wanted to make sure I did not. They took me to a therapist, so that I would have someone to talk with.
After several weeks of seeing “Dr. Feel Good”, he told my folks that I was depressed and needed special therapy. They agreed with no questions. So my therapy extended to longer sessions.
Dr Feel Good told me that young girls often run off with young men because they are sexually frustrated. It was 1960 and there wasn’t a lot of talk about sex then. I was embarrassed but fascinated. Dr. Feel Good was really a handsome man–close to 50 with salt and pepper hair.
He told me that he would be engaging in some therapy that I wasn’t to disclose to others as they would not understand. He then turned off the lights in his office and asked me to disrobe. I was so afraid. But his calm voice told me I should. After all, I didn’t want to go wild for sexual frustration.
Dr. Feel Good took his hands and circled my nipples. They became like rocks. Only a B cup, but enough. As he was touching me, I began to move around. My private area was wet and I was embarrassed.
He touched my breasts for the entire hour.
The next week he had me lie down naked. He invited in his nurse and told her to do the massage (he called it clinical) on my breasts while he examined my vaginal area. Her hands were like velvet. And she kept looking me in the eyes, calmning me. Dr. Feel Good spread my legs apart and put his finger in my vagina. He said that I was so uptight, a bad sign. I started to cry, when his nurse put her lips on mine and stuck her tongue in my mouth. I exploded with wetness and an orgasm. I was so afraid and excited.
The next week I was instructed how to please Dr Feel Good and his nurse. My folks never had to worry. I wasn’t going anywhere….
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