Enema clinic stories

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When I was 14, my mother took me to the pediatrician for my yearly check up. At 14, a hot woman touching your junk is never a good thing. This woman was a chocolate Aphrodite. Looked like Vivica Fox with glorious tits. Her hair was pulled back and she was wearing her glasses instead of her typical contacts. She was in a gray Rutgers t-shirt that accentuated her tits perfectly. I remember that well. Some kid had probably spit up on her during an exam while having a panic attack about a shot. So she does her thing.

Takes some blood, asks me questions about my sexual activities which at that time were nothing more than solo.

slutty lady Aniyah

Then the time comes and she tells me to take off my pants. Thank God she asked my mother to leave the room first. I do as she asks, I lie back on the table and she pulls up the gown. Not even one finger on my nut and I immediately jumped to attention, then came the fireworks.

Within a couple of seconds of lying down on that table, I had blown my load. It shot two feet in the air, and popped her all over the glasses and face. I was equally mortified.

horny cunt Keily

Just walked over to the sink and stuck her glasses under the stream of water, then wet a paper towel and wiped her face clean. I never went back to her as a doctor again. Though a few years later, I did run into her. Still just as hot as ever.

naughty babes Gabriella

I doubt she remembered me. When I was in high school, I was having severe, chronic stomach pains. After a of exams, the doctors were no closer to having any answers, so they ordered me Enema clinic stories have lower GI x-rays. I will be receiving a barium enema which will allow the xrays to show any abnormalities in my GI tract.

Then the x-ray tech walks in. There, with a semi-erect wang plainly visible through the wafer-thin aquamarine hospital gown and a tube hanging out of my ass, the beautiful blonde woman was just trying to do her job and tell me how I should position myself for the next x-ray in the sequence only to have her requests met with awkward shuffling and random fart squeaks and splurts as the seal of the enema tube moved around in my b-hole leading to the occasional trickle of barium leaking onto the x-ray table.

The only reprieve I got that day was that she at least vacated premises before I had unleashed a post-procedure barium monsoon in the bathroom. You may unsubscribe at any time. More From Thought Catalog. Get our newsletter every Friday! You're in! See you Friday. Follow Thought Catalog.

Enema clinic stories

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