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The Exam.A Colon Exam and a ‘Quickie’ can be a good thing.A friend asked me if I’d ever had to go to the hospital after a meeting with one of my friends. I did, a few times, but not because of what he did. I did have to be treated, on occasion, for an irritated bowel; irritated colon is the better term. This usually happened when I lived with a guy for a while or was dating someone who wanted sex numerous times in a week. The condition actually began when I was in my teens, it was treated then but, no one questioned ‘why’ it happened. When I was living with my one boyfriend it was an ongoing problem for almost 3 years – on and off – no matter how much lube we used. Of course he was black, had a 10” cock that was nice and thick and…seemed to want sex all of the time (never had a problem with that myself). I think he woke up with ‘morning wood’ every damned day!By then panty liners had been invented; I usually wore one to work and carried some spares too.My other ‘little’ problem that popped up a lot was recurring bouts with NSU. This is an irritation of the urethra; this is caused by very hard ejaculation. It’s a little bit like a yeast infection and, can be, as (the discharge) messy as having a light period. I learned to help control and treat it by drinking cranberry juice; for some reason this works. However, in the beginning, panty liners are handy for a few days. Anyway…At this time I was living in a different area and had to see a different doctor before he’d write the prescription. I made the appointment and sort of did everything to get prepared. After dinner my boyfriend and I watched some TV and had a few drinks. When he became interested in some foreplay I reminded him of the exam the next day and that part of it would be a ‘scoping’ of my colon then, figured what the hell, they’d probably seen it all before. The evening ended with me getting a very good, very long screwing along with a nice big load of his black seed.Next morning I awoke to being prodded by his morning tuzla escort bayan wood and there was no putting him off…he wanted a piece before heading off to work! Me, being my horny little slut self, obeyed and got on my back for a nice long gentle fucking…and a second (bigger) load of his seed. By the time I was getting dressed I knew that I would need panty liners. I could have just given myself another quick enema but…what the hell…the doctor would know ‘why’ I had an irritated bowel; may as well give him something to find in there?I was dressing all of the time then and had no reason to hide anything. Once I was cleaned up I slipped into some nice ‘boy-shorts’ a camisole top, a pair of slacks that zipped up the back and a nice loose blouse. Nothing flashy or fancy just street clothes and the slightest touch of makeup.It wasn’t my fault that the slacks hugged my ass like a coat of cheap paint and accented the panty lines – or was it?I ended up being the only person in the waiting room; the receptionist was a little cold to me but, a beefy male nurse (an RN no less) gave me a warm smile and a pretty good looking over…I smiled and looked him over as well.After what seemed like a very long wait the nurse appeared and came to sit next to me. There was another nice warm smile as he faced me and placed his hand on my thigh before clearing his throat and beginning……”I’m sorry hon (oh dear!) but the doctor has an emergency at home and he may be gone for quite a while.”“We can reschedule your appointment or, if you don’t mind, I’m qualified to handle the procedure.” There was a gentle squeeze to my thigh as he said this (oh my again!). He was, after all, an RN and not just a basic nurse. He also had a nice warm reassuring smile to top it all off.I did ask, “Have you done this before?”“Yes, it’s a very simple procedure, won’t take long at all. I can also give you some meds to start with until the prescription is written say…oh…2 or 3 days worth.”There was a little pat of tuzla escort bayan my thigh and another nice gentle squeeze to go along with his smile this time. Now, everything on me was twitching and I had a case of dry-mouth!He ushered me to the last waiting room down the hallway; once inside he asked me (very nicely) to remove my slacks and ‘panties’ – he hadn’t missed much at all – which I did as he got the equipment and set things up in the room. He also asked if I’d followed the pre-visit instructions given to me and I answered, “Yes, I did everything last night and didn’t eat much dinner…I also didn’t have anything but coffee this morning.” I was asked to get onto the exam table, lay on my side and pull my legs up some; I did as asked. He positioned me a little while giving my ass a pretty good feel; this was getting better. I was told to relax and try to breathe normally then, “I have a feeling this is one of the smallest things that’s been inserted in you lately.” There was a short pause while he applied some lube, what amounted to a slow finger-fucking then he remarked, “When was the last time you had sex?”“This morning about 6 or 6:30.”“Mmmm…and before that?”“Last night maybe tenish.”“Mmmm…were they long sessions?” A little more gentle fingering.“Normal, about an hour, maybe less…why?” I then moaned as he gave me his entire middle finger.“Your sphincter is a little ‘bruised’ and there’s some cum there sweetie.”That wasn’t exactly breaking news. He withdrew his finger then gently replaced it with the scope thing (insert long gentle moan here). As he probed it around he watched the monitor and chuckled quietly. He could not only see the left over lube but wads of semen…nice rich nigga semen…the good stuff. He withdrew it after seeing everything that he needed to, turned everything off then said, “I’m going to check your prostate now…just relax.” I got the finger again – very deftly but firmly – as it moved around I couldn’t begin to stifle a moan of absolute pure escort tuzla pleasure. It moved around even more applying pressure then slowly rubbing a little right on my ‘G’ spot; my moan rose in pitch as I began to tremble all over! FUCK! Much more and I was going to cum; this guy really knew what he was doing! There were a few nice little pats on my ass, he withdrew his finger then asked, “Is there any interest in me?” I was trembling in anticipation anyway, took a deep breath and almost screamed (but didn’t), “After you lock the door…if you don’t bend me over this table and fuck me good…I’m gonna’ scream **** real loud!”End of conversation. As he locked the door I got my ass off the table then bent over; it took him about 5 seconds to begin penetration! With what amounted to about 15 minutes of foreplay and prep there was no shock as he gave me every bit of that cock; slow hard and all the way, balls deep, in one thrust. That got a little more than a moan! Once I was pinned against the table he ground against me while I wiggled my ass around. I was over far enough that I could pull my knees up so I did; that got him in a little deeper.It’s not like we were in love or anything; just a good hard ‘quickie’ for both of us. Not the first time for me *smirk*.I clung to the exam table, kept my knees pulled up and slowly got fucked across the floor while trying very hard to keep the noise down a little. That was hard because, damn, was I enjoying it immensely! After maybe 5 minutes he blew a nice load then pulled out after slapping my ass pretty hard. He then came around to my side and gave me a little peck on the cheek saying (breathlessly), “My card is on the table, if you ever get the urge…” then left. I relaxed for a few minutes before getting dressed; I was trembling like hell and could hardly manage getting my slacks zipped! As I was straightening myself up I came; not a big one but a nice little one. If I didn’t move fast and get out of the office there was going to be a nasty little wet spot in the crotch of my nice light gray slacks. The receptionist called later to remind me to come pick up the first meds; we’d both forgotten about that!Yes, I did get the ‘urge’, more than once; he was a nice guy after all.

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