the gynecologist

  

Vanessa literally jumped through the gate of the  She was done. And in several ways. 4 hours afternoon lessons with Ms. Krabbe. Wednesday could do justice to any horror film. This old goat from a teacher managed to weigh her victims to safety in a monotonous voice. She told something about equations that looked like they were being brought to earth by aliens.
Ashes crotch she hurried over the cobblestones of the playground. She was in a hurry. The monster had long had it under his control today. She bravely signed the hieroglyphs that went against any infinity. She had not understood why this was so, and the monster on the table had understood with dream-like certainty that the students would not be given the opportunity to ask questions.
Ms. Krabbe really looked like an alien monster. She had a narrow face, in the center of which was huge glasses. Her brown hair was tied to a knot and her blouse consisted of blue and green diamonds. To do this, she wore black pants that were held by a pink belt.
As if all of this was not enough, this beast had stretched out its tentacles four times this afternoon in the form of a question about Vanessa. Every time she wanted to know the result of a task that the girl had not even begun to understand. She was quoted on the board and had to give herself a nakedness from the whole class.
It wasn't really bad, because hardly any of the boys and girls had been able to follow Krabbe's lessons, but for Vanessa it was a gauntlet run. The teacher forced her to do the paperwork for her. Her hand still cramped when she thought of it.
Like a trainer, Ms. Krabbe sneaked around behind her, the pointer in her hand. The staff touched her several times and let her body wake up. Ms. Krabbe continued to speak with her monotonous voice about the limit values, while the scent of her sweet perfume rose from her body and Vanessa's nose brushed. This fragrance had distracted her even further, sent her senses on a journey, and left her mind desperate with the mathematical equations.
Without wanting it, the chubby student had gotten wet. Even now, when she left school, she was still very bulky between her thighs. She had spread her legs several times in class and stroked her dark stretch pants over her damp fabric by hand. She had clearly felt the moisture of her swollen labia. Did her teacher know what effect this perfume had on her young body?
Vanessa's lust was not for her teacher, on the contrary, she hated her. Her lust was for her freshly awakened sexuality and especially for Professor Martin Schönbaum. He had deflowered her. He had given her zest for life and pleasure. And today she would do something so that she could savor this gift even further.

The girl went down Grafengasse with her dark red hair with a quick step. Here her path separated from the other students, who also had lessons so late, and ran to the bus station. Vanessa was in a hurry. She looked hastily at her cell phone: 17:04. Damn it. Her appointment was at 5 p.m. She turned into Herzogstrasse and looked for the house numbers of the multi-storey buildings.
42, where was the 42nd. She passed 56. 54. Slowly she came closer to the 42. Her heart beat faster. Why had this cursed crab bitch had to hold the lessons to the last minute. Why did she paint her homework on the board at the last minute, so Vanessa, who was completely distracted anyway, had to write it down with difficulty and could only get up one minute after class. The tension on her abdomen was forgotten, now it was about more important things.
The girl with her 163 cm tall stuffed her cell phone in her big backpack as she crossed a cross. The squeaking of tires startled her, then it honked loudly. An Audi driver almost used it as a radiator figure.
„ Watch out, you stupid cow! “, the driver called out of the window that was lowered.
Vanessa, however, just ran away. She didn't want to get involved, especially no discussion. Because discussions were against her and she was in a hurry. 48, she was almost there.
The girl sweats under her light jacket. She felt damp and uncomfortable in her skin. Each of her little love handles, which her mother affectionately called baby bacon, had now become a hoard of her sweat. Her actually airy, but long too tight, purple shirt now literally stuck to her. Vanessa was no longer a baby, she was eighteen and for a few weeks now she was no longer a virgin. The latter was also the reason why she stopped completely out of breath at Herzogstraße 42.
The house was multi-storey and had a large glass entrance area. The student pressed exhausted against the handle and the door opened for her. In the hallway, several signs revealed the different parties to the house. Lawyers, IT service providers and a doctor's office. „ Praxis Dr. Stefanie Mendel “, was on the sign. She had to go there. To Vanessa's sorrow, she had to. Floor.
Without thinking, the girl hurried up the stairs. Every gram too much on her hips would now be as merciless as her poor condition. In the 3rd. Stock had to take a short break first. The strap of her backpack hurt and she felt that her heart would soon jump out of her chest. She doggedly forced herself to go on. With her hand on the railing she shuffled, step by step further up.
Finally she reached the 5th. Floor. With large golden letters stood on the white door „ Praxis “. The sweaty girl put her hand on the door knob and pressed against it. No reaction.
„ Damn! “, it came over her lips. She had promised the professor to come here today. She pressed the door again, but the door did not open. Was the doctor already gone?
Vanessa took her cell phone out of her pocket. 5:18 p.m. The girl swore inside. Martin would be disappointed. She desperately shook the door of the practice, but it was tightly closed. Sweat dripped her forehead and her round, reddened cheeks. In her eyes, the glow of tears was beginning to form. She had built shit. The professor had asked her if she had time at 5 p.m. today and she had agreed. She had ousted afternoon classes, which took place twice a month.
With a trembling hand, she clutched her cell phone and was about to leave when the door suddenly opened. Startled, the student winced and turned around again. In the door stood a slim woman from mid-thirty. She was slightly taller than her and wore short blonde hair. Your doctor's coat was slightly open. Underneath she wore a black skirt and a white blouse.
„ Oh, hello “, she also spoke to her slightly surprised. „ You have to be Vanessa. Have you been waiting for a long time? Sorry, but I completely forgot to put the snapper in. “
„ Hi. I thought there was no one there. “ Vanessa, sweaty and with tears in her eyes, would have loved to sink into the ground with shame at that moment.
„ I'm sorry. I was there all the time and waited. Normally Jenny always puts the snapper in, but this afternoon the practice is actually closed and Jenny is not there. But come in, Vanessa, I can tell Vanessa to you. I am Stefanie. “
„ Um, yes. “
Completely overwhelmed by the young doctor's speed of speech, she followed her into modern practice. Stefanie told her that she was 37 and a specialist in gynecology. Professor Martin Schönbaum had apparently already told her a surprising amount about Vanessa. She explained something to the girl about the advantages and disadvantages of the different contraceptive methods.

When they arrived in a treatment room, the doctor sat behind a computer and brushed her fingers through her hair.
„ So you're 18 years old and sexually active “, she said. „ How long? “
Vanessa, whose chubby body had slowly recovered from the stressful path into practice, looked embarrassed to the ground. “
„ You don't have to be embarrassed. It is something very beautiful and good for the soul. “ Stefanie smiled cheerfully at her.
„ Two, two months “, the girl stuttered.
„ So short first. And how many different partners have you tried in time? “, ask the doctor.
„ Um “, Vanessa stammered. „ Only one. “
The doctor briefly moved the mine as if she were a little disappointed. She typed something on her computer. Then she turned her attention back to the student and said: „ Are you planning to get pregnant in the next two to three years? “
„ No! “, she assured vigorously. „ That's why I wanted the pill. “
„ I only ask because there is a method. A small implant that weakly releases hormones into your body, preventing you from getting pregnant for about three years. The advantage for you is that you don't have to think about taking the pill every day. “
„ Sounds good. “
„ Yes, it is. “
„ Does it hurt? “
„ No, it's just a little stick that I implant in your upper arm. You are lucky, normally it is quite expensive, but Professor Schönbaum pays all the costs. So you agree if we do this little intervention? “
„ Uh, yes “, said the overwhelmed girl.
The doctor nodded and rose from her anatomical office chair. In her hand she held a form, which she gave the student to sign. When she signed, Stefanie asked the girl to free herself. A little shy, she complied with the request.
„ No worry “, said the doctor, „ there is nothing I have not seen before. The panties too. After all, we want to check you out properly, right? “
Vanessa nodded and slowly brushed her things off her body. The woman's eyes stuck to her pale, sweaty skin. She smiled lightly and licked her lips briefly. Then a cellulose cloth spread over the examination chair.
„ If you would sit in here please? “
The girl hesitantly complied with the request. In the meantime, she only wore her black stockings going up to her knees. Her rounded butt settled on the gynecologist's chair. She sank slightly into the soft padding of the examination chair while placing her legs in the brackets provided. The girl had been to the gynecologist many times, so she was familiar with the procedure.
The doctor nodded satisfied and operated a switch. The chair automatically folded back a little so that her legs in the chair's holding bowls were higher than her upper body. Vanessa looked at the woman in a white coat slightly disturbed.
„ All right “, she said when she put on latex gloves. She took a step towards putting her hand on her patient's bare shoulder. „ Relax. I will be very tender to you “, she whispered to her as her back of her hand gently slid over the girl's slightly reddened cheek and gave her a cozy shiver.
Vanessa took a deep breath and her breasts rose in time with her breath. The blonde woman gently stiffened her pale skin with her fingertips covered with latex. She stroked the girl's throat and finally felt her breasts. The blazing warts had already straightened up and eagerly awaited contact. The student closed her eyes not to take her eyes off Stefanie, but not to tell her her secretly emerging lust. Again she felt the treacherous moisture between her thighs.
She groaned unconsciously when Stefanie put both hands around her female curves and gently touched them. The doctor skillfully felt the fleshy, funny pregnant tissue. She kneaded it through, played around her patient's stiff nipples with her fingertips and whispered conspiratorially: „ You have very nice breasts, Vanessa. They are well developed and feel seductive. You can be proud of it. “
„ Thank you “, the girl gasped while her legs twitched restlessly in the holding bowls. She would have preferred to take her hand and now stroke between her thighs. Damn it, she had never felt so horny at the doctor. She longingly felt the gentle caressing of her female curves. She bit her lips so as not to moan her lust out loud.
The doctor's hands went deeper, left her lush breasts and stroked the belly drawn by small fat pads. Vanessa winced. It felt strange, but at the same time it was still very excited. Then the fingers felt their abdomen. The girl felt the latex glide over her freshly shaved shame. At Martin's request, she now behaves twice a week. He loved it when her little pussy was as smooth as a baby popo, and she loved it when he licked her down there. Oh Martin would only be here. She longed for the professor's skillful tongue. He would now give her the satisfaction she longed for. Suddenly she winced when the doctor slid her finger through her damp column and only stuck to her rosette.She felt the gentle pressure against her back gate, then the finger left her skin and left her in a chaos of feelings. Her heart was racing, her breath was quick and flat.
Stefanie walked around her and now took a small stool on which she settled.
„ I will now feel your vagina whether everything is fine there. Ok? “, She asked the girl.
„ Yes, ok. “ Her voice was just a suppressed moan. She longed to be touched. Her hands buried themselves in the upholstery of the chair when she felt the doctor's fingers again on her vagina.
Without using an instrument, she pulled apart the girl's swollen labia. Slowly and with an indescribably soulful tenderness, she led a finger into the young woman's damp canal, that presented itself to her in the chair. Her fingers cramped and a funny wheezing came over her lips.
„ So it feels good, doesn't it? I mean by finger without these impersonal instruments. Should I continue? “ Asked the doctor while her finger had already penetrated deep into the ditch of pleasure and was just stroking Vanessa's G-spot.
„ Yes, yes! “, she groaned without will.
The doctor took a second finger for help and also introduced it into her. She skillfully felt the inside, that damp cave. She touched the girl with a lot of experience and feeling. She gave her time to get used to every movement and stroked her most sensitive nerve tracts from the inside.
Vanessa was no longer the mistress of her senses. She gasped and groaned loudly. Her pelvis shrugged wildly in the gynecologist's chair and pressed against the doctor's movements. She now knew no inhibitions and no more shame. She only knew her lust. Eventually she was overwhelmed by it. With loud screams, she surrendered to her orgasm, while Stefanie's fingers remained deep inside her.
„ Everything looks very good “, she said with a smile on her lips, while the girl was still struggling for breath, limp in the chair and only sporadically twitched her abdomen.