As you may know by now, I love having my big tits played with by horny men. If a man shows my boobs attentions, especially my sensitive nipples, I become extremely horny and show him my gratitude in very slutty ways.
Men love staring at my body. I am 5'6, light brown complexion, with nice natural 38 C boobs. My tits and ass get a lot of attention, especially when I decide to wear tight, sexy clothes on purpose.
This story is about my lovely experience at a doctor's clinic when I was 24. I had seen a board of the private clinic of a male gynecologist when travelling in Mumbai. I wondered why a man would decide to get into that specialization. I also noticed that there never seemed to be much rush for his clinic. Being the adventurous woman that I am, I decided to find out what I could about the doctor on the internet, and if he looked good, I planned to get an appointment for a boob examination. I found online that he was in his mid to late thirties, not too bad looking, pretty decent figure. I touched myself a little, wondering what it would feel like to have his hands on my body.
The next day I made an appointment and he answered the office phone himself and took down the appointment details. His voice was deep and nice, and I couldn't help but touch one of my nipples as I spoke to him.
When he asked the purpose for the appointment, I said "Just a routine breast examination".
I felt a slight pause on the other end before he said "okay, sure" a little quickly.
That evening I got ready. I was fully waxed and shaved. I wore a nice sheer lace bra which the fabric felt amazing against my hardened nipples. I wore a matching lace panty and on top of that, a tight T-shirt and jeans.
When I arrived at the clinic, there were no other patients, just as I had hoped. My heart was beating very fast. I hadn't had any action for a couple of months and I was feeling pretty adventurous. Hearing the door open, he came out of his office and I noticed that he couldn't help but look at my body before quickly meeting my eyes again.
He looked just like in the pictures I found of him online. He was about 5'9, average brown complexion, but in fit shape, and had a nice stubble growing. His hair was combed in a side parting. He told me to please come into his office. It had fogged glass windows facing the waiting room, but across the middle of the room was a curtain behind which the examination bed was, for privacy while examining a patient.
I sat down across from him at his desk and he smiled and asked me what seemed to be the problem.
I said it was nothing particular, just that I had hoped to get a breast examination, which I lied and said I do routinely, but since I moved and was new to the city, I had just decided to get it done at the nearest doctor's office.
He said alright, he'll have a look. He asked me to go sit on the examination bed. I did so and he followed me and pulled the curtain closed for privacy. I smiled at him and he smiled back saying first he would just do a general check of the heartbeat.
He took his stethoscope and placed it on my chest above my left boob and asked me to take deep breaths. Then he did it on the other side of my chest above my right boob. Then he placed the stethoscope lower on my chest, just above my left nipple. I kept taking deep breaths but I'm sure my heartbeat had gotten faster. He could also hear the rising heart rate definitely. He slowly moved the stethoscope just above my right nipple and did the same. I was starting to get excited now.
He slowly moved his stethoscope again, this time dragging it slightly on my chest as he did, and placed it directly on my left nipple.
My breath hitched in my throat when I felt the hard plastic against my nipple, especially because of the fabric of the lace grazing against my nipple. I noticed him looking into my eyes for a moment and our eyes met.
He slowly and deliberately moved the stethoscope across my chest and placed it on my right nipple. By now, my nipples had started to become hard because of the direct contact.
He was looking down at my chest now. He moved the stethoscope away and said "Your breathing seems to be fine. It rose a little. Are you nervous?"
I shook my head and blinked innocently. I said "no doctor, I trust your examination."
He smiled and nodded and then told me that for the actual breast examination, he would need me to take my top off.
I said okay, and got off the bed and took off my top without waiting for him to turn or anything. I saw his eyes widen as he took in the shape of my magnificent boobs in the sheer lacy bra. It was see through and my hard nipple were poking through.
He managed to regain his composure just enough to tell me that in order to examine me thoroughly, I needed to take my bra off as well. I smiled and nodded and put my hands behind my back and let the bra pop off my boobs.
I could see him trying very hard to maintain his composure, but a slight bulge in his pants was starting to give him away.
He asked if I would like a vagina examination as well since I was here and I said sure, and pulled my pants off and panty as well.
He couldn't seem to keep his eyes off my body and told me to sit back on the examination bed so he could start. His hands moved from one boob to the other, rotating the palm of his hands at various parts of my upper breasts, and then doing the same with the pads of his fingers.
Then he moved down lower, around my nipples and did the same. I was watching his face while he was doing it but his attention seemed completely directing at my breasts. I even saw him nervously lick his lips once or twice.
Then he almost hesitated, and placed his thumb on my left nipple and gave it a little swipe. I couldn't help but close my eyes and open my mouth at the feeling. He noticed no objection and took his other thumb up to my right nipple and swiped it as well. I let out a tiny moan before I could control myself.
Not taking his thumbs off my nipples, he looked up at me and asked "how does this feel?"
I answered, stammering a little because he was now running his thumbs in circles over the hard nubs, making it hard to concentrate on anything other than my building lust, and said "it feels nice."
He smirked and looked back down at my now hard nipples that he had been teasing with his thumbs, and suddenly lightly held both nubs between his index fingers and thumbs and started rolling them between his fingers. I gasped and let out another moan.
"Your nipples are very sensitive, this is good for the examination" he said, adding "you have very nice breasts. Perfect shape. Beautiful nipples..."
With that, he went back to teasing my breasts and nipples, looking up at my face from time to time to see how his touches were making me react. I was moaning and biting my lip and closing my eyes with every new touch. I looked up into his eyes and gasped as he took the tips of his index fingers and flicked them across my nipples. He was looking back into my eyes as he did this.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" he asked.
"Yes doctor, this is the best examination I've had so far," I replied, looking into his eyes.
While this was going on, he had started rubbing his hard on against my knees that were in front of him. He was clearly enjoying himself.
Then he said "there is one more technique I have to use in order to give a thorough examination... You must sit still and let me do this, okay?" he asked assertively.
I nodded, biting my lip. He smiled and lowered his face till his nose was almost touching my left nipple. He rubbed the tip of his nose against it, and then stuck out his tongue and took a slow and deliberate lick across my nub.
I gasped. I was in heaven. His eyes looked up at me as he started flicking his tongue across my nipple, then placing his lips on the hard nub and pulling gently on it, sucking on my nipple.
