Heather #1 - The begining -

I met Heather I back when I was engaged. I wasn’t a doctor back then, but a research assistant in some mundane research lab. To pass the time between research subjects, I’d often browse craigslists, usually the casual encounters, just to see what opportunities I was missing out on. That day however, I looked at the W4M singles ads, the real ones, looking for actual dates, not just quick hook ups (which are all fake postings anyhow). She had an ad that was different than most of the others, only three lines long or so, but it was rife with sarcasm and japes. No photo, no description of her, but a glimpse of her sense of humor, which I always appreciate. I dropped her a quick note, telling her so, and also that I wasn’t single and looking to date, only that I liked her ad. Well she messaged back, and we struck up a conversation over email. As these things tend to do, the topic naturally became of a sexual nature after a while. Maybe it’s because I was “off limits” she felt more comfortable opening up and delving into those things early on in the discourse. This was almost 8 years ago now, so I forget how the actual discourse progressed. She sent me some photos, and it turned out, she was very attractive. (I’ve looked all over for these, but alas they are gone). Tall, slim, dark olive colored skin and brown eyes to match. Her face said “mischievously cute”. The conversation kept up for another two weeks, getting more and more sexual. Do you like anal? Does size matter? What position makes you cum the most? Do you want to meet for coffee? She did. 

Naughty P

me:  Where are we going for a drink? Today or next week? heh
P:  Yea where are we goin. At ur apt? Or in the city?
me:  Next week I suppose you could come to the apt if you so desired. Too many friends in the city now to be safe going out with
a strange beautiful woman on my arms. Or we could go out in your neck of the woods. I owe you a few trips after all the times you’ve
come into the city for me.
P:  Soooo sad ;(. And to think I could use a good friend to show me around
me:  or you could just be ‘my cousin” visiting from out of town, haha
P:  I would prefer the city.. My new area is a bit lacking
me:  Okay, I know a bar that is right downtown, but unlikely to run into anyone in.
me:  That we could simply be two strangers in, that strike up a conversation
P:  Yes please. Well is it close to the train? And we could drink back at ur place too
me:  Yes, it is close to the train, and close to me. Options abound.
P:  Fuck yes please
me:  Oh, that dirty mouth P. Tsk tsk.
P:  Will u punish me? Can u get pics on this chat?
me:  I don’t know, I don’t think so. You can send them to email though
And yes, should you misbehave, I’ll have to keep you in line.
P:  Ok. I’ll send one or two of me recently
Will you keep me in line by teasing and tugging on my nipples
me:  No P, thats what you get for behaving. For being bad, you get turned around and stung on the behind…

(Picture arrives in my email)

you do certainly know how to own a black and white photo.  
P:  Hrmmmm. That will make me dripping wet. I want to be bad  U like?. Lol
me:  Oh yes P. Very much. A wonderful photo, makes me want to put me arms through the open front and just pull you close, fell you pressed again me (another picture arrives)

you do certainly know how to own a black and white photo.  
P:  Hrmmmm. That will make me dripping wet. I want to be bad  U like?. Lol
me:  Oh yes P. Very much. A wonderful photo, makes me want to put me arms through the open front and just pull you close, fell you pressed again me (another picture arrives)

me:  The color one… I’m quite jealous of your thumb. Are you at the hospital right now?
P:  Lol. Well u know I aim to please. Yes, at hosp.
me:  Do you aim to please? I know the old P did, but we’ll have to see how well the new and liberated P gets on with the idea.
P:  Oh doc u have no idea. I do am to please. But also look for my pleasure too
me:  Near the A or D elevators on each floor are private bathrooms. If you are up to it, and you can get away for a moment,
it would please me greatly, for you to one of these and take a picture for me.
You know I love the ones you send me, but it pleases me most when I know you take them just for me and know one else.
P:  Really?  Well I don’t know that I look that good
me:  P, you know I find you sexy regardless if you are all made up or not. And its not the way you look that makes my cock swell, its that you are doing it altogether, the idea of you doing it, picturing you walking down that hall, locking the door, wondering what you should take a picture of, what I might like most.
P:  I’ll try to tho. Any hints to what u want
me:  You know me well enough to know what I want. But the question is, will you give it to me?
P:  Yes I will
me:  That’s a good girl.
P:   sent

me:  Thank you P. I look forward to smaking your behind.
P:  Lol u mean teasing my nipples. Cuz I was a good girl
me:  No P. Your ass is going to get a firm a little smack when I see you.

That’s a nice trick

Last night I sutured the labias of a stripper who somehow, while doing her pole dance routine, cut both of her outter lips. She has no idea what did it, only that it hurt like hell and bled A LOT. I hoped they tipped her well…

Is squirting real?

This came up at dinner the other night. My thoughts as a doctor are that, the things you seen in movies, where the woman is blowing towns of fluid all over the camera, is by and large the woman urinating. She may be having an orgasm, but I highly suspect that the fluid she is gushing is 95% urine. Sure they may be some actually female “cum” mixed in with it. There ARE small glands around the urethra which can produce fluid, but I promise you, there is nowhere in the pelvis that can hold that much fluid, other than the bladder. So what you are seeing in the movie, which may actually be an orgasm, is what I would also call stress incontience. Her orgasm is so intense, that she loses control of her bladder, it contracts, and she squirts urine all across the opposite side of the room. There have actually been a few research papers as well to support this idea.

What I AM curious about, is in some of these films, are the women intentionally drinking tons of water before hand to increase the volume of their squirts. Or, are they even using foley catheters to fill the bladder to a maximum? I have noticed that rarely is there a long duration continuous film shot, prior to when she cums. The camera usually cuts to her cumming a few seconds before it happens, which makes we wonder how much staging is going on. 

What do you think?

Blowing Bubbles

The nurse whom I last mentioned, whom I am been fantasizing about bringing to the call room, wheneven she sees me chewing gum, will walk up, and just hold her hand out until I offer her a piece. I’ll offer her the pack and she’ll take three slices, “one for now, one for lunch, and one for later”. 

Yesterday, I beat her to it and offered up a piece before she could ask. “Oh, look how good I have you trained. I wonder what sort of other things I could train you to do”. Followed by a quick wink and a smile as she turned a walked away. Well played nurse, 

The other day in the ICU, while sitting at the desk and writing a chart, I felt a pair of soft hands start to rub my shoulders. Without turning around, I knew who it was as there is only one nurse who would would be so daring. And it was her, and this was not the first time she had done something like this unprovoked. If she only knew how many times I have thought about taking her to the call room, pulling the string on her scubs, pushing them down over her smooth black ass, and feeling the warmth of her skin on my hard cock. 

Heather #1

The first time I ever stepped out, it was with a woman named Heather. I met her on craigslist, she had an ad in the singles section. While I was not single, I WAS bored at work and she had a clever ad so I dropped her a line and we started to chat. She knew I was attached, but didn’t mind as there was a clear sexual energy between us. When I saw this picture today, I was reminded of her as she absolutely loved this. Few things would turn her on like having my pull out and cum on her clitoris. She would then rub it in, on and around her pussy and make her self cum this way.  More stories about Heather #1 later…

"I’ve had this tingling in my loins all morning since I first saw your pic. Like an itch that doesn’t quite itch, a nagging sensation, a record on repeat “touch me, fuck me, put me somewhere warm” And then I look at pictures on the blogs, thinking of you, seeing cocks buried deep in wet labia and I want to be between yours, to see my head again slip into you, to see your skin part as I push myself in. You biting your lip as I thrust, opening yourself wide to me. I hate the way you own my thoughts like this, not letting me think of much else. But yet I love it. Touch me, fuck me, put me somewhere warm."