Doctor Lynn's Deceptive Desire

The air in the examination room hung thick with anticipation, a strange mix of clinical sterility and unspoken desire. Melodie shifted on the plush queen-sized bed, her silky robe clinging slightly to her skin as she watched the door. The scent of antiseptic mingled with something subtly musky, a hint of the doctor's own presence that both intrigued and slightly unsettled her. She’d chosen the robe specifically for its provocative design, a deliberate attempt to disarm the unusual setting, but even it couldn't completely mask the underlying tension. She’d been nervous, yes, but also undeniably aroused by the prospect of this unusual evaluation. Dr. Thomas Lynn, as he’d introduced himself, was a captivating figure – handsome, confident, and possessing an air of undeniable expertise. His muscular arms peeked out from beneath his lab coat, and his well-defined calves were visible even through the fabric. Melodie tried to focus on the task at hand, but her gaze kept drifting back to his face, to the expressive brown eyes that seemed to hold a secret knowledge of human desire.

When Dr. Lynn knocked quietly and entered, Melodie felt a shiver run down her spine. He moved with a practiced grace, his bare feet padding softly on the carpet. “Hello,” he said, his voice smooth and reassuring. “I’m Dr. Thomas Lynn.” Melodie offered a polite smile, her eyes lingering on his features. “Hi yourself,” she replied, trying to maintain a casual demeanor while simultaneously assessing his physique. She couldn't help but notice the slight graying at the temples, a subtle reminder of his age, yet his body remained undeniably virile. The doctor’s attire – a simple button-up lab coat – only served to highlight his lean musculature, adding to the overall impression of strength and control.

“Are you laying down because of your back pain?” he inquired, his tone gentle and considerate. Melodie nodded, admitting, “Yes, I am.” She’d mentioned it as the most immediate reason for the examination, hoping to ease the awkwardness of the situation. Dr. Lynn then proposed sitting beside her, and she instinctively patted the bed, extending an invitation for him to join her. As he settled in, his bare feet resting on the bed, she couldn’t resist the urge to observe his movements, noticing the subtle flex of his muscles beneath the fabric of his coat.

He began to ask questions from his clipboard, his voice calm and measured. Melodie answered truthfully, trying to maintain eye contact while simultaneously fighting the growing heat that threatened to overwhelm her senses. The questions themselves were probing, delving into her past sexual experiences, her fantasies, and even her deepest insecurities. Despite the clinical nature of the setting, Melodie found herself becoming increasingly comfortable with Dr. Lynn, drawn to his intelligence and his genuine interest in her well-being.

“So, why are you here today?” he asked, pausing between questions. Melodie, wanting to play along with the role-play, replied, “Because my husband made me.” A playful laugh escaped her lips, a genuine expression of amusement that seemed to loosen the tension in the room. Dr. Lynn smiled, acknowledging her response with a knowing glance. “Since we seem to be getting more comfortable with each other, I would like you to call me Tom.” Melodie readily agreed, responding with a matching smile. “And you can call me Melody,” she said, savoring the sound of her own name.

He then presented her with a consent form, explaining that many of the questions were designed to be pointed due to the unique nature of the evaluation. Melodie signed the form, eager to move forward with the examination, and felt a surge of excitement as the clinical atmosphere began to dissolve into something far more intimate.

“Would you like a condom to be used today?” he inquired, his eyes twinkling with amusement. Melodie hesitated for a moment, surprised by the directness of the question. “A condom?” she replied, feeling a blush creep up her neck. Dr. Lynn explained that he was regularly tested for sexually transmitted diseases, reassuring her of his health and safety. After a brief moment of consideration, Melodie decided to proceed with the examination without a condom.

“Where would you like the semen ejaculated?” he asked, leaning forward slightly to meet her gaze. Melodie felt a wave of heat wash over her as she considered the various options presented on the clipboard: vagina, pussy, mouth, boobs, tummy, face, pussy lips, and condom. She chose “in condom,” a compromise that allowed her to indulge her desires while maintaining a degree of control.

Next, Dr. Lynn inquired about their preferred sex positions. Melodie, recalling her previous encounters with her husband, requested that they only engage in cuissade. As he nodded in agreement, she shifted slightly, positioning herself for optimal pleasure. Dr. Lynn observed her carefully, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

As he continued to ask questions, Melodie found herself growing increasingly aroused. The combination of the clinical setting, the intimate nature of the examination, and Dr. Lynn’s captivating presence created an intoxicating blend of sensations. She found herself answering his questions with growing confidence, her responses becoming more explicit as she allowed herself to fully immerse in the experience.

“Would you like to explore your breasts?” he asked, his voice laced with a hint of invitation. Melodie felt a thrill course through her veins as she realized how far this evaluation was pushing her boundaries. She nodded, her eyes meeting his with a playful challenge. As he leaned closer, she found herself responding to his gaze with a slow, deliberate movement, drawing attention to her most intimate parts.

“You have beautiful breasts,” he exclaimed, his eyes lingering on her curves. Melodie’s juices began to flow, a sign of her escalating arousal. She reached out, fully exposing her breasts, then cupped them in her hands, offering them to Dr. Lynn for his pleasure. "Ya wanna suck on them?" she whispered, her voice husky with desire. The whirlwind of passion descended upon them as Dr. Lynn dove in, licking and tongue-flicking her breasts in turn. One of his hands stimulated and played with the nip that was not being stimulated by his lips. Next, Tom & Melody went into deep tongue-dance kissing.

Melody was so hot and aroused that she couldn’t help but start answering some of his questions while her body went into overdrive, forcing herself to pull away even though her body did not want her to. It was important that the client knew what she would be evaluated on in advance. It was quite a long list and it included chronological age vs appearance questions where he again pressed her for the truth about her age. He told her that she just didn’t look like anybody’s 71. But his client convinced him that it was just clean living & good Norwegian genes.

Tom quickly went over the form and as he did so he felt Melody’s hand creep up under his lab coat and take hold of his rod to begin pumping. He was already quite hard. His clients were often startled by his large size. Melody leaned up to admire his large member. “Is it bigger than your husband’s?” Tom asked. “I’m in the 98th percentile in volume for erect penis size.” “About the same size,” she replied. Let’s see, that would be pi times the radius squared times the length that gave you an estimate of your considerable volume. Tom nodded, “Now that is thinking like a scientist!” He then proceeded with the next step.

Tom looked up from his clipboard and was pleasantly surprised to see most of one of Melodie’s breasts and much of the other. The laughing had made the robe partially open. Hers were beautiful breasts with unique light pink oval areolas. He was taken aback briefly. “You have beautiful breasts Melody and your oval areolas are quite rare AND lovely I might add.” Melodie’s juices were flowing. She loved how the doctor was admiring her boobs and tits. She reached up and fully exposed both breasts then cupped the sides to offer them to Tom. And she said in a sexy voice, “Ya wanna suck on them?” It was like a whirlwind of passion descended upon them. Tom was unable to continue the questions because those tits called for him. He dove in and was sucking and tongue flicking them each in turn. One of his hands stimulated and played with the nip that was not being stimulated by his lips. Next Tom & Melody went into deep tongue-dance kissing.

Tom forced himself to pull away even though his body did not want him to. It was important that the client know what she would be evaluated on in advance. It was quite a long list and it included chronological age vs appearance questions where he again pressed her for the truth about her age. He told her that she just didn’t look like anybody’s 71. But his client convinced him that it was just clean living & good Norwegian genes. Tom quickly went over the form and as he did so he felt Melody’s hand creep up under his lab coat and take hold of his rod to begin pumping. He was already quite hard. His clients were often startled by his large size.

Melody leaned up to admire his large member. “Is it bigger than your husband’s?” Tom asked. “I’m in the 98th percentile in volume for erect penis size. “About the same size,” she replied. Let’s see, that would be pi times the radius squared times the length that gave you an estimate of your considerable volume. Tom nodded, “Now that is thinking like a scientist!” Then the questioning paused… so they could go back into passionate kissing and fondling. Melody – now realizing that kisses were to be evaluated – outdid herself in aggressive and prolonged kissing with lots of tongue work.

Tom was astounded but he also knew what to do next. His right hand reached down under the silky robe to draw some juices from her pussy. His formal language abandoned him as he said, “You have a very wet pussy!” Do you want to go in my pussy?” asked Melidie as she pulled the robe open to fully expose her clitoris and her pussy’s aroused and wet mouth. Tom leaned over to look and said, “You have a gorgeous pussy as well. Perfect A-frame shape like a roof on a forest honeymoon cottage.” He made some marks on her evaluation form and told her what her ratings were. “A lot to mark off here,” he said. “Remember that a five is the highest rating. So fives on kissing skills. Well done! Five on clitoral erection and arousal of the vulva. Fives on all aspects of breasts and nipples.

His compliments and the high ratings he was giving her were getting to Melody. He was so nice and so complimentary. She began stroking her clitoris alternating with both index fingers as she involuntarily pumped her pelvis forward. Then she used one hand to play with her pussy and clit and the other hand switched back and forth between pinching each now very firm nipple. Tom watched entranced. “Five in self-caressing and clitoral stimulation,” he said. Then he kneeled up and began pumping his rod with his hand as his glans or tip rubbed on one of Melody’s hard nipples and surrounding areola. He usually added coconut oil to the nip but he was so aroused that his precum easily coated the nipple and uniquely shaped areola. She seemed to be really enjoying this and Tom wondered, “Do you do tip-on nip like this with your husband?” “Yes we do!” she said in a sexy and husky aroused voice.

Tom was astounded but he also knew what to do next. His right hand reached down under the silky robe to draw some juices from her pussy. His formal language abandoned him as he said, “You have a very wet pussy!” Do you want to go in my pussy?” asked Melidie as she pulled the robe open to fully expose her clitoris and her pussy’s aroused and wet mouth. Tom leaned over to look and said, “You have a gorgeous pussy as well. Perfect A-frame shape like a roof on a forest honeymoon cottage.” He made some marks on her evaluation form and told her what her ratings were. “A lot to mark off here,” he said. “Remember that a five is the highest rating. So fives on kissing skills. Well done! Five on clitoral erection and arousal of the vulva. Fives on all aspects of breasts and nipples.

Melody’s juices were flowing. She loved how the doctor was admiring her boobs and tits. She reached up and fully exposed both breasts then cupped the sides to offer them to Tom. And she said in a sexy voice, “Ya wanna suck on them?” It was like a whirlwind of passion descended upon them. Tom was unable to continue the questions because those tits called for him. He dove in and was sucking and tongue flicking them each in turn. One of his hands stimulated and played with the nip that was not being stimulated by his lips. Next Tom & Melody went into deep tongue-dance kissing.

Tom forced himself to pull away even though his body did not want him to. It was important that the client know what she would be evaluated on in advance. It was quite a long list and it included chronological age vs appearance questions where he again pressed her for the truth about her age. He told her that she just didn’t look like anybody’s 71. But his client convinced him that it was just clean living & good Norwegian genes. Tom quickly went over the form and as he did so he felt Melody’s hand creep up under his lab coat and take hold of his rod to begin pumping. He was already quite hard. His clients were often startled by his large size.

Melody leaned up to admire his large member. “Is it bigger than your husband’s?” Tom asked. “I’m in the 98th percentile in volume for erect penis size. “About the same size,” she replied. Let’s see, that would be pi times the radius squared times the length that gave you an estimate of your considerable volume. Tom nodded, “Now that is thinking like a scientist!” Then the questioning paused… so they could go back into passionate kissing and fondling. Melody – now realizing that kisses were to be evaluated – outdid herself in aggressive and prolonged kissing with lots of tongue work.

Tom was astounded but he also knew what to do next. His right hand reached down under the silky robe to draw some juices from her pussy. His formal language abandoned him as he said, “You have a very wet pussy!” Do you want to go in my pussy?” asked Melidie as she pulled the robe open to fully expose her clitoris and her pussy’s aroused and wet mouth. Tom leaned over to look and said, “You have a gorgeous pussy as well. Perfect A-frame shape like a roof on a forest honeymoon cottage.” He made some marks on her evaluation form and told her what her ratings were. “A lot to mark off here,” he said. “Remember that a five is the highest rating. So fives on kissing skills. Well done! Five on clitoral erection and arousal of the vulva. Fives on all aspects of breasts and nipples.

His compliments and the high ratings he was giving her were getting to Melody. He was so nice and so complimentary. She began stroking her clitoris alternating with both index fingers as she involuntarily pumped her pelvis forward. Then she used one hand to play with her pussy and clit and the other hand switched back and forth between pinching each now very firm nipple. Tom watched entranced. “Five in self-caressing and clitoral stimulation,” he said. Then he kneeled up and began pumping his rod with his hand as his glans or tip rubbed on one of Melody’s hard nipples and surrounding areola. He usually added coconut oil to the nip but he was so aroused that his precum easily coated the nipple and uniquely shaped areola. She seemed to be really enjoying this and Tom wondered, “Do you do tip-on nip like this with your husband?” “Yes we do!” she said in a sexy and husky aroused voice.

Tom was astounded but he also knew what to do next. His right hand reached down under the silky robe to draw some juices from her pussy. His formal language abandoned him as he said, “You have a very wet pussy!” Do you want to go in my pussy?” asked Melidie as she pulled the robe open to fully expose her clitoris and her pussy’s aroused and wet mouth. Tom leaned over to look and said, “You have a gorgeous pussy as well. Perfect A-frame shape like a roof on a forest honeymoon cottage.” He made some marks on her evaluation form and told her what her ratings were. “A lot to mark off here,” he said. “Remember that a five is the highest rating. So fives on kissing skills. Well done! Five on clitoral erection and arousal of the vulva. Fives on all aspects of breasts and nipples.

His compliments and the high ratings he was giving her were getting to Melody. He was so nice and so complimentary. She began stroking her clitoris alternating with both index fingers as she involuntarily pumped her pelvis forward. Then she used one hand to play with her pussy and clit and the other hand switched back and forth between pinching each now very firm nipple. Tom watched entranced. “Five in self-caressing and clitoral stimulation,” he said. Then he kneeled up and began pumping his rod with his hand as his glans or tip rubbed on one of Melody’s hard nipples and surrounding areola. He usually added coconut oil to the nip but he was so aroused that his precum easily coated the nipple and uniquely shaped areola. She seemed to be really enjoying this and Tom wondered, “Do you do tip-on nip like this with your husband?” “Yes we do!” she said in a sexy and husky aroused voice.

Tom forced himself to pull away even though his body did not want him to. It was important that the client know what she would be evaluated on in advance. It was quite a long list and it included chronological age vs appearance questions where he again pressed her for the truth about her age. He told her that she just didn’t look like anybody’s 71. But his client convinced him that it was just clean living & good Norwegian genes. Tom quickly went over the form and as he did so he felt Melody’s hand creep up under his lab coat and take hold of his rod to begin pumping. He was already quite hard. His clients were often startled by his large size.

Melody leaned up to admire his large member. “Is it bigger than your husband’s?” Tom asked. “I’m in the 98th percentile in volume for erect penis size. “About the same size,” she replied. Let’s see, that would be pi times the radius squared times the length that gave you an estimate of your considerable volume. Tom nodded, “Now that is thinking like a scientist!” Then the questioning paused… so they could go back into passionate kissing and fondling. Melody – now realizing that kisses were to be evaluated – outdid herself in aggressive and prolonged kissing with lots of tongue work.

Tom was astounded but he also knew what to do next. His right

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