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Private Session With Doctor (2)

Private Session With Doctor (2)

Gianna's POV

Dr. Kane didn’t give me time to recover. He gripped my hips and flipped me onto my stomach on the examination table, then yanked my ass high into the air. My knees dug into the padded surface, my back arched deeply, face pressed against the crinkled paper. I was completely exposed, my p***y still dripping from my previous orgasm and my asshole twitching under his gaze.

“Excellent positioning,” he said, his voice remaining eerily calm while his hands spread my cheeks wide apart. “This will allow for a much deeper and more thorough assessment.”

Two thick, gloved fingers returned to my soaked cunt, plunging in without warning. He f****d me with brutal, rapid strokes, the wet squelching sounds loud and clear in the quiet room. His thumb pressed firmly against my asshole, circling the tight ring before pushing inside.

I cried out at the dual invasion, my walls clenching hard around his fingers. The stretch in my ass burned in the most delicious way, sending sharp sparks of pleasure and pain through my entire body. Dr. Kane scissored his fingers in both holes, stretching me wider, preparing me for what was coming.

“You have a very responsive rectal sphincter,” he noted even as he added a third finger to my cunt. “Significant natural lubrication continuing. Your body is performing exceptionally well under stress.”

He pumped both sets of fingers faster, harder, curling them to hit every sensitive spot inside me. My moans turned into desperate, broken cries as the table shook beneath me and he finger-f****d me mercilessly, his free hand occasionally slapping my ass hard, leaving red handprints that stung beautifully.

“Time for deeper penetration,” he announced.

He removed his fingers, leaving me empty and aching. I heard the snap of a new pair of gloves, then the unmistakable sound of him opening a bottle of medical lubricant. I felt a cold, thick gel drip directly onto my asshole and he worked it in with two fingers, then three, stretching my tight ring until I was whimpering and pushing back against his hand.

Dr. Kane positioned himself behind me. The thick, blunt head of his c**k which was now free from his trousers pressing against my dripping cunt first. He slammed inside in one savage thrust, burying every inch deep into my p***y and I screamed at the sudden fullness, my walls fluttering wildly around his massive girth.

He f****d me with raw, punishing force — long, brutal strokes that slammed his hips against my ass. Each thrust drove me forward on the table, my breasts swinging heavily beneath me. The wet, violent slapping of skin on skin filled the room and his c**k pounded against my cervix, the head kissing it with every savage plunge.

While he destroyed my cunt, two of his gloved fingers returned to my ass, stretching and f*****g the tight hole in time with his c**k. The double penetration was overwhelming. Pleasure and pain blended into something that was dark and addictive. I was moaning uncontrollably, drooling onto the paper beneath my cheek.

Dr. Kane suddenly pulled out of my p***y and pressed the thick head of his c**k against my asshole.

“Breathe,” he ordered, his voice still disturbingly clinical. “This is the deepest part of the exam.”

He pushed forward slowly but relentlessly. The burn was intense as my tight ring stretched around his massive c**k. Inch by thick inch he sank into my ass until his hips pressed flush against my cheeks. The fullness was almost too much and I felt stuffed and claimed and completely owned.

He didn’t wait long. Once I was fully seated, he began f*****g my ass with deep, powerful strokes. Each thrust was deliberate and hard, his c**k plunging into my tightest hole while his fingers returned to my c**t, rubbing it fast and rough.

The sensation was devastating and my moans turned into screams as he railed my ass without mercy. The table creaked violently under the force of his thrusts as his heavy balls slapped against my dripping p***y with every brutal stroke.

“Come again,” he commanded, his voice strained but still controlled. “I need to record the strength of your anal contractions.”

My third orgasm hit me like a freight train, making me scream, my body convulsing violently as my ass clenched rhythmically around his thick c**k and my p***y gushed fresh fluid onto the table. Wave after wave crashed through me while Dr. Kane continued pounding my spasming ass, never slowing down.

He f****d me through every dampness, his own release building and with a deep, guttural groan he buried himself to the hilt in my ass and came hard. Hot c*m flooded my tight channel, pulse after pulse, filling me until I felt swollen and marked from the inside.

He stayed buried deep, grinding slowly as he emptied every drop in me. When he finally pulled out, a heavy flood of his thick white c*m poured from my gaping asshole, running down my p***y and dripping onto the examination table in long strands.

Dr. Kane stood back, his breathing hard as he admired the mess he had made of me. I was naked and trembling, c*m leaking from both holes, my body covered in a sheen of sweat.

He removed his gloves with a sharp snap and stepped closer, tilting my chin up so I would look at him.

“You gave exceptional response across all areas, Miss Harlow,” he said, a dark smile curving his lips. “However, I believe you’ll need regular follow-up appointments. Weekly sessions should suffice to monitor your… condition.”

I lay there, c*m still leaking from my ruined ass and p***y, knowing I would be back.

Willingly.

Eagerly.