Give Amanda A Vaginal Exam

“I will need to check inside. Mrs. Hart can you prepare the ultrasound machine as well?”

“Of course.” Mrs Hart said and set the clip board down. The sound of her footsteps echoed in the quiet room as she moved to retrieve the equipment. I went and looked through the drawers until I found the lube and applied it over my two fingers. The cool gel contrasted with the warmth of my skin as I prepared for the internal examination.

"I am going to check you now," I said and she nodded in response. She spread her legs a little more and gripped the sides of the bed tightly as if to brace herself. I could see her chest rise with a deep breath as she prepared herself.

I reached down with one hand spreading her open and I inserted my fingers with the other hand into her slowly, feeling her tight hole squeeze around them. The warmth of her inner walls enveloped my digits as I gently pushed deeper. Amanda's breath caught audibly, and I noticed a slight tremor in her thighs. Her muscles clenched involuntarily around my fingers, then gradually relaxed as she adjusted to the intrusion.

As I began to move my fingers, exploring her inner depths carefully, I kept my eyes on Amanda's face, watching for any signs of discomfort or pain as I felt along her inner walls though she seemed well lubricated as her inner walls were slick to the touch.

“Do you have any problems reaching orgasm when you masturbate?” I asked and she shook her head no unable to find the words as her lower lip hung open. I found her g-spot easily and curled my fingers against it. The sensation elicited a visceral response from her, a small shudder running through her body as her breath hitched momentarily and she gripped the edge of the bed tightly. Her breasts rose and fell sharply and her back arching.

I moved my other hand up palpitating her lower abdomen. The firm pressure from outside combined with the internal stimulation allowed me to better assess the position and condition of her reproductive organs.

I slid my finger and then turned it around and caressed the lower wall felling the perineal sponge. This area, rich in nerve endings, swelled slightly under my caress as blood flow increased. Amanda's thighs trembled, her body reacting strongly to the stimulation. As I continued to explore this sensitive spot, I could feel it becoming more pronounced under my fingertips. Amanda's breathing grew heavier, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to stay still on the examination table. The subtle movements of her hips and the soft sounds escaping her lips made it clear how intensely she was feeling every touch.

Mrs. Hart returned, wheeling in the ultrasound machine on a small stand. Its screen glowed softly as it looked more like a lap top then ones I had been trained on. She snapped on a pair of blue nitrile gloves, the material clinging tightly to her slender fingers.

"I'll need the transvaginal probe," I said.

Nurse Hart nodded, reaching for the long, slender wand. She rolled a clear sheath over it, the latex stretching taut. Squeezing the bottle, she applied a thick coat of clear gel to the tip as it glistened under the office lights as she made sure the head was well lubricated.

"Amanda, spread your legs a bit wider, I am going to insert the probe to check inside. Try to relax, and if there is any discomfort tell me and I will stop immediately." I smiled. She nodded her head.

I took the prepared probe from Mrs. Hart. The cool plastic of the wand contrasted with the warmth of my hand as I positioned it at Amanda's labia. Mrs. Hart reached over and used her fingers to spread the girls wet hole open for me. I looked up at Amanda as she blushed slightly and chewed her lip in anticapation.

Gently, I inserted the lubricated probe into Amanda's vagina listening to the soft wet noise as it slid into her. I could feel her tense momentarily, then gradually relax as she exhaled. Keeping my movements slow and deliberate, I angled the probe to get the best view of her pelvic structures on the ultrasound screen as I moved it slowly against the vaginal wall.

"You're doing great," I reassured her, my eyes flicking between her face and the monitor. "Any discomfort?" I asked, noticing her knuckles whitening as she gripped the edge of the exam table.
Amanda shook her head no, but her flushed cheeks and parted lips told a different story though it was probably more embarrassing then painful.

"I'm going to move the probe around a bit now to get different angles. You might feel some pressure." I said moving it in deeper slowly as I explored making sure there was nothing out of the ordinary in the vaginal wall and moved it up to look at her uterus until I hit to top of her vagina. She let out a little moan as it hit her cervix. I didn't see any signs of pregnancy nor anything wrong with her ovaries.

“You are all good.” I smiled and pulled out the probe slowly and then pulled off the wand out slowly. The sleeve was covered with her juices which clung to it and left a little trail on the bed between her legs as some dribbled off. Mrs. Hart took the probe and rolled up the sleeve before taking it to the trash can and disposing of it.

"You good to continue?" I rubbed her thigh softly, feeling the warmth radiating from her skin. My touch elicited a small shiver from Amanda, her body responding involuntarily to the gentle caress.

"What else is there?" She blushed, her cheeks flushing a deep pink. Her voice was barely above a whisper, a mix of nervousness and anticipation evident in her tone.

"I need you to turn over so I can examine your anus," I smiled, trying to put her at ease. I noticed her pupils dilate slightly at my words, her breath catching in her throat.

She bit her lip nervously and rolled onto her stomach, showing off her lovely round buttocks. Amanda's buttocks were nicely toned and well rounded. Even laying down they had a nice shape to them, the smooth skin inviting to the touch. The curve of her spine led down to the enticing cleft between her cheeks.

"Have you been inserting anything here?" I asked as I touched her cheek and spread her slightly, admiring her anus. It was a small, tight pink ring nestled between her cheeks just above her vulva. The skin around it was unblemished, smooth and delicate. The puckered opening twitched slightly as the cool air hit it.

"No," she replied as she gripped the end of the bed. Her knuckles whitened with the **** of her grip, betraying her nervousness and excitement. I traced my finger over her anus and it puckered slightly at my touch, as if in anticipation for what was to come. The sensitive nerve endings responded immediately, causing Amanda to inhale sharply. I let go of her ass and reached over and grabbed the tube of lube putting it on my left hand and walked around to the other side of the bed admiring the heart shaped birth mark for a second.

“Here let me.” Mrs Hart said as she placed her hands on Amanda's ass and spread her cheeks open, her fingers sinking into the soft skin of her round cheeks. She used her thumbs to spread the anus slightly allowing me to better examine the inside.

I nodded and pressed my finger at the bottom probing the sphincter for a second. I slid my finger in slowly getting up to the second knuckle as her ass cliched down tight. “Definitely a virgin here.” I smiled and pushed in deeper feeling along the wall. I slowly pulled my finger back out and smiled. “All done. You did great. You can gather up your clothes and go get dressed. All I need left is a urine sample and you can wash up in the bathroom.” I said and pulled off the gloves and gave her a pat on her ass cheek watching her ass jiggle.

“Okay.” She said as she sat up. Nurse Hart went to grab her a sample jar and Amanda hopped up and heading toward the bathroom. Her ass had a little twitch in it as her naked ass cheeks flexed as she was probably still feeling my finger. She went to the bathroom and closed the door. I tossed my gloves in the trash and sat on the end of the bed. I took her chart and began to write in her chart making little notes.

"Hope that was not too hard on you." Mrs. Hart teased as she walked over and bit her tongue playfully as she looked at me. She walked behind me as her heels clicked softly against the floor with each deliberate step and put her arms on my shoulders and gave them a rub. Her fingers sliding over my shirt as they curved over my shoulder blades. Her touch was warm through the fabric as she traced the line of my shoulders. Her hands spread wide as her palms rested on my upper back the heat of her skin radiated through my shirt.

“I will manage.” I smiled though I had to admit I was more then a little aroused after Amanda's examination as I could feel the snugness in the crotch of my pants making me shift uncomfortably in my seat. The memory of examining her body lingered as my hands still tingled from the feel of her skin.

She leaned over draped her arms over my shoulders. Her breath hot on my neck as her fingers softly caressed my chest. The warmth of her body pressed against my back as her breasts pushed softly against my shoulder blades as she leaned in closer. Her fingertips traced slow circles through the fabric of my shirt across my chest.

"Need to borrow the bathroom after Amanda gets out?" She teased as she leaned in close and whispered. Her lips brushed against the shell of my ear as her voice soft and playful. I could feel her breath warm against the side of my neck as she spoke her words tickling my skin.

“I am good.” I shook my head at her. My fingers drummed nervously on the armrest of the chair, betraying my attempt to act nonchalance. I took a deep breath, attempting to slow my racing heartbeat.

“You sure. Maybe I could offer you a hand if things get to bad.” She whispered teasingly in my ear. Her lips grazing my ear as her hand ran down my chest to my stomach. Soft nails tickling the skin under my shirt. Her fingers danced along the waistband of my pants, teasing but not quite dipping below.

“Maybe later.” I smiled and put my hand on hers and rubbed it softly. “But I appreciate the offer.” I smiled and glanced back at her.

“Your lost.” She smiled and softly kissed my cheek. Her hands slowly sliding off of me as she pulled away. A small laugh in her voice made me wonder if she was just playing with me or if she would have really gone through with it. I felt the warmth of her lips linger on my cheek as she pulled back

“I would figure you be more likely to join Amanda in the bathroom given the way you were looking at her during the exam. I said softly. If she was interested in women it would explain why she had not yet remarried. I watched her face carefully, noting the slight widening of her eyes and the way she bit her lower lip at my words.

“Lets keep that little secret between us please.” Ms. Hart blushed slightly and put a hand on my shoulder. Her fingers tightened momentarily, a silent plea in her touch. She leaned in closer, her breath warm against my cheek as she awaited my response.

“Your secret is safe with me. I smiled making her blush as I put my hand on hers. I put my hand on hers and gave it a reassuring squeeze, feeling the tension slowly leave her grip.

"Thank you," she said as she cupped my cheek with her free hand while her thumb traced a gentle line along my jaw. She leaned in and pressed her lips to mine in a kiss that was brief yet tender before she leaned back. Her green eyes looked into mine as a smile crossed her lips.

“At the very least I know we share similar interest” I teased.

“Asshole.” She laughed and gave my arm a push causing the chair I was in to roll slightly and turn.

“So are you just into girls?” I glanced up.

“I am Bi though I have been with more women then men. My husband is the only man I have ever been with but I fooled around with some women in nursing school.” She gave a little shrug as she leaned back against her desk showing off her long legs as she parked her ass leaning back on the edge

“Well this will make my next question a little less awkward. Care to do the physical in the next class. I can walk you through anything you do not understand it but it will go faster if two of us are doing it but I need to know you are certified. Plus you know the girls and they trust you so many of the shy ones will trust you more.” I shrugged. If I did one girl a period at six periods it take me over a month to do them all.

She leaned over and whispered in my ear, her breath hot on my neck. “I suppose but you may have to teach me some of it but I will have to do the full examination and not just the check up portion.” She smiled.

“Fine with me. I can just watch.” I replied.

“Yeah I am sure you have no problem with a girl on girl exam.” Mrs. Hart gave me a playful push.

“Speaking of you might want to think about doing pictures first for your website while we wait on the girls to get their questioners returned. Just have the girls come in in groups and knock them out one by one. I am sure the numbers are impressive as they care about the money but pictures will show the board what you are selling and keep them from breathing down your neck.” Mrs. Hart smiled.

“I suppose I could post the pictures online before I add prices to build up some speculation.” I shrugged. It be a good way to advertise the girls before listing their prices which would push many away unless they had time to grow attached at the girls before seeing prices.

“What are your figures based on anyways?” Mrs. Hart asked

“Previous sales figures. Blondes for example earn a higher percentage then brunettes but redheads like yourself rank the highest.” I said. All my numbers were based on past trends and what others had paid based on the characteristics each woman posed.

“Damn straight. Let me guess. The bigger the breast the higher the price?” Mrs. hart said as she pushed her own bosom up in her brassier.

“Mostly though there is a drop off after D cup as the breasts sag the value goes down. Though small breasts can sell for a lot given they age well. Asian females are highly sought after for example for their petite bodies and small to medium breasts. Though it is not just about body type. I do factor in education as well as a working woman such as your self has your income that you bring in so girls like Mrs. Wilde who are smart may make up for areas where they are lacking as I have seen her grades and know she could easily apply to college after graduation meaning she will be more then just some mans trophy.

“Good to know.” She said and gave a little yawn as she covered her mouth.

“Sorry am I boring you?” I teased.

“No I just didn't get much sleep. I think I am going to grab a coffee from the teacher lounge. You want something? A soda or something. My treat.” Mrs. Hart asked as she stood up and leaned over smoothing out her skirt.

“I could take a coffee” I shrugged as I know I had a restless night myself from the anxiety.

“Coming right up handsome. Be back soon.” She gave a little wink and headed for the door. I watched her figure as she moved across the room toward the door.

I sat and read over everything. I knew I had gotten everything important but I wanted to make sure I was not forgetting anything. Amanda would fetch a good price all in all being athletic blonde with large breasts. She was easy on the eyes, very outgoing, adventurous, very eager and still tight as hell. I couldn't sell her as a virgin sadly but I was sure whoever bought her would not mind her adventurous nature.

A little while later Amanda came out of the bathroom dressed in her school uniform. Her skirt swaying from side as she came over. She still had a bit of a funny walk from me sticking a finger up her ass.

“Hey all done.” I smiled at her.

“Yep. Is this enough.” She held up the cup full of urine.

“Yes. I didn't give it to you as a challenge to see if you could fill it but at least I can say you have strong liver function.” I shook my head and smiled at her. I took the cup and made sure the lid was on tight and began writing her name on it then glanced up at her. “I hope you did not find the exam to uncomfortable.”

“Just the finger up the butt part. The rest was not to bad.” She made a face and shrugged as she leaned forward with her hands on the desk looking at the clip board and my notes. Her breasts pressing between her arms drawing my eye to her cleavage.

“Sorry. If it makes you feel any better guys have to get it done more then women to check our prostates.” I replied.

“A little. So how did I do?” She laughed and looked at her report.

“I can not give you a number score just by looking at it but I didn't see anything wrong. You are beautiful, athletic, sociable, outgoing. The typical girl next door, your biggest problem will be how many guys you will have to choose from. No matter what I put down someone might double it.” I smiled and gave her nose a playful poke.

“Thank you. That makes my day.” She came around and gave me a hug as she leaned over and a kiss on the cheek. I have to add affectionate to her list of qualities I thought.

“You are very welcome.” I smiled.

She leaned back but kept her arms around my neck. “Can I see the pictures you took of me?”

“If you want I don't see why not.” I shrugged and grabbed the small camera out of my pocket and handed it to her. She took it and flipped on the camera and began looking at the, She was currently the only one on the camera.

She smiled as she looked through them and leaned over putting her elbows on the desk cause her behind to stick out and her red and black pleated skirt to ride up her thighs.

I glanced at the screen as she looked at the nudes I had taken of her.

“What do you use the pictures for.” She asked as she looked back over her shoulder

“The head shot will go on the website for now but the rest or for me to look back at and see any changes in your body as the year progresses plus there are two hundred of you I have to do.” I shrugged. She didn't have a lot to worry about, it was the ones who were slightly out of shape who I would have to look at again once they began working out.

“Got it.” She smiled as her blue eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief.

“Hey you are not like going to be looking at these later tonight are you?” Her voice low and teasing as she made the suggestive joke. She gave me a wicked grin as she glanced back at me over her shoulder. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her gaze never leaving mine as she bit her lip.