Anal Exam

In the stark, clinical room, the man lay face down on the examination table, his legs uncomfortably spread and his heart racing. The doctor's gentle touch had turned into something far more intrusive, yet he couldn't find the words to protest. He heard the soft click of the latex gloves snapping into place, the sound echoing through his mind like a gunshot. His eyes darted to the side, catching a glimpse of his wife sitting in the chair, her eyes averted, a look of mild embarrassment playing on her features.

"Okay, this might be a bit cold," the doctor warned, the chill of the lubricant sending a shiver down his spine. He took a deep breath as her fingers began to probe his tight, unyielding ass, trying to ignore the burning sensation. The room was silent except for the muffled sounds of her moving around him, the occasional rustle of paper, and the faint hum of the air conditioner. His face grew hot with a mix of arousal and humiliation.

The doctor's voice remained calm, almost soothing as she worked. "Just relax, it'll be over soon," she coached, her tone professional yet somehow intimate. He tried to focus on her words, to let them wash over him like a sedative, but his body had a mind of its own. He could feel his cock swelling against the cool, unforgiving surface of the table, a traitor to his own discomfort.

"Are you okay?" his wife asked tentatively, breaking the silence. Her eyes met his in the mirror mounted on the wall, her gaze questioning. He nodded, his voice failing him. The doctor's fingers continued their exploration, moving deeper with each stroke. The pressure grew, and he clenched his fists on the table.

"I'm just checking for any irregularities," the doctor explained, her voice cool and detached. "Your husband's health is my top priority." She pulled her hand away briefly, then slid two fingers back in, pushing harder. He bit his lip to stifle a moan, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt the intrusion intensify.

His wife shifted in her chair, her own curiosity piqued. She could see the doctor's hand disappear into his ass in the reflection, the way his body tensed and released with each movement. A strange mix of jealousy and arousal coiled in her stomach, the sight of her husband being touched by another woman both disturbing and oddly thrilling.

The doctor leaned closer, her breasts brushing against his thighs as she worked. "Almost done," she murmured, her breath warm on his skin. He felt his cock throb against the table, the sensation growing more intense with each passing second. The doctor's fingers curled inside him, hitting a spot that made him jolt.

With a sudden, surprising motion, the doctor leaned in closer, her face inches from his ass. "I'm just going to check the area around the anus for any signs of infection," she informed his wife, who nodded, though her eyes had grown wide with a mix of shock and fascination. The man felt his face flush as the doctor's warm breath caressed his skin, and then her tongue began to trace delicate patterns around his tight hole.

"What...what are you doing?" he stuttered, his voice hoarse with surprise.

"It's a standard part of the exam," she replied calmly, her voice muffled by her proximity. "Don't worry, it's all very professional."

Her tongue grew bolder, probing gently at his asshole, and despite the situation, he couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure. His cock grew even harder, and he felt a bead of precum form at the tip. The doctor's fingers remained inside him, moving in time with the motions of her tongue.

"Oh my..." his wife murmured, watching in the mirror as the doctor's tongue circled the tight ring of muscle, teasing it open. She felt a twinge of excitement between her legs, her own cunt growing wet as she observed her husband's body reacting so visibly to the doctor's ministrations.

The man's breathing grew ragged, and his hips began to rock slightly in response to the doctor's skilled tongue. He could feel his orgasm building, the pressure in his balls growing almost unbearable. "I think...I think I'm going to cum," he gasped.

The doctor pulled back, a smirk playing on her lips. "Not yet," she chastised playfully. "We're not quite done here." She gave his ass one final, lingering lick before straightening up, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She reached for something on the tray beside her, and the man felt a cold, hard object being pressed against his entrance.

"What is that?" he asked, his voice shaking.

"It's just a speculum," she said, her voice low and soothing. "It'll help me get a better look. Just relax, okay?"

With a gentle push, she inserted the speculum, the cold metal stretching him wider than he'd ever been before. He let out a low groan, his body taut with a mix of fear and anticipation. His wife watched, her eyes glued to the mirror, as the doctor worked the instrument in and out, opening him up further.

"See anything?" she asked, her voice filled with mock concern.

The doctor nodded, her eyes never leaving the spot where the speculum disappeared into his ass. "Looks like everything's normal," she said, a hint of disappointment in her tone. "But just to be sure..."

With that, she slammed the speculum in as far as it would go, the man's eyes shooting open in a silent scream. His wife's hand flew to her mouth, her eyes wide with shock and arousal. The doctor's other hand reached down, wrapping around his throbbing cock, and she began to stroke it firmly.

"Oh, you're definitely going to cum now," she said, her voice filled with satisfaction. "But I want to make sure you enjoy it."

And with that, she leaned back in, her mouth returning to his ass, her long tongue now flicking against his prostate as her hand worked his shaft. The man's body spasmed, his hips bucking as the orgasm tore through him, his cum spurting onto the cold, clinical floor. His wife watched, her own hand now slipping into her pants, her eyes glazed over with lust as she witnessed the most intimate, depraved moment of their marriage unfold before her eyes.

The doctor pulled away, smiling up at him, her mouth glistening with his cum. "Good boy," she praised, her voice thick with desire. "Now, let's clean you up and get you dressed."

As the doctor helped him to his feet, his legs wobbly with the aftermath of his orgasm, the man couldn't help but wonder if this was indeed part of the standard exam or if he had just crossed a line he never knew existed. But as he looked into his wife's eyes, he saw a spark that had been missing for a long time. Her cheeks were flushed, her chest rising and falling rapidly, and her gaze was hungry.

"How did that feel?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and excitement.

He could only nod, still trying to process the intensity of the experience. The doctor winked at him before turning to wash her hands. "Everything seems to be in order," she said, her voice professional once again.

The doctor turned to the wife, who had been watching the entire scene with a mix of horror and fascination. "Would you like to see how it feels?" she asked, a knowing smile playing on her lips as she offered the speculum, still glistening with lube.

The wife hesitated for a moment, then nodded, a blush spreading across her cheeks. She approached the table, her hand trembling slightly as she took the speculum from the doctor. The man looked at her with a mix of shock and excitement, unable to believe what was happening.

"Go ahead," the doctor urged, her voice now a seductive purr. "You might learn something new."

The wife positioned herself behind her husband, her eyes meeting his in the mirror as she slowly inserted the speculum into his still-sensitive ass. He gritted his teeth, trying to hold back another moan as she began to move it in and out, mimicking the doctor's earlier actions.

"How does it feel?" she whispered, her eyes locked onto his.

"It...it feels weird," he managed to say, his voice strained. "But good, in a way."

The doctor stepped back, allowing the wife to take the lead. She watched with interest as the woman's confidence grew, her strokes becoming more assured, more experimental. The man's hips began to move in response, his body betraying his own shock at the situation.

The wife's eyes grew dark with desire, her own arousal now apparent. "I think...I think I know what you mean," she murmured, her hand moving faster, the speculum's movements matching the rhythm of his hips.

The doctor stepped closer again, reaching around to take hold of his cock, which had begun to flag. She stroked it firmly, her eyes on the wife's reflection in the mirror. "You're doing great," she encouraged, her voice a sultry whisper. "Keep going."

The wife's eyes grew wide as she felt the power she held over her husband in that moment. She pushed the speculum in deeper, watching his reaction in the mirror. His eyes rolled back in his head, his body arching off the table.

"Fuck, yes," he groaned, his voice hoarse. "Don't stop."

The doctor stepped back, allowing the wife to take full control. The room was thick with the scent of sex and anticipation as she worked the speculum in and out, her own breathing growing ragged.

"I think he's ready for the next part," the doctor said, her voice thick with lust. She reached for a small jar on the tray and dipped her fingers in, pulling out a glob of what looked like petroleum jelly.

"What's that for?" the wife asked, her curiosity now overshadowing her embarrassment.

"This," the doctor said with a wink, "is for the real fun."

With a sense of excitement and trepidation, the wife watched as the doctor smeared the jelly onto a small, curved object. It was unlike anything they had used so far, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the unknown.

The doctor leaned in and whispered in her ear. "This is an anal probe. It'll help us check for any...deeper issues."

The wife nodded, her grip tightening on the speculum as the doctor inserted the probe into her husband's ass alongside it. He gasped, his body tensing, but the doctor's firm hand on his cock kept him from pulling away.

"Now, let's see if we can get him to cum again," the doctor said, her voice a low purr. "But this time, we'll do it together."

The wife's eyes met hers in the mirror, a silent understanding passing between them. They worked in tandem, the probe and speculum moving in and out of his ass as the doctor stroked his cock. His moans grew louder, his body writhing under their combined touch.

The doctor leaned in closer, her breath hot on his neck. "Cum for us," she murmured. "Cum for your wife."

The wife watched, her own hand now moving between her legs, her cunt begging for attention as she brought her husband closer and closer to the edge. His breathing grew ragged, his eyes squeezed shut as he focused on the intense sensations building inside him. The doctor's hand on his cock was a blur of motion, her grip tight and sure as she brought him to the brink.

"I'm gonna...I'm gonna...fuck, I'm gonna cum!" he shouted, unable to hold back any longer.

"That's it," the doctor coaxed, her voice a sweet symphony of encouragement. "Let it go for your wife. Show her how much you enjoyed her playing doctor."

The man's body stiffened as he climaxed again, his cum spurting into the doctor's hand and onto the floor. The wife's eyes widened, her own orgasm rushing over her as she watched the doctor's handiwork. She'd never seen him so wild, so out of control, and it was intoxicating.

As the doctor cleaned up the mess, the wife stepped back, her hand still buried in her pants. "That was..." she began, at a loss for words.

"Intriguing?" the doctor suggested, her voice filled with amusement.

"Yeah," the wife managed to reply, her voice shaking. "I never knew..."

The doctor handed her a towel with a knowing smile. "There's a lot we can explore together, if you're open to it."

The man slowly sat up, his face a mask of shock and arousal. He looked at his wife, then at the doctor, his thoughts racing. He hadn't expected this to turn into such an erotic experience, but he couldn't deny the intense pleasure that had just coursed through his body.

"What do you mean?" he asked, his voice still hoarse from his earlier moans.

The doctor leaned against the table, her gloved hand idly stroking his thigh. "Well, I do have some special techniques I use for patients who need a more... thorough examination. And it seems like you both might benefit from a little extra attention."

The wife's hand stilled, her eyes darting between the doctor and her husband. "What kind of techniques?" she asked, her voice a sultry whisper.

The doctor leaned in, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Why don't we schedule a follow-up appointment and find out?"

The room was silent for a moment, the only sound their heavy breathing. Then, slowly, the wife nodded, a wicked smile spreading across her face. "Okay," she said, her voice filled with excitement. "I think we'd like that."