Message-ID: <19692eli$9902050445@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Leo Sanderson Subject: Darla's Physical Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: Leonsan@rocketmail.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19990205022738.29176.rocketmail@attach1.rocketmail.com> Darla's Physical ********************** by Leo Sanderson Darla Peterson was a lovely 28 year old young woman ; 5'-7", 120 pounds, blonde shoulder length hair ,big blue eyes , large round ,firm breasts and she was in perfect health. So why was she in the Oakdale Clinic feeling a little nervous, when the big nurse told her: "Honey, just strip off all your clothes and slip on that paper dress there! Doctor Morrison will be in to see you soon!". Darla looked around the small room; white walls, a typical examining table; chrome with black naugahide cushion top covered with a long white paper strip, tiny pillow and real cold to the touch. "Why do they keep these clinic exam rooms so damn cold?" , Darla mumbled under her breath ,as she removed her white cotton blouse and slipped off her dark blue skirt. She unhooked her 34DD cup bra and placed it on the chair,next to the exam table. Her breasts were her best feature, she thought; high ,firm and shaped just right,with perfect silver dollar sized aerola and nice pink nipples that got erect when she got excited or cold so they were standing out from her bosom now. She slipped off her matching panties and laid them on top of her blouse,skirt and bra. She had dark brown thigh high lace top hose and 4 inch black pumps on still and she slipped on the paper dress,just as she heard a small knock on the door and Doctor Morrison stepped inside the room. "Morning Miss Peterson....ready for your physical exam?" The Doctor was a middle aged man with dark hair, glasses and reminded Darla of her uncle Jack, who was always eager to hug and kiss her and attempt to feel Darla's tits, or it seemed like it ,when she hugged her at family gatherings. The Doctor had the typical white starched lab coat on and had a stethoscope around his neck. He had Darla sit on the Exam table and took her blood pressure, looked into her ears with a light gizmo and stuck a wooden tongue depressor into her red lipped mouth and had her say "Ahhhhhhhhh". Next, he took the stethoscope and placed it between her breasts and listened to her heartbeats. "Hummmmm, take a deep breath Miss Peterson........again..........again..........again....". Darla breathed out and in, her lovely erect nippled breasts moving out and in as the Doctor moved the cold plastic tip of the instrument around the valley of her bosom, then against her back and then......back to her full ,round right breast ,where he brushed the sensitive nipple with his finger tips. "Do you ever experience any discomfort with your nipples or your breasts, Miss?" Before Darla could answer him his palm covered her whole breast and he was gently pressing the warm flesh with his finger tips. "Do you give yourself a dayly search-exam for any lumps in your breasts?......like I am doing now.......Miss Peterson?" Darla was trying to keep herself calm and after all, he is a DOCTOR ! ......but now the man had removed her paper dress and had BOTH of her breasts in his hands. He had moved around behind her and slipped the paper dress off and filled his palms with Darla's DD sized tits. Darla was beginning to feel dizzy and some- what turned on as the Doctor continued to press each firm mound of flesh, squeezing gently,searching for any small lump but also twisting each of her tender nipples and causing her to let a moan excape her open lips. "OHhhhh.... OH! my Goodness Doctor......Is all this really necessary? Ohhhhhh Please.....I....Ohhhh really!", Darla was beginning to blush and was starting to protest, when Doctor Morrison stopped feeling her breasts, and told her to lay down on the table and put her feet into the stirrups that he pulled out from each side of the table. "Miss Peterson.....I must attend to a very important project now....I'm sorry I must go but I will send two other INTERN Doctors in to finish your Physical !", he said. Darla saw him as he exited the room and caught a quick look at a very flushed face and an expanding mound at the doctor's crotch area. Darla lay with her legs spread apart, her vagina completely exposed for several minutes,untill her legs got a cramp and she removed her feet from the chrome stirrups. She slipped the paper dress back on and closed her eyes, wishing this torture were over and she were back in her apartment; eating dinner and watching TV,...... anything but this place. Just as she was about to doze off, the door opened and two men dressed in white, entered the room and introduced themselves as Doctors. "Hello Miss.......please remain as you are and we will ......errr....yes ....very nice.......VERY nice!" One of the men had placed his hands on Darla's hips and was removing the paper dress from her and the other Doctor had moved to the other side of the table and was examining her chest with another cold stethoscope. Darla was asked to sit up and her full breasts were again pressed and fondled by both of the Interns. They were not as gentle as Dr. Morrison and their hands were very rough. Darla had both of her breasts squeezed and pressed by one "Intern"; his chest and stomach pressed into Darla's nude back as he captured her erect nipples in his fingertips and twisted and pinched them! "I need to test your ....... responses, Miss.....how does this make you feel?" , the Intern asked. Before Darla could answer, the other Intern had placed both of his hands over her pussy and was spreading the lips, inserting two fingers and attempting to locate her clitoris. "Oooohhhh! Wait just a minute", Darla gasped, "This has gone far enough!......you can not GROP ME like this!" Her protests were silenced just then, as a mouth covered her's and a powerful ,hot tongue filled her startled mouth. "Mmmmmuuuuffffffffffhhh mmMMMmmmHhhhhhhffff! ",Darla tried to scream and tried to push him away,but another set of hands held her around her shoulders and allowed the other Intern to quickly press his mouth to her Pussy and dart his tongue deep inside her, finding her engorged clit and sucked on the button of flesh for several minutes. Darla had her mouth stuffed with her own panties and one stocking was used to tie her up and bind around her mouth. Her ankles were tied together and her wrists were tied together, behind her back with her other stocking ,ripped from her long shaply leg,as she struggled to get free. Later, when Doctor Morrison found her and removed her gag and untied the fumming woman, both of them tried to talk at the same time: "WHAT Happened to YOU? Miss Peterson!!!!?", Doctor Morrison questioned as the trembling Darla cried out :"Those Interns! ..... they........almost RAPED ME !!!!!!.......ohhhhhhhHHHH!", she screamed, her voice cracking, her lips trembling and her eyes overflowing with tears. "WHere ARE THEY ? I WANT THEM RIGHT NOW ! CALL THE POLICE!", she yelled. "Calm down, Miss Peterson", the doctor said as he tried to comfort the hysterical woman. He tried to hug her to him,but Darla who was still totaly nude,pulled away from him. "My Interns were busy and NEVER got to you! What did these men look like? How were they dressed?", the doctor questioned. With her tear streaked face and lipstick smeared mouth ; Darla tried to think about the way they looked and what they wore. "There were two men, both wore white coats....like yours ......and ...... Ooooohhhhh......Damn it..... I did'nt look at their faces very much.....they wore WHITE coats....that's all I can remember!", she moaned and choaked back a sob! "Well my dear ......all of the Interns here wear light GREEN lab coats! The only men besides myself and two nurses that were wearing white coats were..........two house PAINTERS that were finishing up some painting work here in the Clinic today!", Doctor Morrison slowly said, thinking about the law suite that the woman was sure to file against him and the Clinic. "HOUSE PAINTERS ! oOOOOHHHHHH NOOOOOO ! House Painters ! House PAINTERS ! oOOOOHhhhhhh !", Darla buried her face in her hands and started to cry. the End. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----