Medical fetish stories involve medical themed sexual fantasies. They might involve medical equipment, practices, environments, or even doctor / nurse / patient role playing.
A medical fetish can take many forms. You might be aroused by doctors, nurses, or other members of the medical community, or even their uniforms. Some people who are into this fetish often have a specific interest in the medical instruments and devices used. They may get turned on at the thought of engaging in actual examination style role play.
Do you long for the feel of a latex gloves poking and prodding your most intimate places? The firm bedside manner of the night nurse as she checks your vitals? Drool at the thought of dressing up in a hospital gown and putting your feet into stirrups? Like the feeling of being wide open and stretched by a speculum or anal dilator? Or maybe your desires are darker and you long to be admitted into the psychiatric ward as a sex addict, strapped into a straightjacket and placed in a padded room at the mercy of the staff, all in the name of science? Get your kink on with our medical fetish stories!
The doorbell rang just when I expected it. I knew it was the psychologist my friend Suzanne had recommended, who had given her his “clinical” therapy for anxious women. Anxious was code for sexually frustrated, and he knew from his practice that many wome...
Sally Tennant smiled at her mother-in-law across the table. Although she was only a decade older than her, Adelaide Tennant had certainly taken a motherly role to Sally and enjoyed being a grandmother to Sally’s children. They never talked about the first...
Monday, Jane answered the ad. Tuesday, she got an email that she had been selected for an interview. The Lilly Cummins Institute for Reproductive Health would like to meet with you to discuss the opening it has for an assistant fertility coordinator. It s...
Dr James Kirkham sat in his office and looked back over his journals. He had left Yorkshire nearly ten years ago to seek his fortune in London, determined to use all the skills he developed working with his mentor, Dr Helliwell. His first patient in Londo...
Dr James Kirkham warmly greeted his old mentor, Dr Helliwell. They were having a moment or two together in James’ gentleman's club while their wives caught up with tea and cake. Although older, Dr Albert Helliwell still cut a fine figure of a man. They sp...
Dr James Kirkham smiled. His old mentor, Dr Helliwell, was due to visit him and his family in London the following week. Although now retired and in his mid-seventies, Dr Helliwell still kept an interest in all things medical, especially since his stepson...
Dr James Kirkham smiled as the young widow was escorted from his Harley Street consulting rooms. He accepted her thanks humbly. A lot of his clients were widows. He himself had been trained in many of his most successful techniques by his young, widowed l...
Dr James Kirkham sat in his study to enjoy his cigar. He enjoyed all the fruits of his success. His mind wandered as he remembered his early doctoring days in Yorkshire. Alongside his mentor, Dr Helliwell, he achieved great success in helping ladies of a...
Dr James Kirkham was a very successful doctor. Although still only in his thirties, he had built up a successful practice on Harley Street. He was not in general practice. He was a specialist, a consultant. His speciality had begun almost accidentally mor...
The ceiling swam as if he were awakening still drunk after a bout of heavy drinking. Eric slowly realized he was coming around after the operation. ‘Made it, then,’ he thought to himself groggily. But he felt like he’d been hit by a car. His limbs all ach...
The doorbell rang. I was waiting for this and knew it was the psychologist who had been recommended by my friend Suzanne to treat women's anxiety. Anxiety was code for sexual frustration, in my case brought on by my husband's lack of a kinky bone in his b...
I've known Cindy online for a few years now, she's a nurse/receptionist for a doctor's practise on Exhibition Street. He's Jewish and for some reason, he doesn't work on Fridays, which leaves Cindy minding the office on her own, catching up on filing, boo...
The ring came at the door and I was ready. I knew this would be the psychologist my friend Suzanne told me about, who came by to satisfy her “anxiety”, or sexual frustration, the way the doctors used to do with hands-on stimulation. She told me that he wo...
I heard the doorbell and was startled a bit as I daydreamed about the appointment I booked, and now the doctor was here. I'm Debra, divorced and in my late thirties with no kids. It all started for me when my friend Suzanne told me about her great experie...
I’m a grad student at a small university. One good thing about being a university student is the cheap health care that comes with it, and I take advantage whenever I need to. Anyway, to help flesh everything out, I’m a short-ish guy, 5’7″ and about 130 p...
