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Sex Stress Test

Senior citizen visits doctor for a physical and becomes part of a sex study.
I just turned sixty five and received my Medicare card. My wife was bugging me to get a complete physical, and a prescription for Viagra. I have been to many doctors over my lifetime, but if anyone is going to stick their finger up my ass and hold my balls while I cough, I prefer a female doctor.

I made an appointment to see Doctor Mia Kim. After waiting, what seemed like an eternity, Heather, Doctor Kim’s nurse, escorted me to an examination room. She handed me a paper robe, which tied in the back. Feeling ridicules in the damn flimsy thing, I sat on the edge of the examination table and felt the cool surface on my exposed butt. There was a quick knock on the door as it flew open.

“Good morning Mr. Stevens, I’m Doctor Kim. How are you today?” she said with a pleasant smile.

Doctor Kim is a petite, thirty-something woman, who appears much younger. Her breasts, causing her white coat to spread open, are much larger than one would expect for someone so small in stature.

Taking the stethoscope from her neck, she listened to my heart, chest and back. She flashed her ENT light in my eyes, up my nose and in my ears. I said, “Aah,” as she peered into my mouth. Taking a reflex hammer from her pocket, she hit my arms and legs. The doctor’s only sound was a ’Humm,’ from time to time.

Another knock on the door and Heather reappeared. She took a pair of latex gloves from a box and handed them to Doctor Kim, who asked, “Are you allergic to latex?”

I shook my head ’no.’ Hearing the snap of the glove, I knew what was about to happen.

Doctor Kim sat on a stool and wheeled herself to the table. “Would you please stand.”

I stood at the edge of the table. She reached under my flimsy gown and cupped my balls. Running her fingers over each testicle, she jumped as my cock sprung up. I heard a snicker from Nurse Heather.

Smiling, Doctor Kim said, “Turn your head and cough,” I coughed, “Now the other direction.”

Her hands felt warm through the latex, as she cupped and squeezed my balls. “Okay, Mr. Stevens, turn around and bend over the table.”

‘Here it comes,’ I thought to myself. I turned my head to see Nurse Heather smile as she squeezed a lubricant on the doctor’s finger. I jumped as her digit penetrated my anal aperture. Her finger sled further up my anus and pressed against my prostate. Oh, it felt so good. I didn’t want her to pull out, but thought better of saying anything. Heather left the room.

I sat back on the table. Doctor Kim gave me three words to remember, asking me to repeat them at various times during our conversation. She asked about my activities including; how much I exercise, my sexual activity, and use of drugs and alcohol. Looking at her notes, Doctor Kim said, “Mr. Stevens, you appear to be in good health for someone your age.”

‘What the hell does that mean?’ I thought to myself.

“Your prostate is a bit large, but smooth, we will have to check it yearly. I would like you to get a PSA blood test, otherwise you’re doing fine.”

When she finished I looked at the notes I, actually my wife, made for the visit, and asked, “Ah, doc, could you write me a prescription for the Viagra?”

Smiling, she responded, “From what I’ve seen, do you think it’s really necessary?”

As she wrote the prescription, she said, “At your age, it’s a good idea to have a stress test.”

She called in her nurse, to schedule the test. Heather asked the doctor,

“Do you want the regular or experimental stress test?”

“Mr. Stevens, would like to be part of a study and be in a research project?” Gathering a notebook from her shelf, she continued, “The test is based on the theory that sexual activity is good for the cardiovascular system, increases the heart rate and adds years to your life.”

“Is that part of Obama Care?” I asked.

“You mean the Affordable Care Act?” she paused, “No it’s a study the University is conducting.”

Considering myself an adventurist and having been through the treadmill test in the past, l opted for the new test. An appointment was set for the following week.

A week later, I arrived at the doctor’s office at 9 AM as instructed. Nurse Heather greeted me and led me to a room with a large examination table and a machine on a cart. She had me sign a paper giving permission for them to give me the experimental stress test. I’m sure I signed away any rights I had to hold them responsible if anything went wrong. I noticed Heather was wearing a white lab coat that buttoned down the front rather than her usual scrubs.

She instructed, “Remove your clothes and lay on the table.”

Instead of the backless paper gown, she handed me a towel and suggested, “You might want to use this it to cover your privates.”

I stripped, and a few minutes later Heather knocked on the door and entered. As I lay on my back, towel in place, Heather began shaving spots on my chest, arm, leg and other various parts of my body. Once the shaving was complete she began attaching sticky-backed patches to the now hairless parts of my body.

Heather wheeled a machine near the table and began attaching wires to the patches. She turned the machine on and pushed a few buttons. I heard a humming noise and the printer spat out some graphs.

She left, returning in a few minutes she wheeled in a TV with a built in DVD player. Setting it up at the end of the examination table, she asked if I could see the screen all right. I nodded.

Heather said, “You’re all set, ready to go. I’ll let the doctor know. As soon as she comes in we will get started.”

A few minutes later, Doctor Kim entered the room. “Mr. Stevens, as I told you this is experimental and you may find it quite unusual. Do you want to proceed?” I shook my head, yes, “Okay Heather start the test.”

The Doctor started the machine while Heather hit the play button on the DVD player. The screen turned bright, showing a beautiful, light skinned, black woman striking various poses. She began to dance and move in rhythm with the type of music played at a ‘Gentleman's Club’. As she stripped, I heard the doctor push various buttons and the printer rattle away. Completely naked, the woman squatted facing the screen. Using her thumbs, she opened her bald dark cunt lips and displayed her inner pink pussy. To my disappointment, Heather turned the TV off. Both Heather and Doctor Kim glanced at the towel that was now serving as a tent.

“That’s Phase One,” Doctor Kim said, “Are you all right? Do you want to continue?”

I quickly nodded. I couldn’t wait to see what was next. As the doctor started to speak, Heather began to unbutton her lab coat revealing her full round tits with erect, cherry red nipples. She was clean shaven exposing the top of her slit before it disappeared between her legs.

“Heather will rub her breast across your body and penis. She will then place your member between her breast and nipples. Next, she will perform fellatio on you.”

I must have had a puzzled look on my face as Heather said, “I’m going to give you a blow job.”

In a very matter of fact voice Doctor Kim continued, “After I take a reading of that phase, Heather will place a condom on your member and mount you, performing sexual intercourse with you. How do you feel about that? Do you have any pains in your chest? Remember you can stop the test at any time. Do you want to continue?” she asked in rapid succession.

‘Yah, sure I’m going to stop this,’ I thought to myself, as I nodded in the affirmative.

“While your penis is in her vagina I will get on the table and straddle your head while you perform cunnilingus on me.”

Immediately Heather said, “You know, eat her pussy, that’s phase four.”

As Heather spoke, the good doctor unbuttoned her lab coat and stood at the console naked as a Jay Bird. She had pert round titties centered with dark brown nipples. I didn’t know if it was the air-conditioning or if they were turned on by the activities, but both women displayed erect nipples. Being Asian, Doctor Kim had a tuft of jet black hair, parted just above her pussy. Her long labial lips hung freely between her parted legs.

I felt Heather’s warm body caress mine as she slid her big tits across my chest and stomach. She lifted my now rock hard cock to the valley between her boobs and slowly rocked back and forth. Doctor Kim pushed more buttons and the printer ran more graphs. I then felt Heather's wet tongue lick up from the base of my rigid rod as she cupped my balls and squeezed. She wrapped her tongue around the head of my cock and slowly nibbled her way down to the base. The pace quickened as her head bobbed up and down. ‘Oh god don’t make me cum,’ I thought, I don’t want to miss out on the rest of the test. As if she read my mind, she lifted her lips from my throbbing dick and began unwrapping a condom.

“How are you doing?” the naked Doctor Kim asked.

“Fine,” I muttered as I watched Heather’s skillful fingers slip the rubber on my dick.

Heather got on the table and knelt over me. As she lowered her pink pussy lips on my manhood, I felt her vaginal heat and heard a sucking sound as she engulfed my meat. She rode my cock. I reached up to fondle her tits. Raising my head I sucked on her incredible nipples. I heard Doctor Kim push more buttons. The diminutive doc used a step-stool to climb on the table. She maneuvered to straddle, and kneel over my head.

I looked up to see the most beautiful sight of her incredible black haired box waiting to be lowered on my mouth. Heather increased the pace of her rhythm, as Doctor Kim’s pussy lips covered my face. I loved the scent and taste of her juices. She was really moist, no she was WET. This test was turning her on as much as me. Doctor Kim picked up the rhythm as nurse and doctor rode my body, as if they were one. I felt Doctor Kim’s body pull to the right as she leaned over to push more buttons. The printer ran at a frantic rate as our three bodies tightened, strained and convulsed in one giant climax.

I kissed Doctor Kim’s love lips as she raised them from my mouth. Heather gave my cock one last squeeze with her vaginal muscles as she dismounted. Doctor Kim rubbed a towel between her legs, carefully putting her lab coat back on. She reviewed the graphs as she left the room. Heather was still beautifully naked as she removed the condom and wiped my semi-hard cock with a towel.

Heather gave me a wink as she squeezed my cock and told me, “You can get dressed now.”

She emptied the cum filled condom into a test tube and sealed it, after which she printed my name and the date on the label.

Doctor Kim returned to the room, “The preliminary results looked good, but I’ll have to study them further.” Pausing to turn the page, she continued, “You can resume a normal life, but the research study does called for you to return every six months for additional tests to identify any changes.”

I forgot to ask her how many years this study would last. I sure hope it’s long term.

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