Date: Wed, 26 Feb 2003 15:45:57 -0500
From: Jennifer Rose <jenrose1982@hotmail.com>
Subject: Just What the Doctor Ordered, Part 1

This is a true story. Please observe the usual disclaimers about sex between
women. Thanks. Email me if you like it.


Just What the Doctor Ordered

I'm a 20-year-old sophomore at a small Southern college and play sports,
like I have all my life. In high school I won letters in four sports, which
is pretty rare because there are only three seasons. But when I came to
college I decided to concentrate on soccer, which has a regular season in
the fall and a more informal practice season in the spring.

When I came back to school this year I was having knee problems of the kind
that occured a few times in high school. The team trainers told me not to
practice until it got better, and my coach said I should limit my
conditioning to the pool for a few weeks. Just to be on the safe side I made
an appointment with one of the orthapedic clinics in town that works with
the college athletic department.

I went to the office and got called back, and after a few minutes the door
opened and I was surprised by who came in. The doctor, wearing the usual
white coat, was a young woman who looked like she was about 17.
She was very petite, barely 5 feet tall with a slim body. Her short blond
hair added to her youthful look. She introduced herself as Stacey and after
a few plesantries, began examining my knee.

I am sure I looked uncomfortable and she told me to relax. I finally blurted
out something stupid like "so are you like an intern?"

She laughed and said "No, I'm a real doctor but am just starting out here. I
did my residency in Florida and just moved here a few weeks ago. I'm 27, but
everyone says I look a lot younger, I guess because I'm so short. It's a
curse that I get carded everywhere, but I guess I'' be happy about it when I
am 40."

After that I felt much more comfortable, and we chatted even after she had
finished the exam. She concurred that I should take several weeks off from
soccer and swim in the pool to keep the weight off my knee. She mentioned
that she had been contacted about working with some of the track athletes
because she had run track and cross country in college. "Maybe I will go out
for track," I said, not realizing how it might sound. Fortunately she just
smiled. I left but thought about her all that day. I found myself really
attracted to her.

Just a week later I was doing laps at the school's pool. The place was
nearly empty since it was a Saturday morning. When I was finished, I grabbed
my towel and went back into the locker room. At almost the same time, Dr.
Stacey came in from the weight room side of the locker room. We both looked
up and did a double-take. "I see you're following doctor's orders," she
said. I was dripping wet, standing there in a old one-piece Speedo. She
looked really good in a cut-off t-shirt and a pair of those tight bike
shorts. "I've been doing my workout too. Are you headed to the shower?"

"Sure," I lied. My original thought was to pull my sweats on and head back
to my dorm room and go back to sleep. But this was too good a chance to pass
up. Stacey pulled off her sweaty shrit. She had a jog-bra on and I noticed
that her stomach was flat as a board. She was pretty muscular for someone so
small, and when she turned to throw her shirt in her bag I also noted a
really nice round ass. In less than a minute she had stripped the rest of
her clothes off. Her breasts were small but perfectly round, and crowned by
tiny dark brown nipples. I also noticed that she had shaved her pussy hair.
Wow. She was amazing.

She grabbed her towel and headed to the shower area. I shucked my suit off
as quick as I could and followed her. Now I'm very proud of my own body, as
I am very fit and curvy in the right places. But it did feel a little weird
standing beside Stacey in the shower because I kept stealing glances at her.
I thought she was doing the same to me, or was it my imagination? We chatted
in the shower, mostly she asking questions about me and about the school.
After we finished we both put on t-shirts and jeans, only I noticed she
didn't take time to put on underwear first!

When we were done she said "so, what have you got scheduled the rest of the
day? And have you had breakfast?"

"No" I answered. "And nothing scheduled. Most of my friends have gone home
for the weekend."

"I know a great little place that serves breakfast all day. Why not join
me?"

"Sure." This was getting better and better.

At the restaurant it was more of the same small talk, but she seemed a
little flirty too. She asked about boyfriends and things like that. Another
thing that I liked was that she liked to touch a lot. You know how some
people are quick to put their hand on your arm as they talk to you. She was
like that and her touch send electric charges through me. She had beautiful
eyes and a wide smile. I was already hooked.

Finally she paid the check and as we walked out she said "Would you like to
see my apartment or shall I take you back to your dorm?"

"Oh, I'd be glad to see your apartment." I said. And how.

We drove a short distance, mostly in silence. Once we got there we looked
around her townhouse. There were still a lot of boxes around and it was
clear she hadn't had time to finish unpacking. We walked up the stairs to
her bedroom, tastefully decorated with mission-style furniture. She sat down
on the bed and continued talking about painting the room a different color
and that kind of thing. Finally she said "why don't you sit down?"

It took me off guard but I moved to the bed like i was in a trance. I sat
close and she slipped her arm around my waist. "You're a beautiful girl,"
she said. "You don't mind being here?"

"No," I stammered.

She leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips. It was nice.

"Jennifer, have you ever been with a woman?"

"Once in high school," I said, trying to be cool. "And my roommate and I
played around a little last year."

She leaned forward and kissed me again, more forcefully this time. I felt
her tongue tease my lips and I opened my mouth and met the tip with mine.
Her other hand went to my leg, and it felt hot. We began kissing more
passionately. My hand went to her breast, feeling it through the thin cotton
material of her shirt. Her nipple hardened against my fingers and she
groaned into my mouth. She cupped one of my breasts and fire shot through
me. I broke the kiss and pulled her shirt off in one quick motion, then bent
forward and began to kiss her dark little nipples, first one and then the
other. She shivered and both hands went to my head, stroking my hair but
holding me tight while I tongued her nipples. After a couple of minutes of
this she raised up and said "I want to see you naked again. I was about to
cream in the shower looking at your hot body."

We stood up and I pulled my clothes off as she stepped out of her jeans.
Then she pushed me back on the bed and pushed my legs apart. In seconds she
was lapping away at my sex, slurping deep inside to lick my juices, which
were flowing freely. Her tongue pushed down and then swept up to target my
clit. I was about to cum when she suddenly raised up and said "roll over." I
did as the doctored ordered and she began licking my slit from behind, which
felt heavenly. Then she began licking at my asshole. I jumped as she made it
wet and then probed with the tip of her tongue. At the same time, she put
two fingers inside my sex and began jerking forward. The action of her
finger-fucking and her tongue on my asshole was too much, and I began a long
series of orgaisms, groaning loudly into her bedspread.

WHen I was done cumming she lay back and parted her legs, looking at me and
pulling me on top of her. She reached to caress her pussy but I pushed her
hand away and went down on her with everything I had. I loved the fact that
she was shaved clean, and I licked her clit for several minutes as she
bucked her ass off the bed. Then grabbing her beautiful ass cheeks with each
hand, I drove down into her wet sex, licking, chewing, even using my nose.
After a short time she flooded my face with her cum, screaming loud enough
to startle the neighbors, I'm sure.

"You need a towel," she laughed, looking at my wet face.

"Not so fast," I said. "Don't I get equal time with that beautiful ass of
yours like you did to me?"

Her eyes got big. "Go for it."

I pulled her up and then bent her back over the bed so her ass was standing
high in the air. She stood on tiptoe and wiggled it. I crouched and began
worshipping that lovely ass. Then I began to rim her, and slid a finger
inside her in imitation of what she had done. Then another. She was so wet.
She pushed back against my fingers and my tongue.

"Oh God, I love it," she growled. "I'm going to cum again."

She did, her screams muffled into the bed this time as mine had been.

We both tumbled to the floor together in a heap, laughing.

"You sure you've only been with a couple of women?" she asked as she put her
arms around me, cocking an eyebrow.

"Well, maybe there were a few others..." I said.

(more to come...)