They say you never forget the ‘firsts’ in your life: first kiss, first love,
first sexual experience, first job, and in my case, your first apartment.
I had just recently graduated from college, and had taken a sales job in a new
city with a company that specialized in selling and installing security cameras.
Although I was a little nervous about being out on my own in a new place for the
first time, the uneasiness was nothing compared to how excited I was to move into
the apartment that I had found. I really got lucky in finding it – it was a
beautiful old two bedroom apartment in a great location with a view of a small park
across the street. It was in an old brownstone with gorgeous wood floors, large
windows all around, and a small terrace off the bedroom. My apartment was on the
second floor of the two story building, with the ground level being an office.
Upon closer examination I noticed that it was a doctor's office, as the sign
hanging outside its door said
»Dr. H. P. Stephens, General Practitioner«
After initially moving in, the next couple of months were like a blur, what with
my settling in to my new place, putting in some longer hours at work to get myself
established, and making new friends and exploring the new city I was living in.
Finally, one rainy fall Friday afternoon, my workload had been light and my
supervisor told me I could go ahead and take the rest of the day off.
I was feeling a bit tired, so I decided to head back to my apartment and take a
little nap before meeting some friends for a night of barhopping. As I walked
past my building to the side entrance, I noticed that the doctor’s parking lot
was rather full. I let myself into my apartment, changed into my comfortable
clothes, and stretched out on my bed.
Just as I was starting to relax and drift off, I heard the sound of a door opening
and closing downstairs. I did not think anything of it and started to drift
off again, but the sound of voices got my attention. Apparently one of the
doctor’s examination rooms was just below my bedroom.
Oh well, I thought
to myself, as long as he doesn’t get any screaming children in there early in
the morning, it wont bother me.
But, as the talking continued below, I could not help but notice how easily I
could hear the conversation. In fact, I could make out every single word they were
saying! I sat up and looked around, and then I saw the reason for my involuntary
eavesdropping--this old building had been outfitted with newer heat ducts that
were placed on the wall just above the floor, and evidently the ducts on the first
floor were placed just below the ceiling, meaning that the only thing connecting
my heat duct with the doctor’s was a few feet of aluminum ductwork.
Sitting there on the bed, I felt something strange begin to happen. Even though
I knew I should mind my own business and not pay any attention to the voices coming
through the vent, I just could not help myself. I turned and laid so my head was
at the foot of the bed, closer to the heat duct. I could make out three voices,
apparently a doctor, nurse, and patient, in a conversation something like this:
Voice 1: (an older woman’s voice) “Don’t worry dear, I’ll
stay right here with you through the entire examination. You have nothing to be
afraid of. It will be over before you know it.”
Voice 2: (a young woman’s voice) “B-but, I’m just scared,
Nurse Anderson, and I’m so embarrassed! I’ve never been examined like this before.
Won’t it hurt?”
Voice 3: (a man’s voice) “Now, now, Cynthia, there is absolutely
nothing to fear. You should look at these examinations as a way to learn about
your body, and as a way to make sure that your body stays in tip top shape. And,
since this is your college physical, I would like to be thorough since you’ll be
going away to college soon and won’t be able to come see me often. I’ve been your
doctor ever since you were a small child, and you know that at any time, you may
ask me or tell me anything that’s on your mind.”
At this point, I could feel my heart start to pound and my breathing start to
increase. I could not believe what I was hearing. I was about to listen to a young
woman’s first gynecological experience! I was more than a little confused by what
I was feeling. I felt slightly ashamed of listening in on what the young girl
expected to be a very private moment between her and her doctor, but at the same
time I was so excited at the thrill of ‘spying’ on her, that I tried to hold my
breath so I would not miss a word.
“Well, Cynthia, in the outer office we discussed the procedures of your exam. Do
you have any more questions you’d like to ask me before we begin? Now remember,
I promise you that I will go slowly, and I will let you know exactly what I am
doing at all times during the exam.”
“Thank you, Doctor Stephens. I’m still a little nervous, but I trust you.I think
I’d just like to get it over with.”
“Okay Cynthia, well let’s get started then. Nurse Anderson, has Cynthia given you
a urine sample yet?”
“Yes, Doctor, that’s been taken care of, and I’ve checked her weight and vital signs.”
“All right then. Cynthia, the first thing I need to do is lower your gown so that
I can examine your breasts, like this… very good. Now, I need you to lie back on
the table, with your arms over your head. Now, first I need to examine your
nipples to make sure they don’t show any abnormalities. First I’m going to
gently pinch them between my fingers… okay… your nipples are normal for a girl of
your age. Now, I’m going to slowly palpate each breast to feel for any lumps or
cysts. It shouldn’t hurt. If you do feel anything uncomfortable, please, say so.”
After a slight pause, the doctor said: “Okay, Cynthia, your breasts are healthy
and normal for a girl of your age. How are you doing so far, do you have any questions?”
In a voice that sounded slightly relieved but still embarrassed, Cynthia said,
“Thank you, Doctor, so far I’m fine. That wasn’t so bad, I guess.”
“Very good, Cynthia, you may put your gown back on for now. This next part is one
you’ll be familiar with, I just need to feel your abdomen to make sure all is well,
so if you’ll just lie back down on the table, I’ll proceed.”
After another pause, the doctor said, “Nurse, will you please prepare Cynthia for
the next part of the exam?”
“Certainly, doctor,” the nurse said.
“Okay now, Cynthia, I know that this can be embarrassing, especially your first
time having it done, but I’ll try to make you as comfortable as possible.”
There was a sound of metal sliding out and the clicking of it being locked into place.
“Cynthia these are what we call ‘stirrups’. They allow the doctor to position you
so that he can access your pelvic area in a way that is comfortable for both doctor
and patient.”
There were sounds of sniffling, and Cynthia said, her voice wavering as
if she were about to cry:
“Oh nurse… I really don’t want to do this! Do I really have to?”
“I know you are embarrassed dear, but every woman goes through this at one time
or another. There is absolutely nothing to be worried or ashamed of. I’ll be right
here with you, so if you are uncomfortable in any way, just say so and I’ll help
you as best I can, okay?”
“All right, I guess,” Cynthia said quietly.
“That’s a good girl,” the nurse said. “Now, what I need you to do, is to first
lay back on the table… good… and now I’m going to place your feet in the stirrups,
like this. Now let me cover your legs with this blanket so you won’t feel so exposed.
Now the next thing you need to do, is to slide your buttocks down towards the end
of the table as far as you can… that’s good, just like that. Okay doctor, she’s ready.”
As I sat in the twilight and listened, I could not believe what was happening,
as I was spying on this innocent girl, and when I heard the sound of the doctor
snapping on his latex exam gloves, I started to get turned on just listening to
them! I hated going to the gynecologist myself, and since I was not sleeping with
anyone lately, I had not bothered to go for my most recent yearly check up.
I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter as I listened to the girl downstairs
getting her first exam. Slowly, I removed my shorts and underwear and gently
fingered my pussy lips and clit. Again I held my breath as the examination in the
office below continued.
“Okay now, Cynthia. Just take a few deep breaths and relax. This exam will only
take a few minutes,” said Dr. Stephens. “Now, the first thing I’m going to do is
feel around the areas outside of your vagina, called your vulva and your labia.
I need to check them and make sure there are no strange lumps or other problems.
Just breathe deeply and relax.”
I turned over on my back now, and did as the doctor said, breathing deeply as I
fingered my own pussy lips, imagining what it would feel like to be the helpless
young woman getting felt up by an older man. Just the thought of it made my back
begin to arch. I stopped and quickly reached into my nightstand for what I liked
to refer to as my ‘fuck stick’, a vibrator that I had received as a gag gift.
I laid the vib down next to me and continued to finger my pussy.
“Very good, Cynthia, your vulva and labia are both normal and healthy. Now for
the next part of the exam, I will be using first one finger, and then two, to
feel inside of your vagina, to make sure that your vaginal walls are healthy and
that there are no abnormalities. A woman’s vagina is made to stretch, so this
shouldn’t hurt, but if you feel any discomfort at all, please say so immediately.”
“Okay Doctor Stephens,” Cynthia said unsteadily.
“Very good, now just keep breathing deeply, and I need you to relax your legs
and body for me.”
Propping myself up on some pillows and spreading my legs wide apart, I followed
the doctor’s orders and relaxed my entire body. I imagined the doctor was now just
introducing his index finger into Cynthia’s most private of places, and at the
same time I slid my index finger inside my pussy, slowly and gently. I wondered
if Cynthia’s pussy was as hot and wet as mine was. My finger did not have any
trouble at all sliding into my dripping cunt. I began to move my finger in and out,
finger fucking myself, touching the inside of my vagina as I did, just like the
doctor would be doing to Cynthia. Then, I imagined the slight gasp coming out of
Cynthia’s mouth as the doctor’s second finger entered her tight little pussy.
With both my index finger and middle finger, I finger fucked myself, feeling all
around inside of me, and occasionally hitting my G spot. I was coming very close
to an orgasm, so I withdrew my fingers and licked them clean, until I was calmed
down a little. I listened to hear what was happening downstairs.
“Um, doctor, what you’re doing right now hurts a little.”
“Okay, Cynthia, I know it’s an uncomfortable feeling. When I use the second finger
on younger women it can sometimes hurt. From the way your hymen is very strong and
intact, the pain you feel is your hymen stretching to accommodate my fingers.
As you get older and become sexually active, your vagina will adjust to this.
Nurse, would you please prepare the speculum, a smaller one.”
“Certainly doctor, it’s right here, ready to go.”
“Thank you. Okay, Cynthia. For the next part of your exam, I will be using this
device, called a speculum. It will be inserted into your vagina so that I will be
able to view your cervix, which is the mouth of your uterus far inside your vagina.
Again, you may feel slight discomfort, but this should not be painful. If you feel
major pain, say so immediately. The way this works is that I insert it into your
vagina in this position, and then I open and lock it. I’ll open and lock it once
before I insert it so you’ll know how it sounds when it’s locked. It makes a loud
click noise, which can startle you if you don’t know what it is.”
I heard a faint ‘click’ come through the heat duct.
“Okay, Cynthia, I’m going to insert the speculum now.”
Sitting in the silence of my room, I could hear my heart pounding, as I waited for
that second ‘click’, to signal to me that the young girl’s privates were now fully
exposed. Then I heard it, another faint ‘click’. I imagined Cynthia biting her
lower lip, feeling the metal instrument go inside of her, wondering if there would
be any pain coming in the next few seconds, and then imagined her flinch as she
heard the “click” of the instrument locking. As I thought of this, my fingers made
their way down to my pussy again, and I started to gently rub the sides of my clit.
Thinking of the speculum entering Cynthia, I picked up my vibrator, switched it
on, and thought about what Cynthia was feeling with her legs spread wide apart
with a foreign object sitting so deep inside of her. I imagined myself to
be her, helpless and ashamed in that cold office as I teased my wet pussy lips
with the tip of the vibrator. Then, I forcefully pushed the vibrator into
my cunt as far as it would go, so that I could just barely see the flat black
end of it sticking out from me.
With the deep tingling sensation that the vibrator was giving me, my clit was starting
to swell and was becoming harder with every stroke that I gave it. I let my head
rest back on the pillows and surrendered myself to my ‘self-examination’, knowing,
just as they kept telling Cynthia, that it would be all over soon. I was breathing
very heavily now, and using two fingers to knead my rock hard clit.
“The next step, Cynthia,” I heard the doctor say, “is a test called a ‘Pap Smear’.
I will use this small brush-like instrument to scrape some cells from your cervix,
which is the opening to your uterus. When I make contact with your cervix, you
will feel some pressure, but it shouldn’t be painful. So just try to relax for me.”
“Ow!” I heard Cynthia say loudly.
“Cynthia was that painful?” Asked the nurse.
“Well it felt kind of like a menstrual cramp, I just wasn’t expecting it. It just
felt weird, is all.”
Then I started to feel that hot feeling in my stomach that spread slowly and
teasingly down to my clit and to my cunt. The vibrator was rather strong for it’s
size, and my pussy was getting so wet I had to use my other hand to keep the vib
from slipping out. When I got a good grip on the end of the vibrator, I started
to slowly pump it in and out of me, until my throbbing clit seemed to make my cunt
cry out for a pounding fuck! As hard as I could, I rammed the vibrator all the
way in and then all they way back out several times, feeling it as it hit my own
cervix, experiencing that same “weird” pain that Cynthia had just felt.
“Well then, okay, Cynthia, I’ve completed your pap smear, and I’m now going to
unlock and remove the speculum… there. And we’re almost finished, there’s just
one more part to the exam and then it will be over with. What I need to do next
is to give you a rectal exam, to make sure that all is well in your lower digestive
tract. This will only take a couple of minutes. What I’m going to do is put some
lubricant on my finger...like this.... nurse, will you please apply some lubricant
to the anus? Thank you. I will insert my finger and feel for any lumps or other
problems in your rectum. Okay now, Cynthia, it is very important that you relax.
Okay that’s very good. Now I will insert my finger… okay, Cynthia, you’re doing
fine but I need you to relax, don’t tighten your anus around my finger.”
Suddenly Cynthia bursts out, “But doctor, I feel like I have to um, like I have
to um, you know… make a bowel movement!”
“That’s perfectly normal, now just relax and the feeling will pass in a few seconds.”
“Okay, it’s gone,” Cynthia said, sounding relieved.
“Good. Now I’m going to push my finger in a little farther and feel the walls of
your rectum. I need you to push outward, like you are expelling a bowel movement.
That will make it easier for my finger to slide in… Okay, good, you’re doing good.
Now just relax. You can feel that I’m moving my finger around inside you, feeling
for anything out of place. Have your bowel movements been regular these past few
days, dear? I can feel a stool just beyond my finger, and it’s a little on the
hard side.”
Sounding ashamed, Cynthia said, “No, I’ve been a little constipated lately.”
Hearing Cynthia’s anguished and embarrassed cries was about all I could stand as
I lay there on my bed, rubbing my hot, wet cunt. Out of curiosity, I removed the
dildo from my pussy, and seeing that it was already well lubricated, I slowly inserted
it in my asshole. I had never tried this before, and I was surprised at the pleasing
sensation it gave me. I also began to feel my muscles contract like I needed to
make a bowel movement, but I remembered the doctor’s words as the feeling passed.
I pictured Cynthia in the exam room below, legs spread wide apart in the stirrups,
with a doctor’s gloved finger deep inside her tender asshole. I used some of my
pussy juice to lubricate my clit, and rubbed it hard with the fingers of one hand
while I finger fucked myself some more with the other hand. The vibrator that was
now deep in my ass was making my pussy seriously wet, and I could start to feel
the tingle deep inside. And then finally I lost all control. My fingers hit just
the right spot on my erect clit and my back arched and my ass was completely off
the bed as I had the most intense, earth shattering orgasm of my life. Waves of
pleasure rolled over me as the contractions in my pussy and asshole became so
strong that they pulled the vibrator deeper inside of me. As I furiously rubbed
my clit the feeling was so stupendous that I let out a scream as the last and
strongest part of the orgasm rippled through my pussy and asshole and I collapsed
back onto the bed, feeling exhausted but satisfied as the sweat poured off of me.
I lay still in the silence so I could pick up on the conversation down below again.
“Nurse did you hear something? A woman screaming maybe?”
“Yes, doctor, I did hear something. The tenants upstairs must have their television
up too loud.”
I breathed a sigh of relief. The last thing I needed was suspicion, or worse yet,
to get caught!
“Nurse, will you please get a couple of glycerin suppositories for Cynthia? Now,
Cynthia, when you get home, insert one suppository directly into your rectum.
If you don’t make a bowel movement after an hour, insert another. They should help
to make you regular again.”
“Ugh… okay, Doctor Stephens.”
“Now, Cynthia, I need to try to get my finger in just a little farther, so I can
be positive that it definitely is a hard stool up there, and not an abnormality.
This will be a little uncomfortable. I need you to bear down quite hard, so that
your anal sphincter will relax enough for me to get my finger in farther.
Okay… very good.”
“Oww, Doctor! This feels AWFUL!”
“Yes dear, I know,” said Nurse Anderson, “but the doctor needs to be sure it’s
what he thinks it is. Just relax.”
“Okay, Cynthia, I’m now going to withdraw my finger very slowly. You will again
feel like you need to make a bowel movement, but the feeling will pass… okay.
And we’re all done. Now was that as bad as you thought it would be?”
“No, doctor, I guess not. I still didn’t like it much, but I guess it’s a necessary
part of growing up.”
“Yes, you are right. Well, Cynthia, why don’t you go ahead and get dressed now,
and then come meet me in the outer office, and I’ll discuss the exam with you.”
“Okay Doctor Stephens, I’ll be right out.”
With that, I heard the door open and close. Then, a few moments later, I heard
the door open and close again, and all was silent.
As I lay in the darkness of my bedroom, I could not believe what I had stumbled
upon. I had never been so turned on in my whole life as I had been while I was
‘spying’ on the doctor and the patient downstairs. Imagining how helpless and
humiliated the young patient must have felt was another turn on for me that
I would never before have imagined. I knew that my sex life was about to change
for the better.
And then, I had another tempting thought. I worked for a place that sold security
cameras, most of which were specifically designed to be hidden. Occasionally, a
camera would get returned to us because of a malfunction, or it just was not what
the customer was looking for. A friend of mine who worked in the Returns department
said that some of the cameras could not be re-sold, and said if I ever wanted or
needed anything along the lines of used security cameras that he’d be happy to
help me out.
All I need is a day when the doctor’s office is closed, I thought to myself,
and I could install some spy equipment.
I had just stumbled upon a way to have all my fantasies appear on my television,
in vibrant, living color!
As I got up to get ready to meet my friends downtown, I made a mental note to
talk to that friend in the returns department. I had stumbled onto something good,
and I was going to go as far as I could.
- Anonymous -