EroticReverie

Jameson Taylor 

It’s been two god damn weeks since I had Juliette on my table. Two weeks since I questioned my right to be a fucking gynecologist. 

I’d never once gotten hard during an exam. Through schooling and internships you sort of train yourself to only the view the body as simply what it is. Just a body. 

But all that fucking training went out the window that day.  I try not to think about it because it makes me feel like a fucking pervert.  But I’d never been so hard in my entire fucking life. 

She wasn’t the little girl who annoyed her brother anymore , she wasn’t wearing a Justin Bieber t shirt and rubber bracelets with crooked teeth.  

Nope. Those teeth must’ve seen braces because she had a flawless bright smile.  And she was far from a little girl now.  Now.  Now she was a woman.  Clearly I had never thought of her sexually before because she was just a kid when I’d known her. 

But if I wasn’t a doctor , I’d say she had the best set of tits I’d ever seen.  And her nipple piercings made them even hotter. If I wasn’t a doctor I’d mention how my mouth watered at the thought of putting my mouth on them and getting to know them better.  

I’d also tell you how fucking gorgeous her pussy was. Eight guys. Eight guys had been inside of her. And I was fucking jealous of each one. 

She had a clit piercing.  A fucking clit piercing and god I’d seen other patients before who had them, but hers looked so fucking cute and I found myself having to demand not to rub that thing with my thumb.  I want to suck it. I wanted taste her while fingering her deep and making her cum just like in all the dirty fucking porn I’d been watching these past few weeks.  Yep.  Fake gyno porn was all my browser history had now.  

Giving her the exam was fucking torture. She had a warm , tight center. And she was wet.  She was more than wet.  I hadn’t needed lube on the small speculum I’d used but I added it anyways. 

I felt sick as I imagine dumping a load of cum down that speculum and into her. My mind raced with so much inappropriate shit that I wish she’d have rescheduled.  

But I remained professional, of course.  I told her about college , about my new dog , about the concert I went to recently. We talked as casually as you could when giving a pelvic exam and Pap smear. 

God her pussy was so fucking nice.  She had baby smooth lips and the hair above her pussy was full and trimmed into a neat triangle patch. 

I found myself wanting to mark on my calendar when her next appointment was in six months. 

I’d jerked off to her every day , imagining tasting her , touching those hot tits of her and grabbing them while I fucked her perfect fucking cunt. 

I groan as I blow my thousandth load for her all over the tile walls of my shower.

My buddies were taking me out tonight , because last month I’d broken things off with my ex when I found out she was cheating on me. We’d only been together for about six months so it wasn’t really any love lost.  It honesty wouldn’t have ended up working out anyways. 

But my friends , the single ones anyways decided I need to get out there again and find someone new. 

I was just fine being single. But honestly.  I’d needed a distraction and to do something else other than beat my dick raw like a pervert over a patient. 

So I let them talk me into going down to the party at the marina.  A bunch of people gathered every weekend in the summer for boat parties.  People would gather on the boats on the docks and drink and play loud music and get irresponsibly trashed. 

My friend Ken had his own boat that we were going to set up on. 

I had the next four days off from work and couldn’t wait to get drunk and get my mind off the sexy pierced pussy that was on my brain now 24/7. 

It wasn’t going to be warm out tonight so I opted for a pair of dark jeans and a long sleeved black Henley shirt that fit well and showed off my hard work I’d been putting in at the gym the past year or two.  I was proud of my broad chest , hard abs and the way my arms looked in the shirt, my biceps were shown off well and I rolled up the sleeves to show of my forearms because my exes all said I had sexy forearms. Whatever the fuck that means.  But hey. If ya got it. Flaunt it right? 

Sitting on the boat with Ken and our friends , he’s playing old school hip hop and half of them are singing along about gin and juice like they’ve ever drank it in their life.  Spoiler. They haven’t. 

I stick to beer and the occasional shot and flirt with a few females that stop by Kens boat and hop on. One is in my lap when I look over across the water to the next dock and see a hot little thing dancing on the front of a boat across the way. 

It’s fucking Juliette. 

She’s wearing a white long sleeved shirt and skinny jeans and I can see those fucking tits of hers bouncing as she moves while dancing with a few other girls , all of them holding beer bottles in their hands and yelling the words to “AINT shit” by Doja Cat. 

I smile as the girl in my lap looks over to where my attention has drifted. 

“Wow” she laughs slightly. “Pick up your jaw Doctor” she says. 

I shake my head slightly and look at her. 

“Sorry. I. Thought I knew someone over there” I say. 

“Uh huhhhh. Wouldn’t have anything to do with the barley legals shaking their asses on that boat?” She teases and I laugh. 

“Well” I shrug and she laughs and pats my chest. 

“I can shake mine for you if you’d like” she bites her lip and I just smile and watch her pull her lip through her teeth and she leans in. 

“Or you can take me below deck and let me go below your deck” she says and licks her lips and I give her a little smirk. 

“Is that so?” I ask and she nods. 

But then a second later in the middle of me deciding whether or not I want to give this girl a proper fucking , her friends calls her name telling her they have to go. She rolls her eyes and then apologizes and I shake my head.  

“That’s alright, next time” I wink. She smiles and winks back. 

“Definitely” she says and then leans down and kisses my cheek. 

“Later doctor” she says and walks away. 

When I turn my head to look back for Juliette I don’t see her dancing anymore. I scan the boat and the dock on the other side for her and see her nowhere. 

“What are ya lookin for man?” Ken teases as he sits down beside me. 

“You know the girl?” I ask him as I keep looking around. 

“What girl?” He asks and I turn my head back and look at him. 

“The girl” I say. “That came into my office” 

“Oh. Ohhhhhhh” he laughs and I grumble. Because I’d shared with Ken my doubts about whether I was any longer qualified to be a gynecologist after the fucking erection from hell I’d gotten while examining Juliette. 

“She’s here?” He asks excitedly and looks around. 

“Where ? Which one?” He asks and I look back over. 

“She’s gone now. She was dancing over there on that boat with the blue lights.” I say. 

“Go over and look for her.” He says. 

I huff a laugh. “I’m sure she doesn’t want her gynecologist to talk to her at a party” I say. 

“Yeah right man.  I bet all your patients Wanna feel more than your finger or cold speculum in them.” He says and I give him a look. 

“Alright alright. Professionalism. Got it.” He says with a slight grin. 

I run a hand through my hair and sigh. 

“Geeze man” he laughs and teases me. “Her pussy was that hot?” 

I give him a glare. “Don’t talk about her pussy”

He laughs as one of our friends yells. 

“Whose pussy we talking about ?” He asks drunkenly and I just laugh and shake my head and ignore him. 

I get up and decide to talk a walk , getting off the boat I carry my bottle of beer with me and walk to the end of the docks pier where there’s girls and guys dancing to some electronic music and they all look like they’re on drugs so I quickly do a turn and make my way back down the dock to the shore. 

I stop dead in my tracks when I lock eyes with her.