Das Ist Gut

Das Ist Gut Das Ist Gut

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Something just a little different......

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Something just a little different......

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Submitted: March 24, 2017

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Das Ist Gut

Karen and her friend, Gretchen were discussing the things about science that fascinates them when Karen stated, “I’d like to have one of those colored physical structures of my DNA to see what it looks like.”

“I think that’s fairly easy to obtain,” Gretchen replied, “my gynecologist, Dr. Voltmeyer, has an office not far from you. I’m pretty sure you can just walk in without an appointment for something like that.”

Karen obtained the phone number for the doctor’s office from Gretchen and called. The receptionist confirmed that a DNA sample could be processed digitally and a “DNA Tree” could be constructed from the sample.

Two day later, on her lunch break from work, Karen visited the gynecologist’s office and was promptly ushered to an exam room by a nurse. “Dr. Voltmeyer will be with you shortly,” she said.

Within a couple of minutes a man entered, dressed in black pants and a white lab coat over his shirt. He looked to be in his fifties, which put Karen at ease until he began speaking. He had a strange accent, to which Karen attributed that it was just foreign.

“Hallo, I’m Doctor Voltmeyer und I vill be helping you today,” he said.

“Hell, Doctor Voltmeyer; I’m Karen Browning and I’d like to have a sample of my DNA so that I can have a visual structure made from it; can you do that for me?”

“Uff course, uff course, just remove your trowsers und undervear, put on zis gown and climb into zee chair mit your feet in zee stirrups,” he replied.

Karen was shocked and asked, “Why do I have to be naked? Aren’t you just supposed to swab inside my mouth or something?”

“Yah, but zee sample for restructuring comes from zee core, und you must be highly aroused. At zee point of orgasm, DNA is strongest und we get a much better sample at zat time,” he answered.

Hesitantly, Karen took the gown from the doctor and put it on. Reaching underneath it, she removed her jeans and her panties and got up into the examining chair. As she put her feet in the stirrups, the doctor took a seat on a rolling stool and rolled up to the edge of the chair. With the gown tented over her knees, Karen could not see the doctor.

“Now, zee first ting is to touch you und apply stimulation to zee clitoris for proper arousal. Try to relax, because zee sooner you orgasm, zee quicker we get zee sample. Ready?” he asked.

“Okay,” answered Karen. Then she felt his fingers touch her labia and open her. His breath hovered over her clitoral hood and then she felt his lips close over it. She held her breath but tried to relax as he had instructed.

His tongue came into play and a finger gently entered her, probing her slowly as his tongue pressed more and more firmly on her clit. He did not have the expertise that her boyfriend has, but she allowed herself to be stimulated to achieve the given purpose as soon as possible.

She thought she heard the faint sound of a zipper while the doctor was licking her but dismissed it as she began to actually feel some pleasure. After a few minutes, Karen felt the pressure building and reluctantly had an orgasm, pressing her feet deeper into the stirrups and jerking her body against the doctor’s mouth.

The doctor groaned as if in pain and suddenly pressed his mouth against her opening, driving his tongue into her pussy and waving it up and down inside her. She jumped back and pulled her feet from the stirrups, yelling, “DOCTOR, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”

The doctor rolled away, and as he stood up he zipped up his pants and moved quickly towards the door, gasping as he explained, “Must go process zis immediately; be right back!”

Karen threw the gown off and as she retrieved her clothing, she noticed a small wet spot on the floor where the doctor had been sitting. As she was buttoning up her jeans, a woman, in her forties, dressed in blue scrubs, came into the room.

“Hello, dear; I’m Dr. Sarah Voltmeyer. What was Ned, the janitor doing in here?” she asked.


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