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The Thirst of the Doctor
"You have always been such a good girl haven't you, miss Amari?"
The question rolled out of Dr. Ziegler's mouth smoothly as a slithering snake. The words had a visibly stiffening effect on Fareeha's body. From the position in front of her, blue eyes looked up to hers, while a soft smile played on the doctor's lips.
"Ex-Excuse me, doctor?" The Egyptian's nervousness caught up with her stuttering tongue.
The tint of blush that covered her cheeks always near the doctor changed to a more alerting colour. It could be that it was just her and her rose coloured brains, couldn't it? Even though Fareeha knew herself that Dr. Ziegler had to be truly blind if she had managed not to notice her steamy feelings for the blonde. The regular check-ups were too physical and intimate – it was impossible for Fareeha to hide the truth.
"You seem to be always doing your best. Top grades of your class, top scores in the training. And always answering my questions so truthfully", Dr. Ziegler explained, "I admire that, miss Amari." The doctor raised her hand to rest gently on Fareeha's thigh. The doctor's pretty fingers felt cool on her skin that was left exposed by her black shorts. Dr. Ziegler pushed her chair back, but Fareeha noticed she had no intention on getting up.
With the reflexive hammer still in her other hand, the blonde kneeled on the office floor. Fareeha was unsure what the doctor had in her mind, but even more unsure she was about what she was ready for. The mixture of excitement and nervousness made her dizzy yet eager. As the good girl she was, obeying the doctor's orders, she did not resist when Dr. Ziegler parted her legs on the edge of the bed.
"Than-Thank you, dr. Ziegler. Aren't you always doing your best too?" Fareeha shifted on the bed, while the doctor examined her left leg, carefully holding her shin. The doctor gave her knee a light tap with the small hammer and hummed with a pleased sound.
"I'm glad you think that, Fareeha." Dr. Ziegler hit the spot that made the Egyptian's leg jump. Fareeha looked shyly at the older woman. She hadn't called her by her first name ever before. The Swiss doctor pronounced it lovingly.
"There is really no need for this – your legs, along with everything else, are fine as ever", Dr. Ziegler let out a delighted huff. She looked up to Fareeha's dark eyes again, now from the position between her legs. The doctor's fingers caressed both of her tanned legs with tender touches. Dr. Ziegler wanted Fareeha to say something, the Egyptian knew it, but all she could do was to give her a helpless yet aroused gaze.
"But you wouldn't mind little further examination, would you, Fareeha?" That is what the doctor asked, as she brought her pink lips to brush the Egyptian's knee.
"N-No", Fareeha blurted out without a single deeper thought. Dr. Ziegler pushed herself further between the smooth pair of legs. She pressed her face against Fareeha's thigh, nuzzling her nose and cheeks against the softness. Fareeha heard how the doctor took a long breath, filling her nose with the scent of the younger girl's skin. Even in her daydreams had Fareeha not dared to think of a situation such as this.
"Come little closer to me, schätzchen", Dr. Ziegler mumbled, not raising her face from the inside of Fareeha's thighs, but giving the skin little kisses with her moist lips. Fareeha shifted closer on the edge of the bed and let the doctor bury her face properly in her legs. Anything you want, doctor, the Egyptian thought.
She crossed her legs on Dr. Ziegler's back. The older woman's face snuggled rather sensibly against her clothed core. Fareeha felt her rushed pulse all over her body. Dr. Ziegler's face looked dreamy, her beautiful features enhanced by a gentle blush, as if she too, had fantasized about an encounter of such nature between them.
The doctor was aware Fareeha hadn't done this before. It had slipped from Fareeha's lips during one of their meetings. But Dr. Ziegler never purposely embarrassed her: instead, her reassuring expressions and words balanced the atmosphere always back to comfortable. Fareeha hadn't mentioned her attraction towards the same gender - but it seemed the doctor had taken that for granted...
The doctor's hands embraced Fareeha's lower body on the hard mattress, whilst Fareeha leaned her body on her arms. Reflexively she reached for the doctor's head as the blonde applied pressure on the nub of her heated gap.
"Do you like that, Fareeha?" Dr. Ziegler asked, giving another rough brush to her, making the Egyptian gasp. Fareeha was sure the woman could feel her wetness through the layers of thin cloth, and yet she was posing questions like that. She swore that the overflow would soon escape her shorts, sliding down her leg.
Dr. Ziegler pulled her intoxicated face away for a moment, but put a hand to replace it. While the doctor raised her gaze to meet Fareeha's eyes again, the skilful hand fondled her thoroughly. Dr. Ziegler handled her outer folds, petting and pressing, circulating around the whole area.
"Would you like to be kissed?" The doctor's sweet voice asked Fareeha. Her downward glancing eyes made it clear that she was not referring to her mouth. Fareeha squirmed.
"Are you sure you want to… See that, Dr. Ziegler", the Egyptian scratched her neck. The idea was too daring for her. A little feeling of guilt rose inside of her; she shouldn't have allowed this to go so far.
"More than anything, liebling. I'll dim the lights for you – and you can keep your eyes closed, so you can concentrate on the pleasure." Dr. Ziegler gave an encouraging squeeze to Fareeha's thighs, then stood up and tugged the younger girl's shorts as a hint.
Fixing her loosened ponytail on the way, Dr. Ziegler took a couple of steps away to lower the lights in the office. The room sunk in the dim, bringing greater intimacy to the moment. It was only Fareeha and her in the space, with doors and windows tightly shut. Dr. Ziegler rolled up the sleeves of her white coat. She watched Fareeha still being little hesitant, though her shorts now lay on her ankles, along with the girl's underwear.
Bending back to her knees again, Dr. Ziegler murmured; "Don't be embarrassed, beautiful."
The blonde reached Fareeha, helped the clothing from her ankles and sneaked back to her previous place. Fareeha locked her legs on the doctor's upper back again.
The Egyptian could not imagine how it would feel, a hot mouth directly on her most private parts, but she didn't have to wonder for long anymore. Dr. Ziegler couldn't restrain herself for longer - the trimmed flower that bubbled from Fareeha's arousal, was too tempting. She needed to satisfy her.
Dr. Ziegler licked her lips and placed them on the pink flesh of the Egyptian.
"Dr. Ziegler..." young Fareeha moaned in a quiet voice, eyes closed as instructed. It was great advice, for Fareeha would certainly have gotten overwhelmed at the sight of the doctor eating her out. Fareeha though the blonde was naughty for treating her like this. A wolf in sheep's clothing or perhaps, in her case, a devil in an angel's attire.
Dr. Ziegler licked her with passion, savouring every stroke of her tongue. She ran her mouth slowly from the top till the gaping hole, which she teased with the peak of her tongue. Every jolt of Fareeha's body told her to keep going. Dr. Ziegler gulped down some of the liquid that had spread all over the pale skin of her cheeks and jaw. Virgin Fareeha was astonishingly wet for her—and the thought was driving Dr. Ziegler crazy. The Swiss woman buried her face and tongue even deeper, reaching the insides of the Egyptian girl.
Fareeha felt how the blonde sucked on her sensitive folds and tugged them gently with her teeth. She whined the doctor's name again. Her fevered breath and rushed heart raced against each other. She felt her energy burning. Dr. Ziegler knew what she was doing – that was for sure. Fareeha didn't plan to, but she couldn't but grind her lower body against the face of the doctor, for the blonde's mouth was doing such heavenly work.
In the middle of all that licking and kissing the doctor still found time to compliment her, telling her how good and beautiful girl she was. When the doctor's mouth played with her clitoris, Fareeha pushed the woman's head harder against her core and squeezed her tightly between her legs.
"O-Oh, I'm sorry, Dr. Ziegler…" Fareeha apologized a moment later, realizing how forcefully she had kept the doctor's head on its place. The Swiss was out of breath and her skin had reddened from the heat. A couple of messy blonde hairs were stuck to her sweaty face, but she was everything but hurt.
Angela Ziegler rose from her place to her feet and wiped some of the younger girl's juices from her face. Fareeha closed her legs and watched the enamoured Dr. Ziegler, anticipating what she would do next. The blonde checked the watch on her right wrist and then walked the few steps to the light switch. All the lights had soon returned to the room.
For one more time, Dr. Ziegler enclosed the distance with the Egyptian girl, and lay a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I hope you will come to visit me again soon, miss Amari."