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Chapter eight: dream

The night was warm. Bella pushed the soft duvet down to his waist, enjoying the cooler night air from the open window. Bella have been having these really strange dreams lately. Bella sighed and rolled over on her back after awhile laying the book she was reading to her left side.

She let her breathing run slow as she began to dream.

She was sitting on the examining table at doctor office. The doctor told her she needs full check up. He had copper brown hair and bright green eyes that captured her. His lips were perfect and curved in a smile. He was muscular but not too muscular. His body was amazing and Bella wanted touch him. Touch his face, His body. But of course she couldn't because he was just her imagination.

"Why?" Bella fidgeted on the examining table in her little paper dress as he snapped his rubber gloves on.

He had already checked the basics—heart, lungs, ears, nose, throat, tummy sounds. Now it was on to the "female" part of the exam, and she was dreading it.

"Please lie down, Miss Swan," he instructed, pulling the stirrups out.

Putting her feet up in the stirrups, she assumed the usual "pap smear" position, scooting down as far as she could.

"Very good, Miss Swan." The doctor draped a sheet over her legs. "To address your question, he has particular physical specifications. Let your knees fall open, please."

Bella did as she was told, looking up at the ceiling at the "If you can dream it, you can be it" poster up there. She wondered why there wasn't a nurse in the room. Didn't they have to have a nurse there, just for liabilities' sake?

"My fingers are going to enter you, now," he said and she felt him probing between her lips, sliding two fingers inside of her. "Your history form said you've never been pregnant, correct, Miss Swan?"

"No." She felt his fingers sliding further inside of her, pressing the walls of her vagina open, first to the sides, then front and back. "I've never had children."

"Excellent vaginal muscle tone and response," he murmured. "Clearly a natural brown head."

She flushed, surprised at the observation. "Yes."

This wasn't going to be a normal physical exam, she realized, a little too late, as she felt him parting her lips with both hands.

"Clitoris slightly larger than average," he remarked, nudging it with his finger and making her jump. She stared, wide-eyed, up at the ceiling, holding her breath. "Vulva is aesthetically pleasing, quite full for such a slender build."

Bella bit her lip as she felt his gloved fingers pulling at the inner lips of her vagina, spreading them open.

"Labia minora are thick, a little distended, and have a healthy pink color."

She couldn't believe what she was hearing, that this was really happening. What had started as a routine physical exam was turning into some sort of genital inspection?

"Fine healthy anal opening, good color and shape," he noted, brushing the puckered hole with his finger, making Bella's eyes go even wider. She clutched the sheet at her sides, her hands making fists. "You'll feel a little pressure now."

She gasped as a slippery, gloved finger slid into her rectum, twisting as it went.

"Excellent, tight sphincter muscle here," he remarked, sliding his finger back out.

She heard the snap of his gloves and the squeak of the garbage can lid as he pushed the foot pedal. He pulled on another pair of gloves and stood between her legs.

"Please relax, Miss Swan," he said as something cold slid between her lips. She thought, at first, that it must be a speculum, but then it began to hum.

"Wh...what are you doing?" Bella asked, going up on her elbows and trying to see past the sheet draped over her thighs.

"I have to check your normal orgasmic response," the doctor replied. "I need to verify your information."

"You…verify?" Bella gasped as the vibrator slid up towards her clit, rubbing there. The doctor's gaze was on her face.

"Please relax, Miss Swan." He took a look at his watch, moving the vibrator over her clit, back and forth. "It will help to achieve the desired outcome."

She couldn't believe this was happening. Her face burned and her limbs trembled with her embarrassment, but the vibrator against her clit hummed furiously, sending delicious waves of pleasure through her. She couldn't fight it, and she lay back with a gasp, feeling that powerful buzzing sensation filling her pelvis.

"That's it, Miss swan, very good," he murmured, and she felt his fingers slipping inside of her.

"ohhhhhhhhhhh...Wh...what...?"

"When you have an orgasm, I'll be able to feel it." He pressed his fingers downward in her vagina, toward her bottom. "Right here in your perineum. There's a characteristic spasm that happens, and the muscles will rapidly contract. It's completely involuntary. You'll have no control over it."

Bella whimpered, already feeling that familiar tightening and tingling in her lower belly. He was right—she couldn't stop it, she couldn't control it—she was going to have an orgasm right here on a physician's examining table!

"Ohhh," she breathed, her body flushing, her pussy beginning to flutter around the doctor's fingers as the vibrator sent her over the edge. She bit her lip to keep from crying out, shuddering all over with the delicious heat of her climax.

"Again, very good, Miss Swan," he said as she gasped and caught her breath on the examining table. "Your orgasmic response seems to fall within acceptable parameters."

His fingers still pressed inside of her, massaging, feeling the last of the spasms slowing, fading. He didn't, however, move the vibrator away from her clit, and it was making Bella squirm with the intensity of it.

"You've done very well so far, Miss Swan." He moved the head of the vibrator back and forth over her clit. "I trust you'll offer your continued cooperation as we proceed to test for a multiple orgasmic response."

"Oh god," Bella moaned, swallowing hard. She saw the doctor watching her face as he rubbed the vibrating tip over and over her sensitive clit. She made a sound like she was in pain, her toes curling. "Please."

She felt his fingers turn upward, pressing the smooth walls of her vagina up towards the ceiling with a fast, crooking motion

"What's—oh!" Bella gasped.

She closed her eyes against it, but couldn't help being carried away by the sensation. The vibrator made fast circles around her clit, sending her on a dizzying spiral towards another climax. His fingers still made that motion, rubbing deep inside of her.

"Ohhhhhhh," she moaned as another orgasm swept quickly over her, leaving her legs trembling in the stirrups.

"Excellent, Miss Swan, you exceed expectations," the doctor noted and she saw him looking at her lying breathless and quivering on the table. "Your secondary contractions are strong and tight."

He turned the vibrator off, but his fingers stayed buried inside of her, still rubbing that spot. "Now, I need to observe your response to stimulation of your G spot."

Bella had never felt anything like it before. Her pussy was still swollen and wet from the two orgasms he'd given her, and now his fingers stimulated her even more, creating a mounting pressure between her legs.

"What are you doing?" she gasped , her eyes going wide as she had a sudden urge to pee. Embarrassed, she tried to close her legs, but the stirrups wouldn't allow it. "Please, stop…"

"It's quite all right," he replied, rubbing faster, even harder, using both fingers to sweep against the walls of her vagina in that one, sensitive spot. "You may feel as if you have to urinate. That's quite normal."

She bit her lip, feeling that pressure building. "But…"

"This can take quite a while for some women." He looked at his watch. "But your second clitoral orgasm followed the first quite quickly. I have a feeling your g-spot orgasm will—oh!"

She didn't know what was happening, but whatever it was made her whole body feel alive and on fire. It was like an orgasm, but it wasn't—deeper, fuller, radiating in hot waves through her as she twisted and bucked against his hand. She was moaning, she knew it, and couldn't help it as she flooded him with her juices.

"Well, Miss Swan." The doctor cleared his throat as he removed his hand. "You seem to exceed all expectations. We don't get many female ejaculations."

Bella felt a heat filling her face and knew she was blushing. She pressed her hands to her cheeks to cool them and wished she could pull the sheet up over her head.

"Give me a moment..." The doctor moved around between her thighs and she felt wetness on them as he used dry paper towels to wipe her off.

"I'm sorry," she apologized, feeling like she wanted to sink through the table into the floor.

"No apologies necessary." He pulled off his gloves and threw them away, quickly donning another pair. "A rare response, but not unheard of. This shows you are very healthy."

Bella stared up at the poster on the ceiling, still not quite believing this was happening.

"You've done very well so far." The doctor came to stand beside her. "One more procedure and we'll be complete."

She looked up at him, shaking her head.

The doctor's hand slid under the sheet, palpating in the familiar circles of a breast exam. He pulled the fabric down as he worked, squeezing each nipple, checking for signs of fluid.

"Breasts are firm," he noted. "Pleasingly shaped, no implants, I would say a B or a C."

His other hand came up and cupped her breast, squeezing her nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

"Large nipples, very pink." He rolled them gently, around and around, watching Bella's face. "They get quite red upon arousal and the areola darkens."

She squirmed and felt her pussy responding, still aching and swollen from his earlier attention, in spite of herself.

"Close your eyes, please," he murmured, his fingers rolling faster now. "Breathe and relax, we're almost finished."

She did, gratefully, and that alone increased the sensation, as if her nipples were directly connected to the sensitive bud of her clit. It felt so good she could barely stand it.

The doctor's fingers worked magic around her nipples, tugging and pulling and squeezing. "Many women who are able to ejaculate like you did today can actually have a climax from nipple stimulation alone."

"I've never—" she whispered, gasping when his lips covered one of her breasts, sucking her nipple deep into his warm, wet mouth.

"I didn't mean to startle you," he apologized, licking at the fat bud of her nipple. "An orgasm can often be more easily achieved through oral stimulation…"

Bella moaned as he sucked and licked her nipple while squeezing and tugging on the other. She knew she should wake up from this dream, right now, indignant and outraged, but she couldn't. Something was keeping her on the table, her body trembling, undergoing the most exquisite torture.

"And I need my other hand," he admitted, sounding a little sheepish and she felt him slide his fingers down between her legs and into her open pussy. They pressed downward again, just resting there, waiting.

"Oh god," she moaned, arching her back as his mouth made wet trails around her nipple, his other hand pulling and tugging until her breasts felt as if they were on fire, her pussy throbbing for release. "Oh yes, yes, that's it!"

The doctor made a noise in his throat, his lips fastened over her breast as he suckled, fast and hard. She felt the muscles of her pussy contracting around his fingers as she came, her orgasm a deep pulse that went on and on, rocking her on the table.

Bella closed her eyes, pulling the sheet up to her neck, rolling away as much as she could, still stuck in the stirrups. The humiliation of what she'd just done spread through her like a fever—she burned with it.

"You did very well," the doctor told her, his voice coming from across the room. "You can go ahead and get dressed."

Bella eyes were shocked and looking at him.

"Who are you?"

Bip

Bip

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Bella awoke suddenly. She is startled from her dream, gasping for breath. There's a sheet of sweat covering her forehead, and her hands shaking.

Her alarm clock ringing.