"Dr. Whiskey," his assistant beckoned. "Your next patient is waiting."

"Thank you, Sarah," he replied. Taking the chart from her hand.

Quickly scanning through the chart before entering the room, he looked to see who and what he was dealing with.

Dawn, 19 female
-aching feelings in pelvic region.
-anxiety.
-general all round trouble concentrating.
-discomfort and restlessness.

Upon entering the room he was greeted by a tense and anxious Dawn.
Sitting on the edge of the exam table. Hands fidgeting with the material of the Johnny shirt she wore.

"What brings you in today?" He asked with a calm and caring voice.

Her chest heaved as she took a deep breath in and blew it out before beginning.
"Well, ummm, I've been, ummm having alot of discomfort and anxiety lately."

"Can you describe your discomfort to me?" He asked.

Embarrassed she stumbled and stammered to find the words.

"It's OK, the more you can tell me, the better the chances I can help." He continued.

Finally finding her nerve she began to speak, "as far as the discomfort, my lower regions are very achey," motioning to her pelvic area.
"I can't stay focused on simple tasks and I've been ummmm....getting uhhh...wet down there."

"My husband and I just recently got married." She went on. "We are both still virgins I'm afraid. We don't really know what we are doing," she said embarrassed.

"OK, well first let's take a look."
"If you could just lay back, I will get my exam started." He replied.

Laying flat on her back, She took a deep breath as his hands pushed and explored her hip and pelvic area.
The lower he pressed on her abdominal muscles the more she seemed bothered and her body would tense up.

Noting this, he asked what sort of Sensations or discomfort she was having.

Again in a very shakey voice she replied,"umm, it makes, well, ummm my vagina ache and it gets wet the lower you push on my belly."

"May I get you to open your Johnny shirt?" He asked.

She untied the ties and let her shirt fall open exposing her half naked body. She wore a small spaghetti strapped tank top which highlighted the cleavage of her breasts.
Other then that she had been asked to remove her pants before hand so now wore only her pink panties with white lace trim.

Pulling the Stirrups out from the side of the bed, he asked Dawn to place her feet in them. Nervously, she spread her legs and placed her feet up into position. The crotch of her panties now starting to soak through.

Snapping the latex gloves onto his hands he then ran his finger gently down the center of the wet spot slightly parting her lips through her pink panties.

Once.....

Twice.....

Then the third time. Applying just a little more pressure with every stroke.

Closing her eyes she tried desperately not to moan. The light touch of his hands felt better then she expected and her panties got even wetter.

Abruptly the stroking stopped. "Your definitely getting wet which I assure you is perfectly normal."

"I do believe your aching simply from lack of sex." The doctor said with confidence.
"I'd just like to perform a couple more tests to be sure."

"Do whatever you feel you need to," she responded. "I'm desperate to make this aching and discomfort go away."

It was then Dr. Whiskey pulled her panties to the side and again ran his finger slowly and gently between her now soaking lips from her clit to her asshole. This time he continued on and it felt more like ten or fifteen Strokes.

The aching her body was experiencing was now gone into overdrive and she impulsively pushed her hips forward. Upon doing so the Docs finger slipped inside her soaking hole.

By sheer reaction she let out a little moan.
"Just as I thought," the Dr, Whiskey exclaimed. " I really think you just need to...