Sexual Healing

Josie is worried. Something is obviously wrong with her because no matter what she does, she can't seem to get herself off.

She makes an appointment to see Dr. Werther, a beautiful older woman, and Josie can't believe how attracted she is to the female doc. She's always been attracted to guys and only guys...or has she?

The cold, sterile exam room heats up fast when Dr. Werther puts her healing hands on Josie's most sensitive bits and before long, the good doctor is helping Josie reach levels of pleasure she's never reached before!


EXCERPT:

"Great. If you'll just lie back on the table then, and put your feet in the stirrups, I'll go ahead and take a look," she said.

Oh shit!

I'd forgotten about my pussy being totally soaked. What was Dr. Werther going to think when she saw it? Well, obviously she'd know that I was getting turned on during the consultation, and what would that say about me? What kind of freak of nature can't orgasm in her own bed with a drawer full of sex toys at her disposal, but gets all wet and excited talking to a doctor about the possibility of repressed past traumas? I was such a hopeless head case.

Unable to think of anything I could say to get out of it, I carefully drew my legs up from where they were dangling over the edge of the table. I pivoted and scooted to the edge, stuck my feet in the stirrups (I still had my socks on, by the way), and I slowly reclined on the paper-covered table.

This was it. She was going to see for herself how wet I was. Mortified, I covered my face with both hands, but just as she started to scoot her stool over to the spot between my thighs, I uncovered my face and craned my neck to watch her.

Don't ask me why, but I felt an overwhelming urge to see her expression when she took her first look at my dripping wet pussy.

Dr. Werther's eyes widened, and her luscious lips parted just slightly, but this was only for a split second. Like a pro, she snapped back to her professional persona, closing her lips and narrowing her eyes back to a neutral width.

When she lifted her gaze from my pussy, our eyes met, and my heart started pounding even faster than before. My breaths were quick and shallow. The vision of Dr. Werther's beautiful face between my naked thighs was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen in my entire life.

Those eyes... God, those big brown eyes with that endless depth and that incredible warmth. I could gaze into Dr. Werther's eyes for the rest of my life.

Through the intense eye contact, I tried to relay a message to her: I want you. You're gorgeous. Please give me my very first orgasm.

It seemed as if she was trying to send a message back to me, but as much as I wanted to, I couldn't seem to decipher it. I started to panic. It seemed like we'd been staring at each other forever--although in reality it was probably for less than sixty seconds--and the tension was killing me.

Finally she spoke.

"Josie, you are a very sexy girl. I hope you know that," she said.

I gasped. Nobody had ever told me I was sexy before.

"Wow," I said. "Thank you. And coming from you... Dr. Werther. You're beyond sexy. And you're so beautiful."

Without even thinking, I widened my thighs even further. I was horrified when I realized what I'd done, but I just couldn't help myself. It was as if my pussy had developed a mind of its own, and it wanted Dr. Werther to pay it some mind, dammit!

As if she heard its plea, the good doctor glanced down at my pussy. She smiled slightly and licked her lips. And then she looked back up at me.

"I'm going to try to stimulate your clitoris, if that's all right with you, Josie," she said.