First GYN Exam –And My Fantasy Come True

MY FIRST GYN EXAM — MY FANTASY COME TRUE

Doc Murphy is my pal–always has been, a buddy! Yeah, I’ve had other friends, but they often changed, I moved, or they moved, they found new friends or I did, whatever. But I could depend on Doc Murphy as my friend–to the death! Well, by that I mean he could keep a secret. That’s the test of a friend, you know? My name is Sheeny. I know it’s goofy, but I’m stuck with it, OK. Because of the genes of my great-great grand father–whatever, I’m a very outgoing, frank girl, Many of my teachers deplore that trait, and I think they wish they could just tell me to shut the hell up, but most simply say I’m too outspoken, but that’s just me, how I am! Sheeny, “I figure you’re either a leader or a follower, like with sheep–Right?” that my dad talking now, he’s sitting here with me. But I’d ruther be a leader, I mean, who wouldn’t? My parents are divorced, live with my dad–“I picked him cause he loves me, and I love you, don’t I dad?“ , it’s just that simple I guess. He teaches high school. I’m in high school myself now, but at a different school. High school is fun!

What often get’s me into trouble is that my dad, bro, Jason–who’s 12 and me are nudists! That doesn’t mean we run around the back yard waving our arms stark naked, we’re discreet about it here in town, and practice nudism when we’re at a nudist park, which is about every weekend in the warm months. But at home, with the curtains drawn, we often enjoy being nude, simply because it’s comfortable, and it’s fun. A lot of my girlfriends know about this, a selected few have come over and joined us in the nude–no hanky panky, I guess just old fashioned fun.

Of course that doesn’t mean that two of us girls can’t sleep in the same bed for an over-nighter–nude of course! Which can lead to all kinds of interesting adventures,. As far as boy-girl sex goes, I guess I’ve not made much progress there yet–all the boy’s I know are dorks, so yes, I’m still a virgin, but that doesn’t keep me on trying to seduce my friend Wanda, mainly cause she is such an unusually pretty girl–she’s also one of my converted nudists. We’ve been friends forever, but nothing sexual, you understand? It was about 11 p.m. and we had already got naked, and were laying on my bed talking, about boys of course. Almost as it always does, the subject comes around to sex. Knowledgeable as I am I was explaining how a girl should always be on top during sex, because she can be in control, she can control how deep he penetrates her, and how often, and she can stop it any time she wants. Wanda listened with eyes wide.

I told her how my dad and I were talking about boys who had a large penis, and if the occasion should arise, a lubricant is advisable. Wanda said “Sheeny, do you mean to tell me you and your dad talk about things like that?” “Yeah, of course we do.” I told her. “Look Wanda” I tell her “If you are tight with your dad, there’s no reason you can’t ask him things like “How come some guys get erections in class, don’t these guys have any control over their penis?” “Oh-my-gowd Sheeny, you are not serious!” ”Wanda, are you scared to talk to your daddy about sex, the same as you and I are talking?”

Sheeny, you are out of your fucking mind, you know that?“ “Why?” I ask. “Because, girls just don’t talk to their dad’s about sexy things like fucking” she retorted, “That’s why!“ and she crossed both her arms across her bare little boobs, (which are only 1/2 A cup) and stared down at me. “OK“ I said. I went to the bedroom door, opened it and called my dad. No answer. “Jason, where’s Daddy?” “I donno—out in the kitchen I guess.” my brother answers. “Well go get him and tell him I need him in here, will you?” I hear an “Okedoke” from him. Wanda panics. “Sheeny, We don’t want your dad in here, Wait, thats not what I mean, “God Damnit, wait Sheeny!” Of course, in a minute, in walks my Dad. Now my Dad has always liked Wanda, said she was going to be another Keira Knightley look-alike, cause she was so cute! As he comes in, Wanda try’s not to look at his penis, or a least she tries not to be obvious about it.

“Hey guys, What’s up?” as he sits down on the bed with us. I pitch right in. “Dad, Wanda and I were having this discussion about circumcision, about if it’s necessary for a guy to be circumcised. And we want to get a guys opinion about it, right, Wanda?” Wanda, with a blank look on her face, nods her head rapidly up and down. Well, what happens, we get to talking about penises and all, then naturally the discussion turns into a debate about sexual intercourse—and guess what happens? Dad get a boner–a magnificent erection.

Now Dad and I don’t think much about it, cause we’ve both seen it before, and know it’s just something natural–it’s normal for a guy to have erections ten times a day, right? And when you’re living in a house where you, your Dad and brother usually go nude most of the time in the evening, you see a lot of erections, believe me! But now Wanda is sitting on the bed next to my Dad, just about to freak out because Dad’s cock is pointed straight up! So we have to educate Wanda about erections. They are not poison snakes–they don‘t bite. It’s part of his body, you can touch it and you won’t turn to stone or go to hell or whatever. And finally Wanda makes friends with Daddy’s erection–finally she even holds it in both hands, to everyone’s astonishment!

Wanda was really impressed that Dad treated her like an equal, didn’t talk down to her. She liked that and I’m sure she appreciated it. After a while, Dad and Wanda were able to talk about anything. My Dad has a way of drawing people out, getting them to talk, and Wanda quickly fell under his spell. In no time at all, Wanda was telling us all her secrets, everything. How she would use her older sisters vibrator when ever she masturbated. She even described for us, exploring her vagina for the first time, with a mirror. I was surprised when she allowed Dad to examine her breasts, with special interest on her nipples. ‘Fondle’ would be more like it ,if you ask me, tho Wanda seemed to enjoy it. You know, I think one thing that she really enjoyed was sitting up close with my Dad, naked in a non-threatening situation. Like he was just an intimate friend–sort of a secret friend, you know, the kind you that you masturbate with.

She was finally able to examine a man’s penis—even watch as it became erect, a special treat for her. But most of all, he didn’t treat her like a girl, he treated her like a woman! I know that If Dad had asked Wanda, She would have said “Yes please, I do want you to fuck me!” But, of course my Dad would never do that. The four of us had become close friends, but dad finally left, taking his erection with him. It was interesting that, the whole scene left Wanda so sexually stimulated that after he left, all she wanted to do was talk about was fucking—that, and lay up real close to me while we talked.

Any way Wanda and I then get deep into talking about fucking, and how it would feel, and all that stuff, and if it would really hurt the first time he put his penis inside you? Well, when both of you are naked, talking sex gets pretty insane. Finally I tell her, “Wanda, if you have to, go ahead and masturbate.”

“Sheeny Wead you’re a wicked girl!” And then we both hug and laugh like crazy. By 2 a.m., we’re pooped. Wanda says she’s going to get into the shower, cause it was getting late, and she ducks into my bathroom. I laid there on the bed for a few minutes, then thought: What the hell! Since I was already naked, I went in the bathroom and joined Wanda. “You’re all wet and soapy” I shouted at her. “God!—you surprised the piss out of me.” “Well I was lonely out there all by myself, so I came in her to be with you.” and I cuddled up to her under the hot spray. “You’re just still hot from talking about fucking–you can’t fool me!” she said. Grabbing the soap from her and rubbing it on her tummy and her pert little breasts, I admitted, “Your right, Hon, I’m hot and wet–if you know what I mean, and I don’t know how to do any thing about it.” I massaged Wanda’s breasts, holding her close, “Oh my“ she said, smiling.

“Does that feel good, Honey?” “Mmmmmmmm” was all I could get out of her for a while. “Do you like it when I soap up your breasts like this my little pet?” This time Wanda managed “Oh Sheeny.” I pulled Wanda to me till our tummy’s met. I reached around her with both soapy hands, and massaged her butt. It was like mine, soft and smooth, and when I pressed hard, I could feel the muscles. I pulled her hips hard against me–she looked up at me, startled. And I kissed her! Her lips, so soft they were impossible, nothing could be that lovely, yet she offered them as a gifts to me tho they were priceless. I traced those red lips with my tongue, feeling rich beyond wanting, then she slipped her tongue into my mouth. Gazowie! She opened her mouth to me, and our tongues met. Sorta shyly at first, then like new playmates, they held hands and just skipped around in there. It’s like you can express yourself with silent words in a kiss, you know, loving words!