Last summer I happened to be in the Caucasian waters, in Pyatigorsk. An old university friend invited me there – Dr. Stefelman. Having a decent practice, he lived at full pleasure, using Moscow ladies who treated old lady sores. In a word, I gathered, having entrusted the house of the house at home and now the train, not without comfort, delivered me to Pyatigorsk. I will not dwell on the beauties of Caucasian, local morals and customs, I will go to the main topic of the narrative.
After a week, drinking wonderful Kakhetian wine, fruits and vegetables, as well as mineral water, which made a diarrhea typical for these places, I got used to it and sat in the room of the hospital, where a private reception was led. Patients were typical, the complaints were monotonous, even began to miss, although the sum of the fees pleasantly caressed the wallet. You can’t make such money at home. The next couple received recommendations on how and what water to drink, how much and so on. The burly lady lingered for a minute, asking:
– And you could not advise a daughter on a piquant problem … I don’t even know how to put it softer ..
– Chickpeas, sir, ”I supported, correcting the pince-nez, which, honestly, was not needed. I wore it just for solidity.
– The fact is that my daughter, Polina, complains about intestinal hypochondria, constipation, in other words. It walks once every five days and when we make an enema or give a drink of a decoction of a sheet of Alexandrinsky. You understand, doctor, concern. The girl has been thirteen years old, monthly last winter came, so that the problems of this are completely useless…
– Of course, you can help grief, but in the beginning I would like to look at the patient, because the disease can be serious.
– I absolutely agree with you, especially since our Dr. Tsuckekesmidt, ”the lady emphasized,“ highly recommended to visit the waters. Now not getting into Baden-Baden, the war, as you understand, is honestly, a little expensive, so they decided to go to Pyatigorsk. Polina, go to the doctor.
The door opened and did not ascend into the office, and a thin teenage girl slipped through an inconspicuous snake. Having become at the threshold, I crouched in Knicksen, muttering:
– Mom, the name was?
– Called, called. Come closer, the doctor wanted to inspect you and take part in treatment.
The girl, under the sneaky, looked at me, sat down in Knicksen, muttering:
– I will be wise grateful if you help.
– Then go here, for the screen, take off the upper dress, lower the pantalons, go on the side, on the couch, bend your legs to your stomach. You, Madame, have to stay on the inspection, because you should know for sure the cause of Polina’s suffering.
Polenka’s gaze, childishly clean and naive, did not come off the floor. The girl’s modesty, the presence of mother, demanded from the educated girl and the behavior of the corresponding. Nevertheless, obediently went over the screen, from where the sound of the dress was removed, some kind of fastener or hook clicked, a quiet voice, not a voice, but a half-whisper, rang out:
– I’m ready…
Rinse his hands, wiping with a towel, passed by the screen. The girl stood against the wall, bent over, clutching a crumpled lower skirt to her chest, covering her free hand, though unsuccessfully, the affected area. Smiling to calm down at least somehow, and to calm down himself, with caution, unusual for the doctor touched his shoulders with his fingers, the neck of the girl. The milk smell of the skin of a young body was delightful. I stroked, massaging and checking the tone, the back is lovely, I go down below. Here, finally, approached the buttocks.
– Poklug on the couch, on the side, with his back. Bend the legs a little at the knees.
Under the vigilantly strict Mamashin gaze, the girl obediently lay down. The discoverer of the treasures, holding his breath, bowed, putting his palms on the elastic buns of buttocks, spread them to the sides. Perfectly smooth halves parted, before the eyes of a pink-brown star of a girlish anus. He took the right buttock to the side, opening a shallow hollow, the rose of the sphincter’s folds was funny, gathering, then dealt, as if in the inviting “smile”, they say, what time we were waiting, waiting for …
The appearance of the opening of the anal seemed strange, the edges were reddened and shone, as if polished. The tiny grayish-brown knot of hemorrhoidal stuck out, nothing surprising, because the girl has chronic constipation. Without an enema, probably not a day, involuntarily hemorrhoids torture. But why the skin of an anal socket is so unusually shines? And then, where is the readiness for inspection? Usually patients, especially young, opposed manipulations in every possible way, and a clear joy.
– Hmm, you can’t do without a deep examination…
Rather, for the sample, he asked whether he knew about Clistir, is he not afraid of the procedures. Polenka, quietly answered:
– In our house it is customary. Bonna – Madame Josephine puts Clisters to me every other day, or even twice. To be honest, I do not like, as he does, it hurts, but she demands that she endure, and even on purpose, in the ass, the tip moves. I can’t transfer this in any way, I immediately want to go on a large one, and it forbids, it requires that she tolerate, curses, hits the whip ..
The case of constipation was launched, like we, doctors, usually say, Polina, certainly needed immediate help, especially, mother, menacingly frowning his eyebrows, stood nearby. Without losing time, he began to fill a glass jar with warm mineral water, promising that everything would be quickly. Filling the mug, I asked Polenka to take the appropriate pose.
Put in the classical – “a la yours”, which in French means “cow”, for some reason in the fragmentation called “cancer” on the couch inhabited adhesive. I gently slapped- stroked the girl on the buttock, asking not to squeeze, lubricated the finger with a peach oil with peach oil. He massaged the hole of the anus, shallowly, for one phalanx. Then he moved deeper, more energetically, extending the anal ring wider, the procedure was apparently not in the novelty, introduced her finger until the end. The alluring, mysterious rear cave of a girl, attracted with unknown force. I repent, gentlemen, after the experiments with the sister of Victor – Zinochka, I became a great fan of the anal games, a kind of Spartan king Leonid, a historical connoisseur, by the way, similar methods. Although I understand some bias and disgust for such a game among individual listeners.
Trying not to rush, I asked the girl to move my right leg. She obediently fulfilled this, the finger again began research. Polenka quietly and somehow joyfully, hesed, clearly moved towards, helping the promotion. Keeping external equanimity, trying to impress a professional, but, at the same time, afraid to break the charm of the examination, penetrated deeper. Innocent, the girl’s body leaned towards, the Anal hole suddenly came to life, starting to pulsate as if in response to the study. That hour, the finger removed to see in detail the state of the anus. Surprisingly, he contracted!
Squeezed independently, gentlemen, as if demonstrating beauty, opened by the bud of the spring flower, exposing the pale pink petals. Polenka often breathed, her body was curved with a completely female bend, slender, thin legs, covered on the feet with a small mesh of childish snacks, trembled finely. Keeping seriousness and muttering under his nose of Latin terms, he began to stroke the tight semicircle of the buttocks with his left hand, accompanying stroking the request to calm down. And suddenly, the silence of the observation cabinet violated the moan of Polenka, the moan is not suffering, as it might seem to a person to an ignorant, but a very specific. I have heard a similar moan of the advancing intoxicated passion many times. A moan of mature carnal love, the love of a multi -hearted woman at the time of the happiness of the orgasm.
The last days I had no proximity to the ladies, so the call of the female who was waiting for the intercourse of the female breast excited to the extremes. Feeling that in a moment I would shed the accumulated love juice, I tried to pick myself up. The index with a brown -shaped finger plunged into the anus of the girl, stuck it like a Scythian rapist. In response, Polenka sometimes grunted quietly, while I pressed on a dense fecal plug that prevented the natural emptying of the intestines. After a couple of minutes of work with a “coal”, he took out a finger, soiled off with excrement. A multi -day constipation is not a joke. Wiped his finger, saying that we will now put an enema. Putting the “buns” of girlish buttocks, he easily introduced the tip, as promised, made it quickly and did not hurt.
Polenka lay calmly, patiently waiting for the end of the procedure. Glass tip entered to the whole depth, I opened the tap to half, warm water slowly flowed into the rectum. Waiting, crouched nearby, massaging her stomach. She accepted the procedure by quiet, without sighing, not asking, only sometimes turning a nice face, asking a complaint in a complaint in a complaint, how many remains.
She withstood the fields to the enema to the end, pulling out the tip, praised for patience, after a couple of minutes Polenka was already on the seat of a newfangled device from faience, funnyly nicknamed the foreign word “toilet”. What sincere happiness the girl’s face shone when, breaking her legs, she crouched over the faience.
Directing before the eyes of an outsider, with a noise releasing a gase, gurgling, expiring water, she was genuinely happy, judging by lightweight sighs. It was even clear to an outsider what kind of joy it was, joy is genuinely sincere. It could be understood. Not enough that can be compared with the joy of bowel movements after an enema. What can be objections, conventions or girlish shame? Down, all down!
Only a feeling of complete emptying. According to the recipe of the Berlin specialist, Professor Schulz, it was necessary to repeat the therapeutic Clistir, which I said.
Without leaving the toilet, she opened her eyes in surprise:
– Maybe enough once? It seems to me that everything turned out to the end ..
Authoritative, not allowing objections in tone, stated that it should be repeated, then it would definitely become better and, in order to stop the bothering, filled the Esmarch’s mug again. Polenka sighed, did not argue. Standing from the toilet, hastily missing between the buttocks a cotton swab, she re -sank to a procedural couch. He squeezed elastic buttocks, jerking under his palm, promising that the second procedure would not be as difficult as the first. The girl dutifully sighed in response. Again moistened the tip in oil, spread the semicircle of the buttocks, the “rose” no longer needs to be prepared, inserted the tip, several times rhythmically moving in the anus, turning out the pinkish-brown small folds.
To let water in no hurry, trying to extend the process. Supporting some Beliberd in Latin, as if thinking about the state of health, with his right hand he touched the girl’s pubis, spread his chubby labia. Barely covered with curly rare blond hair, they did not hide the tiny stalk of the clitoris at all. This was my secret goal, my mother stood behind her and could not see “manipulations”. Continuing to deliberately grunt, as if conducting a study, he rhythmically moved his index finger. You may not believe, gentlemen, but this form of “research”, apparently, was also not in the novelty for the girl. She absolutely did not oppose, on the contrary, she moved her puberty to meet her finger, as if inviting deep. To deprive the innocence of the girl was not at all part of my plans, there is enough masturbation.
Suddenly, through the ajar window, that day it was stuffy, the sounds of a wind orchestra came, which had fun a resting audience with marches, polkies and rollers. The finger was immersed on the eve of the vagina of the girl, I ran into the rectum of the gut. The goal was simple – to make sure that the dense feces, which stood with a traffic jam and so annoying Polenka came out completely. So both fingers met, contacting the thin partition. Could not resist, rubbed a finger on a finger.
The girl did not resist, and here, with surprise, I felt the response cramps of the muscles. And not single, but rhythmic. At first, they did not understand their nature, when suddenly the movements of the circular muscles of the Polenkin vagina and the sphincter coincided with the rhythm of the waltz, which came from Kurzal. It was the famous “Sleep the eagles of the fighting”. Jew of the drum, girlish spasms, you will understand me, gentlemen, what was left to do? And I in the same rhythm, like a conductor, pushed my fingers.
Without hiding, confidently and openly massaged the clitoris, not forgetting to move the “three-fourthly” with another finger at the pace of “three-fourthly”, moving through the mild and supple muscles of the sphincter. But a little good, as they say. The second enema was quite light, poured the water, withstood the time, took out the tip, the girl rolled over the width with bare legs, again went to the earthen of the toilet, empty this time until the end. After that, another inspection followed. Girl, what kind of clever, she understood without words, with her back to me, confidently moved her ass and “planted” easily, as if it should have been to the length of the index finger. Clipping, plunged into the hot density of the girl’s anus. Not yet believing to the end, in a miracle of what was happening, he felt the warm depth of the young body. Pulling time, with a thoughtful look, turned to his mother and said:
– Strange, I just can’t palpate the intestines. Still, something interferes… As you said, a chair, ma’am, has not been?
Polina answered quietly, a sheet of autumn rustled:
– The fifth day… Even the calls disappeared ..
– Hmm-aa … you have to repeat the examination ..
The finger went away, Poleka bent, helping, leaned towards. So, in my friendly efforts, I explored the girl’s anus, moving my finger for a long time and deep, sometimes it seemed that the body could not stand such pressure. But the girl turned out to be a miracle as patient, frozen, listening to the sensations, hesitated for a second, began to move her hips. But not forward and backward, towards my finger, as I suggested and what I hoped, but in a circle, as if writing out the geometric figure of a circle. As I understood, trying to enjoy, not wanting to release a finger from the captivity of anal. There were moans in the silence of the office.
– Pauline! What’s happened? Does it really hurt? Don’t be silent, tell me? Does it really hurt? Why were they silent during inspection? Stop immediately! What kind of tricks? Nikolai Aleksandrovich – the doctor knows what … gain patience, understand, only intestinal irrigation with water of the shared will remove the feces, if you will not endure, you can’t recover naturally at all, it is fraught with a surgical operation, ”the mother said in a harsh, in harsh, not overpassing objections.
– Ah, mother, what are you saying! I agree to everything, but there is no operation, – the girl, judging by the voice, was scared in earnest.
I intervened to calm the patient:
– Calm down, you have so gloriously suffered a finger study and Cquistry, there is very little left. Mademoiselle now start the last procedure. Madame, ”I turned to my mother,“ there is nothing special or attractive in her, go, while walking at the Baveum literally five minutes. There are now many guests from St. Petersburg, you will probably meet friends, and in the meantime I will finish. The orchestra is wonderful, it will play another hour ..
The lady got up, stiffly stepped up, left the office, without even casting her gaze at her daughter. On the desk, an envelope was whitewashed, apparently, a fee for consultation.
Having spent it before the exit, he immediately returned to a young patient. Polenka was a wonderful picture. Standing again on all fours, this time without my reminder or order, on the edge of the couch. A thin body, arched by an arc, a “star” of the anus was visible, which often contracted. Of course, it is sad that this happened without my participation. For a moment it seemed that the brown wrinkled hole, mockingly waved, saying that the doctor could still?
The pulsating member, twitching, tightened, the convulsion brought her back and legs, flashed, immediately went out. Yes, gentlemen, the adventure did not make it possible to enjoy the young body to shame. Imagine, finished like a gymnasium-prepare, peeping behind the girls on the pond, right in the Palzons. Trying to smooth out a pause, asked:
– You see, today we must finish. And you and me (only then I understood the ambiguity of the phrase). Isn’t it tired?
– I? Have mercy, because I don’t need any efforts, it should be tired. All day to do this, this is a heroism. I can endure at least five enemas in a row and I will not get tired of a bit at all.
– Well, glorious, let’s get more convenient, relax – I extended. The smooth rod of the glass tip of the enema, with a magic wand of the Fairy of Morgana, inserted into a girlish anus, resting against something dense. Obviously, these were the remains of feces, moving the tip and taking it out, he saw a small piece of feces, which fell to the bottom of a metal basin standing by the couch. Further revisions passed easier, at the bottom of the basin lay a handful of sprinkled, like sheep, feces, dark brown. Now the intestines were completely cleared, with a complete guarantee.
– Tell me, Nikolai Alexandrovich, everything is already?
– Yes, Polenka. Relax, a little and you can be free. Probably, Mom was waiting…
– Strange, but Dr. Tsukekeschmidt always said that it was necessary to ensure the treatment to be fixed, to do the procedure. At first I was shy and was afraid, but he explained everything so well and taught everything, everything. So now I know a lot about treatment and everything else ..
– About what, for example?
– I know why you stroked my hand in front. I already know where in men a certain organ is growing, and how it is called differently. At first, the doctor showed everything in the books, and then, when I understood everything, he allowed me to touch my hand so that I stroked with my fingers, right on the naked. It was so interesting! I stroked-terrified, and he asked me to do so faster. Oh, what a chatterbox I am, because you know everything without me, you are a doctor. Mom is constantly scolding me, how they say I am a chatterbox ..
– Continue, go on, it’s very interesting to listen to ..
– Well, here, I quickly move my fingers on the penis, and his face will become red, his eyes roll under his forehead, the phallus becomes so thick as a sausage, swells to the impossibility. Well, then we finish the treatment.
– How?
– Oh, don’t you understand? He inserted and moved here. At first it hurt, but quite a little, I am patient, I was soon used to it.
– Wait, wait! I did not understand, he was inserted right here? – I pointed to the gap.
– What do you! It’s impossible to do it here, because I’m a girl. I need innocence to marriage, keep in whole. The doctor put it here, – with these words he poked a finger between the buttocks, – quickly and quickly moved. Mom was always surprised why the doctor went out to the reception room all red and sweaty. But it did not hurt at all, even vice versa. Then I went so funny for the whole day, and it was easy to poke it after. It hurts at the very beginning, sometimes it happened, the doctor always started a gramophone. He has a favorite plate – “Sleep the fighting eagles”. Music played, Mom did not hear anything, sat next to the reception room. After all, I sometimes did not restrain myself, cried out. And you are so cute, I liked it right away. I really want you to finally treat me in this way.
Since the time of Hippocrates, there has been a rule among doctors: “About colleagues, only good or nothing”. Thanking the doctor from distant St. Petersburg unknown to me, he corrected the pince-nez and giving his voice bass solidity said:
– Yes, sir, I also heard about a similar method. I ask, Polenka, start as you are more familiar and more convenient ..
The girl was not long in coming…. smiled slyly, gleaming her eyes through the half -worn thick eyelashes, coquettishly with both hands lifted up the batist of the shirt, she never wore the pantalons. Still childishly, probing breasts had outlines from swollen tubercles of rising under the skin. A flat stomach with a tempting fossa of a lifted navel shone with a whiteness of St. Petersburg, that is, not touched by tanned skin. The neat slices of the large labia piquly puffed below, recalling a large apricot, the skin on them, barely covered with hair of vegetation, has already begun to darken a little on this miracle of nature.
She sat in front of me on the couch, right in her face stared with her “eye” my cock. The first wave of eruption of the seed made him several, as if softer to put it, “thoughtful”. That is, he did not puff or stuck triumphantly high, trembling in impatience, all in vain. Embarrassment, gentlemen. Full Afront, any similar would have happened. But Polenka, just gold, not a patient. As if nothing had happened, deftly pulled the foreskin with her flesh, opening her head, bent to her, and, sticking out her tongue, circled around. Stunned by what was happening, I watched what was happening, it was unusually pleasant.
The fields spent a couple of times with her tongue, then, clinging her lips and, spreading them around the head, began to swing the curly head from side to side. Turning her head to one side, she walked with her lips and tongue along the penis to the scrotum, licked her, and then completely absorbed both testicles into her mouth. It was felt how she gently sucks the testicles with a tongue. Then, stretching out her lips and tongue, she let the dick completely into his hot mouth, exhaled, the feeling was magnificent. Slowly pushed her head, a couple of times even slightly bit with teeth, breathed more often. Subskaling, she was sitting on her mouth on the stronger barrel of the phallus, pooping her nose in the stomach.
Lips and tongue moved faster and faster, I felt the heat spilled throughout the penis, it begins to grow stronger and vibrate from its caresses and my desire. I held my breath, feeling how the erection of the fallos worker rises and increases. Hugging the girl for thin shoulders, pulled to him. The phallus, released from the Pauline efforts and an influx of blood, stuck out a solid rod, lifting his head to his stomach. Polina, opening her mouth, was fascinated to observe the metamorphoses of the organ. She stopped sucking and kissing him, with her fingertips, as if exploring, smeared a drop from the urethra.
This is a small Petersburg miracle, not a little shy, on the contrary, moved closer, hugging a thin pen by the hairy hip. A thin back stroked anxiously, feeling the protrusions of the vertebrae, she, holding her breath, closed her eyes, trembling with her whole body. Having finally mastered, the fields sighed, delaying the air in her chest, as if before a jump into the water, as if deciding on something and … my heart was thumped in my chest, it was possible and fell, frozen from the approaching happiness. A wave of heat pierced the body, circled her head, losing her mind, kissed the girl’s neck, shoulders. Without responding to kisses, she climbed a nimble squirrel, climbed onto her knees.
Sitting to face me, her legs were bombarded behind her back on her lower back, pressing on a trembling body, the twilight of the procedural room created a fantastic picture. There was no need to breed the buttocks to Pole, the legs spread widely to the sides, as if inviting to enjoy the freshness of the young body. Well, how can I not stay here. With an index finger, exploring the route, stroked the hole. Girl, sighed, annoying for slowness and misunderstanding. And then a miracle happened. Having slightly stood up, smoothly sank down, she seemed to be strung on the penis.
Deftly, without preliminary attempts, missed deep. A pause when I comprehended what was happening and waited for the continuation, was a short. Anal hole missed the member in the depths. How it was not like movement inside a female vagina. The difference is unusually acute, painful, sometimes I wanted to ask the girl “mercy”, convincing her to make “this” more tender. The haste of the first minutes passed, the movements became smooth, we sat still silently, swaying in a strange dance. Feeling, moving her hips, the girl let me deeper, clinging to her stomach. Little pame, did not forget herself, deftly masturbating the clitoris.
Suddenly the thin body trembled, Polina leaned back, barely managed to grab her by the shoulders. The member jumped out, if the difference in size seemed, in the beginning, an insurmountable obstacle, then experience gave confidence. Pressing his thumb on top of the head, deftly directing into the tightness of the anus, moved his hips trembling with tension, the sphincter again expanded again, skipping, honestly, completely without effort, organ. The head, with a satisfied champ, passed the ring, sliding into the rear cave, as if in oil or, more precisely, by vaseline.
And then the sounds of music, a military brass band, still entertained a vacationing audience, again. This time it was some kind of brave march. I do not attribute myself to music lovers, but I have any idea of the music. And the member again felt the rhythmic contractions of the walls of the anal. Little Shalunya, to obtain relief, squeezed an obedient organ again, but already in the rhythm of the march.
– O-Ooo-x-xx! – Only the girl exhaled, feeling the deep movements of the “plowman”, who cultivated the anal arable land before sprinkling the seed. The music was interrupted and here … the answer did not force. Sperm sprouted, once, another … Poleka whispered:
– How so? Wait, wait … I ask you, sir … I am soon myself … Well, soon… Oh-oo-ooo-oh!
A few more movements of a childish thin hips, trembling panted over her body, arched an arc, a blush with scarlet paint covered the skin of his face and neck. And here, to its embarrassment, the excess air escaped from the rectum with an indecent loud sound when the member left such a hospitable anal cave. Paul was embarrassedly ate, apologizing:
– Excuse me, please. This natural ailment, I get rid of almost always when Mr. Tsukekeschmidt is inspected. I know so obscene for the girl in the presence of an adult man. Excuse me, I’ll try not to do it anymore, ”the girl tensed, trying to delay the gas output, but by the passing of the Gay -Lusaak law, she could not do anything and the observation was announced by the rolls of output winds.
She was exhaustedly sitting on my lap, I clearly heard a quick and disturbing knock of my heart, my head rested on my chest, clutching, whispering gratefully:
– You don’t think, I’m not as bad as they think. And so to do so that you will spray from you, Dr. Tsuckekesmidt taught me, last winter. At first it was incomprehensible, and then it became like it, I even wanted to … You are so kind. They stroking a finger ahead, and the nasty Isidor Genrikhovich made me rubbed myself … He was so funny, eternal funny stories, and once I even saw how Mamenka kissed him. Just not like in a theater or in a symptographer, on the lips, but in another way. Well, you understand that it was she who kissed? His penis, from where the white splashes … I didn’t tell anyone, I didn’t tell you the first … If you want, I can kiss you … I can … I can ..
The sounds of a waltz came from the window, Polenka raised her innocent blue eyes, sighing dreamily, said:
– Ah, if you knew how I love to listen to music ..
Embarrassed, snapped his clock, looking at the dial, muttered:
– That’s fine, let’s look at the day after tomorrow, at the same time. They say that the orchestra will play another program, compatible, so to speak, pleasant with useful ..
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