Erotic Female Doctor (Martial Arts Science Fiction Adult Fiction)

Many netizens who added me as a friend called me a master and thought I must be very handsome. In fact, I am quite inferior in this regard, because I am not handsome, let alone cool. But I am confident that I have a good eloquence, and I am quite burly and manly.

Years of experience have also taught me that being handsome only refers to appearance, and women nowadays prefer men with substance. Therefore, people like me who are simple on the outside but talented on the inside have a broader market.

I am not made of glass. I just love women, regardless of age or appearance. I think every woman has her merits, it just depends on whether you can dig out their merits! Do you remember the number? Okay, here is a classic example from my own experience.

Li is a young female internist I know. She is not very beautiful, but she is pretty.

She is 1.63 meters tall, with long black hair that is always tied in a ponytail and falls down her back. She has very long eyelashes, and her eyes are not big, but double brows. When she smiles and squints her eyes, you can see two shallow dimples.

If you smile, you will see two very charming little canine teeth. The teeth are very white and clean.

She likes to wear skirts, and I started paying attention to her a long time ago because of her sexy look and her frequent changes of skirt makeup.

But she was not talkative and had basically no habit of chatting with people. She usually went back to her rented apartment after get off work. I had always had no chance to meet her. Three years ago in the summer, she was in the outpatient clinic early in the morning. I came to ask her a question about a patient entrusted by a friend of a friend.

I still remember that day, there were not many patients and they all had appointments to see specialists, so she was the only one in the clinic.

She tied her hair into a ponytail, put a little light lipstick on her lips, and sat there reading a book. She wore a blue and white dress under her white shirt, the hem of which could not be seen, flesh-colored stockings, and a pair of red sandals on her feet.

I coughed lightly, she raised her head, smiled politely and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

I told him what happened and as I spoke I pulled up a stool and sat down.

After she answered the question, I didn't want to leave, so I chatted with her about this and that. I asked her where she lived, and she smiled and said, "In the apartment." I said, "Then how can I contact you if I need your help with anything?"

She told me the address in great detail and I memorized it secretly.

Later I asked, where does your boyfriend work?

I don’t have a boyfriend yet? She replied.

At that time, I suddenly thought, aren’t you going to work in the afternoon? Then what do you do?

She thought about it and decided to read a book in the house!

I crawled along his neck to his head and said, I'm fine, how about I come and play with you?

She thought about it and said, “That’s not a good idea. I don’t have any hobbies!” Forget it!

Later, I was really unwilling to give up, so I shamelessly said, it’s okay, I can come to your place, how about we chat!

Seeing that I was determined not to give up, she replied politely, "Okay!" Let’s talk about it when we have a chance!

I was about to say something else when a patient came over, so I stood up, turned around and said, "Wait for me at noon!"

She didn't answer, so I left in disappointment.

After lunch, the weather was very hot, so I washed my whole body with shower gel, sprayed some cologne, bought a big pineapple, and took a taxi to find her. The apartment she mentioned was very easy to find, and there was a very conspicuous sign where she lived, so it was easy to find her dormitory.

I went up 5 floors and arrived at the door. I saw some underwear hanging on the wire at the door. There was a bright red bra and panties, which were very sexy. I thought at the time that if she wore them, judging from the style of the underwear, I could conclude that although she was a very introverted person, she was quite hungry.

Moreover, according to my experience, such women are very powerful once they explode.

In fact, she was very hesitant at that time. After all, she gave everyone the impression of being cold and aloof. No one wanted to be friends with her because she simply didn't like to communicate with others.

So many people don't know her very well.

Of course, this means there is less negative news about her.

As for introverts, my understanding is that, as long as they are not homosexual, they also have emotions and desires, and they also desire passion. It’s just that they are always afraid of a certain power and afraid that their inner world will be understood by ordinary people, so we just need the key to open the door to their hearts.

You can easily get their hearts, and their common weakness is that if you get their hearts, it is easy to get their bodies, and these are also what we desire in the hope of becoming their confidants. Think of this.

I cleared my throat and knocked on the door gently. Who is it? Her sweet voice came from the door, me! After answering subconsciously, I felt stupid.

After all, we had spoken only once this morning, how could she possibly recognize my voice?

She didn't ask any more questions and opened the door. Maybe she had just taken a shower, she changed into a pink pajamas and wore a pair of red slippers. She was not wearing stockings, and her legs looked very white.

Her hair was wet and scattered on her body, and her clothes were wet. She wiped her hair with a towel and looked at me in surprise. Why are you here? Is there something wrong?

It seems that she is not very welcome to me as an uninvited guest.

This was a critical moment. If I didn't agree with him, I might not be able to get in and would be in trouble. So I coughed gently, smiled and said in the softest voice possible, "It's nothing. I just remembered when I was going to bed that I had an appointment with you that I haven't fulfilled yet."

I tossed and turned for a long time but couldn't fall asleep. I thought to myself that I am a tall and strong man and I can't go back on my word, don't you think?

I thought to myself at the time that the key to success or failure was whether she would let me in or not, so I had to be as disgusting as possible and say some classic and corny words that could touch her.

But she didn't appreciate it, she just smiled faintly and said! Okay, now that you have been here and have completed your mission, you can go back and rest!

I nearly vomited blood when I heard this, but even though my blood was boiling, I remained calm and continued to speak in a kind and gentle voice! No way!

To show my sincerity, I walked a very long way here and climbed 5 floors. Now I am tired and thirsty. The weather is so hot that I feel a little exhausted. You can't just stand by and watch me die! I just need to take a break and drink some water and then I can leave, okay?

When communicating with women, your wording is very critical. Here I used "OK?" instead of the commonly used "yes?". There is a qualitative difference. This is also what I learned from doing social surveys in college. I didn't expect that I would use it in picking up girls. hehe.

Unable to refuse, she had to let me in with a helpless look on her face.

The room is not big, with a living room, a kitchen, a bedroom and a bathroom. Just as I imagined.

I casually handed her the big pineapple, and she took it in her hand and looked at me in surprise.

I faced her seriously: I'm sorry, people in our community are too indifferent, so several nearby flower shops have closed down and only the fruit shop is still open, so I could only buy this pineapple!

She burst out laughing, revealing her little fangs.

You are such a funny person! She laughed.

I saw that there was a chance, so I continued seriously: Hey, girl, you won’t let me just stand there like this, will you?

Please give me a fan so I can cool down first!

Then please sit in the bedroom. The owner’s things are in the living room and have not been moved away yet!

She said reluctantly.

So I went to her bedroom, opened the door, and the air conditioner was on. It was perfect.

The small house is a few square meters in size, with pink paint on the walls. It seems that the owner is quite romantic.

There was a large double bed with a cool mat and a thin pink towel blanket on it. Next to the bed was a dressing table with some cosmetics on it. There was a tape recorder on a small table in the corner with a few tapes next to it. In another corner was a clothes hanger with her clothes hanging on it. They looked quite fashionable.

Although the room is not big, it is quite tidy.

She went to pour some water, and I sat on the bed, observing the layout of the room, looking for an entry point that could be used.

She brought the water and placed it on the dressing table beside the bed. I was afraid that I would have nothing to say and cause awkwardness, so I asked: Is my visit too sudden?

She pulled a stool and sat opposite me, combing her hair while answering, "Yeah, I thought you were just talking casually, but I didn't expect you to really come!

I chuckled. I must do what I promised to people!

This is my creed in life. Don’t say it’s as hot as it is today. If I want to see you, I will come as promised even if it rains knives from the sky!

By the way, you have good taste. Your clothes are so fashionable. If I didn’t know you were a doctor, I would have thought you were a white-collar worker in that company!

She smiled shyly and blushed, looking like an apple in autumn, and she looked particularly charming.

You are so good at talking! Those are all cheap stuff! It's not even of high quality!

Anyone who has read Mr. Li Zongwu's "The Art of Thick Black" knows his two most classic tricks: "Meeting people shortens life" and "Meeting goods brings wealth". I always use them on everyone I meet, and they always work.

Besides, no matter how many holes there are, flattery will never fail!

I continued to take pictures of her. No way, you are a girl with taste. There are not many people like you nowadays. Most women are too impetuous!

You are very stable and seem to have a lot of substance!

I don't know if what I said was too explicit, she just smiled faintly, looked up at me and said, "You are really good at talking. I am neither pretty nor talkative! Don't flatter me!"

I continued with a smile, staring into her eyes as expressively as I could, and said slowly: A woman doesn't have to be very beautiful. Although you can't be called beautiful, your temperament is unsurpassed by ordinary girls. This is your advantage!

She seemed to feel that there would be problems if the conversation continued like this, so she changed the subject and said: If you don’t sleep at noon, won’t you feel sleepy in the afternoon? I take a nap at noon every day!

Damn, after hearing her words, my mood suddenly turned cold. This is the most challenging time. If I don’t handle it well, all my efforts will be wasted.

I didn't answer, and pretended not to understand what she meant. I just continued to stare into her eyes and said: Have you ever had a boyfriend?

For a girl like you, when you were in college, guys must have been trying hard to pursue you!

She no longer combs her hair and slowly drinks water from the cup. I don’t like dating. It makes me tired!

How comfortable it is to be alone!

I don’t know if it was because I was thirsty, but I drank all the water in the cup.

Then he said, "No, in fact, two people are only happy when they are together. After all, God created another person because he was afraid that one person would be lonely!

Therefore, a woman without a man or a man without a woman will feel lonely and isolated, especially at night. Sometimes, lying in bed alone, they feel particularly lonely and always want to have someone around to talk to!

This sentence seemed to touch her, she lowered her head and said, "People depend on fate, if you don't meet, you can't force it!

I raised the cup and shook it towards her and said: The cup is big but there is not enough water. Can you have another one?

She smiled, stood up and said, "Can't you just speak properly?

At this moment, an idea suddenly came to my mind, so I said, "Give me a cup of hot water to quench my thirst."

She walked over with the cup and handed it to me, "Here, drink it!"

I reached out to take it with my hand, but deliberately didn't hold it tightly, and it slipped from her hand and spilled all over my pants. It was indeed quite hot, but impatience can ruin a great plan, so I endured it in order to get her, ah! I deliberately screamed and jumped up. She hurriedly said sorry and grabbed the tissue on the table to wipe it for me. I also pretended to wipe it in a hurry. It must have been burned, right? She asked.

I showed an innocent look, smiled wickedly and said, "It's okay, by the way, do you have any salt?

Yes, what do you want salt for? I laughed: Maybe it's overcooked, just dip it in salt and eat it while it's hot!

After hearing this, she laughed, revealing two rows of white teeth. She stretched out a hand to hit me, but I took advantage of the situation and pulled her into my arms. I grabbed her hand from behind her neck with my right hand. She rested her head on my arm, her long hair falling down like a waterfall. She grabbed the other hand with her left hand. She struggled, but I held her tightly. She glared at me, as if she was about to get angry. I quickly lowered my head and covered her mouth with my own, exploring her mouth with my tongue. She moaned and clenched her teeth to stop my progress. I tried to push her teeth open with my tongue and entangled my tongue with hers.

She suddenly bit my tongue, and I opened my mouth in pain. She raised her head, but couldn't break free from my hand. She gasped and said, "Don't do this, we are not familiar with each other, and I have..."

This moment is very critical. If you want to succeed, you must say extremely disgusting and corny words to keep her heart rate at 120 beats per minute, making her brain hot. It is best to leave her no time to think. This is the key to success or failure. I hope you all remember this.

What does it matter?

It only takes one minute to fall in love with someone. We stayed together for 30 minutes. I don’t deny that I have liked you for 30 minutes. Be good, don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you, just close your eyes!

After saying that, my mouth pressed tightly against hers!

Her struggle seemed to have lost its strength. I used all my kissing skills and gently entangled my tongue with hers. She cooperated with me clumsily. Although clumsy, I could see that she was also passionate because she was already making a humming sound. I thought to myself, oh my God! It’s the best!

I kissed her neck gently and licked her skin with the tip of my tongue from time to time. Every time my tongue touched her delicate skin, she would cry out softly. Her struggle became a decoration, so my hands had more space.

I licked her ear gently with the tip of my tongue. She closed her eyes, hunched her neck and hummed softly, while she reached out her hand and touched me aimlessly. This made me even more excited. I hugged her from the front and slowly moved my hand to her chest. She was not wearing a bra. Her breasts were very firm and well developed. Her nipples felt big through her clothes. I touched her nipples with my fingertips through her silky clothes. Her voice became louder. I pinched her breasts with my hands. They felt very firm and elastic.

I was shocked at the time, thinking that she might be a virgin. If an introverted girl's virginity was lost, and she had remained a virgin for N years, she would most likely become entangled and go to extremes.

But at that time I was so bold and lustful that I didn't care about much else.

While kissing her passionately, I rubbed her nipples. Because her nipples were very big, I wanted to pinch them hard, but I was afraid that it would affect the atmosphere because if it hurt her, she would have the idea of ​​refusing. But I couldn't stop the idea, so I rubbed her nipples hard with my hands. Who knew that when I pinched her, she screamed as if she was enjoying it very much, and she murmured "Harder, ah, harder!

Following her wishes, I squeezed her nipples hard, lowered my head, and licked the other nipple with my tongue through her clothes. After licking it a few times, I bit the middle of the nipple with my teeth and continued to squeeze with force. Her screams gradually became louder, as if she was having an orgasm. With my other hand, I reached under her skirt and touched her thighs. She moaned, put her head on my shoulder, twisted her body constantly, and made a humming sound from her mouth.

I touched her panties. They were made of silk and felt very smooth. The panties were a little wet and sticky at the position of her vagina. I gently rubbed her vagina through the panties. Her screams became louder, but her hands began to push my shoulders and her legs clamped together. I went in along the edge of her panties but couldn't touch her vagina. I was about to force her legs apart when she suddenly raised her head. Although her eyes were filled with desire and confusion, she pushed me away with her hand, muttering: Don't do this, don't touch here!

Stop it, let’s not go on!

Her hypocritical confession was a last resort for my actions, and I could not wear mourning. I gently held her in my arms again without saying anything, because any language is pale and powerless in the face of passion.

I picked her up and laid her gently on the bed. She didn't say a word. When I tried to break free from her arms around my neck and continue, she held on to me. I gently separated her hands and took off her shoes. She had small feet with pink nail polish on her nails. I grabbed her feet and kissed them, licking gently between her toes with my tongue. She was twitching weakly, and I licked her slowly. I put one hand on the inside of her thigh and stroked it, while my tongue licked down her thigh to her panties. It was made of bright red satin, very smooth. Through the panties, I could clearly feel the position of her vagina with the tip of my tongue. It was already wet, so there was a salty taste on the panties. With the tip of my tongue, I could feel a smooth and exposed pearl-like thing on the labia minora.

I lifted her skirt up, revealing her breasts. Her breasts were very big, and her pink nipples were very conspicuous. Her breasts were very firm. I sucked on her nipples slowly with my tongue, biting them with my teeth from time to time. Every time I did this, she would let out a sound of enjoyment. She didn't say anything, but just closed her eyes, grabbed the towel blanket on the bed with both hands, and pulled my hair from time to time.

I gently pulled down her panties, and found that her pubic hair was regular and neat, not of varying lengths like that of other girls. I was surprised to spread her legs, and found that there was no hair at all on her pubic area. Because her skin was very white, her pubic area looked very conspicuous, and it was light brown in color. I looked at it in surprise, and could tell that it had been trimmed.

But without asking any more questions, her labia minora were tightly closed together, and I used my hands to separate them, revealing a complete hymen that was clearly visible. Moreover, a lot of turbid and whitish liquid was flowing out of the hymen. Seeing this, I felt my head getting hot and I almost fainted.

The hole was not small and was exposed, as if embedded there like a pearl. I licked the hole with the tip of my tongue, gently at first, and then rubbed it with my entire tongue like a washboard. I couldn't see her expression, but I could hear her screams, which were very loud and a little hoarse. She clamped her legs tightly together, and I propped her legs up with my hands.

She opened her eyes and shouted in a dazed and lingering voice, "Fuck me, I can't stand it anymore! Hurry up..."

I felt the time was right, so I took off my pants. My dick was already ready to go. I climbed on top of her, held her legs with my arms, exposed her vagina, and aimed at the hole. It might be a little painful, don't be nervous! I will be very careful!

The cock dipped some vaginal fluid on the vaginal opening, spread it evenly with hands, then pressed against the vaginal opening and slowly inserted it. When I felt resistance, I pushed hard with my butt, and she went in! She screamed and pinched my arm hard.

With a sense of breakthrough, I stabbed to the bottom and touched the core of the flower, and she did it again! I screamed once, and I could feel that the second scream was because of comfort.

Although there was a lot of water in the vagina, it was still very tight, and the cock felt very comfortable being clamped. I thrust slowly. The tightest part was the vaginal opening, which clamped the base of the cock. Every movement felt very comfortable.

I started thrusting slowly, then gradually increased the speed, and her voice became louder.

When doing it, the hymen may still be a little painful, but the combination of pain and pleasure is a process that every woman has to go through.

You can see the enjoyment from her face.

I thrust hard, from three shallow and one deep to nine shallow and one deep. As time went by and the speed increased, her moans gradually became louder, and I felt the secretions in her vagina increasing.

Maybe because she felt good, she squeezed it harder, and I suddenly felt like a volcano was about to erupt, so I quickly pulled it out.

After taking a breath, she thought I was about to ejaculate, so she twisted her body and said: Don’t cum, I want more, I want more!

Thinking about her frosty appearance and stern behavior, and then looking at her aloofness an hour ago, and the blood on the mat an hour later, I was filled with thoughts. I never expected that she would be such different people on the ground and on the bed. It was obvious that with a little training, she would become a stunning beauty.

But for now, I always have to satisfy her and make her feel good. If I can't satisfy her, it will be very difficult to have sex with her again in the future. So I smiled and said to her: I didn't ejaculate, it's just that my leg is cramped. How about this, you kneel on the bed!

She got up and saw the blood on the mat. She paused and said nothing. I was afraid that she would be reminded of the past, so I grabbed the pillowcase and wiped the blood clean.

She didn't react when she saw me doing all this. She turned around and knelt on the bed. I stood on the ground and first wiped the blood on her vagina and buttocks with a pillowcase. I also wiped the love juice and blood on my cock, and aimed at the hole again. I felt that the volcano had been suppressed, so I took a deep breath, counted down after 3 seconds, and then inserted it in one go. She screamed, and her bed was just the right height. I put one leg on the bed, hugged her buttocks and waist from both sides, and inserted it hard, reaching the core of her flower with every thrust. She screamed loudly, and she was very excited when she heard me, so she started to insert it frantically. Because I felt that she was behaving a bit like a masochist, I tentatively slapped her butt with my hand.

Every time I slapped her, she twisted her body. I knew I was right. I pounded her flower core hard while slapping her big butt hard.

With a loud slap, slap, many red palm prints were left on the snow-white buttocks.

Maybe she felt very stimulated. She seemed very excited and suddenly increased the speed of her moaning. Then she moaned "ah, ah, ah" a few times, then lowered her head and supported the bed with her hands and didn't move. I knew she had an orgasm.

Pull out your dick. I laid her down on the bed, crawled over to her and asked: Did you feel good?

She closed her eyes and nodded, but didn't say anything. She just waved one hand to signal me not to speak. I had to lie down beside her to rest. After a few minutes, she let out a long breath and muttered: It feels so comfortable, you are so great!

I laughed and said: Of course, I'll be having sex until dawn! Hey, don’t be so selfish, I haven’t cum yet!

She opened her eyes, squinted at me, and said: What do you want to feel comfortable?

I said! Please lick my cock! She said, “I can’t!

I smiled wickedly and said, "I know you can't do it, but you can learn!" You are so smart, you will definitely learn it!

After some training, she stood under the bed and put my dick in her mouth. Because it was already very hard, she did as I said and imagined it was a popsicle and just licked it up and down!

She did as I said, but her movements were clumsy and not comfortable at all. I went slow when I wanted her to go fast, and bit the parts I wanted her to go gentle, so she used her teeth to do it. There was nothing I could do, a virgin is a virgin. I sat up in pain and said, "Hey, can you please concentrate? If you keep going like this, you will bite it off and I won't be able to ejaculate!"

She looked innocent, pouted her lips and said, "I really can't, just tell me patiently, don't be angry, I really didn't mean it!

I was a little anxious. After all, the most painful moment for a man is when he is about to ejaculate. Hey, even if you haven't been fucked by someone, haven't you heard others moaning?

So I patiently taught her again.

It started again. Although she was still not familiar with it, it seemed that she was trying very hard. I pinched her nipples with my hands, and she held my dick in her mouth and sucked it hard, while she gently pinched my nipples with her hands. It felt good. After a few minutes, the volcano began to stir again, and a wave of pleasure gushed out from the bottom to the top. She might feel like there was something in her mouth that she wanted to spit out. Don't stop, hurry up, hurry up! I'm about to break down.

She was obedient and didn't spit it out. Her head kept moving up and down, and streams of semen spurted out.

Ah──! alright! I let out a long breath and said.

She turned her head and looked at me, holding my offspring in her mouth. I waved my hand weakly and said, "That's all the essence of men, high in protein, you know! Swallow it, it will beautify you!"

She looked at me with a puzzled look, swallowed it painfully, and said, "Are you lying to me?

I said weakly, "What's the point of lying to you? It's really nutritious. Rich foreign women love to drink this! Come here, I'll make you a facial mask!"

She turned her body over, and I raised my upper body, stroked my cock with my hand, squeezed out the semen that was left in the urethra, dipped it on my hand, and smeared it on her face, while pretending to be serious, I whispered solemnly and mysteriously: Don't rub it for an hour, it can eliminate blackheads and acne, and it can also whiten your skin!

It is said on the Internet that the essence of Olay is this thing!

She said: What was the use of that time?

I said with a sly smile, of course not, how about this, since you are so cooperative, I will make a little sacrifice and suffer a little loss and apply it to you once a day! It’s very harmful to your health!

She suddenly realized that I was lying to her, wiped her face with her hands, hit me, and said with a smile, "You are so bad!

So I hugged her and rolled together again.

Later, after the second time, she lay in my arms, asked my name and asked if I had a girlfriend. When I told her that I had a girlfriend, she was silent for a while, but after training, I told her that the enjoyment of life is sex and that I can bring her pleasure, and she stopped asking any more questions after hearing that.

She told me that she liked to masturbate and that this is how she shaved her pubic hair. She also asked me if I liked it, and of course I did.

Later, this beautiful and slutty doctor became my mistress for two years. We had many kinds of sex. Although our sex life was extremely harmonious, I didn't like her introverted personality, so we separated in the second half of last year. During the SARS period at the beginning of the year, after having sex more than a dozen times, we broke up completely. Haven't contacted till now.

However, I still miss her very much. Later, I heard that she is now having sexual relations with 3 or 4 men. When others told me her affairs mysteriously, I felt indescribable in my heart. I knew that she would never forget me, and would never forget the virgin blood that was spilled on the mat and the "Olay Essence" that was applied on her face in that hot summer.

But to me, she is just a passer-by in my long life!