A Girl and Her First Apartment

They say you never forget the “firsts” in your life: first kiss, first love, first sexual experience, first job, and in my case, your first apartment.

I had just recently graduated from college, and had taken a sales job in a new city with a company that specialized in selling and installing security cameras. Although I was a little nervous about being out on my own in a new place for the first time, the uneasiness was nothing compared to how excited I was to move into the apartment that I had found. I really got lucky in finding it–it was a beautiful old two bedroom apartment in a great location with a view of a small park across the street. It was in an old brownstone with gorgeous wood floors, large windows all around, and a small terrace off the bedroom. My apartment was on the second floor of the two story building, with the ground level being an office. Upon closer examination I noticed that it was a doctor’s office, as the sign hanging outside it’s door said “Dr. H.P. Stephens, General Practitioner.”

After initially moving in, the next couple of months were like a blur, what with my settling in to my new place, putting in some longer hours at work to get myself established, and making new friends and exploring the new city I was living in. Finally, one rainy fall Friday afternoon, my workload had been light and my supervisor told me I could go ahead and take the rest of the day off. I was feeling a bit tired, so I decided to head back to my apartment and take a little nap before meeting some friends for a night of barhopping. As I walked past my building to the side entrance, I noticed that the doctor’s parking lot was rather full. I let myself into my apartment, changed into my comfortable clothes, and stretched out on my bed.

Just as I was starting to relax and drift off, I heard the sound of a door opening and closing downstairs. I didn’t think anything of it and started to drift off again, but the sound of voices got my attention. Apparently one of the doctor’s examination rooms was just below my bedroom. “Oh well,” I thought to myself, “as long as he doesn’t get any screaming children in there early in the morning, it wont bother me.” But, as the talking continued below, I couldn’t help but notice how easily I could hear the conversation. In fact, I could make out every single word they were saying! I sat up and looked around, and then I saw the reason for my involuntary eavesdropping–this old building had been outfitted with newer heat ducts that were placed on the wall just above the floor, and evidently the ducts on the first floor were placed just below the ceiling, meaning that the only thing connecting my heat duct with the doctor’s was a few feet of aluminum ductwork.

Sitting there on the bed, I felt something strange begin to happen. Even though I knew I should mind my own business and not pay any attention to the voices coming through the vent, I just couldn’t help myself. I turned and laid so my head was at the foot of the bed, closer to the heat duct. I could make out three voices, apparently a doctor, nurse, and patient, in a conversation something like this:

Voice 1: (an older woman’s voice) “Don’t worry dear, I’ll stay right here with you through the entire examination. You have nothing to be afraid of. It will be over before you know it.”

Voice 2: (a young woman’s voice) “B-but, I’m just scared, Nurse Anderson, and I’m so embarrassed! I’ve never been examined like this before. Won’t it hurt?”

Voice 3: (a man’s voice) “Now, now, Cynthia, there is absolutely nothing to fear. You should look at these examinations as a way to learn about your body, and as a way to make sure that your body stays in tip top shape. And, since this is your college physical, I would like to be thorough since you’ll be going away to college soon and won’t be able to come see me often. I’ve been your doctor ever since you were a small child, and you know that at any time, you may ask me or tell me anything that’s on your mind.”

At this point, I could feel my heart start to pound and my breathing start to increase. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I was about to listen to a young woman’s first gynecological experience! I was more than a little confused by what I was feeling. I felt slightly ashamed of listening in on what the young girl expected to be a very private moment between her and her doctor, but at the same time I was so excited at the thrill of “spying” on her, that I tried to hold my breath so I wouldn’t miss a word.

“Well Cynthia, in the outer office we discussed the procedures of your exam. Do you have any more questions you’d like to ask me before we begin? Now remember, I promise you that I will go slowly, and I will let you know exactly what I am doing at all times during the exam.”

“Thank you, Doctor Stephens. I’m still a little nervous, but I trust you. I think I’d just like to get it over with.”

“Okay Cynthia, well let’s get started then. Nurse Anderson, has Cynthia given you a urine sample yet?”

“Yes, Doctor, that’s been taken care of, and I’ve checked her weight and vital signs.”

“All right then. Cynthia, the first thing I need to do is lower your gown so that I can examine your breasts, like this…. very good. Now, I need you to lie back on the table, with your arms over your head. Now, first I need to examine your nipples to make sure they don’t show any abnormalities. First I’m going to gently pinch them between my fingers…..okay…..your nipples are normal for a girl of your age. Now, I’m going to slowly palpate each breast to feel for any lumps or cysts. It shouldn’t hurt, if you do feel anything uncomfortable, please say so.”

After a slight pause, the doctor said, “Okay Cynthia, your breasts are healthy and normal for a girl of your age. How are you doing so far, do you have any questions?”

In a voice that sounded slightly relieved but still embarrassed, Cynthia said, “Thank you Doctor, so far I’m fine. That wasn’t so bad, I guess.”

“Very good Cynthia, you may put your gown back on for now. This next part is one you’ll be familiar with, I just need to feel your abdomen to make sure all is well, so if you’ll just lie back down on the table, I’ll proceed.”

After another pause, the doctor said, “Nurse, will you please prepare Cynthia for the next part of the exam?”

“Certainly doctor,” the nurse said. “Okay now Cynthia, I know that this can be embarrassing, especially your first time having it done, but I’ll try to make you as comfortable as possible.” There was a sound of metal sliding out and the clicking of it being locked into place. “Cynthia these are what we call ‘stirrups.’ They allow the doctor to position you so that he can access your pelvic area in a way that is comfortable for both doctor and patient.”

There were sounds of sniffling, and Cynthia said, her voice wavering as if she were about to cry, “Oh nurse…I really don’t want to do this! Do I really have to?”

“I know you are embarrassed dear, but every woman goes through this at one time or another. There is absolutely nothing to be worried or ashamed of. I’ll be right here with you, so if you are uncomfortable in any way, just say so and I’ll help you as best I can, okay?”

“All right, I guess,” Cynthia said quietly.

“That’s a good girl,” the nurse said. “Now, what I need you to do, is to first lay back on the table…good…and now I’m going to place your feet in the stirrups, like this. Now let me cover your legs with this blanket so you won’t feel so exposed. Now the next thing you need to do, is to slide your buttocks down towards the end of the table as far as you can….that’s good, just like that. Okay doctor, she’s ready.”

As I sat in the twilight and listened, I couldn’t believe what was happening, as I was spying on this innocent girl, and when I heard the sound of the doctor snapping on his latex exam gloves, I started to get turned on just listening to them! I hated going to the gynecologist myself, and since I wasn’t sleeping with anyone lately, I hadn’t bothered to go for my most recent yearly check up. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter as I listened to the girl downstairs getting her first exam. Slowly, I removed my shorts and underwear and gently fingered my pussy lips and clit. Again I held my breath as the examination in the office below continued.

“Okay now, Cynthia. Just take a few deep breaths and relax. This exam will only take a few minutes,” said Dr. Stephens. “Now, the first thing I’m going to do is feel around the areas outside of your vagina, called your vulva and your labia. I need to check them and make sure there are no strange lumps or other problems. Just breathe deeply and relax.”

I turned over on my back now, and did as the doctor said, breathing deeply as I fingered my own pussy lips, imagining what it would feel like to be the helpless young woman getting felt up by an older man. Just the thought of it made my back begin to arch. I stopped and quickly reached into my nightstand for what I liked to refer to as my “fuck stick,” a vibrator that I had received as a gag gift. I laid the vib down next to me and continued to finger my pussy.

“Very good Cynthia, your vulva and labia are both normal and healthy. Now for the next part of the exam, I will be using first one finger, and then two, to feel inside of your vagina, to make sure that your vaginal walls are healthy and that there are no abnormalities. A woman’s vagina is made to stretch, so this shouldn’t hurt, but if you feel any discomfort at all, please say so immediately.”

“Okay Doctor Stephens,” Cynthia said unsteadily.

“Very good, now just keep breathing deeply, and I need you to relax your legs and body for me.”

Propping myself up on some pillows and spreading my legs wide apart, I followed the doctor’s orders and relaxed my entire body. I imagined the doctor was now just introducing his index finger into Cynthia’s most private of places, and at the same time I slid my index finger inside my pussy, slowly and gently. I wondered if Cynthia’s pussy was as hot and wet as mine was. My finger didn’t have any trouble at all sliding into my dripping cunt. I began to move my finger in and out, finger fucking myself, touching the inside of my vagina as I did, just like the doctor would be doing to Cynthia. Then, I imagined the slight gasp coming out of Cynthia’s mouth as the doctor’s second finger entered her tight little pussy. With both my index finger and middle finger, I finger fucked myself, feeling all around inside of me, and occasionally hitting my G spot. I was coming very close to an orgasm, so I withdrew my fingers and licked them clean, until I was calmed down a little. I listened to hear what was happening downstairs.

“Um, doctor, what you’re doing right now hurts a little.”

“Okay Cynthia, I know it’s an uncomfortable feeling. When I use the second finger on younger women it can sometimes hurt. From the way your hymen is very strong and intact, the pain you feel is your hymen stretching to accommodate my fingers. As you get older and become sexually active, your vagina will adjust to this. Nurse, would you please prepare the speculum, a smaller one.”

“Certainly doctor, it’s right here, ready to go.”

“Thank you. Okay Cynthia. For the next part of your exam, I will be using this device, called a speculum. It will be inserted into your vagina so that I will be able to view your cervix, which is the mouth of your uterus far inside your vagina. Again, you may feel slight discomfort, but this should not be painful. If you feel major pain, say so immediately. The way this works is that I insert it into your vagina in this position, and then I open and lock it. I’ll open and lock it once before I insert it so you’ll know how it sounds when it’s locked. It makes a loud click noise, which can startle you if you don’t know what it is.”

I heard a faint “click” come through the heat duct.

“Okay Cynthia, I’m going to insert the speculum now.”

Sitting in the silence of my room, I could hear my heart pounding, as I waited for that second “click,” to signal to me that the young girl’s privates were now fully exposed. Then I heard it, another faint “click.” I imagined Cynthia biting her lower lip, feeling the metal instrument go inside of her, wondering if there would be any pain coming in the next few seconds, and then imagined her flinch as she heard the “click” of the instrument locking. As I thought of this, my fingers made their way down to my pussy again, and I started to gently rub the sides of my clit. Thinking of the speculum entering Cynthia, I picked up my vibrator, switched it on, and thought about what Cynthia was feeling with her legs spread wide apart with a foreign object sitting so deep inside of her. I imagined myself to be her, helpless and ashamed in that cold office as I teased my wet pussy lips with the tip of the vibrator. Then, I forcefully pushed the vibrator into my cunt as far as it would go, so that I could just barely see the flat black end of it sticking out from me.

With the deep tingling sensation that the vibrator was giving me, my clit was starting to swell and was becoming harder with every stroke that I gave it. I let my head rest back on the pillows and surrendered myself to my “self-examination,” knowing, just as they kept telling Cynthia, that it would be all over soon. I was breathing very heavily now, and using two fingers to knead my rock hard clit.

“The next step, Cynthia,” I heard the doctor say, “is a test called a Pap Smear. I will use this small brush-like instrument to scrape some cells from your cervix, which is the opening to your uterus. When I make contact with your cervix, you will feel some pressure, but it shouldn’t be painful. So just try to relax for me.”

“Ow!” I heard Cynthia say loudly.

“Cynthia was that painful?” Asked the nurse.

“Well it felt kind of like a menstrual cramp, I just wasn’t expecting it. It just felt weird, is all.”

Then I started to feel that hot feeling in my stomach that spread slowly and teasingly down to my clit and to my cunt. The vibrator was rather strong for it’s size, and my pussy was getting so wet I had to use my other hand to keep the vib from slipping out. When I got a good grip on the end of the vibrator, I started to slowly pump it in and out of me, until my throbbing clit seemed to make my cunt cry out for a pounding fuck! As hard as I could, I rammed the vibrator all the way in and then all they way back out several times, feeling it as it hit my own cervix, experiencing that same “weird” pain that Cynthia had just felt.

“Well then, okay Cynthia, I’ve completed your pap smear, and I’m now going to unlock and remove the speculum……there. And we’re almost finished, there’s just one more part to the exam and then it will be over with. What I need to do next is to give you a rectal exam, to make sure that all is well in your lower digestive tract. This will only take a couple of minutes. What I’m going to do is put some lubricant on my finger…like this…. nurse, will you please apply some lubricant to the anus? Thank you. I will insert my finger and feel for any lumps or other problems in your rectum. Okay now Cynthia, it is very important that you relax. Okay that’s very good. Now I will insert my finger…okay Cynthia you’re doing fine but I need you to relax, don’t tighten your anus around my finger.”

Suddenly Cynthia bursts out, “But doctor, I feel like I have to um, like I have to um, you know….make a bowel movement!”

“That’s perfectly normal, now just relax and the feeling will pass in a few seconds.”

“Okay, it’s gone,” Cynthia said, sounding relieved.

“Good. Now I’m going to push my finger in a little farther and feel the walls of your rectum. I need you to push outward, like you are expelling a bowel movement. That will make it easier for my finger to slide in….okay good, you’re doing good. Now just relax. You can feel that I’m moving my finger around inside you, feeling for anything out of place. Have your bowel movements been regular these past few days, dear? I can feel a stool just beyond my finger, and it’s a little on the hard side.”

Sounding ashamed, Cynthia said, “No, I’ve been a little constipated lately.”

Hearing Cynthia’s anguished and embarrassed cries was about all I could stand as I lay there on my bed, rubbing my hot, wet cunt. Out of curiosity, I removed the dildo from my pussy, and seeing that it was already well lubricated, I slowly inserted it in my asshole. I had never tried this before, and I was surprised at the pleasing sensation it gave me. I also began to feel my muscles contract like I needed to make a bowel movement, but I remembered the doctor’s words as the feeling passed. I pictured Cynthia in the exam room below, legs spread wide apart in the stirrups, with a doctor’s gloved finger deep inside her tender asshole. I used some of my pussy juice to lubricate my clit, and rubbed it hard with the fingers of one hand while I finger fucked myself some more with the other hand. The vibrator that was now deep in my ass was making my pussy seriously wet, and I could start to feel the tingle deep inside. And then finally I lost all control. My fingers hit just the right spot on my erect clit and my back arched and my ass was completely off the bed as I had the most intense, earth shattering orgasm of my life. Waves of pleasure rolled over me as the contractions in my pussy and asshole became so strong that they pulled the vibrator deeper inside of me. As I furiously rubbed my clit the feeling was so stupendous that I let out a scream as the last and strongest part of the orgasm rippled through my pussy and asshole and I collapsed back onto the bed, feeling exhausted but satisfied as the sweat poured off of me.

I lay still in the silence so I could pick up on the conversation down below again.

“Nurse did you hear something? A woman screaming maybe?”

“Yes doctor, I did hear something. The tenants upstairs must have their television up too loud.”

I breathed a sigh of relief. The last thing I needed was suspicion, or worse yet, to get caught!

“Nurse, will you please get a couple of glycerin suppositories for Cynthia? Now Cynthia, when you get home, insert one suppository directly into your rectum. If you don’t make a bowel movement after an hour, insert another. They should help to make you regular again.”

“Ugh….okay Doctor Stephens.”

“Now Cynthia, I need to try to get my finger in just a little farther, so I can be positive that it definitely is a hard stool up there, and not an abnormality. This will be a little uncomfortable. I need you to bear down quite hard, so that your anal sphincter will relax enough for me to get my finger in farther. Okay…..very good.”

“Oww Doctor this feels AWFUL!”

“Yes dear, I know,” said Nurse Anderson, “but the doctor needs to be sure it’s what he thinks it is. Just relax.”

“Okay Cynthia, I’m now going to withdraw my finger very slowly. You will again feel like you need to make a bowel movement, but the feeling will pass……okay. And we’re all done. Now was that as bad as you thought it would be?”

“No, doctor, I guess not. I still didn’t like it much, but I guess it’s a necessary part of growing up.”

“Yes, you are right. Well Cynthia, why don’t you go ahead and get dressed now, and then come meet me in the outer office, and I’ll discuss the exam with you.”

“Okay Doctor Stephens, I’ll be right out.”

With that, I heard the door open and close. Then, a few moments later, I heard the door open and close again, and all was silent.

As I lay in the darkness of my bedroom, I couldn’t believe what I had stumbled upon. I had never been so turned on in my whole life as I had been while I was “spying” on the doctor and the patient downstairs. Imagining how helpless and humiliated the young patient must have felt was another turn on for me that I would never before have imagined. I knew that my sex life was about to change for the better.

And then, I had another tempting thought. I worked for a place that sold security cameras, most of which were specifically designed to be hidden. Occasionally, a camera would get returned to us because of a malfunction, or it just wasn’t what the customer was looking for. A friend of mine who worked in the Returns department said that some of the cameras could not be re-sold, and said if I ever wanted or needed anything along the lines of used security cameras that he’d be happy to help me out. “All I need is a day when the doctor’s office is closed,” I thought to myself, “and I could install some spy equipment.” I had just stumbled upon a way to have all my fantasies appear on my television, in vibrant, living color!

As I got up to get ready to meet my friends downtown, I made a mental note to talk to that friend in the returns department. I had stumbled onto something good, and I was going to go as far as I could.

The end.