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It's fascinating that our dreams often take the form of what's happening in our sub-conscience or if there has been a particular subject occupying our minds. It comes as no surprise then that given my weakness for long k** leather gloves and spike heeled boots that the subject of my dream incorporates these most wonderful forms of attire...
...As with most dreams it's often difficult to differentiate what's real and what's the figment of one's imagination...where one dream sequence begins and another one ends. In this sequence of my dream, I'm on the telephone to my local General Practitioner's office arranging an urgent visit to see my local doctor, all the while being conscious of my rock hard erection, the reason I'm seeking medical help.
“Hello, yes, this is Adrian Lambert, I'd like to make an urgent appointment to see Dr. James please”, I say into the phone mouthpiece to the receptionist on the other end of the line
“Hello Mr. Lambert”, the cheerful and sexy sounding receptionist responds, “I'm terribly sorry but Dr. James is away on vacation at the moment however he has authorized Dr. Talon to see his patients while away. If you could just let me know what the nature of the visit will be, I can brief Dr. Talon in order to make all the necessary preparations.”
“Well, um, let's just say it's a 'men's health issue' which is um, a little embarrassing”, I replied. “I trust Dr. Talon has many years experience as a physician?”
“Oh yes!”, she cooed back. “Dr Talon is our resident expert in men's health”
“Ok, that's great”, I said. “How soon can I come by, I really hope to get this thing sorted out sooner rather than later?”
“Well there's no time like the present, is there? Come on down right away as Dr. Talon's schedule is free all day”, she replied back.
“Fantastic! I'll be down right away”, I said and put the phone down.
How strange, I thought, that the doctor's surgery was completely free, but this was a dream and strange things tend to happen in dreams. My erection was so uncomfortable; the front of my trousers looked like a miniature tent with my hard prick acting as the main supporting pole.
As to be expected in dreams, the laws of physics don't apply and so found myself whisked away to the doctor's surgery. So one second I'm in my house and the next I'm walking through the entrance of the surgery.
The entrance was typical of many modern surgeries: lounge chairs, sofas, the receptionist desk and some rooms off a hall which comprised the doctors' offices. Except in this case everything was white. I mean, brilliant, pure white from floor to ceiling including all the decor. The next thing which caught my eye was the receptionist. She was sitting behind an open plan table on top of which were the normal office items such as computer, telephone, Rolodex and so on. She was busily typing away and as I approached her desk she greeted my with a warm smile.
“Please take a seat Mr. Lambert, Dr. Talon will be with you shortly”, she said pointing to a lush white leather sofa directly opposite her desk.
The receptionist was probably in her mid to late twenties, dark brown hair held up in a tight bun, porcelain complexion, maroon coloured lips, with jade green eyes outlined by severe looking cat-eye spectacles. She was wearing a tailored two piece tight fitting chocolate brown skirt suit made out of very soft leather. The texture of the leather was almost glove-like and the sleeves of her jacket were mid length. To my delight her arms were covered in fine French k** leather gloves of the same colour and disappeared up her arms. Sitting there watching her type away with such dexterity with her leather fingers was almost hypnotic, the tip-tap-tapping like some far away ticking of a hypnotist's watch. Taking in the elegant beauty seated before me my eyes wandered down to her legs which were positioned together but angled slightly and my heart skipped as I could see she was wearing knee high lace up boots with at least six inch spiked heels. Her beautiful legs accentuated by the graceful form fitting leather and tightly bound laces which ended just below her knees, the ends of the laces which hung limply down in two proportionally identical bows. Conscious I was staring and my hard-on ever growing, I quickly looked away to avoid any more embarrassment.
Suddenly the tip-tapping of the typing ceased and was replaced by the recognizable click-clacking of high heeled footwear on the tiled floor approaching me. The receptionist leaned down toward me, gently touched my arm with her beautiful leathered hand and asked, “Is there anything I can get you Mr Lambert while you wait? Tea, coffee or a glass of water”
Turning toward her voice I simply mumbled that I was fine, trying to cover my erection with one of the waiting room magazines and maintain some little semblance of dignity I had remaining. Slowly removing her hand she reassured me that it wouldn't be much longer. Somehow I read into that innocent statement a cheeky double meaning but simply thanked her and she spun around and click-clacked back to her desk, my eyes following every move of her perfect hour glass shape, this chocolate coloured leather minx contrasting with all the white around me.
No sooner had she sat back down when the receptionist's intercom buzzed. “Dr Talon will be right here”, she announced.
Thank goodness, I thought as I wasn't sure how much of this torture I could take. Then my ears heard that distinctive click-clacking sound again, again the unmistakable sounds of high heels walking closely toward me. The surrealness of the dream took over and slowly metamorphosing before me was a tall beautiful goddess of a woman. She towered over me, her legs like pedestals supporting some revered object of worship. Boots, tall boots, extremely tall boots with what looked like four inch platforms and ten inch ultra slender spike heels. Her body was wrapped in a medical lab coat made of ultra soft leather which clung to her body like a second skin, barely able to contain her enormous breasts. At the waist it was pulled in so tight with a belt that it gave her the appearance of the perfect hour glass. Her face was extremely attractive with light grey eyes highlighted with a smokey coloured eye shadow, a hint of rouge and scarlet lips. The crowning piece of this beauty was a mane of thick waste length red hair. If you can picture the archetypical goddess as depicted by the genius artist Bill Ward in his erotic cartoons, that's what my eyes were beholding at this instant. The picture I've just described was not quite complete. As she extended her arm to shake my hand I could see that they were covered in the softest k** leather gloves I'd ever laid eyes on. I should also add that all her attire was white, pure, spotless, gleaming white.
Standing up with great difficulty owing to my predicament I extended my hand and she gripped it tightly.
“Dr Talon?”, I asked with a hint of confusion.
She let got of my hand and replied, “Yes Mr Lambert, very pleased to meet you. Please follow me into my office.” And with that we left the waiting area, me following this medical goddess, my eyes following every move and sway of her lush body as her ample buttocks rose and fell with the exaggerated gait brought about by wearing extreme high heeled boots. I felt myself drifting behind her to the office under some spell, my senses going into overload.
She ushered me into her office, swiftly closed the door and bid me sit down in a plush white leather chair while she herself sat opposite me in a similar chair. Slowly crossing her booted legs her coat parted slightly and I could see that her boots encased the entire length of her powerful looking legs.
“Now Mr Lambert, I've looked over your medical history and see that you keep yourself in very good shape. No evidence of any serious medical issues and you keep in annual contact with Dr. James which is very commendable but judging by the enormous erection I can see almost piercing through your trousers that you're seeking advice about your penis. Would that be correct?”, she stated in a matter of fact way.
“Well, um yes Dr Talon. Well, you see, ummm...”, I stuttered along.
“It's quite alright Mr Lambert, I understand you being nervous but trust me, the best thing to do is be honest and candid with me.” she interrupted while moving forward and placing her leather gloved hand on my arm.
“Very well, Dr Talon, thank you”, I continued, “Well, you see I've had this raging erection for weeks. It's so uncomfortable and I'm getting quite desperate!”
“Tell me about your sex life”
“Well...it's pretty much non-existent as I recently broke up from a long term relationship and haven't been able to pick up the pieces so to speak.”
“And how many times would you masturbate in a day”
“Wh..what?”
“Come now Mr Lambert, remember honesty and candidness. Don't feel ashamed. Masturbation is quite normal and healthy. In fact medical research has shown a clear link with prevention of certain cancers where frequent masturbation is conducted.”
At this I turned beet red and continued,”Well, umm, I haven't been.”
“You haven't been what?” Dr Talon quizzed.
“I umm, I haven't been masturbating at all”, I stated quietly.
“I see”, she replied. “Well let's do a regular examination. I'll need to check you out thoroughly for myself in order to rule out some preliminaries. Please, if you wouldn't mind I'd like you to remove all your clothes.
“All of them?”, I asked with a pleading look.
Again gently touching my arm she replied with a slight grin, “Yes all of them please....and your socks as well”
I then proceeded to remove my clothes, starting with my shoes, socks, shirt and finally taking down my trousers, my penis stood out and erect like a flagpole.
It felt cool in Dr Talon's office but this did nothing to stem the flow of blood in my erect penis which I thought physically impossible to grow any harder.
“Please step this way to the scales, I just want to weigh you.” and gently guiding me to the scales took down my weight. “Thank you, please step off.”
Then taking a small wooden spatula and examination torch from her desk she came back and did the normal round of checks, say 'ahh' and all that but the feel of her leather gloved hands on my face, her leather coat brushing against me caused even more arousal. She felt my heart beat with a god awful cold stethoscope and felt the glands around my neck delicately in those leather sheathed fingers.
“I need to examine you more closely, please try to relax.”, she reassured me.
With that she gently prodded and poked my body, feeling here – squeezing there. I was going into another sensory overload being so close to this goddess, feeling the soft leather touch of her hands, smelling the rich scent of fine leather, hearing the creak of soft leather moving against her body. With every assault my body was enduring at the tender touch of her hands, my erection was growing even harder.
“Now Mr Lambert, I need to get to the bottom of your condition so will require your utmost co-operation. Please, close your eyes and relax”, she said in an almost whisper just inches away from my ear.
I could feel her soft hands now examining my cock and balls. Dr Talon had squatted down so that she was at eye level with my groin. With her left hand she cupped my balls and with the right was holding on to my penis, pulling back the glans, gently gliding her k** leather fingers over the delicate skin of the head. Her grip alternated between gentle fondling and firm squeezing. A soft moan escaped from my lips. I could feel her breath against my cock, her face so close examining, feeling, touching. Then she stopped.
“Hmmm, this may need another approach.”, I heard her say. “Mr Lambert, normally what I've just done would have cured your malady.”
“My malady?” I replied now looking worriedly back at Dr Talon who had stood back up towering once again over me.
“Yes Mr Lambert. What you're suffering from is a clear case of a combination of physiological and a psychological blockage. You see, to put it in layman's terms – you have an excessive amount of semen which has built up and we need to produce release as soon as possible otherwise it could bring on more permanent damage. I believe the recent relationship break up is preventing your body to cope with the situation properly so we need to administer some drastic intervention immediately. My last examination would normally have had you cumming in my hand within a few seconds. Truth be told, many a lesser male would have cum in their pants at the very sight of me dressed the way I am but you sir are one stubborn soul.” Dr Talon explained with a sexy smile. Continuing she said, “Let's begin. Please come over to the examination table and lie down.”
I hoisted myself up onto the cool white padded table, my body horizontal but my cock perpendicular.
“Now look at me and watch”, she said and proceeded to slowly remove her white leather lab coat, releasing each button slowly and seductively while piercing me with her clear eyes. At each movement, my cock was straining through it's skin growing even harder. My eyes were finally assaulted by her perfect body, arms gleaming white in k** leather shoulder length gloves, legs tightly encased in those impossibly high spike heeled leather boots, her breasts standing out like mountains, tiny waist and a perfectly shaved beautiful pussy. Walking over slowly to me, my mind was swimming in confusion, fear, trepidation but most of all expectation.
Climbing up onto the table she managed to stand upright on either side of my legs. Expertly she gently use her booted foot to separate my legs until I was spread eagled beneath her. How she retained her balance was a mystery...but this was a dream don't forget. She lifted her left leg and started to trace a line along my legs with her spiked heel until it rested on my ball sack. With that she started to prod and poke my cock and balls with that sky sc****r heel, circling, pressing, prodding. Again, my cock already at bursting had grown another fraction. She then placed her left foot down on the table resuming her dominant stance over me and lifting her right foot moved it over to my chest, gently pressing down on my rock hard nipples. I gasped as she exerted a little more pressure, the sight of her magnificent boots so close to my face. She removed her booted foot from my chest and shifted position slightly so that her left boot rested ever so slightly over my ball sack which was sitting against the soft white table. How she retained her balance without crushing my balls was beyond me as she again lifted her right boot and gracefully caressed my face with the heel and sole. Instinctively, I slowly yet gingerly grabbed her right ankle being careful not to throw her off balance and proceeded to lick her boot. How soft and wonderful the boot leather felt in my grip, the taste of her heel and all that leather was all enthralling.
“Yessss”, she whispered,”that's right lick my boot Mr Lambert. Drink in the richness of the leather. Feel the hardness of my sharp heel. Behold how beautiful I appear to you now.”
Like in a trance I licked and sucked at her boot as my cock bobbed up and down beside her other leg. But still nothing, no release. If anything, things were worse as my cock had grown to a ridiculous size. My balls felt like they were at bursting point with the amount of cum that had built up.
“Time to eradicate this once and for all.” Dr Talon said firmly as she quickly removed her boot from my face and squatted down, carefully facing her body away from me and lowered her perfectly rounded bottom just above my face. I could feel once again her gentle breath over my cock as she grasped it and my balls in those slender k** gloved fingers. What I felt next was pure heaven as she took my cock into her soft warm mouth. Up and down her head kept a pace over my cock alternatively licking and sucking the most tender part of my penis while with her leather hands she stroked my legs and scrotum. I could do nothing else but grab her buttocks and kiss away at her wonderfully scented vagina, gently prodding her labia with my lips and tongue.
“Yes Mr Lambert, yes that's right”, she purred through her sucking. I was getting more frenzied now assaulting her pussy with my mouth, kissing, sucking, nibbling. Our breathing became more gasping, heavier, both of us working in unison trying to bring about the much needed release. Dr Talon could feel my body tensing more and more as I lapped up her greedy pussy, moistening more and more with each assault.
“That's it...Mr...Laaammbbbert...thhaat's it...let it...let it go, let it gooooo....oh..oooh..oh..” she moaned in ecstasy as I could feel myself starting to burst. My balls contracted and it seemed all time and space froze in that portion of being on the brink until finally falling headlong into the ecstasy of orgasm. Finally my cock burst forth spray after spray of hot, white cum into Dr Talon's mouth while I lapped up her juices as a result of her own explosive orgasm. My licking slowed down to gentle kissing of her pussy while her leather hands cleaned up my now flaccid cock.
Moving around, Dr Talon crept next to me on the table, her cum moistened hands came up to my mouth and I gingerly licked them clean. Tenderly kissing me on the mouth she whispered, “There now Mr Lambert, all better now...all better now...” Her voice trailed off and her form gently morphed back into the whiteness of her office. I was drifting off again into another part of my u*********sness....
I woke with a start to the sound of the dreaded alarm clock blaring away. Thumping the snooze button my eyes adjusted to the digital numbers. 06:00 in the morning. Damn. But then as the rest of my body caught up with my brain I could feel my bed sheet soaking wet with semen where it had covered my crotch. With a smile I whispered to myself, “All better now Dr Talon.”
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