The ceremony was long and drawn out, especially for a graduating class of only a hundred or so students. But this university was the best in the world, and a tad hardcore, out of a thousand students, only a tenth stuck it out to graduate, and those who do are set in the medical field for life. But due to her research papers and theories, she was scooped up to work in the country's most prestigious hospital. She returned to her studio flat, that lost its comfort right after she started packing a week ago. But she did not have much time as the building's buzzer rang, letting her know the private moving crew, hired by the hospital to move her across the country to her new life. Standing one last time, she took a deep breath, her well formed breasts heaved as the men quickly loaded her belongings onto the truck. The car was there to take her to the airport.
Miriam sighed. It felt like an eternity ago that she was that fresh faced university graduate, but it had only been two years since she walked with her class. She stood in the full length mirror in her office and sighed. The constant activity kept her in shape, a very nice shape for the twenty-six year old. She unbuttoned her doctors coat, revealing that she was naked underneath. Her breasts were full, and looked ripe enough to eat. She absently traced the curves of her body, as she often did in the mornings with her cup of coffee. Taped to her leg was the wired control to the egg shaped vibe, turned off, as she had just left a department meeting. She practically lived in the hospital, despite having her own dorm like room on campus here, so it was not uncommon in this quiet section of the hospital to catch her getting more coffee with her coat open. It was not like hospital security was actively watching the Proctology wing.
Miriam had a problem, as she looked back on her life. She was diagnosed as a low level nymphomaniac, stemming from overwork in college leading to her needing a stress release. At first it was a boyfriend until she grew bored of him, then it became one night stands once a week. At the time of her graduation, she let the two moving men use her as a tip for their service. The feeling of their sweaty, big cocks stretching both of her holes to limit still makes her weak kneed and wet. But there was an underlying perversity in the reason she chose to work on men's asses. While she loved a good cock in her, what made her gush was the feeling of her custom made strap-on sliding in and out of a manly mans ass, it was sexually empowering to her. She had to eat poorly for a month in college to get it. She never got to use it much, until she started this job. The special thing about this toy was the tip housed a camera, and there was a clit tickler on the inside of the harness. But her 10 am was an emergency case. A regular customer of the hospital, as he was healthy, and suddenly was losing weight and fatigued. His file was on her office desk this morning, and once the ER and triage had him stable and in a room, she was to go visit him.
Matthew was at a loss. The thirty-five year old professional football player had fallen out at practice. Not that he was remotely famous, a glorified benchwarmer, but he played well enough to avoid being cut or traded. He woke up in his room, only recalling in passing the move from the ER. He was on his stomach, and felt a chill on his ass. The IV was dripping saline and some pain relievers into him, as he was complaining of being wracked with pain. He was higher than a kite in space, so when the young brunette doctor came in with a cart, and nurse he could only muster a weak smile, in an attempt to flirt with her.
"Hello Matthew, The labs came back, and there seems to be a problem with your rear. I am Doctor Miriam, the proctologist, and I will be taking a look back there."
"Unggh...n..no."
He weakly protested, but her nurse had his ass uncovered, and handed the doctor a fresh tube of medical lubricant. She put a glove on. She absolutely loved this part, addicting an uwilling man, to the pleasures of her small, delicate finger in his ass. She greased his asshole nicely, and using her training and experience, she first gently worked it in to her first knuckle. There was resistance, there was always resistance, but a small push, and the poking of his prostate, loosened him up, so her finger can fully explore the shit cavity. Annoyed she removes her finger. His cock was hardening, which put a smile on her face.
"Nurse, get a full clean out done, and call me in an hour, it seems I need a better view."
"Yes Doctor."
The nurse left as Miriam left, and Matthew relaxed. But his rest would soon be interrupted by an enema he barely would remember. Once his poop chute was fully clean, Miriam returned with her cart of tools with a monitor on it. But after returning to his asshole, she worked two fingers in, to open him wider for the "camera." Matthew let out a moan that was half pleasure, half protest. But like most men, it was the right level of confusion to allow her to get her rocks off, and to get that beautiful cock to grow for her. She made a pouty face, as she seen the ring on his finger, but right now, she was the husband, and he was her wife, and this was their honeymoon.
"I need you to rest your head on the pillow, you may feel some discomfort."
"Ughh"
He could only make grunts as she used the chair, on her knees, which put his asshole level with the camera. The monitor was calibrated as the video cleared up, and she could see his crack, taint, and the base of his hanging balls and cock on the monitor.
"Take a deep breath."
She cooed as she pushed the fake cock past his spread open cheeks, right against the puckered opening of his anus. The screen was dark, until the head of the toy pushed past the sphincter, and once it was inside, she switched the vibe on, and the smaller vibe in the harness on. She let out her own grunts, while the stoned man was moaning and breathing deeply, obviously starting to enjoy this. She watched the monitor as she pushed her hips forward slowly, taking video of the mans anal passage, taking quick notes as her breasts jiggled, her coat open again.
"Now Matthew, I need to try to get images of your bowels slightly flatter. This may be uncomfortable, or pleasurable. But either way, do not feel embarrassed if you either get and erection or climax from it, as it is perfectly natural."
"Y..yes..d.."
His cock twitched as it came. And what a load it was on the sheet and his knees. But she kept thrusting, getting close to her own orgasm. and when it hit, she had to bit a roll of gauze to keep from screaming. On shaky legs she climbed off the chair with all the video she needed. Of course she would have to edit it out on her laptop. After straightening up, and buttoning up her coat, she resumed writing on her clipboard as the nurse returned.
"Nurse, get him some oral hemorrhoid medicine, along with a suppository antibiotic, and start him an IV antibiotic and something for inflammation. He should be better in a couple of days. If anything changes call me immediately, also schedule a lab for tomorrow morning."
"What is it Doctor?"
"Internal hemorrhoid on his colon that burst, sending an infection to his prostate. If he hadn't been brought in, he would have died in a few hours. Just monitor his vitals, and make sure his meals are light, and he drinks plenty of fluids, but not soda. Also send a stool sample to the labs, I want to make sure there isn't any more problems."
"Yes Doctor."
Miriam pushed her cart to the elevator, and returned to her office. She collapsed in her chair after locking the door, and lightly fingered her pussy as she edited the video. She diddled herself to a delicious, but calmer orgasm.
A few days later, she and the other doctors signed off on his discharge papers. She was playing with her hands as her nurse was in the room going over post care instructions. The nurse left, and watched the two embrace, as her ring finger glinted in the bright light of the hall. She smiled as her husband kissed her neck, and winked at the nurse. The nurse smiled back, and returned to the station.
"See you later, my dear?"
"Sure, my night is free."
Miriam watched her husband be loaded onto a wheelchair, and he pinched her ass in passing. She smiled and returned to work, wondering what the rest of the day would bring her.
(For LittleBit who was asking for a story about a woman playing with a mans ass.)