My wife Lauren had been complaining about not being able to get pregnant for months. At 32 she was still stunning — long blonde hair, full DD breasts, a tight waist that flared into wide breeding hips, and an ass that turned heads everywhere. I was 35, average in every department, especially between the legs. After months of trying, we finally booked an appointment at the upscale fertility clinic downtown.
The doctor’s name was Dr. Marcus Kane — a tall, muscular man in his early 40s with a reputation for “getting results.” We sat in the waiting room, my hand nervously holding Lauren’s.
“Mr. and Mrs. Thompson, the doctor will see you now,” the receptionist called.
Dr. Kane greeted us with a firm handshake and a confident smile. His white coat stretched across his broad chest. He had an aura of raw masculinity that made me feel small immediately.
“Lauren, why don’t we start with a full examination,” he said smoothly. “Your husband can stay if you’re comfortable. Many couples prefer that for transparency.”
Lauren nodded, blushing slightly. “Yes, I want him here.”
The exam room was large and private, with bright lights and an examination table covered in fresh paper. Dr. Kane closed the door.
“First, I’ll need you stripped naked, Lauren. Everything off for a complete assessment.”
My wife hesitated only a second before standing up. I watched, heart pounding, as she slowly removed her blouse, then her bra. Her heavy DD tits spilled free, nipples already hardening in the cool air. She unzipped her skirt and let it drop, revealing tiny lace panties and thigh-high stockings.
Dr. Kane’s eyes roamed over her body without shame. “Very good. Now the panties and stockings too.”
Lauren peeled them off, stepping out completely naked. She stood there, stripped naked in front of this powerful stranger, hands awkwardly at her sides.
“Beautiful,” Dr. Kane murmured. “Hop up on the table and spread your legs for me.”
As she obeyed, I noticed the doctor adjusting something in his pants. The bulge was enormous — clearly much bigger than mine.
He started with a breast exam, his large hands cupping and squeezing her tits thoroughly. Lauren bit her lip, breathing faster. Then he moved lower.
“Time for the pelvic exam. I like to start with an upskirt-style visual inspection even when the patient is already stripped naked,” he explained casually, pulling the stirrups out. “It helps me see how the body responds.”
Lauren placed her feet in the stirrups, her shaved pussy completely exposed. Dr. Kane rolled his stool between her spread thighs and leaned in close. He wasn’t using any instruments yet — just looking, breathing warm air on her most private area.
“Excellent natural lubrication response,” he noted. His fingers traced her outer lips, then spread them open. “Very healthy pink interior.”
I sat in the chair beside the table, cock twitching in my pants as I watched another man intimately examine my naked wife.
Dr. Kane continued his “exam,” sliding two thick fingers deep inside her. Lauren moaned softly.
“Very tight, but responsive,” he said. “Now, Mr. Thompson, I need you to watch closely. This next part is crucial for diagnosing fertility issues.”
He stood up and, without asking, unzipped his pants. Out sprang the biggest cock I had ever seen — a thick, veiny monster at least 10 inches long and as thick as my wrist. It was rock hard.
Lauren’s eyes widened. “Oh my god…”
“This is what I call the big dicks fertility test,” Dr. Kane said with a smirk. “Many wives need to experience proper stimulation to determine ovulation response.”
Before I could protest, he rubbed the massive head up and down her slit, coating it in her juices. Then he pushed forward.
Lauren gasped loudly as her pussy stretched around the enormous big dick. Inch after inch disappeared inside her until his heavy balls rested against her ass.
“Fuck… it’s so big,” she whimpered, her hands gripping the sides of the table.
I sat frozen, unable to look away as the doctor began fucking my wife right in front of me. The wet slapping sounds filled the room as he drove his huge cock deep into her.
“How does that feel compared to your husband’s, Lauren?” Dr. Kane asked casually while pounding her.
“So much deeper… so much thicker,” she moaned shamelessly. “I’ve never felt anything like this.”
He fucked her harder, the table creaking. Her big tits bounced wildly with every thrust. I could see her pussy stretched obscenely around his girth.
After several minutes he pulled out, his cock glistening with her cream.
“Turn over. I want you stripped naked on all fours for the next position.”
Lauren eagerly got on her hands and knees on the exam table. Dr. Kane mounted her from behind like a bull, slamming back inside her in one stroke. He gripped her hips and railed her mercilessly while I watched from just a few feet away.
“Tell your husband what you’re feeling,” he ordered.
“I’m getting fucked by a real big dick,” Lauren cried out. “His cock is hitting places you’ve never reached, honey. I think I’m going to cum…”
She exploded in a shaking orgasm, her pussy squirting around his thick shaft. Dr. Kane didn’t slow down. He kept pounding her through wave after wave of pleasure.
I was rock hard in my pants but too humiliated to touch myself.
Finally, Dr. Kane groaned. “I’m going to fill her womb with a superior load. This often helps with fertility.”
He buried himself to the balls and erupted. I watched his heavy balls contract as he pumped load after load of thick cum deep inside my wife. When he finally pulled out, a river of his seed poured from her stretched pussy.
But he wasn’t finished with her.
“Stay stripped naked,” he told Lauren. “We’re doing a full series of tests today.”
Over the next two hours, he took her in every position possible in that exam room. He fucked her against the wall, on the chair, even had her ride him on the doctor’s stool while I sat there watching. Each time he made her describe how much better his big dicks felt than mine.
At one point he had her bent over the sink, fucking her hard while she looked at herself in the mirror — stripped naked, makeup smeared, covered in sweat and cum.
By the end of the “appointment,” Lauren had been fucked senseless. Her pussy was red, swollen, and leaking cum. Her face and tits had received multiple loads as well.
Dr. Kane finally zipped up, his massive cock still semi-hard.
“Same time next week, Mrs. Thompson. Bring your husband again — observation is important for the cuckold treatment plan.”
Lauren smiled dreamily, still stripped naked on the table. “We’ll be here, Doctor.”
As we left the clinic, my wife walked with a noticeable limp, cum still dripping down her thighs. She leaned over and whispered in my ear:
“Thank you for bringing me here, honey. I think we’re finally going to get pregnant… with a real man’s baby.”
From that day forward, our medical cuckold journey had only just begun.
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