Accidental facial in the Vietnamese Doctor’s office

Spontaneous male orgasm is at best inconvenient and at worst unbelievably embarassing. Consider, if you will, what in the world you would do if in the matter of a few seconds, and quite without warning, you went from your normally flaccid state to fully erect and pumping massive amounts of semen into your jeans; and of course, your face would be your best combination of surprise, dismay, and “cum face”. Of course you learn ways to lessen the damage, some of which are inconvenient and embarassing, and some of which are just common sense, like jerking off when it’s convenient to lessen the load you dump in your pants at inopportune times.

So how it was that I ended up at the dermatologist one morning having not ejaculated for four days either intentionally or unintentionally, I have no idea. But there I was, with the receptionist escorting me into the exam room and telling me to strip down to my underwear, as usual. The normal 10 minute wait for the dermatologist passed quickly as I caught up on the news on my phone. When the doctor came in, a small not incredibly attractive but not ugly Vietnamese woman in her mid 40’s, she and I chatted for a few minutes, the normal small talk that people use to set each other at ease, about kids, spouses, schools, and the usual life events.

“So are there any problem areas you need me to look at today?” This was the first bit of embarassment because I had recently noticed a few small dark spots on my balls. “Well, there are a few dots on the… um… south side of Johnsonville I was wondering about.” She laughed and said in her Vietnamese accent, “So that’s what you call it? We’ll take a look.” After she had examined the remainder of my body she went about the task of examining my scrotum. “Okay, let’s take a look.” I was standing and she pulled my briefs down a little past my knees and then crouched down to look. She took my balls in her hand and lifted them up so she could see the affected area.

And that’s when all hell broke loose. I felt the blood rushing to my penis and it occured to me then that I hadn’t cum in several days. As my penis quickly grew I wondered, “Why isn’t she moving away?” I don’t know if she was too surprised to move or what. Clearly she had no idea what was about to happen. Even though I was watching all this happen in slow motion, all I had time to get out was, “UH!…” before I erupted.

The first blast caught the right side of her face, spanning her high cheekbone and her black hair back about to her ear. With that warning shot she simultaneously jerked her head and turned to the right as she started to say “AHH!” Of course opening her mouth to say anything was a bad idea, as the second blast was aimed dead center at her open mouth. This caused her to gag a little and close her eyes tightly as she moved to stand up. The remaining three strong ejaculations caused less damage, but managed to spray her neck and blouse over her left breast before she was fully out of the line of fire and my cock was left merely twitching up and down with small bits of semen pumping out and splattering on the asphalt tile floor.

“I am so sorry!” I said as she looked at me with her eyes and mouth wide open, not quite knowing what to do with the cum in her mouth. “Um…” she said. And then she turned her head slightly to the right and downward, and… swallowed. “It’s… okay. No problem,” she said in a somewhat dazed voice. “Let me help you clean up,” I said and I used my thumb to wipe some of the ejaculate off her cheek. My cock, which usually returns to “normal” after such an event, was still popping out of its skin in spite of my embarassment. She didn’t pull away as I had thought she would, so I used my other thumb to wipe some of the semen from her blouse and in doing so I was basically caressing her left breast. After a swipe or two I have to admit I was turned on mentally as well as physically, which was obvious from my unflagging erection. I placed my fingers under her breast, beginning to feel her up in a more obvious way, and with my left hand still cradling her face, pulled her ever so slightly towards me.

It must have been an odd scene, the tall naked white guy with his underwear around his knees, dick at attention dripping cum, holding the little Vietnamese doctor in a clearly inappropriate way, splatters of semen at their feet on the floor and streaks of cum in her hair, on her face, and on her blouse.

After what seemed like a long time our lips touched, tongues began to play, and I could taste my semen in her mouth. To be honest I thought I was going to have a heart attack, and that feeling was multiplied by ten when, before anyone could react, the door opened, and we heard the voice of her assistant say, “Dr. Nyugen, can you… oh… ah… sorry,” and then the door closed. Of course I was in way too deep to do anything but what I was already doing. My right hand found its way into her blouse and under her bra and my left hand dove down the waistband of her skirt, under her panties to grab her tiny ass. My dick was pressed hard against her blouse as she straddled my leg, and we gyrated as much as we physically could. Eventually she pulled her skirt up above her waist and yanked her panties down so she could rub her naked clit on me. It wasn’t long after that that she pulled her face away from mine, bit my neck painfully hard, and in a burst of energy returned the favor and came on me, her juices running down my right leg.

I desperately wanted to penetrate her, but after a few deep breaths she said, “I have to go, I have other patients waiting. Come back in two weeks.” Then, looking at my dick, I heard her say, “Oh shit” under her breath, and she crouched down and gave me the quickest blowjob I’ve ever had. When she was done she stood up, kissed me again, and passed me the load that was in her mouth, which I had no choice but to swallow. With that, she smiled at me, straightened her clothes and walked out of the office, apparently unaware that she still had cum stains on her blouse and a rather significant streak of semen in her hair. I cleaned up the office as well as I could, and got the hell out of dodge. Of course checking out was interesting as apprently the receptionist was the one that had walked in on us.

The following week I received a text from her, “Masturbate to this” was all it said, and attached was a picture of me holding her tits from that day in the office. Out of context it completely looked like I was molesting her, and I realized then that I had no choice but to do anything she wanted me to. Not that I minded…