A few days after the shower fun, we were talking by phone. Deb mentioned she had visited a local medical spa where a friend worked and had received a pair of shots - one a vitamin cocktail and another intended to help lose weight. She revealed she did not have much faith about the purported benefits but felt they were also generally benign. She mostly got the shots periodically because she loved get shots in the butt. As she revealed this news, I could feel myself getting stiff at the notion of a nurse jabbing a pair of syringes into Deb’s marvelous bottom. I mentioned something I had disclosed to few others, “Interesting you mention you like shots. Me, too.”

“Mmmm, Gives me an idea for our next play time,” she mentioned. She paused, then explained her concept. I was intrigued and very eager to experience the session Deb had in mind. The next week we met at the medical spa. Deb had pre-wired the session with her friend, Jill, who led us back to a small exam room.

“I’ll be right back,” Jill said and left us alone for a few moments. There was a soft knock on the door and her friend returned with four syringes in her fist. “Who’s first,” she asked.

“I am,” Deb offered. She waited as I started to record video with my phone before she turned and knelt onto the exam table, hiked up her skirt and slid her panties down. I was already getting stiff as she exposed her luscious butt.

I was at the foot of the exam table as Jill swabbed Deb’s left cheek. “Ready?” Jill asked and before waiting for answer plunged the needle into Deb’s cheek. Deb flinched a bit and Jill slowly pushed the vitamin cocktail into Deb. Jill then rounded the table behind me and repeated the process, injecting the weight loss serum into Deb’s right cheek. “Ok, your turn,” Jill said to me with a sly grin. Deb pulled up her panties and smoothed her skirt. She took my phone and then I climbed onto the table. I lowered my pants and was surprised that I was a bit embarrassed that Jill would see my state of arousal. I looked over and she arched her eyebrows. I laid down and felt the cool alcohol on my rump. “One, two,” Jill counted and I felt the stick, then a soft, warm pressure develop deep in my glute as the vitamin cocktail was pushed into my muscle. She moved to my left side and gave me the weight loss shot. She dumped syringes in the sharps contained and noted, “Take your time. You’re the last appointment so no hurry to leave.”

“Wanna fool around,” I asked Deb when Jill had left. I was still face down on the table, my pants around my knees.

“Maybe a little, but I have more fun planned back at my place. She prompted me to sit on the table and sucked me for a few minutes. “We better leave before Jill’s colleague interrupts me giving you a blowjob,” Deb suggested. I smiled and covered-up.

Back at Deb’s place, she led me to the bedroom and had me undress and lay face down on the bed. “Watch our movie while I get started,” she instructed. I watched the video of her getting her shots while she withdrew a small box from her night stand. I paused the video and tried to see what she had in store. “Watch the movie,” she taunted, “What I’m doing should be a surprise.” I resumed the movie and felt her part my cheeks. I glanced back as she slid a thermometer in my rectum. “What the movie,” she ordered and gave my ass a hard slap. I felt her touching my cheeks. “Love to see the dots on your bum where you got the shots,” she noted. She doffed her skirt and lowered her panties, trying to get a look at her own injection sites. “Here…and here,” I noted touching the barely visible spots with my finger.

A few minutes later the movie was almost finished and I felt her withdraw the thermometer and then insert something much bigger. She had lubed a butt plug with Bengay and inserted it. It burned in a good way. I looked back at her and she took a hairbrush from the box, “So useful for more than hairstyling,” she quipped and began to paddle my bottom. After a few minutes she paused. My ass was on fire - inside from the Bengay and outside from a length, harsh hairbrush assault. “Roll-over,” she ordered. She began to slowly stroke me, pausing when I approached the edge. She repeated the approach and retreat several times before I was unable to hold back any longer. She stroked vigorously as I emptied, covering my own torso in semen. Deb bent over and lapped-up some of the warm, salty deposit. “I like that almost as much as getting shots,” she admitted.