In the sterile, white halls of the hospital, a woman named Isabella wandered. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, and her small, firm breasts were exposed to the cool air. She had been in a car accident and was the only survivor, but her recovery was slow.
One night, as she lay in her hospital bed, she heard soft whispers coming from the hallway. She got out of bed and followed the sound, her heart racing with curiosity and fear.
She found him in the empty lounge, a doctor named Ethan. He was tall and handsome, with short blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He was also completely naked, his hard cock standing at attention.
Isabella was taken aback, but she couldn’t deny the attraction she felt. She approached him, her eyes locked on his. He reached out and touched her cheek, and she leaned into his touch.
He began to kiss her, his lips soft and warm against hers. She responded eagerly, her tongue exploring his mouth. He ran his hands down her body, cupping her small breasts and teasing her nipples.
She moaned as he kissed her neck, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire down her skin. He reached her nipples and sucked them into his mouth, making her gasp with pleasure.
Ethan then moved his hands down to her hips, pulling her closer to him. She could feel his hard cock pressed against her belly, and she couldn’t resist the urge to touch it.
She wrapped her hand around his shaft, stroking it gently. He groaned, his hips thrusting forward. She kissed him again, harder this time, as she continued to stroke him.
He pushed her back onto the couch, spreading her legs wide. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. He knelt between her legs, his tongue darting out to taste her.
She moaned as he licked and sucked her clit, her hips bucking off the couch. He slid a finger inside her, then two, fucking her with his hand as he continued to lick and suck her clit.
She was close, so close. She could feel the orgasm building inside her, and she cried out as it crashed over her. He didn’t stop, his fingers and tongue driving her higher and higher.
Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. She pulled him up, guiding his cock inside her. He filled her completely, and she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper.
He began to thrust, hard and fast. She met him stroke for stroke, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. She could feel another orgasm building inside her, and she screamed as it consumed her.
He followed her over the edge, his cock twitching as he filled her with his seed. They collapsed onto the couch, panting and spent.
Isabella looked up at him, her eyes filled with gratitude. He smiled down at her, his fingers gently tracing her cheek. They stayed like that for a long moment, their bodies still joined, before finally pulling apart.
They never spoke of that night again, but it remained a secret memory between them, a moment of passion and pleasure in the midst of pain and suffering.
