In the sterile halls of the hospital, a woman named Isabella walked with a sense of determination. Her long chestnut hair flowed down her back, catching the fluorescent lights as she moved. She had small, perky breasts that bounced gently with each step she took. She was nude, her hospital gown left behind in her room, but she didn’t care. She had a mission.
Dr. Samuel Jones, a man known for his piercing blue eyes and chiseled jawline, was making his rounds when he saw her. He did a double-take, taking in the sight of her bare breasts and the curve of her hips. He felt a stirring in his pants, but he quickly pushed it aside. He was a professional, after all.
But Isabella had other plans. She had always had a crush on the handsome doctor, and she wasn’t going to let this opportunity slip away. She walked up to him, her hips swaying seductively, and looked up at him with her big brown eyes.
“Dr. Jones,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “I’ve been having some… issues. I was hoping you could help me.”
Samuel hesitated for a moment, but then he nodded. “Of course, Isabella. Let’s go to an examination room.”
Once they were inside, Isabella closed the door behind them and locked it. She turned to face Samuel, her breasts heaving with each breath she took.
“I don’t think you understand, Dr. Jones,” she said, her voice husky. “I need your help… here.”
She reached out and touched his chest, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles. Samuel felt a jolt of electricity run through his body, and he couldn’t help but respond to her touch.
He leaned in and kissed her, his lips meeting hers in a passionate embrace. Isabella moaned as his tongue explored her mouth, her hands running through his hair.
Samuel’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. Isabella gasped as he pinched her nipples, her body responding to his touch.
Samuel broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. Isabella tilted her head back, giving him better access.
Samuel’s hands continued to explore her body, moving down to her hips and then lower. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness and heat.
Isabella moaned as he explored her, her hips bucking against his hand. Samuel added a second finger, stretching her gently.
Isabella’s moans grew louder as Samuel quickened his pace, her body trembling with pleasure. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, feeling him harden in her hand.
Samuel groaned as she touched him, his hips thrusting forward in response. Isabella stroked him, her hand moving up and down his shaft.
Samuel knew he couldn’t hold back much longer. He pulled his fingers out of Isabella and lifted her up onto the examination table.
He positioned himself between her legs, his cock poised at her entrance. Isabella looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire.
“Fuck me, Dr. Jones,” she whispered.
Samuel didn’t need any further encouragement. He thrust into her, filling her completely. Isabella cried out as he entered her, her nails digging into his shoulders.
Samuel began to move, his hips thrusting hard and fast. Isabella met him stroke for stroke, her body moving in time with his.
Their moans filled the room, mingling with the sound of their bodies slapping together. Samuel felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening.
Isabella felt it too, her body trembling with pleasure. She wrapped her legs around Samuel’s waist, pulling him deeper inside her.
Samuel cried out as he came, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his seed. Isabella followed shortly after, her body shuddering with pleasure.
They collapsed onto the examination table, their bodies slick with sweat. Samuel looked down at Isabella, a satisfied smile on his face.
“I think we might need to make this a regular thing,” he said, his voice husky.
Isabella smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling. “I think that can be arranged, Dr. Jones.”
