In the sterile, antiseptic halls of the hospital, a woman named Isabella lay in her bed, her long auburn hair splayed out on the pillow. She was a sight to behold, her small breasts perfectly perky and her body lithe from years of dance. The hospital gown did little to hide her charms, and she was, for all intents and purposes, nude from the waist up in her current position.
The hospital was quiet this time of night, the only sounds the soft beeping of machines and the distant murmur of the night staff. It was then that a figure appeared in the doorway, a man named Ethan, a doctor at the hospital. He had always had a bit of a crush on Isabella, and the sight of her lying there, vulnerable and exposed, only served to fuel his desire.
He approached her bedside, his eyes taking in every inch of her. Isabella stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet his gaze. She gave him a small, seductive smile, her lips curling up at the corners. Ethan felt his heart race as he took in the sight of her, his body responding in kind.
Without a word, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, his tongue delving into her mouth as she moaned softly. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples to hard peaks. Isabella arched into his touch, her body on fire with desire.
Ethan’s fingers trailed down her body, over her stomach and to the apex of her thighs. He found her wet and ready for him, her pussy slick with desire. He slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her tighten around him as she moaned.
He added a second finger, stretching her open as he stroked her inner walls. Isabella’s hips bucked, her body begging for more. Ethan obliged, his thumb finding her clit and circling it as she cried out.
He continued to stroke and tease her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Just as she was about to come, he withdrew his fingers, leaving her panting and desperate for release.
Ethan stood, his eyes dark with desire as he stripped off his clothes. Isabella watched him, her eyes taking in every inch of his muscular body. She licked her lips as he climbed onto the bed, his cock hard and ready for her.
He positioned himself at her entrance, his tip teasing her as she whimpered. Ethan grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He slid inside of her, filling her up completely. Isabella cried out, her body adjusting to his size.
Ethan began to move, his hips thrusting as he drove himself deeper and deeper inside of her. Isabella wrapped her legs around him, meeting him thrust for thrust. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with their moans and gasps.
Ethan reached down, his fingers finding her clit once again. He stroked and teased her, bringing her to the brink of release. Isabella’s body tensed, her orgasm building deep inside of her.
With one final thrust, Ethan sent her over the edge. She cried out, her pussy clenching around him as she came hard. Ethan followed quickly after, his cock twitching as he filled her up with his release.
They lay there, panting and spent, their bodies entwined. The only sound in the room was their heavy breathing and the soft beeping of the machines.
And as the night wore on, they whispered to each other, their bodies entwined in a dance as old as time itself.
