Whispers in the Hospital

In the sterile, white halls of the hospital, a woman with long, flowing hair wandered the corridors. Her name was Elara, a 28-year-old artist, known for her ethereal nudes. She had a slender frame, small breasts, and a grace that seemed to float her above the ground. That day, she had come to visit her lover, Adrian, a charming young doctor who had stolen her heart.

Elara entered Adrian’s personal changing room, where she found him in nothing but a towel. Her breath caught in her throat as she admired his toned muscles and the trail of dark hair that ran down his abdomen. She approached him, her hips swaying gently, and placed a hand on his chest.

“Hello, my love,” she whispered, her voice as soft as a summer breeze.

Adrian looked up from securing his watch, his eyes lighting up at the sight of her. He wrapped his free arm around her waist and pulled her close, pressing a tender kiss to her lips. Their mouths danced together, their tongues swirling as they savored the taste of one another.

Adrian’s hands wandered up her sides, gently cupping her breasts as they continued to explore each other’s mouths. His thumb flicked over her nipples, eliciting a soft gasp from Elara. She arched her back, pressing herself further into his touch, her own hands wandering down to the waistband of his towel.

With a sly grin, she tugged the towel loose, letting it fall to the floor. Her hand wrapped around his hardening cock, stroking him firmly as he groaned into her mouth. Elara broke the kiss, her lips trailing down his neck as she knelt before him, her tongue darting out to taste his skin.

She teased the tip of his cock with her tongue, causing Adrian to shudder in pleasure. Slowly, she took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around his shaft as she began to suck. Her head bobbed back and forth, her hand still wrapped around the base of his cock as she worked him closer to the edge.

“Elara… fuck,” Adrian moaned, his fingers threading through her long hair.

She hummed around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine. Her other hand wandered down to her own sex, her fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her skirt to find her clit. She began to rub herself as she continued to pleasure Adrian, her own arousal growing as she heard his moans.

With a final, deep suck, Elara sent Adrian over the edge. He came hard, filling her mouth with his seed. She swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of him as she stood once more.

Adrian pulled her close, his lips finding hers once more as they shared a deep, passionate kiss. His hands wandered down to her skirt, hiking it up around her waist as he slipped a finger inside of her. She was drenched, her arousal coating his finger as he began to stroke her inner walls.

“Adrian,” she gasped, breaking the kiss to lean her head against his shoulder.

He chuckled, his lips finding her neck as he nibbled at the sensitive skin. His finger continued to stroke her, his thumb rubbing slow circles over her clit as she moaned in pleasure.

“You’re so wet for me,” he murmured, his voice low and husky.

She could only nod, her breath hitching as he added a second finger. He stretched her, his fingers curling to rub against her G-spot as she whimpered in pleasure.

“Please, Adrian,” she begged, her hips rocking against his hand as she sought her release.

He didn’t make her wait long. With a final, firm press against her G-spot, he sent her over the edge. She came hard, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. She clung to him, her nails digging into his shoulders as she rode out the waves of pleasure.

As the last tremors of her orgasm faded, Adrian pulled his fingers from her. He brought them to his lips, his tongue darting out to taste her arousal.

“Delicious,” he murmured, his eyes dark with desire.

Elara smiled, her own eyes shining with love and lust. She leaned up to press a soft kiss to his lips, her hands wandering down to stroke his cock once more.

“Again?” she whispered, a playful glint in her eyes.

Adrian grinned, his hands wandering down to cup her ass as he lifted her up.

“Always,” he replied, his lips finding hers once more as he carried her to the nearby examination table.

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