In the sterile, white halls of the hospital, a woman named Isolde wandered, her long, golden hair cascading down her back. She was nude, her small breasts bared for all to see, but she felt no shame. Her body was a temple, and she was proud of it.
She had come to the hospital seeking treatment for a minor ailment, but as she waited in the crowded lobby, she couldn’t help but feel out of place amongst the sick and injured. That was when she caught the eye of a handsome doctor, named Xerxes.
He was a tall, dark-haired man with piercing green eyes and a chiseled jawline. Isolde felt an immediate attraction to him, and she could tell by the way he looked at her that the feeling was mutual.
As the lobby began to clear out, Xerxes approached Isolde, introducing himself and offering to examine her in a private room. She eagerly agreed, following him down the hall and into a small, empty exam room.
Once the door was closed, Xerxes wasted no time in making his move. He stepped closer to Isolde, his eyes locked on hers as he reached out and gently brushed a stray lock of hair from her face. She shivered at his touch, her breath hitching in her throat.
Without a word, Xerxes leaned in and pressed his lips to Isolde’s, his tongue seeking entrance as he deepened the kiss. She responded eagerly, her own tongue meeting his as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer.
As they kissed, Xerxes’ hands began to roam, exploring Isolde’s body with a reverence that made her heart race. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples as she moaned into his mouth.
Breaking the kiss, Xerxes trailed his lips down Isolde’s neck, nipping at her earlobe as he whispered filthy things in her ear. She gasped, her back arching as he continued to tease her nipples with his fingers.
Slowly, Xerxes lowered himself to his knees, his eyes never leaving Isolde’s as he spread her legs wide and leaned in to taste her. She cried out as his tongue found her clit, her hips bucking as he licked and sucked at her most sensitive spot.
As Xerxes feasted on her pussy, Isolde could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She threaded her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer as she begged for more.
Finally, with a cry of pleasure, Isolde came, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. Xerxes didn’t let up, continuing to lick and suck at her until she was begging him to stop.
Panting, Isolde pulled Xerxes to his feet, her hands fumbling with the buttons on his lab coat as she freed his hard cock. She stroked him for a moment, her eyes wide with desire as she took in his impressive length.
Without a word, Isolde turned and bent over the exam table, spreading her legs wide as she waited for Xerxes to take her. He didn’t make her wait long, his cock sliding deep inside her with a single, slow thrust.
As Xerxes began to fuck her, Isolde couldn’t help but let out a series of moans and gasps, her body trembling with pleasure as he filled her again and again. She reached down to touch herself, her fingers finding her clit as she rubbed it in time with Xerxes’ thrusts.
With a final, desperate cry, Isolde came again, her orgasm triggering Xerxes’ own as he emptied himself inside her. Panting, they collapsed onto the exam table, their bodies slick with sweat as they caught their breath.
As they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, Isolde couldn’t help but feel grateful for the chance encounter that had led her to this moment. And as Xerxes whispered sweet nothings in her ear, she knew that this was the start of something special.
