In the sterile, white halls of a hospital, a woman named Isolde walked, her long hair cascading down her back. She was a nurse, with small, perky breasts that bounced gently as she moved. Her shift had just ended, and she was still in her uniform – a skintight dress that accentuated every curve of her body.
She made her way to the room of a patient she had been caring for – a man named Adrian. He was a tall, handsome man, with short, dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He was in the hospital for a broken leg, but that didn’t stop him from flirting with Isolde every chance he got.
Isolde entered the room, and Adrian’s eyes lit up. “Isolde, you’re a sight for sore eyes,” he said, his voice dripping with desire.
Isolde smiled, and walked over to his bed. “How are you feeling today, Adrian?” she asked, her voice soft and soothing.
“Much better now that you’re here,” Adrian replied, his gaze fixed on Isolde’s body.
Isolde laughed, and leaned down to adjust Adrian’s pillows. As she did, Adrian reached out and placed a hand on her back, gently caressing it. Isolde tensed up, but didn’t pull away.
Adrian leaned in, and whispered in Isolde’s ear. “I want you, Isolde. I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you.”
Isolde turned to face Adrian, her eyes wide with surprise. “Adrian, we can’t…not here,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Adrian reached up, and gently brushed a strand of hair out of Isolde’s face. “Then come to my apartment after your shift. I’ll be waiting for you,” he said, his voice filled with desire.
Isolde hesitated for a moment, before nodding. “Okay, I’ll come,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Later that night, Isolde arrived at Adrian’s apartment. She was nervous, but also excited. She had never done anything like this before.
Adrian opened the door, and greeted Isolde with a kiss. His lips were soft and warm, and Isolde felt herself melting into him.
Adrian led Isolde to his bedroom, and they undressed each other slowly, their hands exploring each other’s bodies.
Adrian kissed Isolde’s neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire on her skin. Isolde moaned with pleasure, her head thrown back.
Adrian moved down to Isolde’s breasts, taking one of her nipples in his mouth and sucking on it gently. Isolde gasped with pleasure, her hands tangled in Adrian’s hair.
Adrian moved down further, his lips and tongue exploring Isolde’s body. He reached her pussy, and began to lick and suck on it. Isolde moaned with pleasure, her hips grinding against Adrian’s face.
Adrian then stood up, and positioned himself between Isolde’s legs. He entered her slowly, his cock filling her up. Isolde moaned with pleasure, her legs wrapped around Adrian’s waist.
They moved together, their bodies in sync. Adrian’s thrusts became faster and harder, and Isolde met him stroke for stroke.
They reached their climax together, their bodies shuddering with pleasure. Adrian collapsed on top of Isolde, his head resting on her chest.
They lay there for a few moments, their bodies still entwined. Then Adrian rolled off of Isolde, and they lay there, their bodies glistening with sweat.
“That was amazing,” Isolde said, her voice filled with wonder.
“Yes, it was,” Adrian replied, his voice filled with contentment.
They lay there for a few more moments, before getting up and getting dressed.
As Isolde left Adrian’s apartment, she couldn’t help but think about what had just happened. She had never experienced anything like it before.
And she knew that she would be back for more.
