Whispers in the Hospital

In the sterile, cold confines of a hospital room, a woman lay naked on the bed. Her small breasts, tipped with hard nipples, rose and fell with each shallow breath. Her long, dark hair fanned out on the pillow behind her, framing her delicate features. She was the picture of vulnerability, and yet, a fire burned within her.

The doctor, a tall man with piercing blue eyes, entered the room. He was dressed in his usual uniform, a white lab coat that did little to hide his muscular form. His eyes immediately found the woman on the bed, and he felt a surge of desire.

“How are you feeling today?” he asked, his voice low and soothing.

“Better,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m glad you’re here.”

He approached the bed, taking in the sight of her naked body. He couldn’t help but feel a stirring in his pants as he took in the sight of her small breasts and the curve of her hips.

He leaned over her, his face just inches from hers. He could feel her breath on his skin, and he was overcome with desire. He kissed her gently, his lips brushing against hers. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to meet his.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, causing her to gasp. He could feel her body trembling beneath him, and he knew she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

He continued his descent, his lips finding her nipples. He sucked and teased them, causing her to moan in pleasure. He could feel her hands on his head, pulling him closer.

He moved further down her body, his lips finding her stomach. He kissed and licked her, his tongue tracing a path to her wet and waiting pussy.

He spread her legs, his fingers finding her wet folds. He teased her, his fingers circling her clit. She moaned, her hips bucking up to meet his touch.

He couldn’t wait any longer. He plunged his fingers inside her, his thumb continuing to tease her clit. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure.

He leaned down, his tongue finding her clit. He licked and sucked, his fingers still working their magic inside her.

She moaned louder, her hands gripping the sheets. He could feel her getting closer, her body tensing up.

“Yes, yes, don’t stop,” she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper.

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