Whispers in the Hospital

In the sterile, white halls of the hospital, a woman named Isabella roamed. Her raven hair cascaded down her back, the locks brushing against the small of her back. She was a sight to behold, her petite frame wrapped in a hospital gown that did little to hide her perky, small breasts.

Isabella had been visiting her ailing father, but her mind was elsewhere. She couldn’t shake the feeling of restlessness that had taken hold of her. She yearned for a release, a distraction from the harsh reality of the hospital.

As she wandered the halls, she stumbled upon a secluded room, the door slightly ajar. Intrigued, she pushed the door open and stepped inside, finding herself in an empty examination room.

Without hesitation, Isabella slipped out of her hospital gown, letting it fall to the floor in a heap. She stood there, completely nude, her small breasts and shaved pussy on display. She ran her fingers through her long hair, letting it flow down her back.

Just then, the door creaked open and a man stepped inside. He was a doctor, his white coat barely concealing his growing erection. He took in the sight of Isabella, his eyes widening with desire.

“I’ve been looking for you,” he said, his voice low and husky.

Isabella smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh? And why is that?”

The doctor stepped closer, his eyes never leaving Isabella’s body. “I’ve heard that you’re in need of some… relief.”

Isabella’s heart raced as the doctor approached her. She reached out and touched his chest, feeling the heat emanating from his body.

“Is that so?” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.

The doctor nodded, his hands reaching out to touch Isabella’s small breasts. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. Isabella let out a soft moan, her body responding to his touch.

The doctor’s hands traveled down Isabella’s body, caressing her hips and thighs. He knelt down in front of her, his eyes locked on her shaved pussy.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his breath hot against her skin.

Isabella let out a soft gasp as the doctor’s tongue darted out, tasting her pussy. He licked and sucked, his fingers exploring her folds. Isabella’s legs trembled as the doctor brought her to the brink of orgasm.

But just as she was about to cum, the doctor pulled away, a wicked smile on his face.

“Not yet,” he said, standing up.

He undid his pants, his hard cock springing free. Isabella’s eyes widened as she took in the size of him.

“I want you to ride me,” he said, his voice commanding.

Isabella nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. She straddled the doctor, lowering herself onto his cock. He filled her completely, his thickness stretching her pussy.

Isabella began to ride him, her hips moving in time with his thrusts. The doctor’s hands gripped her small breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples. Isabella let out a soft moan, her body moving in a rhythm of pleasure.

Their moans filled the room, the sound of their bodies slapping against each other echoing in the small space. Isabella’s orgasm built inside her, her pussy clenching around the doctor’s cock.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out, her body trembling as she came.

The doctor followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his cum.

Breathless, Isabella collapsed onto the doctor’s chest, his cock still inside her. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat.

“I needed that,” Isabella whispered, her voice barely audible.

The doctor chuckled, his hands stroking her hair. “I’m glad I could help.”

They stayed like that for a while longer, their bodies entwined in a post-coital bliss. And for a brief moment, the hospital and all its problems faded away.

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