Whispers in the Hospital

In the sterile, cold halls of the hospital, a woman with long, flowing hair wandered. She was nude, her small breasts bouncing with each step she took. The hospital was empty, the patients and staff having long since gone home for the day. She found herself in a room, the door swinging shut behind her with a soft click.

She was a vision of beauty, her body toned and firm from years of taking care of herself. Her hair cascaded down her back, the ends brushing against her firm ass. She lay down on the hospital bed, her body splayed out for all to see. She sighed, her chest rising and falling with each breath she took.

A man appeared in the doorway, his eyes taking in the sight before him. He was a doctor, his white coat fitting him perfectly. He swallowed hard, his eyes taking in the sight of the woman on the bed. He had lusted after her for months, their flirting and innuendo leading to this moment.

He approached the bed, his hands trembling. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her soft skin. She shivered, her body responding to his touch. He leaned down, his lips finding hers in a soft kiss. She responded, her arms wrapping around his neck as they deepened the kiss.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, his hands cupping her small breasts. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. He continued down her body, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

He reached her pussy, his fingers gently parting her lips. He leaned down, his tongue flicking out to taste her. She gasped, her back arching off the bed. He licked and sucked, his fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy. She moaned, her hips grinding against his face.

He stood up, his cock hard and ready. He grabbed a condom from his pocket, rolling it down his length. He positioned himself at her entrance, his eyes locked on hers. He pushed in, her pussy swallowing him whole. She moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders.

He began to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, her moans growing louder.

He felt her tighten around him, her pussy clenching and unclenching. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her. He followed, his own release following close behind. He collapsed on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat.

They lay there, their breathing heavy. He pulled out, disposing of the condom. He lay down next to her, his arm wrapped around her. They fell asleep, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs.

When they woke up, the sun was rising. They got dressed, their bodies aching from the night before. They left the hospital, their secret safe. They would never speak of that night again, but it would be etched in their memories forever.

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