In the hushed quiet of the hospital wing, a woman with long, flowing hair lay in her bed. She was petite, her breasts small and firm, and she was completely nude beneath the thin hospital sheet. Her name was Isabella, and she was 22 years old.
Across the room, a young man sat in a chair, watching her. His name was Ethan, and he was a nurse on the ward. He couldn’t take his eyes off of Isabella, her body on display like a work of art.
Ethan had been caring for Isabella for several days, and he had grown to crave the moments when they were alone together. He longed to touch her, to taste her, to make her his own.
One day, as he was changing the dressing on Isabella’s wound, Ethan couldn’t resist any longer. He leaned over her, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. Isabella responded eagerly, her arms encircling his neck as they explored each other’s mouths.
Ethan’s hands wandered over Isabella’s body, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples. Isabella moaned with pleasure, her hips bucking as Ethan’s fingers found their way between her legs.
Ethan slowly and deliberately licked Isabella’s pussy, making it wet and ready for his cock. He savored the taste of her, his tongue working in circles around her clit. Isabella writhed in pleasure, her moans growing louder as Ethan brought her closer and closer to orgasm.
When Ethan finally entered her, Isabella cried out with pleasure. He fucked her slowly at first, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with ease. But as their passion grew, Ethan’s thrusts became harder and faster.
Isabella wrapped her legs around Ethan’s waist, pulling him deeper inside of her. She moaned and gasped as he fucked her, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that was both primal and beautiful.
In the end, they both reached their peak, their orgasms washing over them like a wave. Ethan collapsed on top of Isabella, his cock still buried deep inside of her. They lay there for a moment, their hearts pounding and their breaths coming in short gasps.
As they lay there, Ethan couldn’t help but think that this was the start of something beautiful. He knew that he would never be able to let Isabella go, not now that he had tasted her sweetness.
And so, as the sun set on the hospital wing, Ethan and Isabella lay in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined and their hearts beating as one.
