Whispers in the Hospital

Sara, a woman of 25 years old, found herself lying in a hospital bed after a minor car accident. She was grateful to be alive but couldn’t help but feel vulnerable in her thin hospital gown. Her long chestnut hair cascaded down the pillow, a stark contrast to the sterile white sheets.

Dr. Ryan, a tall and muscular man in his mid-thirties, entered the room for his daily check-up. Sara had always been attracted to him, but never acted on it, knowing it would be inappropriate. Today, however, the tension between them was palpable.

“Everything looks good, Sara. Just take it easy for a few days,” Dr. Ryan said, his voice gentle as he adjusted her IV.

Sara looked at him with a sly smile, “I could use some help taking it easy.”

Dr. Ryan raised an eyebrow, surprised but intrigued. Sara slowly pulled back the sheets, revealing her small but perky breasts, unmarked by the accident. Dr. Ryan couldn’t help but stare, his eyes taking in every inch of her exposed skin.

Without a word, he leaned in and softly pressed his lips to hers. Sara responded eagerly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his short blonde hair. His hands roamed over her body, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples.

He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe and causing her to gasp. He continued his descent, his tongue flicking out to taste her nipples. Sara arched her back, moaning in pleasure.

Dr. Ryan then moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down her stomach and stopping at the waistband of her hospital gown. He looked up at Sara, who nodded her consent. He slowly pulled down the gown, revealing her shaved pussy.

He wasted no time, diving in and licking her clit. Sara cried out, her hands reaching down to grip his hair. He continued to lick and suck, bringing Sara to the brink of orgasm.

Just as she was about to cum, Dr. Ryan stopped and stood up. Sara looked at him, confused and wanting. He smiled and pulled out a condom from his pocket.

“I want to feel you inside me,” Sara whispered.

Dr. Ryan quickly put on the condom and climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Sara’s legs. He slowly entered her, inch by inch, causing her to moan in pleasure.

Once he was fully inside, he began to thrust, building up a steady rhythm. Sara wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside.

Their moans filled the room as they moved together, their bodies slick with sweat. Sara reached up and pinched her nipples, causing her to moan louder.

Suddenly, Sara’s body tensed and she cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around Dr. Ryan’s cock. He continued to thrust, chasing his own orgasm.

With a final thrust, he came, his body shuddering with the force of his release. He collapsed on top of Sara, both of them panting and sweating.

“I’ve always wanted to do that,” Sara whispered, smiling.

Dr. Ryan looked at her and grinned, “So have I.”

They lay there, entwined in each other’s arms, the sounds of their labored breathing filling the room.

Dr. Ryan pulled out and disposed of the condom. He then climbed back into bed, wrapping his arms around Sara.

“Get some rest, Sara. I’ll see you tomorrow,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.

Sara nodded, already drifting off to sleep, content and satisfied.

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