Whispers in the Hospital

In the sterile, cold confines of the hospital, a woman named Isabella lay in her bed, her long hair splayed out on the pillow. She was recovering from a minor surgery, and the doctors had ordered her to stay in the hospital for a few days. Isabella was a woman of small stature, with perky, petite breasts that barely filled out her hospital gown.

On the third day of her stay, a tall, ruggedly handsome doctor named Ethan came to check on her. He was a man in his early thirties, with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. Ethan had always been professional with Isabella, but today there was something different in his gaze.

“How are you feeling today, Isabella?” Ethan asked, his voice low and husky.

“I’m feeling much better, thank you,” Isabella replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ethan pulled up a chair next to Isabella’s bed and sat down. He took her hand in his and looked into her eyes.

“Isabella, I know this is unprofessional, but I can’t keep this inside any longer,” Ethan said, his voice filled with desire.

Isabella looked back at him, her eyes wide with surprise. She knew what was coming next, and she was ready for it.

Ethan leaned in and kissed Isabella, his lips soft and tender against hers. Isabella responded, her tongue darting out to meet his. She could feel the heat building between them as their kiss deepened.

Ethan’s hands began to wander, caressing Isabella’s petite breasts through her hospital gown. Isabella moaned softly, her body responding to his touch.

Ethan slowly pulled down the straps of Isabella’s hospital gown, revealing her small, perky breasts. He leaned down and took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking and teasing it until it was hard and erect. Isabella arched her back, her body begging for more.

Ethan’s hand traveled down Isabella’s body, slipping under her hospital gown and caressing her inner thigh. Isabella spread her legs, inviting him in.

Ethan’s fingers found Isabella’s wet, aching pussy and began to massage it gently. Isabella moaned louder now, her body writhing in pleasure.

Ethan slipped a finger inside Isabella, feeling her tight, wet pussy surround him. Isabella’s moans grew louder as Ethan began to finger her, his fingers moving in and out of her with expert precision.

Isabella couldn’t take it any longer. She pulled Ethan towards her, their lips meeting once again in a passionate kiss.

“Fuck me, Ethan,” Isabella whispered, her voice filled with desire.

Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He pulled off his pants and climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Isabella’s legs.

Ethan entered Isabella slowly, his cock sliding into her tight, wet pussy. Isabella gasped as he filled her up, her body adjusting to his size.

Ethan began to thrust, his hips moving back and forth as he fucked Isabella. Isabella wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her.

Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their moans and gasps filling the hospital room.

“Oh, Ethan, yes,” Isabella cried out, her body trembling in pleasure.

Ethan could feel Isabella’s orgasm building, her pussy tightening around his cock. He thrust harder and faster, pushing her over the edge.

Isabella’s orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her body shaking as she came. Ethan followed shortly after, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his cum.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies spent and satisfied. Ethan pulled out of Isabella and collapsed next to her, his head resting on her chest.

“I’ve wanted to do that since the moment I met you,” Ethan whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

Isabella smiled, her hand reaching down to stroke his hair.

“I’m glad you did,” she whispered back.

They lay there, entwined in each other’s arms, the sounds of the hospital fading into the background as they drifted off to sleep.

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