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A Hot, Hard Fucking From My Physician

First thing’s first, let me set the scene. I’m in my doctor’s office, on a cold metallic table, facing the wall as the sound of latex gloves being pulled onto his hands fills my ears. His hands have a rough, experienced texture and confident touch as he begins roaming over my body. He’s adept at finding all the right places, and it’s not long before I’m squirming as I feel his wandering hands become enveloped in every nook and cranny of my aroused body.

I’m feeling a burning sensation throughout my entire body as I’m teetering on the edge of pleasure and pain that I can only describe as sheer ecstasy. His hands course down my back, and my legs begin to quiver as his touch reaches its pinnacle. There’s more and more urgency in his actions, my body becoming like putty in his hands. And then, with a few expert thrusts, I’m filled with intense pleasure as he helps me reach orgasm.

There’s a silence hung in the air between us as his hands caress me tenderly, and I’m left in awe of what I’ve just experienced. It’s unlike anything I could have imagined; a hot, hard fucking from my doctor that will never be forgotten.

Table of Contents

• 1. Barely Contained: Exuberant Anticipation
• 2. Practically Purring: The Deliciously Slow Build-up
• 3. Thrusting for Pleasure: Taking the Heat to the Next Level
• 4. Maximum Ecstasy: Confident Release of My Wildest Fantasies
• To Conclude

1. Barely Contained: Exuberant Anticipation

• Heckling Pleasure

I started to unfasten the top buttons of my white coat as I sat astride his lap. His hard, thick cock rubbing against my lower abdomen. With each move, my arousal growing more intense, my breath becoming more rapid and my skin laden with a thick sheen of perspiration. I closed my eyes and tipped my head back as I felt his hands grabbed me by the waist and his hardened shaft pressed against my buttocks.

His fingers traced circles around my navel while I continued to lock lips with him. His rough, unshaven chin scratched my face and a gritty, muscular-like aroma filled my nostrils. As our tongues battled for supremacy, he took his right hand and ran it over my back while pushing his hips forward so that our crotches were aligned as one.

My pleasure was barely contained and I had never felt such pure bliss. In that moment, my sensation felt like a thousand shimmering stars cascading down upon me. I could feel his hardness as every thrust made me gasp and tremble with a sheer, ecstatic joy. His hands exploring every inch of me, my body my arousal spilling out of continent and onto the sheets. There was a connection, not only of our physical connection but of something more, something deeper, that made it all the more electrifying.

2. Practically Purring: The Deliciously Slow Build-up

My heart raced and sweat beaded on my skin as I stood before him in nothing but my underwear. The cold air in his office felt like an icy chill against my taut skin and I was stunned by his piercing gaze as he moved his eyes up and down my body. I only wanted him to touch me, to feel his strong hands exploring every inch of my frame.

He was so close yet still so far away. I wanted to reach out to pull him in but I didn’t, knowing it would be unprofessional – and besides, I liked that he was taking his time. With each passing second a fire built inside me, an inferno that could only be quenched by sinking into him. Finally, finally, he stepped a hand forward, pushing the collar of my neck aside and tracing intricate circles around my throat with his thumb.

I dared not move. My entire body felt electrified as his touch sent shivers soaring through me. He gently brought his hands to my shoulders, slowly pushing me against his desk as he stepped closer. He set my fever on fire as he moved his hands across my chest and down my arms, causing me to moan under his touch. A growl rose from his throat, indicating his eagerness to take me. I yelped as he spun me around and pressed me against the sturdy surface, my arms pinned to the hardwood. His lips met mine before I could even catch my breath and suddenly I was lost in the moment. This was no ordinary fucking, it was something far more special.

Gently, he moved his hips, his strong thighs brushing against mine as we grinded against one another. With every stroke I felt something new, a sensation that sparked pure, passionate heat. His palms traveled up my sides until his hands were clasped in mine; I moaned under the intensity of our kiss as his tongue explored my mouth. We moved together in perfect harmony, a perfect storm of pleasure that left my senses spinning.

With each thrust my desire seemed to rise, my love for him shining through like never before. I screamed out in pleasure, my hands locked tightly in his as he slammed his body into mine. The moment crescendoed until I felt that familiar wave of pleasure crash over me. I let out a relieved exhale as he held me in his arms, our bodies dripping with sweat. As the sun shone in through the window, we both felt an invigorating sense of bliss fill the air.

3. Thrusting for Pleasure: Taking the Heat to the Next Level

The doctor had me lying out flat, his hot breath tickling my ear as he adoringly caressed my body, the warmth of his lips brushing against the contours of my back. I felt the energy of his hands above me, gripping my hips and lifting me closer towards his body. His body was now molded to mine, his abdomen rippling along with my every breath, this connection only amplified as he clenched and arched, pressing himself against me.

My senses were heightning as my body pushed deeper and deeper into the depths of pleasure. His thrusts were wild and relentless, my groin burning, his muscular muscles tight around ever more powerful strokes as the intensity increased. I writhed with pleasure; the friction exquisite. With each thrust I was drawn further into this pool of desire, my every thought focused on the pleasure that was being imparted on me.

• He whispered endearments and affirmations, my mind seduced with his want for me.
• The heat waves pulsating through my body, his breath caressing my cheeks.
• No holding back, I welcomed every sensation with passionate reciprocation.

4. Maximum Ecstasy: Confident Release of My Wildest Fantasies

My physician was my gateway to an intensely pleasurable experience, and my hunger was palpable.

His expert hands explored my body passionately, as he released my inhibitions, exploring my fantasy and reality.

My sexual energy came alive as I surrendered to the power of his touch, with orgasmic energy radiating through me.

His strong authority and confidence commands me to allow him to do whatever he wanted, the reciprocity of his pleasure responded back with a raging rage.

The desperation and desire building steadily, I begged for him to penetrate me, his fingers exploring me diligently. His body pinned against mine as he moved gracefully, our skin sticking together in a mutual rapture. My anticipation was rising, no longer able to contain as my heart raced with anticipation. The energy between us was palpable as I begged for the ultimate tease of his hard cock thrusting against me.

The surge of pleasure overcame me, as surges of orgasmic intensity coursed through each movement and sensation. Our flesh melded in the fabric of the moment, as my soul screamed with titillating joy. I am desperate to be filled, my whole being begging, I was consumed by the build, before finally releasing in a powerful crescendo.

My treat in serenity in the aftermath, feeling overwhelmingly fulfilled, I melted in pleasure beneath him, my body wanting even more.

To Conclude

The long, hard fucking had come to an end and I lay there in a state of blissful contentment. I ran my hands over my body, felt the heat emanating from my skin and could still feel the echoes of pleasure that had been rippling through me just moments ago. My physician had fucked me in a way I’d never imagined possible, and I felt myself filled with an intense appreciation and gratitude. I knew that I’d never forget what had just transpired between us, that I was forever changed, and, in some way, our lovemaking had provided me with a special type of therapy. I looked up at him with a satisfied smile and thanked him for what he’d just done. He smiled back, his gaze lingering on me just a few moments more before he walked out of the room. As he stepped away, I felt a wave of affection and security wash over me, for I knew that I’d be safe and taken care of no matter what.