Erotic Clinic Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Yeah, I arrange most of my dates at work. Something about a woman putting her hands on your body makes these guys agreeable to going out for a drink and a tumble in the sheets." He decided to move the conversation to a different track. Her smile showed she noticed. "Partners in a clinic! Doing well?" "Yes! We started about fifteen years ago and now we have clients from all over the country coming to see us. We've gradually specialized in professional athletes. Very lucrative!"

I sat nervously on the edge of the examination table in the private clinic, my legs dangling over the side. At twenty-six years old, I had always been healthy, but lately my body had been acting strangely. My periods were irregular, I was unusually horny all the time, and I kept having these intense waves of arousal that left me soaked and aching. After putting it off for weeks, I finally booked an appointment with Dr. Alexander Kane, a highly recommended gynecologist known for his thorough examinations.

I bounced backwards with each thrust, his body driving into mine. “Climax, Tova. I want you to climax hard.” He punctuated each word with a thrust and it didn’t take long before I was gripping the fur under me, my toes curled and my legs tensed, the waves of pleasure a moment away. When I began to climax, Erik pulled out and slipped himself into my anus. I immediately tensed, scared he was going to hurt me, but he was gentle, pulling in and out at a slower pace than he was doing just a moment ago.

After tonight everything will be different. Eero ended up at her lace panty again and took them off. Ami was shy to part her legs further, but Eero gently forced them open. He gently parted the lips of her vagina and easily found her clitoris. As he was quite good at it, he was told. Ami moaned at his touch. Eero kissed the inside of her thigh, making his way to her clitoris. He pressed his tongue on her clitoris and, with a gentle force, pleasured her.

God, it's filthy, so fucking disgusting, and I move my hips in time with his lips and mouth as he licks me. I'm barreling along the edge. I'm right there, moaning his name. This is so wrong—I've never done anything like this before, not with a guy sitting like two feet away on the other side of a privacy screen—but now that Eros's down there between my legs, I can't stop. He purrs his delight and that only drives me wild. He's wining and dining me tonight—no pun intended—and I don't understand why, but I also don't care. It feels good. Not just him licking my clit, but also being out with him, being seen with him.

Holy hell, heat burned her up and her heart rate increased. Eric cupped both sides of her buttocks, bringing her back to the counter and holding her still as he lipped and pulled at her clitoris. Running his tongue from the top of her hood to the centre of her core, Cat bucked and cried out. Eric held her firm, not letting her escape his sweet torture.

Clara sat on a small sofa there in the room and clenched her thighs together as she watched them reach their orgasms together. After a few minutes, Fernandez stood up but Clara kept lying down, running her hands over her body and biting on her lower lip. “Thank you for coming Miss Christine. Feel free to book an appointment with us… at any time” Fernandez breathed out. Your video clip will be ready and sent to you by tomorrow. Your privacy is safe with us and won't be put up anywhere or sold without your consent.” He said and Christine nodded before leaving. She knew she was definitely going to book an appointment with him again soon.

“Mark, please, control yourself. This is a medical consultation. Your wife’s health is paramount. And frankly, your behavior is not helping her stress levels. I am offering a solution to a serious medical problem. If you cannot provide the necessary emotional and physical support, then we must explore alternatives.” “Mark, sit down,” Clara commanded, her voice surprisingly steady. How dare he have an opinion when he was actively cheating on her? He hesitated, then slumped back into the chair, glaring at Dr. Thorne. “So, Doctor, what exactly would this… intervention entail?” Her voice was barely a whisper, but the question hung heavy in the air. "It would be a series of sessions. Focused on a

Thankfully Eric wasn't about to stop and soon the long licks he was giving her, on her clitoris, were starting to take huge effect on her. Eric brought his hands up to where his mouth was and gently pulled her labia apart, allowing him to lap away directly on her clit. One of his fingers moved to her pu**y and he pushed it a little inside. It made her jump with the sharp pain it caused. "Ow!" She yelled. Alicia bit her lip, regretting her actions immediately. She shouldn't have yelled. She hope it hadn't spoilt the mood. Eric gave a quiet chuckle and then said to himself. "jackpot".

Clara:(angry)" Eric, don't make me angry..'' Eric (amazed)" I will love to see your angry face, my little sex slave." He laughed sarcastically, coming close to you. His hands roamed all over your body, his fast , warm breath landed on your cold body. Clara:(angry)" Don't touch me with your dirty hands." He didn't listen to you and continued touching you..his hard chest pressed against your soft body. You felt a deep sensation inside you... like something has melted inside you.. you felt weakness in your knees and strange butterflies fluttered inside your stomach.