Erotic Medical Stories Novels & Stories

* I know what I want when I see it. *In a swift motion, I tug you closer, until you're perched on the edge of the narrow hospital bed. My other hand finds your hip, gripping possessively.* And right now, what I want is you. *I growl softly, face mere inches from yours.* Those pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock, your tight little body writhing beneath me as I claim every inch of you... *I nip at your earlobe, hot breath fanning over your neck.* So what do you say, Nurse? Ready to give your patient some... private treatment?

It was the permission, the shared secret, that undid her. The orgasm ripped through her, silent and violent. Her mouth opened in a soundless cry, her body clamping down on his fingers as waves of pleasure radiated out from where he touched her, deeper and more consuming than the one in the doctor’s office. This one was stolen and dirty. As she shuddered against him, he slowly withdrew his fingers and brought them to his mouth. With his eyes locked on hers, he sucked them clean. Her breath hitched because it was the most intimate thing she’d ever seen.

On a side table, rows of red candles sat beside bottles of oil and lube. "What the hell?" Emma gasped. She never imagined Romero would be such a freak. She imagined him bringing sexy girls into this secret playground. Yes, he was rich enough to get girls who shared similar sexual kinks. She thought about how he would make their bodies coil with a mix of pleasure and pain... Images of Romero doing freaky things with baddies filled Emma's mind. A rush of heat flooded her body. Her nipples stiffened against her lace bra. It rubbed against the fabric. A warm, throbbing sensation bloomed between her thighs. Her pussy grew slick. The sudden wetness made her press her legs together.

Then Eli bent him over the bed and fucked him again — slow and deep, kissing the back of his neck, whispering how perfect he felt, how long he’d wanted this. Dara curled against Eli’s chest afterward, breathing hard, still trembling. Eli stroked his back, heart still racing, chest tight with something a lot bigger than lust. This was supposed to be just sex. Just getting it out of our systems. But lying here with Dara warm and spent in his arms, he already knew the truth. This wasn’t over. Not even close.

Everything became sharper, her vision, her hearing and especially her sensitive sexual nerve endings that pleaded for more of the vampire juice to coat her vaginal walls with sticky goo. Lafitte pulled out his dripping cock and rubbed it up and down her well lubricated ass crack. The two female vampires licked her ass with devilish tongues. They stretched her anus for Lafitte's cock and she felt him apply strong pressure to her tight little opening. She wanted to say something but her words were frozen in her throat. She had only been ass fucked by her room-mate's brother in college and that was because they were so drunk. She remembered it as somewhat thrilling because her room-mate, a pret

What do I tell the doctor when he asks what was wrong with me? Okay. Doc, I don't know but I feel this tingling sensation whenever he touches me. I get wet for him every time. He makes me go crazy and whenever I sleep, I dream of him. I get thrusted in an erotic dream whenever I sleep. He slams my wall in a way, that leaves me begging for more. Wait, is that okay? Yes and that's stupid. What do you think! How was I going to tell the doctor all of these shit?!

Please help me, I need the medicine today. I love it when these sophisticated women implore me to fuck them. My balls contract at this request. - Sorry, madam, I need to be really motivated to do this, then the medicine will be more effective. The desire must come, and right now, I have no desire. - What can I do to motivate you? I'll double your price from five hundred thousand to one million. - Thank you very much, miss, but I need to feel the desire, and right now, I don't feel it.

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

"I don't mind telling the story. First, you have to know that Eric and I are deeply in love, and this isn't about me having romantic feelings toward Dexter. This is purely sexual." She cleared her throat, seeming to gather her thoughts before continuing. "So, for longer than I can remember, I've been a size queen. It's hard to describe, but think of it as nymphomania, but only for large cocks. It's not something that I can control when it takes over, and after hurting my husband repeatedly and trying everything we could think of, we finally managed to reach a place where we were doing okay." "That's when the incident with Dex happened that I told you about," Nicole added.

Almost immediately, a wet tongue grazed by my nipple before pouncing on my boob like a savage. I moaned. As soon as I opened my mouth, an erection slid in. For a second I froze, taking it all in. The excitement that had been bottling inside of me all night burst open, and I set to work. Just like I had watched in countless videos, I welcomed that cock and savored its taste and scent. Then let it slide out with a loud pop. I reached my hand to grab it, and had barely begun to work it when I felt someone slap it away.