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The Naughty Nurse’s Hands-On Approach
Doctor Vera was a renowned OB-GYN, known far and wide for her hands-on approach to medicine. However, her unconventional methods were not always appreciated by her conservative colleagues. Today, she had a particularly difficult patient – a young girl named Natasha, suffering from chronic vaginismus, a condition causing involuntary muscle spasms in the vagina. The 18-year-old had been unable to penetrate herself or use tampons for years, causing enormous emotional distress.
As Natasha nervously lay on the examination table, Doctor Vera leaned in, her warm brown eyes full of reassurance. “Don’t worry my dear, I’m going to help you,” she said in a soothing voice while removing her lab coat, revealing an ample bosom nearly spilling out of a low-cut blouse. Her skirt, a woefully inadequate cover for her voluptuous curves, was hiked up precariously high.
Vera’s intentions were immediately clear as she pulled on a pair of latex gloves with a lewd snapping sound. As she desacloth all her dress clothes leaving only her collar and tie, she said, “Now, I need you to trust me completely. I’m going to perform a special type of internal massage that will help relieve the tension in your pelvic floor muscles.” The older woman’s dark eyes gleamed with what could only be described as hunger.
Unaware of the eye candy that awaited her, Natasha slowly spread her thighs, fighting back the urge toclose up. She let out a startled cry as she felt Vera’s gloved fingers spread her labia, exposing the tight pink entrance of her vagina. Natasha tensed in anticipation but remained silent.
“You’re doing great, sweetie. I know this is scary but you need to relax,” renewed the confident nurse’s voice, before she roughly slid her fingers into Natasha’s tense genital muscles. Any gentleness or medical professionalism was quickly thrown aside as she began brutally pumping and churning her fingers. “You like that don’t you, you dirty slut? Don’t try to pretend you’re not getting wet from my fingers.”
Natasha gasped as the unexpected sensation of arousal began to mingle with the pain, her forbidden desires rising to the surface. She couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her lips as Vera ruthlessly repositioned her finger to rub her clit. Her perky breasts heaved and jiggled above her tank top as the nurse rubbed more intensely, reducing the young girl des أفلام porno zuen gain to a quivering mess of hormones.
After a final bout of forceful rubbing, Vera withdrew her fingers seconds before the massage cracked until the young girl’s teased body, leaving the teen’s pussy weeping with arousal instead of pain. Doctor Vera licked her lips gleefully, relishing the girl’s arousal-pain mix. “There, all better!” she exclaimed, high-fiving the stunned teen as she hopped off the examination table, hips swaying seductively.
“Why don’t we chat more about your follow-up treatment next week? Say, Thursday?” Vera purred, fishing for a reason to extend this exhilarating encounter. She handed the flustered girl her card, making sure their fingers brushed sensually. “4pm. Don’t be late. Oh, and Natasha? Wear something sexy for me!”
With an air of turbulent satisfaction, Vera sashayed out of the examination room, leaving the poor girl disheveled and panting, her mind awash with naughty thoughts and still aching for more sensual punishment.<A.CHU retreated, uncomfortably aroused at her own words. Surely doctor-patient relations did not extend to… whatever that was! Her hand crept down to unbutton her jeans, seeking momentary relief—the peachy Bloom paste evident on her fingers. Suddenly, the low buzz of her phone trilled from the counter, making her jump guiltily.
A.CHU opened it with shaky fingers to find a new message from B.O.B. in the Inc! app. Her throat went dry and a familiar heat pooled in her stomach as she read the message. "See you on Thursday after school?"
Three question marks hovered over her head for a moment as her mind reeled. Did B.O.B. want to continue their pornographic pastime?
Her face burned and her breath grew shallow as her hand trembled over the keyboard. Telling herself it wasn't her fault, A.CHU made her decision and sent her response.
"C U there!"
