Blonde Patientin fickt mit dem Arzt
Title: “Doctor’s Orders: A Blonde Bombshell’s Naughty Medical Examination”
Dr. Hans Müller steadied his hand as he flipped through the patient records. The name “Heidi Schmidt” leapt out at him, checking the chart again to make sure he hadn’t misread it. A young, beautiful blonde woman requesting a comprehensive physical exam – this was sure to be an interesting day.
Heidi sauntered into the examination room on time, her heels clacking rhythmically on the tile floor. Her ample bosom strained against a tight, low-cut top, nipples visibly poking through the thin fabric. A short, flirty skirt barely covered her assets, hinting at the shapely legs beneath.
“Guten Morgen, Doctor,” Heidi purred with a wink. “I believe I requested a full body check-up today?”
Dr. Müller cleared his throat, trying to maintain a professional demeanor despite the rising bulge in his slacks. “Ja, Fräulein Schmidt. Please, hop up on the table and we’ll get started.”
Heidi smirked and bared her midriff as she climbed onto the cold paper. Her heels slipped off, revealing neat, pink toenails. The doctor began at her head, meticulously checking her eyes, ears, nose and throat, despite knowing they were in perfect working order.
Heidi’s tongue darted out to moisten her plump lips, distracting Dr. Müller. His hands trembled slightly as they moved to her neck, feeling for any lumps oraverages. As his fingers skimmed the delicate hollow of her throat, Heidi let out a soft moan.
“Doctor, are you quite all right?” she asked coyly. “You seem a bit…taken aback.”
Dr. Müller swallowed hard, trying to focus on the task at hand. “Apologies, Fräulein. Simply taking my time with your…thorough evaluation.”
His fingers continued downward, carefully checking her firm breasts and softly kneading them through her top. Heidi arched her back, pressing them into his palms. Under the guise of palpating, he brushed his thumbs across her stiff nipples, causing Heidi to gasp and flutter her lashes.
The examination progressed to her torso, the doctor listening to her heart and breath sounds, his stethoscope pressing intimately against her chest and stomach. A small tattoo of a heart peeked out from her belly button, and Dr. Müller felt an almost irresistible urge to trace it with his tongue.
Heidi lifted her hips as the doctor removed the skimpy skirt, revealing a lacy thong and what appeared to be a perfect, hairless mound. Dr. Müller gulped audibly as he palpated her lower abdomen, giving her a coy smile. “Everything…looks good down here, Fräulein. No tenderness or pain?”
“None at all, Dr. Müller,” Heidi breathed. “You have very…magic hands.”
Spreading her knees, he could see the damp patch forming on her panties. Gently rolling the sheer fabric aside, he gingerly examined her glistening folds, exerting the lightest pressure. “Lay back and relax, Fräulein. I’ll probe a little deeper to be sure.”
Heidi did as instructed, eyes half-lidded with anticipation. His fingers delved into her warm, wet heat, exploring her slick interior with expert strokes. She whimpered and gripped the edges of the table, hips undulating against his hand. “Mmm, just like that, Doctor. Quiz as much as you need.”
Wanting to see more of her reactions, Dr. Müller pulled the thong down her long, slender legs. Heidi simultaneously kicked the skimpy garment off and spread her thighs even wider, inviting him to further violate her nethers. Moving to stand between them, he slowly jackhammered two fingers in and out of her grasping channel, rubbing her sensitive g-spot with each pump.
Heidi tossed her head from side to side, blonde hair sprawled across the paper. Her breasts heaved with each labored breath as the stimulation intensified. Dr. Müller couldn’t resist bending to take one taut nipple in his mouth, swirling it with his tongue. Heidi keened and dug her nails into his scalp, holding him close.
By now his erection strained painfully against his pants, and he knew Heidi noticed. Unbuckling his slacks, he sprung free, letting her get an eyeful of his thick, pulsing cock. The arrogant slut didn’t disappoint – she wrapped a small hand around his girth and began stroking with just the right pressure.
“Fräulein Schmidt,” Dr. Müller gasped, “you’re being quite an…inappropriate patient.”
“Then you’d better fuck me, Doctor, before I give myself to someone else,” Heidi shot back with a wicked grin. Keen to take her up on the offer, Dr. Müller withdrew his fingers from her dripping slit and removed his clothes. Heidi grabbed the base of his shaft and guided him to her entrance, rubbing the broad head through her slick folds.
Impatient, she sheathed him to the hilt in one smooth stroke, enveloping him in her tight, fluttering warmth. “Ja, Dr. Müller! I’ve needed this for so long…”
They moved together urgently, Heidi’s heels digging into the small of his back, spurring him on. He pounded into her hard and fast, grunting with each thrust. Heidi met him stroke for stroke, her inner muscles squeezing him like a vise.
“I want to feel you cum inside me,” she panted. “Fill me up with your hot, creamy seed.”
Her words threw him over the edge. With one final deep thrust, he spilled his load deep within her, Heidi crying out and clenching around him as she reached her own peak. His spent cock slid free of her well-used pussy, his seed bubbling out.
Dr. Müller collapsed next to her, both of them gasping for air. As soon as he recovered, he zipped up and cleared his throat. “I’ll, uh, let you get dressed, Fräulein. Everything appears to be in perfect working order.”
Heidi giggled and sat up, letting the sticky aftermath trickle between her legs. “Thank you, Doctor. I don’t think I’ve ever felt better!”
Dr. Müller limped from the room, his White Coat no doubt smelling of sex. Heidi tidied herself up, an impish smile playing about her lips. She couldn’t wait for her next appointment.
THE END
