FakeHospital Patient tries doctors sperm to get pregnant

The examining room was dimly lit, the air thick with anticipation. Lying naked on the cold, sterile table was Ella, a 22-year-old blonde Czech beauty, her fair skin contrasting with the crisp white sheets. She was here for a ‘check-up’ that promised to be anything but routine.

Doctor Peter, a respected OB/GYN with a self-admitted ‘God complex,’ entered the room, his white coat pristine, his eyes hungry. He had been eyeing Ella for weeks, her pert breasts and curvy hips stirring something primal within him.

“Ms. Novak,” he greeted coldly, “let’s begin, shall we?” His gloved hands traced her body, lingering on her silky skin and making her squirm. “You’ve been trying to conceive for some time now, correct?”

Ella could only nod, feeling powerless and yet aroused by his dominance. Doctor Peter continued his ‘exam,’ his fingers grazing her inner thighs and moving ever closer to her most intimate area. “Now,” he purred, his hot breath tickling her neck, “I’ll need to perform a manual sperm analysis inside you to ensure we can accurately pinpoint the best time for conception.”

Without warning, his fingers plunged into her wet slit, pumping in and out at a steady rhythm. Ella gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily. He was proximate to her most sensitive area, yet denying her direct stimulation. It was maddening.

As he fingered her roughly, Doctor Peter leaned in close, his voice a husky whisper. “I’m going to breed you like a bitch in heat,” he growled. “Fill you with my potent seed until your womb is nothing more than a warm sheath for my semen.” His filthy words only heightened Ella’s arousal.

She writhed beneath his touch, struggling to keep her composure. “Please, Doctor,” she gasped, “it’s too much.” But deep down, a part of her reveled in his depravity, craving the debasement.

Doctor Peter chuckled darkly. “Oh, I’ve only just begun.” His fingers withdrew, leaving Ella empty and aching. He removed his gloves and tossed them aside, then unzipped his pants and released his thick, throbbing erection.

Ella’s eyes widened at the sight of it, an involuntary moan escaping her lips. It was utterly beastly, a monster of a cock. The mere thought of that glistening head parting her innocence made her bite her lip. Doctor Peter smirked knowingly.

“Such an eager little slut, aren’t we?” he taunted, fondling himself mere inches from her face. “Open wide, Ella. Let’s see if that pretty mouth of yours is as good as the rest.”

Quivering with nervous excitement, Ella complied, her lips parting willingly to accept his generous girth. He groaned in approval, then thrust forward, driving the entire length of his shaft deep into the warm embrace of her throat.

“Fuck,” he hissed in bliss, “such a good girl. Take it all, Ella. Let me fuck your face until you choke on my cock.” His hips pistoned ruthlessly, ramming his dick in and out of her tight esophagus. Tears streamed down Ella’s face, her body convulsing with each brutal thrust, yet she didn’t protest. Instead, she gradually relaxed her throat, allowing him deeper access.

“Now,” Doctor Peter panted, withdrawing from her mouth with a wet pop, “let’s see how well you take a real man’s cock.” Ella shuddered, both thrilled and terrified by his words. He wasted no time, spreading her legs wide and positioning himself at her entrance.

With one savage thrust, he impaled her, driving the full force of his manhood into her defenseless womb. Ella screamed, her body convulsing as every nerve ending flared with agonized ecstasy. Doctor Peter’s hips pumped furiously, the wet slap of flesh on flesh echoing obscenely through the room.

“Yes, fuck,” he snarled, “so tight and wet. You were made for this, weren’t you? Made to be a receptacle for my seed.” Ella could only whimper in response, nodding mindlessly as he pounded her into the table.

Suddenly, Doctor Peter withdrew, leaving Ella hollow and aching. He flipped her over roughly, exposing her pert ass to his hungry gaze. “I’m going to fuck you right here,” he growled, caressing her silky curves, “and there’s nothing you can do about it.”

He drove into her in one swift motion, his balls slapping against her clit as he hilted himself inside her. Ella groaned long and low, her spine arching as she greeted his brutal intrusion. There was no escape, no reprieve from his relentless assault on her body.

“Fuck,” he panted, “your ass is tighter than I could have imagined. I’m going to be limp for weeks after this.” Ella muffled a gasp, the fresh assault on her anus sending hot tingles down her spine. She could feel every ridge, every vein of his hard cock as it tore into her tender flesh.

“Gonna… fill you… up,” he grunted with each savage thrust, “pump you full of cum until you’re swollen with my seed.” He reached around, fingers finding her swollen clit and rubbing vigorous circles. Ella nearly screamed, her body seizing with a sudden, violent orgasm that threatened to tear her apart.

Doctor Peter groaned low in his throat, burying himself to the hilt as hot jets of cum sprayed into her depths. Ella squirmed, whimpering with each blast of liquid heat that filled her insides. It felt endless, his orgasm one that would surely impregnate her if repeated often enough.

As the peak slowly receded, Doctor Peter collapsed against her back, panting heavily. “Homework for next time,” he whispered in her ear, “get yourself on a cycle tracker, so we can time my deposits to yours for maximum success.” Ella nodded, too overcome to speak.

He pulled out, semen dribbling from her well-fucked holes. “I’ll see you next week, love,” he promised, giving her ass a parting spank. “Rest up – you’re going to need the strength to carry my children.”