Young Indian MILF fucked in the ASS by Family Doctor

Title: “A Doctor’s Dilemma: Treat or Conquer?”

Dr. Praveen was running late for his afternoon rounds at the hospital. The 35 year-old monolid doctor sighed as he looked at his watch, knowing he’d have to rush to complete his checks on the wards. Entering the MILF ward, he was surprised to see no patients – just the voluptuous figure of Neha Bhabhi, married to his close friend Sanjay, stretching languidly on one of the beds. Her sari had slipped, revealing tantalizing glimpses of her ample cleavage.

“Dr. Praveen!” Neha exclaimed, sitting up. “You’re just the man I wanted to see. I’ve been having this terrible pain in my bottom…”

Praveen gulped, his eyes roving over her lush curves. He knew Neha was always a flirt, but her overtures had gotten bolder lately. Donning his most professional demeanor, he stepped closer.

“I’m sorry to hear that, Mrs. Patel. Let me take a look…”

She presented her firm, round ass to him, hitching up her sari. Praveen knelt behind her, his breath catching at the sight of her plump cheeks. He attempted to keep his composure as he gave her rear a cursory examination, fingers grazing her crack.

“You seem tense,” he commented. “Perhaps you’re holding some stress here? Sometimes when we carry tensions in our lower body, it translates to pain or discomfort.”

“Mmm, you may be right, Dr. Praveen,” Neha purred. She looked back over her shoulder, eyes smoldering. “I’ve been feeling so pent up lately. My husband just doesn’t satisfy me like he used to…”

Praveen’s cock twitched to life, straining against his trousers. Her words were like liquor, intoxicating and brazen. He knew he should put a stop to this, but felt himself being drawn in by her honeyed voice.

“Well, let’s see what we can do about relieving some of that tension, shall we?” His hands caressed the ripe globes of her ass, feeling them yield under his touch. “Bend over the exam table for me, Neha, so I can investigate further…”

She eagerly complied, bending at the waist and bracing her hands on the edge of the table. Her sari fell open, exposing the plump swells of her breasts. Praveen licked his lips as he grabbed a bottle of lube, squirting some onto his fingers. He traced her crack with a slick digit, feeling her clench.

“So tight,” he muttered, pressing further. “I’m going to relax you.” His finger breached her back door and Neha let out a low moan. “You like that, don’t you?”

“Y-yes,” she stammered breathlessly, pushing back against his hand. “It feels so good, Doctor! I need more…”

Emboldened, Praveen added a second finger, pumping them in and out. Neha’s pucker yielded, slick and hot. He could feel her walls fluttering, hear her wet sounds of arousal. His other hand snaked up to caress her breasts, rolling a pert nipple between his fingers. She gasped and arched, grinding her ass back against his hand.

“I need to see you,” Praveen growled, quickly unfastening his pants to free his rock hard cock. He slapped the head against her crack, giving her fats ass a slap. “You want this, Neha? You want me to fuck you in the ass and make you forget your husband ever existed?”

“Yes!” she keened. “Please Dr. Praveen, claiming your incredible dick in my tight asshole! I need it so badly!”

With that lewd invitation, Praveen pressed the head of his cock against her rear entry and thrust forward, sinking into her silky heat. Neha screamed in pleasure, rising up on her toes at the thick intrusion. Her ass held him in a vice grip, clenching wildly. He slumped over her back, panting, damn he pulled his hips back an inch and slammed forward again, hammering into her forbidden tunnel.

“Yes, fuck me!” Neha cried out. “Fuck my ass, Doctor! It’s so big! Stretching me so much!”

He reared back and began pounding into her in earnest, his heavy balls slapping obscenely against her swollen pussy lips. She met him thrust for thrust, driving her hips back to take him as deep as possible. Her inner walls rippled around him, milking his cock. He clasped her hips hard enough to bruise, slamming into her ass with animalistic grunts.

“I’m going to fill you with my cum,” he warned her, sweat dripping down his back as he relentlessly fucked her. “I’m going to pump you full of my seed.”

“Ahh yes!” Neha wailed. “I want to feel it! Want you to claim me, make me yours!” Her pussy clamped down, and she nearly screamed with her approaching orgasm. “Come in me darling! Breed my ass!”

He didn’t need further encouragement. Praveen snarled and thrust deep, burying his cock to the hilt as he unloaded inside of her. Jet after jet of his hot cum painted her anal walls, filling her to overflowing. She convulsed in ecstasy, orgasm crashing into her, pussy squirting in release.

Finally he pulled out, both of them breathing heavily. Neha’s ass was flushed, puffy, and slick with his spend. He scooped some up and pushed it back inside, producing a filthy moan.

“Such a good girl, taking your doctor’s treatment so well,” he praised. “You’ll need to come back to see me again, of course. Can’t have you leaving with lingering pain after all.”

Neha turned to face him, flushed and converted. “Oh Doctor,” she giggled. “For a proper treatment like that, I’ll be your own personal patient any time…”

Praveen chuckled darkly as he tucked himself away and straightened his clothes. He’d have to keep a closer eye on Neha Bhabhi. Her ” semiconiditions” seemed to be occurring far too frequently… Offering to take her back to his office for some “personalized care”, he lead her out into the bustling hospital corridors, both sneaking looks over their shoulders with wicked grins on their faces. Only Dr. Praveen would go so out of the line of duty to make a beautiful woman feel better. He was dedicated, after all.