Sexy Doctor’s Special Treatment

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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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“I don’t know what to do,” my friend said, visibly shaken and distraught, “he’s my brother yaar, I feel disgusted.”

The only time I had met his brother was at his wedding with the most stunningly beautiful doctor I had ever seen. Lucky guy! I had thought back then. So, this revelation about his brother having an extra-marital affair had come as a complete shock.

One of the pictures my friend showed me left no room for a benefit of the doubt. His brother’s expression of ecstasy while his cock was being sucked by a barely 18 naked girl was rather self-explanatory.

There were others too with his cock immersed inside some part another teen’s body or the other, not to mention a heavily edited 3-hour video shot over an entire day. Those were just the ones he showed me. The folder contained a whole bunch of more pics and videos.

The video he showed me would shame most porn flicks — starring my friend’s brother fucking a barely legal 18 year old blonde in all her holes without protection, cumming twice in her pussy, once in her mouth and once in her ass.

I couldn’t understand why a guy with a wife as hot as his, needed to stray outside the marriage.

“Did you confront your brother about this? And who the hell managed to get these pictures and video?” I asked my friend.

“I don’t know the answer to your second question, but I found these in his suitcase today. I am traveling out of town tonight, and I needed a suitcase. Since my brother is already on a work trip, I figured I could use one of his spare suitcases and found these in them.” He said.

“Yes I called him about these pictures. He said, as a surgeon Bhabhi has no time for him when he is in town. Between her crazy schedule and his work, they hadn’t slept together for months and when his newly hired temp secretary offered him rosy openings during her summer holidays job, he slipped.”

I didn’t know what to say to my friend. It was such stunning news.

“I have to go out of town,” he continued, “and I don’t know what to do. If I tell Bhabhi now, she will be shattered and I don’t know if I can wait two weeks till I get back from my work trip.”

“Leave it to me,” I said.

“She doesn’t even know you” he seemed unsure.

“Don’t worry about that,” I assured him, “I will take care of it. You go on your trip in peace.

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While I had met my friend’s brother just once before, his wife was another matter. She and I had become rather close friends over the past few months. Both knew there was a sexual tension between us, yet both were respecting the dignity of her marriage. And now, my friend had handed me the path into her panties.

My second time seeing the beauty was when I had sprained an ankle at work. My friend has called his sister-in-law who had agreed to see me though she was a general surgeon and not just another doctor.

It turned out to be a Grade II sprain. That meant I got to see her every week for the following month. It was always a struggle for me to tear me eyes off her cleavage and she would smile knowingly whenever she caught me staring.

When I saw her at the end of the treatment she refused to take a fee for services rendered, so I asked her to let me get her some tea or coffee at least.

“Ok…but do you mind if we do it after shift?” she asked. I would have agreed to do “it” with her anytime, “I’d rather not go out in these surgical scrubs. I’d really like it to be where I can be casual and have a few moments free from the job stress.”

“Sure,” I said. “What time works for you?”

“Let’s see…. Shift ends at 10 and I would really like a shower. Would 10:30 tonight be too late for you?”

“Not at all,” I replied, smiling, “I will be here then.”

There was an overnight café a few minutes walk away catering to the hospital staff and caregivers and we decided to go there.

When I saw her that night, my jaw dropped. She was dressed in a short black top with an insanely drooping neckline over black leggings worn at least three inches below her navel.

I watched her walk towards me with a backpack slung over a shoulder that had pulled her tee-shirt strap off her shoulder.

I didn’t know where I wanted to stare more…the exposed bare shoulder, the valley peeking above her top that had drooped even lower thanks to the top being off one shoulder, the pointy nipples poking against the top (there was obviously no bra), the heavenly deep navel set high on her belly or the hint of her red polka-dotted white panties barely visible through the material of her leggings.

The panties won and I just couldn’t tear my eyes off the most delicious looking camel-toe between her legs. 

I was still staring, sitting in a visitor’s chair, mentally undressing and fucking her, when she walked right in front of me, her navel and pussy inches from my face. I was so tempted to grab her and bury my face between her legs.

“Up here dreamer” she said, ending my trance and making me jump with a start.

She giggled. “Lost in thought I see…didn’t even notice me.” If only she knew.

I was glad I was carrying my laptop bag and it was set on my lap hiding my erection. I made sure it stayed in front of me as I stood up and we started walking towards the cafe.

Over coffee, we chatted about my upbringing and job as the computer technician at her brother in law’s office, that I had attended her wedding, about her job and its stresses, about my family and the one relationship of the past that had ended with me being dumped for a BMW-driving rich son of an industrialist.

We discovered our shared love for long drives and weekend road trips.

We also had the same interest in music and liked similar movies. I learned that the dream wedding wasn’t all perfect because her husband wasn’t into drives or road trips or movies.

Also, between his traveling job and her unpredictable hospital scheduled, they hadn’t got to spend much time together since returning from their two-week honeymoon in Mauritious.

“Wow! Mauritious,” I exclaimed. “Beautiful place. I’ve only seen pictures.”

“Me too really,” she said blushing slightly, “besides the airport and what I got to see along the drive to the resort, I only saw the one beach that was right outside our resort, and that too when the husband was sleeping.”

“What!” I was shocked, “must have been disappointing. Was it raining?”

Her blush deepened, “No, the weather was perfect. But he had other ideas and was more interested in playing “indoor games” with me all day and all night.”

After a pause, she added shyly, “can’t say I was disappointed, though I hardly got any sleep those two weeks.”

“Oh” I said catching on, my erection swelling as I pictured her husband fucking this silken beauty non-stop for two weeks day-and-night.

“I don’t believe I just said all that” she added turning beet red and sipping her coffee to hide her face.

“And I have to confess I pictured all that.” I said shamelessly.

“Whatever you imagined,” she said turning red, “multiply it at least 10 times.”

“But you don’t know what I was imaging.”

“True,” she said smiling, “but you are a guy and it doesn’t take much to guess what you were imagining.”

We found each other easy to talk to and both were surprised at how much we had opened up to each other, sharing things very few others knew.

When she inevitably glanced at her wrist watch, we were surprised at how time had sped past. We had spoken for nearly 3 hours and it was almost 1:30 am.

I offered to walk her home and on the stroll to her place, she confided that it had been rough. Between his long work trips and her schedule at the hospital they hardly even saw each other awake once or twice a month.

I was surprised when she said that they had “done it” only thrice in the six months since returning from the honeymoon.

“I had to get a new best friend,” she said holding her thumb and forefinger apart to suggest a vibrator, “so I can take care of my needs.”

Once again, I couldn’t help imaging her masturbating naked in bed. I found myself wondering if she squirted during her orgasms and wished I had my mouth around her pussy when she erupted in my mouth.

I was so hard, my balls were starting to ache.

We exchanged phone numbers, email and online chat IDs and before long had reached their house.

It was time to say good night. She leaned in and hugged me. Was I imagining that she pressed her boobs and rubbed them against my chest when she reached up to kiss me on the cheek. If she felt my boner poking her she didn’t let on.

“Thank you for a wonderful evening” she said.

“My pleasure” I replied, “want to do it again?”

“Yes please” she said. I could have sworn I saw her blush in the darkness.

Needless to say, I was aching for a release and couldn’t wait to get home.

As soon as I reached, I stripped naked and started jerking off while imagining I was her husband fucking her over and over during their honeymoon.

Right then, the phone rang.

“Thank you for a wonderful evening,” she said

“I should be the one thanking you,” I replied, “what are you doing?”

“Not sure I should tell you this,” she said hesitantly, “but I am unpacking my ‘best friend’. Our talk kind of turned me on. What are you doing?”

“A few steps ahead of you,” I said continuing to stroke myself.

“Then wait for me,” she said.

She kept giving me a running commentary telling me that she had stripped out of her dress, that she stripped out of her underwear, that she was lying in bed wearing just a sheer robe that was open in front, that she had chosen her fingers over her vibrator today… and so on.

That’s when I came, but didn’t tell her.

We kept talking about what we were doing.

Hearing her moan and groan as she pleasured herself got me hard in no time.

Her breathing got shallow and her voice got hoarse. It took her fifteen minutes before she stopped talking and started moaning.

“You ok?” I said, my voice hoarse.

“Almost there,” she gasped, “wait for me.”

As her moaning got louder and more urgent, I found myself approaching a second climax.

I came a second time when I heard her scream during her orgasm.

“Much better than any orgasm with my best friend,” she said finally when we had both come down from the high of our climax, “thank you for this.”

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Visiting her at work became a regular routine for me and we got rather close.

On one such visit, we repeated our ‘coffee date’. She told me that her ‘best friend’ hadn’t been able to match the orgasm she’d had while talking with me.

“We can do it again if you want,” I said, “I know I would love to.”

“I would like that,” she said blushing.

That began our ‘phone sex’ dates at least a couple times a week.

Phone calls soon upgraded to video calls. When I first saw her squirt, I said I would have loved to taste that. She went red in the face and confessed she hadn’t done that in a long time.

When I showed up at her workplace, she would introduce me to her colleagues as her ‘new best friend.’ Only the two of us knew what she really meant by that.

I invited her over to my bachelor pad for lunch and after three cancellations because of emergency surgeries, she finally came over.

“Good looking, well mannered and a good cook… I am impressed,” she said licking her lovely fingers.

“Thank you. No other girl seems to be,” I replied, “just my luck that the prettiest and sexiest girl I know is impressed and she happens to be married.”

She turned beet red at the pass.

I took that as a win because she could have just as easily taken offense.

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Her hard drive gets me hard

One day, I got a call from her sounding rather panicked.

Her laptop wasn’t booting and she asked if I would mind taking a look. She didn’t want to take it to a repair center because the laptop contained some sensitive information. 

As always, she was dressed to kill, a gray spaghetti strap top with a drooping neckline worn over a black bra and a white pajama bottom worn so low on her waist that she couldn’t have been wearing any panties underneath.

A generous portion of her ass was peeping out the top of her pajama bottom. On the front, the arch of her pelvic bone curving towards her pussy promised blissful concealed pleasures. I could never help getting an erection when I was around her and her revealing clothes invariably gave me aching balls.

After booting up the laptop, it asked for her login. As she bent down to type in her password, I got to enjoy a view of her heavenly breasts. After she typed in the password, the moment she entered, the laptop screen went black and it shut down.

We tried it a couple more times with the same result. I said I would have to take it with me to try and fix it.

Reluctantly, she agreed, saying again that it contained sensitive data and requested me not to look into the files or data.

It was late into the night by the time I was able to troubleshoot the problem and get the laptop to stay on after logging in. On the desktop was a folder called “Honeymoon Candids”.

The pictures in it made me masturbate again and again all night long.

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Doctor treats my erection problem

The next morning, I called her saying the laptop was fixed but I had a medical problem I needed to see her about. She asked me to come over to the hospital.

“Oh God!” she gasped staring at the raging erection in my tracks when I moved the laptop bag away, laying in the hospital bed.

“See my problem?” I said. “It’s embarrassing to even be here like this Bhabhi. It just won’t go down since last night.”

“What caused it?” she asked unable to tear her eyes from my crotch.

“You” I said. When she looked at me puzzled, I added, “After I fixed the laptop last night, in spite of your request, I couldn’t resist the temptation of looking at the “wedding candids” album on your desktop.”

She went red in the face at the mention of that album.

“Fuck, you are even more gorgeous without your clothes Bhabhi. I am sorry, but just couldn’t help the erection I got. I had to masturbate to relieve the tension in my groin. But even after I came, the erection just wouldn’t go down. I kept masturbating through the night to your pictures Bhabhi. I came four times imagining I was cumming inside you…and it still won’t go down. I am sorry Bhabhi, but I don’t know what to do.”

 “Let’s take a look,” she said, “pull your pants down.”

I stood up and unzipped my pants. As soon as I pulled them and my underwear down, my rock hard member sprang up, pointing straight at her face.

“WOW!” was her first involuntary reaction as my 10″ cock sprang out. “I mean you are HUGE!!!” she said, her voice cracking, “I can see why that can be a problem if you can’t get it down.”

“I know Bhabhi,” I said, “what should I do?”

“Maybe you should try doing it with your girlfriend instead of masturbating.” she suggested, “That may solve the problem.”

“How? I told you that I don’t have a girlfriend Bhabhi.” I said, “I couldn’t go to anyone but you to help me.”

“I will see what I can do,” she said taking her lab coat off.

While talking to me about the problem, she had unconsciously taken my erection in her hand and was stroking it.

One thing led to another and before long, she was sucking me, caressing my balls and stroking my hardness passionately.

Within minutes, I tensed, grabbed her head and shoved my cock all the way down her throat and came, shooting my load in her mouth.

She had no choice but to swallow most of it. Once spent, when I pulled out, some of my cum spilled over her top. The erection though didn’t subside at all.

“Maybe you need to get laid for real” she said.

“Bhabhi please” I moaned, “I don’t have a girlfriend and all I have thought about since last night is fucking you.”

“What are you saying!!!!” she said in shock, still stroking my hardness, “I am married.”

“And deprived,” I added, “by your own admission. Bhabhi it’s not like we are having an affair. You are just helping a patient.”

Through the protests and refusal, the examination room door somehow got locked, I found myself kissing her gorgeous lips. Her feeble protests and attempts at pushing me away faded away as I shoved my tongue in her mouth.

She sucked on my tongue, moaning hungrily and before long, we were literally eating each others’ mouths, sucking each others’ tongues and drinking each others’ saliva.

I reached down and started caressing her boobs and stroking her pussy over her clothes.

She was burning with desire and when I stripped her naked, she didn’t protest. All she did was was moan with pleasure when I sucked one hard nipple after the other.

Within minutes she was on top of me, guiding my hardness into her dripping wet pussy.

“Oh my GOD, you’re massive” she groaned as I filled her hole completely. She was way tighter than I had imagined her to be. Her pussy muscles wrapped around my hardness were a dream come true.

She started riding me on the hospital bed, tentatively and slowly at first. Soon she was bouncing away with her pent up needs rapidly rising to the surface.

She came with a shuddering orgasm, shaking violently, my hardness buried deep inside her.

Once her orgasm passed, I laid her on the hospital bed and got on top. 

For the next ten minutes, I drilled her hungry pussy, while she grabbed on to my neck and back, her legs high in the air, giving me unrestricted access.

Every thrust into her was making her get closer and closer to another orgasm.

“Yes…yes…yes…oh my GOD YESSSSS!!!!!!” she screamed, shaking violently.

I came at the same time, flooding her pussy with my cum.

Covered in sweat and panting heavily, we stayed wrapped around each other, my member buried inside her.

When it didn’t go limp, I started pumping her again.

After fucking her in the same position for a few minutes, I turned her around on her hands and knees and entered her doggie style.

Over the 20 minutes that I fucked her, she had two more orgasms and I came in her pussy a second time during her second climax.

Again, I didn’t go limp but instead of waiting to go limp, I kept pounding her pussy even after I was done creaming her.

I fucked her throughout the afternoon with absolutely no breaks.

I had emptied my load deep inside her pussy five more times before my cock finally went limp.

Along the way, she had cum over fifteen times with earth-shattering orgasms and taken seven loads of my cum deep inside her pussy.

As we lay cuddled on the hospital bed, kissing passionately, she said, “we finally got the problem fixed.”

“Too bad,” I said, “I would have loved to keep going all night.”

My limp cock was still buried in her cum-filled pussy and I kept moving in her as I kissed her mouth. She caressed my hair as our tongues played with each other. My hands caressed her perfect breasts and pinched her nipples lovingly.

“You know, the last time I had more than 10 orgasms in a day was during my honeymoon. Back then, I had that many orgasms over an entire day and night. Never have I cum this many times in just a matter of hours.” she said and that statement made her realize what she had just done.

She pushed me away and put on her clothes hurriedly.

“This can’t happen again,” she said refusing to look at me, guilt written all over her face. “You were a patient and I treated you. If you have this problem again, please find another doctor. I am a married woman and I can’t be doing this ever again. You get that?”

“I am sorry Bhabhi,” I said getting off the bed and putting my own clothes on, “I didn’t intend for this and I agree.” I left saying sorry one more time.

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Doctor discovers her husband’s infidelity

My friend had left leaving the pictures and the pen drive containing the pictures and videos of his brother. Over the next few hours, I had created clips of the most incriminating and outrageous videos and arranged them in a playlist.

Since that day in the hospital, an awkward distance had come between us. We hardly met and our phone calls had become short, awkward and distant. Today could change all that… if I played it right.

I got to her place that night. Instead of ringing the door bell, I called her.

“Bhabhi, I need to meet you right now” I said.

It must have been the urgency in my voice that told her something was seriously wrong and this wasn’t just me calling her. “What’s the matter?” She asked, concern in her voice, looking at her watch… it was 11:30 pm.

“Bhabhi I am outside your house. I need to see you right now. It can’t wait.”

“Arey….I am in bed naked baba…and we have discussed this. I can’t treat your erection problem. This is not right.” I could hear her vibrator in the background — so she wasn’t just naked, but had gone back to her ‘old best friend.’

“It’s not that Bhabhi.” I said, “this is something else. Please open the door.”

“Ok, ok,” she said. I heard her vibrator shut off as she said that, “acha give me 5 minutes to get decent.”

Like always, seeing her quickened my pulse.

She’d put on a spaghetti strap sheer while nightie over her black lace bra and panties.

The nightie showed more than it concealed and I had an instant erection the moment she opened the door. While my cock had other ideas, I had to bide my time.

“Stop staring,” she said as my eyes roamed all over her body, mentally undressing her.

“I am sorry Bhabhi, but I just had to show you this,” I said walking past her into the house.

I pulled my laptop out of the backpack and set it on the coffee table. “I am sorry Bhabhi, this is going to hurt, but you deserve to know.”

“What’s this?” she said walking up next to me and looking down at the laptop.

The video I had chosen was of her husband popping a red-headed virgin’s cherry. You could hear her scream as his cock broke her hymen, soon followed by his bloody cock pulling out of her, before going back into the depths of her pussy.

Her jaw dropped and her face contorted in rage as she watched her husband taking a teenage girl’s virginity.

In the next video, he had another barely adult firang girl on his lap as his cock drilled her pussy.

Seeing the disgust on her face, I bent to shut my laptop and save her the agony.

“No, don’t stop it,” she hissed, “let it play.”

“There are so many like these in here Bhabhi,” I said, “I am so sorry, you have to see this.”

She was seething in anger as she said, “I want to see this.”

As she was saying this, the next clip came on, showing her husband’s face buried between the butt cheeks of a black teen.

She was moaning in pleasure as he licked her butt hole and entered her with his tongue before tongue-fucking her ass. While eating her ass, he spanked her butt and fingered her pussy to orgasm.

Once she had cum, he shoved his cock into her ass without protection and came inside the girl just 2 minutes later.

“I don’t believe this,” she said, her eyes going from the laptop screen to me and then back.

By now, the next video had started playing.

In this one, her husband was in a car with a secretary type riding his cock. This was one of the few videos in which her husband wasn’t naked.

He had his pants down enough to free his cock, which was drilling the girl, who had to hold on to the door handle and partly lean out of the car as he fucked and creamed her pussy.

“The bastard,” she hissed just as the next video started playing.

This one featured her husband with two of his friends with a young Latina girl.

One of her husband’s friends had his cock in the girl’s mouth, another in her ass while her husband pounded the girl’s pussy.

All three men came almost at the same time, filling the young girl’s mouth, ass and pussy full of cum.

Then they swapped positions till they all came again, and swapped positions once more. All three men had deposited their sperm in all three of the girl’s holes.

She finally turned away and asked me to stop it when the next video started playing.

In this one, her husband was fucking a teen girl doggy style on the couch while a woman — probably her mother — was cooking in the kitchen, her back towards them.

“She just turned 18 last month for God’s sake.” she said, as I closed the lid of my laptop.

“You know her?” she nodded

“We were invited to her 18th birthday party last month. It was one of his few ‘business trips’ that I went on. That’s his business associate’s wife in the kitchen and his daughter that my husband is fucking. He asked me to head back home because he had ‘some business’ to take care of. I see what business he was taking care of now.”

“I am so sorry Bhabhi,” I said.

She was bawling by now and ran to the bathroom with a mumbled ‘excuse me.’

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“This has clearly been going on for years,” she said when she finally emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a partly soaked towel, water dripping from her body — clearly she had taken a shower. Her eyes were puffed and she had clearly been crying her heart out.

“That’s what I thought when I saw the number of videos there are in the drive… you only saw a few”, I replied, “He apparently told his brother it had just started and blamed your working hours and non-availability for it. But your brother in law thinks that’s a lie.”

“I should have known this long back,” she replied, wiping her tear-filled eyes and flopping on the couch. “His ‘business trips’ have been increasing over the years. He likes to say ‘if you enjoy what you do, then it’s not work.’ No wonder he has been enjoying his trips. What a fool I have been.”

“It’s not your fault Bhabhi.” I said sitting next to her and holding her in an embrace.

The heat from her soaked body had me hard instantly. I saw her eyes go to my erection, but she didn’t push me away. Instead, she put her head on my shoulder and pressed against me as I comfortingly caressed her naked shoulder.

“I thought I had cheated on him that day at the hospital and the guilt was killing me.” She said as I held her close.

“The truth is, he just didn’t seem interested in sex even when we were both home. The few times we did it, he was done in a few minutes and in hindsight, it seems like he was just going through the motions like a formality.”

“What are you going to do Bhabhi?” I asked, concern in my voice.

“I am going to teach the bastard a lesson” she said after a moment’s silence, steel in her voice.

Reaching between my legs, she started stroking me over my pants.

“You better have your erection problem tonight because you are going to fuck me all night and record every moment of it. That’s if you want to and this erection is for me and not a result of the videos.”

“I have never stopped wanting you Bhabhi.” I said lifting her face up to face me. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

In reply, she just leaned in and kissed me hard.

We kissed for a few minutes. She was wild — a combination of her horniness from the work up the vibrator had given her before I got there and the rage from her husband’s betrayal. Still kissing, she led me to their bedroom and led me to their bed.

When my hand reached up and cupped her breast over the towel and I tried to push her back on the bed, she broke the kiss and stood up.

“You better set up your laptop or phone to record.” she said.

“I think we should use both our phones and the laptop. That will give more angles to edit later.” With that, I headed back to the living room and returned with both our phones, my laptop and chargers for all three since I didn’t want to risk any of them running out of juice through the night.

By the time I had set up both the phones and my laptop to record and turned to face her, she had dropped the towel and stood facing me, her hands covering her naked breasts.

“Hope you like and want what you see,” she said blushing.

I just stared at her naked beauty, my throat going dry and my cock stirring in my pants.

“Someone’s happy to see me,” she said giggling as she watched a tent form in my pants.

“You have no idea Bhabhi,” I said moving towards her.

Once I reached her, I moved her hands off her breasts and drank in the beauty of her perfect and erect nipples. Pulling her close, I kissed her hard and deep.

“It’s not fair that I am naked and you are fully clothed,” she said pushing me back after a few minutes.

Getting on her knees she added, “let me fix that.”

She unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. She pulled both my pants and underwear down to my knees, releasing my semi-erect shaft.

“Hello handsome,” she said smiling naughtily at my member, “I am going to play with you all night.”

She kissed my member from the base to the tip, licking the opening.

Looking up at me while continuing to kiss my cock, she said, “you know, my husband is less than half your size and I still deprived myself of your pillar of love.”

She was stroking my erection as she said this and then, she stood up and grabbing me by my shaft, led me to their bedroom.

“You are the first man besides my husband to get to fuck me in my marital bed. Imagine my husband is lying next to us in bed and watching us. So you better put on a great show. Now fuck me hard” she commanded. I didn’t need another invitation.

Pushing her on the bed, I pounced on her, slamming my hardness into her and fucking her hard and fast.

She had her first orgasm in five minutes. As her body shook, I pulled out of her just as her pussy erupted in a squirting orgasm, spraying her cum up to my mouth and all over her body.

I wrapped my mouth over her pussy and drank the sweet nectar her pussy fed me for close to a minute.

Then I licked her cum from all over her body before entering her again and resuming the pounding.

Her second orgasm hit ten minutes later and once again, I pulled out, drinking her squirts from the source.

I came along with her third orgasm, after about 12 more minutes of drilling her pussy.

“I see your problem isn’t solved,” she said smiling at my still rock hard cock. “Want to check the recording before round two?”

“WOW!” she said admiring the quality of the footage on all three devices.

I set the phones and laptop back and resumed recording before returning to the bed.

Her back to me, she opened her ass cheeks wide as I guided my erection to her opening.

Straddling me, she guided my hardness back into her cum-filled pussy.

She had to move up and down a few times before I was all the way into her depths.

She started moving up and down, slowly at first, before going faster and faster.

I matched her rhythm, thrusting up into her depths.

She rode me wildly till another violent orgasm shook her.

I took over then, turning her on her hands and knees and started pounding her hard and deep doggie.

Her next orgasm hit just minutes later. Once it passed, I resumed the hard and deep pounding.

During her next orgasm, I pulled out and at her pussy and ass from behind, her pussy quivering and her ass shaking around my mouth as her entire body shook with tremors from her orgasm.

She kept groaning and moaning, asking me to take her harder, as I held her wrists behind her and drilled her.

Ten more minutes later, I creamed her pussy just as her body rocked with yet another orgasm.

My erection was going nowhere, and I continued drilling her, creaming her pussy two more times back to back.

While my cock was showing no signs of losing the erection, both of us were exhausted, covered in sweat and panting heavily. But as angry as she was, she wasn’t going to take a break.

“My husband clearly likes to fuck young girls in their ass and I noticed you enjoyed licking my butt. I want you to take my anal virginity if you want.” she said panting hard.

“What?” 

“Nobody’s fucked my ass before. Take it. And take it wany way you like.” she said.

“Oh wow,” I said, looking for to taking her ass, “it will be my pleasure.

Turning her over on her belly, I kissed and bit her lovingly all over both her butt cheeks before spreading them apart and focusing my attention on the tight little hole they covered.

Burying my face between them, I licked and probed her butt hole with my tongue.

“You like that?” she asked surprised at the enthusiasm with which I was licking her butt hole.

“I like everything about you Bhabhi,” I said replacing my tongue with a finger, probing and opening her hole, getting her ready for my cock.

Once she was ready, I entered her. She was incredibly tight and it took a while before I was able to get my cock all the way into her ass.

For the next twenty minutes I slammed her tight virgin ass making her cum and squirt, before depositing my cum deep inside her ass.

My erection was still showing no signs of subsiding. I collapsed on her, leaving my hardness buried inside her ass.

She passed out of exhaustion and the number of orgasms she’d had and I let her sleep.

Pulling out, I enjoyed her body with my lips, teeth tongue and fingers, caressing, kissing, licking and sucking every inch of her.

For close to an hour, I devoured her hard nipples and finger-fucked her though she was asleep.

She finally came to when I was eating her hungrily and promptly came in my mouth, squirting heavily through yet another monster orgasm.

Ready for more, she led me to the shower. I fucked her twice in the shower, creaming both her pussy and ass once.

She was impressed that I was still going strong after creaming her so many times and led me back to bed, where we fucked two more times before we stopped recording.

“We should record some footage in the hospital too,” she said kissing me before both of us drifted off to sleep. 

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Visiting her in the hospital during the day and her home at night for hours of fucking become our daily routine till her husband returned from his business trip.

Once he was back, our fucking was limited to the hospital but neither of us had any intention of stopping.

On their wedding anniversary she presented him with a DVD containing clips of our fucking — both at home and at the hospital. When he got angry at her, she confronted him with his videos that I had left with her.

Needless to say, a bitter divorce followed.

All through the ordeal, I couldn’t get enough of her and she enjoyed get fucked repeatedly by me, thanks to my seemingly everlasting erection.

By her own confession a few months later, I wasn’t the only guy she fucked anymore.

We had been fucking for close to three months now and she had let me know that she had seduced her brother in law and a few colleagues at work — but none of the guys she had fucked had a dick or stamina that was a fraction of mine. 

Today, I had just fucked her for three hours straight in the hospital before she fell asleep for about an hour.

“Two more hours” she said when she woke up, “before I have to get back on my rounds, so make them count.”

THE END

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