Hospital Debauchery

Nadia scrambled to compose herself, wiping cum from her cheek with a shaky hand, smearing it across her skin, her voice hoarse as she called out, "Who is it?" The words cracked, betraying her disheveled state, her legs still wobbly as she tugged at her blouse, the missing buttons leaving her exposed, her black lace bra torn and useless.

"It's Sarah from the lab," came the muffled reply, sharp and urgent through the door. "Dr Nadia, Mr. Carter in 304's asking for you. He's getting agitated, says he needs you now." Sarah's voice carried a hint of impatience, her footsteps shifting outside, the faint creak of the floorboards signaling her presence lingered.

Nadia's eyes darted to Devon, then back to the door, her mind racing as she tried to pull herself together, her panties tangled around one ankle, her pussy still throbbing from her earlier orgasm. "I'll… I'll be there soon, Sarah, just give me a few minutes," she called back, forcing her voice to steady, though it trembled slightly, her fingers fumbling to smooth her skirt, her heart hammering.

She took a shaky step toward the door, her heels clicking on the hardwood, but before she could move further, Devon's hand shot out, grabbing her wrist with a firm, possessive grip, yanking her back against his chest, his body radiating heat, his cock already hardening again, pressing insistently against her ass through his trousers.

"Where do you think you're going?" he growled low in her ear, his voice thick with lust, dripping with dominance, his free hand sliding around her waist, fingers digging into her hip, pinning her against him. The bulge of his cock was unmistakable, hot and heavy against her, reigniting the fire in her core, her pussy clenching despite the interruption, her clit pulsing with renewed hunger. "We're not done, Nadia. Not even close."

Nadia gasped, her body melting back into his, her resolve crumbling as his hand slid up to cup her breast, squeezing the soft, heavy mound, his thumb brushing her nipple, still sensitive and erect, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her clit.

"Devon, we can't… Sarah's right outside," she whispered, her voice a shaky mix of protest and plea, but her hips pressed back against him, betraying her need, her pussy dripping, the danger of being caught only amplifying the heat coursing through her. Her breath quickened, her body trembling as his fingers pinched her nipple, a sharp sting making her moan softly, her thighs clenching.

Outside, Sarah lingered, her ear close to the door, the faint sounds within, Nadia's muffled moan, the creak of the desk making her pause. Her brows furrowed, a flush creeping up her neck as she pieced it together, the raw, sexual energy seeping through the door unmistakable.

She wondered who was in there with Dr Nadia, after a moment, she shook her head, muttering, "Jesus, they're really going at it," under her breath, and turned away, her footsteps fading down the hall, leaving the office in a tense, heated silence.

Inside, Devon's hands moved with deliberate intent, his fingers unbuttoning what remained of Nadia's blouse, peeling it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor in a crumpled heap, the fabric whispering against her skin. Her black lace bra followed, torn and useless, leaving her tits bare, the dark nipples hard and glistening from his earlier attention, the cool air of the office making them tighten further.

He spun her around, his mouth crashing onto hers in a hungry, possessive kiss, his tongue claiming her, the raw intimacy making her moan into his mouth, her hands gripping his jacket, pulling him closer, her body trembling with need. He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, her collarbone, until he reached her breasts, his mouth latching onto one nipple with a hungry groan, sucking hard, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak, teeth grazing it just enough to make her cry out, a sharp, desperate sound that echoed in the small office.

Her head tipped back, her pussy clenching, her juices dripping down her thighs, her clit throbbing as he worked her breasts with slow, deliberate intensity, alternating between them, sucking and biting, leaving her gasping, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.

"Fuck," Devon growled against her skin, his hands cupping her tits, squeezing them together, his mouth moving to the other nipple, sucking and nipping, the sensation sending sparks of pleasure straight to her core, her moans growing louder, more desperate, the office filled with the wet, sucking sounds of his lips on her skin, her body arching into him.

Her pussy was dripping, her juices running down her thighs, pooling on the floor, her clit pulsing with need as he devoured her breasts, his tongue flicking her nipples, his teeth grazing them, each touch making her whimper, her body trembling with raw, unfiltered want.

He pulled back, his eyes dark and burning, his hands moving to her skirt, yanking it down her hips until it pooled at her feet, leaving her naked except for her heels and the ruined panties tangled around one ankle. He stepped back, taking her in—her flushed olive skin, her heaving tits, her slick, glistening pussy, her thighs trembling with need, her dark hair loose and wild, her glasses fogged and streaked.

"Turn around," he ordered, his voice low and commanding, his hands already on her hips, guiding her to face the desk, his touch firm but deliberate, like he was savoring every second of control. She obeyed, her breath hitching, her body buzzing with anticipation as she bent over, her hands gripping the edge of the desk, her ass high, her pussy exposed and dripping, her heart pounding with a mix of nerves and raw desire, the wood cool against her palms.

Devon's hands roamed her ass, squeezing the firm, round cheeks, spreading them gently, his fingers brushing the tight, untouched pucker of her asshole, making her tense, a soft gasp escaping her lips, her body jolting at the unfamiliar sensation.

"Devon… what are you…" she started, her voice shaky, but he cut her off, his fingers dipping lower, gathering her slick juices from her pussy, smearing them over her asshole, the sensation making her shiver, her body tensing with a mix of fear and curiosity, a dark heat stirring in her core.

"Relax, Nadia," he murmured, his voice softer now but thick with lust, his finger circling her tight hole, teasing it, spreading her juices to make it slick, the touch sending a spark through her, her pussy clenching. "You've never done this before, have you?" His tone was almost reverent, laced with a primal hunger, like he knew he was about to claim something untouched, something sacred, his cock throbbing at the thought.

She shook her head, her breath catching, her body trembling as his finger pressed against her asshole, slow and deliberate, the pressure foreign but sparking a strange, dark heat deep inside her. "No… never," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her pussy pulsing with nervous anticipation, her clit throbbing as his finger pushed in slightly, stretching her virgin hole just enough to make her gasp.

"Oh, fuck…" she moaned, her hands gripping the desk tighter, her body instinctively tensing, then relaxing as he moved slow, his finger sliding in deeper, the tight ring of muscle yielding to him, her juices making it slick and smooth, the sensation intense, overwhelming, but not yet painful, just strange and new.

"That's it, baby," Devon murmured, his voice low and soothing, his free hand stroking her lower back, easing her into it as he worked his finger in and out, slow and deliberate, stretching her tight asshole, preparing her with care, his touch both tender and commanding.

The sensation was intense, a burning stretch that mingled with a deep, primal pleasure she'd never felt before, her pussy dripping even more, her juices pooling on the desk beneath her, her clit aching to be touched.

He added a second finger, slow and careful, the stretch making her whimper, her body trembling, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she adjusted to the intrusion, the pain sharp but fleeting, fading into a dark, addictive heat that made her moan, her pussy throbbing, her asshole starting to relax around him.

"Fuck, you're so tight here," Devon growled, his voice thick with awe, his fingers moving faster now, fucking her asshole with slow, deliberate thrusts, her body opening up to him, the slickness of her juices easing the way, her moans growing louder, more desperate, as the pleasure overtook the discomfort.

He leaned down, his lips brushing her ear, his breath hot and teasing as he whispered, "I'm gonna fuck this tight little ass, Nadia. I'm gonna take your virginity right here." His words sent a shiver through her, her pussy clenching, her asshole tightening around his fingers, the thought of him claiming her like this making her moan.

He pulled his fingers out, the sudden emptiness making her whimper, her asshole clenching reflexively, aching for more despite the lingering burn. he moved his cock, pressing the head of his cock against her slick, tight asshole, the pressure making her tense, her breath catching, her heart pounding so loud she could hear it in her ears. "Relax, Nadia," he murmured, his hands stroking her hips, his voice soothing but firm, his cock throbbing against her, the size of it daunting, like it could tear her apart. "Breathe for me."

She nodded, her breath shaky, her body trembling as she tried to relax, her hands gripping the desk so hard her knuckles were white, her nails digging into the wood.

He pushed forward, slow and deliberate, the thick head of his cock stretching her virgin asshole, the burning sensation immediate and intense, a searing pain that made her cry out, a sharp, raw scream that tore from her throat, echoing off the office walls, her body tensing as if trying to push him out.

His cock was too big, impossibly huge, the stretch feeling like it was ripping her apart, the tight ring of muscle straining against his girth, the pain sharp and overwhelming, like a fire spreading through her core.

"Oh, fuck, Devon… it's too much, it hurts," she gasped, her voice breaking, her body trembling, her asshole clenching around the head of his cock, the sensation so intense it bordered on unbearable, her pussy dripping despite the pain, her clit throbbing with a strange, dark need.

Devon's hands soothing her, one stroking her lower back, the other reaching around to rub her clit, slow and deliberate, the pleasure easing the pain as he held still, letting her adjust to the head of his cock, the stretch burning but starting to shift, the pain mingling with a deep, primal heat. "Just breathe, let your body open up for me."

His fingers worked her clit in tight circles, her pussy gushing, her juices dripping onto the desk, the pleasure helping her relax, her asshole loosening slightly, the pain still sharp but less overwhelming, her body starting to yield to him.

He pushed in deeper, inch by agonizing inch, his massive cock stretching her virgin hole further, the pain searing, like a knife cutting through her, her asshole straining to accommodate his size, the sensation so intense it felt like he was splitting her in two.

Nadia screamed again, a raw, primal sound that filled the room, her body shaking, her nails scratching deep grooves into the desk, her glasses slipping down her nose, her tits pressed hard against the wood, her nipples rubbing against the surface, sending sparks of pleasure through the pain.

"Fuck, Devon, it's too big… you're tearing me apart," she gasped, her voice trembling, tears pricking her eyes, but beneath the pain was a dark, addictive pleasure, her pussy clenching, her clit pulsing under his fingers, her body starting to crave the invasion, the forbidden intensity of it.