Hi there, I am Roshan, a 46-year-old from Durban, South Africa, sharing a hot little secret with you folks. Picture this: It’s May 2024, and I am stuck in a hospital, feeling pretty down in the dumps. But things are about to take a steamy turn.
So, I am lying in bed, lost in some deep sleep, when all of a sudden, I feel a gentle touch. I jump awake, my hand instinctively landing on a soft, warm mound. And lo and behold, it’s not just any mound – it’s the breast of an absolute stunner of an Indian doctor. She’s got to be pushing fifty, but let me tell you, she’s still got it – fair, tall, and sexier than a Sinatra tune on a Saturday night.
Her name tag reads “Dr. Mohani,” and she’s smiling at me like she knows exactly what’s going on under my blanket. That’s right, folks, I’ve got a boner that could cut glass. The Indian lady doctor tries to play it cool, saying sorry for the surprise visit, but her eyes? They’re locked on the tent that’s popped up down there. I play it cool too, saying it’s just my body’s way of saying hello.
But here’s the kicker: I spot her nipple poking through her blouse like it’s trying to escape. I can’t help but point it out, and she blushes like a ripe peach. She leaves the room all shy-like, and I’m left with the memory of that glimpse of her heavenly assets.
Fast forward to the next afternoon, and I’m getting a special invite from Dr. Mohani herself. She wants to evaluate me in her practice, and she makes it clear it’s a VIP appointment- after hours and no peeping Toms allowed. The nurse takes me there, gives me a knowing wink, and locks the door behind her. The room is quieter than a library, just me and this smoking hot doctor.
As she leads me to the exam table, I can’t help but admire her from behind. Those curves, that ass – it’s like she’s got her own gravitational pull. And when she catches me ogling? She smiles, all sly-like, asking if I’d like the full tour. Oh boy, was I ready.
The doctor tells me to lie down, and I swear, her eyes are glued to my tent pole. But before I know it, she’s all business, asking me to lie down for some “tests.” But let’s be real, we both know what’s going down here. She’s blushing, and I can feel the heat between us.
I make my move, caressing her hip, and she gasps. She’s into it, no doubt about it. We start kissing like teenagers in a backseat, and before you know it, we’re both naked. Her tits are like little apples, firm and topped with nipples that could cut glass. I suck on them until she’s begging for more.
The Indian lady doctor’s pussy is shaved as smooth as a billiard ball and absolutely soaking wet. She’s a moaner, and I’m an eager pupil, licking and kissing until she’s squirting like a fountain. Then she takes the reins, giving my 7-inch monster the best blowjob I’ve had in years.
But that’s not where the fun stops. This doctor’s got a wild side – she wants it in the ass. And let me tell you, she’s tighter than a drum. She screams like she’s in heaven when I slide in, and I pound away until she’s begging for mercy. We’re both spent, but she’s not done with me yet.
The next morning, I wake up feeling like a million bucks. And who do I see in my room but Dr. Mohani herself, looking like a snack with love bites on her neck. She starts blowing me again, and before I know it, she’s climbing on top, riding me like a cowgirl at the rodeo. We go at it until we’re both ready to drop, and then she takes me into the bathroom for an encore.
Doggy style under the shower, her pussy contracting around my shaft, her tight ass clenching with every thrust – it was heaven. Her moans filled the steamy room, echoing off the tiles as I claimed her in a way she had never been claimed before. The water cascaded over our sweaty bodies, blending with the juices of our passion. The sensation was overwhelming, and I knew I had to have more.
As we lay there, our hearts racing, she whispered something that made my blood boil – she wanted to keep this our little secret. A thrill shot through me, and I nodded eagerly. The power of our illicit tryst was intoxicating. We kissed deeply, her hand stroking my now-flaccid cock, which quickly sprang back to life in her skilled grip. She climbed off the exam table and led me to the bathroom, her ass swaying with every step.
Under the spray, we took turns pleasuring each other. I fucked her mouth until she was gagging and begging for my cum, which she eagerly swallowed. Then she mounted me, her thick thighs straddling me as she took me deep inside. She moved with a rhythm that spoke of years of pent-up desire, her hips grinding into me as the water caressed our bodies. I felt her pussy tighten around me once more, and we both came together, the water washing away our inhibitions.
Our secret rendezvous in the hospital continued, each encounter more intense than the last. I grew to crave the feeling of her tight asshole clamping down on my cock, the way she would arch her back and bite her lip to stifle her screams. And when she wasn’t riding me, she would sit on my face, her plump ass cheeks pressing into my shoulders as I feasted on her wetness. She had a taste that was uniquely hers, a flavor I couldn’t get enough of.
We had to be careful, of course. The risk of getting caught was part of the thrill, but we didn’t want to ruin her career or reputation. So we played it cool in public, exchanging knowing glances and lingering touches that spoke volumes without saying a word. But in the safety of her office, we were animals, giving in to our most primal urges.
The days passed in a blur of stolen moments and passionate encounters. Each time we were together, we pushed the boundaries a little further. I grew bolder in my exploration of her body, my fingers delving into her tight asshole as I fucked her pussy, her breath hitching with every penetration. And she? Well, she became a master at deep-throating, taking me all the way until I was ready to blow my load.
Our affair was a secret garden of pleasure, hidden away from the prying eyes of the hospital. And as I lay there, her mouth worshipping my cock, I knew I was hooked. This woman, this doctor, had become my obsession, and I would do anything to keep our little secret safe. Anything at all.
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Stay tuned for part 2, when I visited her at her practice for a review.
Any South African professional ladies looking for clean fun can email me at [email protected].
Thank you for reading!