alone time short stories

Doctor's office

Dev was a very successful rugby player for his university's team. He was known for his side tackle that floored other teams and always took his to victory. It was particularly rainy season and Dev's recent match had taken a turn for the worst. In a particularly intense kerfuffle, his balls had caught onto another's foot. Two months had passed and after some rest and much needed TLC, Dev set off for his last Doctor's appointment. An appointment that would determine if he would return to the field.

He walked through the revolving doors the overwhelming smell of bleach and cleanliness engulfing him. Before he could even sit down, the receptionist called his name and he made his way to see his doctor, Neha. He walked through the corridors and to Neha's office. He knocked on the  door before entering.

Neha was an excellent doctor. When he entered, their eyes met and Dev felt that pang in his chest and boxers simultaneously. She looked at him through her glasses before gesturing to the seat. He noticed that her blouse was unbuttoned and her skirt was hitched high. Tiny sweat beads began to form on his forehead.

"Hello Dev, how are you?"

"I think the injury is fully healed. I think I'm ready to hit the field again."

Neha looked at him before looking at her computer screen and seemingly going through his scans. She perched her glasses to the edge of her nose and rubbed her thigh absentmindedly. Dev's eyes lowered to her chest. She didn't seem to notice although she did lean forward.

"Let's examine you closely,"

She got up and pulled out a hard bed on wheels. Dev started to pull down his trousers as Neha took off her white jacket. She turned to put on her gloves as Dev's boxers reached his knees. He pulled himself on the bed, adjusting himself lightly. Neha stood by the bed. She started lightly touching his thighs.

"Hmm"

Dev closed his eyes as her fingers prodded. Neha then turned to lock her office door. Dev heard the click, unable to control the lengthening of his cock.

Neha then squeezed his inner thighs. He opened his eyes to see her hardened nipples through her white shirt. She smiled and he lifted his hand to drag hers to his balls.

"Check if they're okay,"

Her fingers toyed with his balls lightly before she bent over and her lips met his shaft. Neha's mouth slowly took in Dev fully. Her fingers massaged his balls as her tongue ran up his bulge taking in the saltiness readily. Dev's eyes closed and in pleasure his fingers snaked through her hair forcing her closer. Unbuttoning her trousers and letting it fall to the floor, Neha climbed onto the table so she could lean over him. She positioned herself directly over his shaft before leaning in and kissing him deeply. She then swiftly turned around so her mouth was back to his cock whilst letting her labia swing above his lips. He inched his faces upwards letting his tongue flick between her clit and downwards. Neha moaned loudly.

"Fuck Dev,"

He didn't let her finish as his tongue did it's magic. Her own mouth continued to move up and down his shaft. Her eyes rolled back as she felt pleasure all throughout her body. Before she succumbed and came, Dev's mouth stopped moving. He grabbed her arse before slapping it hard leaving a read imprint. Neha switched back around leaving behind the 69 to deeply kiss Dev again. She adjusted herself so they aligned before Dev pushed forward and let his dick in. Neha nearly screamed. He thrusted hard and fast, reaching the inner depths of her vagina. Neha grasped onto the edge of bed as she was humped to oblivion. As his balls slapped against her with every thrust, his hand would grip her breast and fiddle with her nipple. His eyes wouldn't leave hers and they both came in unison.