Fantasy about the patient

Unread post by **Ozasa** » 21 Oct 2022, 04:17

A normal working day has just begun. Hot. The operating room is working at full capacity, kidney stones are being removed in the left operating room, and prostate resection is being performed in the right one. I have already managed to complete at least a hundred small tasks assigned to the orderly of the urological operating unit. There were another nine hundred ahead. And I would have done them like that until the evening: selflessly, automatically, without emotion, if not for her. Coming out of the operating room once again, I saw in the corridor a slender girl slightly shorter than myself. Flawless skin with an even tan, golden, sun-bleached hair, confident size 2 breasts. The thin, delicate features of her face were distorted by worry and discomfort. I felt as if I had been doused with boiling water and then ice water - all thoughts flew out of my head, I forgot why and where I was leaving the operation block. Her mother stood next to the girl, but I don’t remember a single detail of her appearance, she was just a dull blob in my narrowed field of vision, which greedily tuned in to her miracle daughter. I tried to hide my interest in the girl and walked busily past, trying to remember the details of my errand. The beauty did not leave my head for the next 4 hours. I tried to go to the department as often as possible, grabbing every piece of work that came to hand, and furtively looking at this animated antique statue of Venus. She was dressed in a thin dress that perfectly emphasized her chest and waist. Closer to lunch, the head of the department called me into his office, gave me a medical history and told me to take me first to the manipulation room and then to the operating room with the patient standing outside his office. The girl was scheduled for surgery to remove a cyst near the opening of the urethra, a rare occurrence. Ivan Sergeevich gave instructions on how to prepare the operating table - it should be placed in the gynecological position, with the legs spread as far apart as possible. The girl’s name was Marina, she was 23 years old, although I would give her 17-18. I took her to the treatment room so that the nurse could premedicate her, and I went to sort out the table. Soon I returned for Marina, put her on a gurney, and took her to the operating unit. One of my duties was to help patients undress before surgery. Make sure that they take off all their clothes completely, put on a hat, shoe covers and a special robe. Everything inside me was burning. I tried desperately to think about work, about the fact that the doctor I was to become was a sexless creature, that Marina was a patient, but it didn’t help me. As soon as she timidly took off her dress, I felt a pain in my stomach. My penis was burning, I had never experienced such excitement, and besides, I hadn’t had sex for about six months. I just squeezed it out - completely, panties and bra too. The girl was extremely embarrassed, but I sort of covered her from me with my open robe. In fact, I was rather covering my bulging boner, clearly visible in the loose pants of my surgical suit, from her. When her lovely body was freed from her underwear, I helped her put on her robe, shuddering as if from an electric shock when I touched her shoulder. Marina noticeably relaxed, I became a little bolder, took her by the waist, as if supporting her so that she would not fall, because the premedication had already taken effect - an injection of a narcotic drug that is given before the operation so that the patient relaxes. I helped her sit on the operating table. Anesthesiologist Vadim Petrovich was already waiting for us. The experienced doctor quickly injected Marina with a drug for spinal anesthesia and told me to lay the patient down and check sensitivity while he went to smoke. Marina sat and smiled, wrapped in a robe. I told her to take it off and helped her lie down on the table. I placed each leg on a special stand and tied it to it. A wonderful sight opened before my eyes - a naked, chocolate-tanned beauty with a neat, well-groomed pussy without a single hair. Because of her elastic breasts with traces of a swimsuit, a drowsy and smiling Marina looked at me warmly. I touched her inner thigh:
- do you feel it?
- yes.
I felt it too, I felt like I was losing the last drops of my mind. According to the schedule, the operation was supposed to begin in 10 minutes, the director and the operating nurse were supposed to finish lunch and have a smoke break, Vadim Petrovich would most likely have a smoke break with them after he smoked himself. During this time, the anesthesia should have taken effect. I thought it was now or never. Or it was not me who was thinking, but my libido, which took control of my mind, slowing down all other functions of the nervous system, except those needed for reproduction. I figured that even if someone came into the operating room in these 10 minutes, he would first open the outer door of the operating unit, I would hear the steps and have time to react.
I knelt in front of Marina’s alluring crotch and licked her from the ass to the clitoris. She giggled and propped herself up on her elbows. I gently licked her labia majora and the skin around them a few more times, and then began to greedily lick and suck her labia minora and clitoris. Marina moaned slightly and muttered:
- Doctor, is this also part of the treatment?
- Yes, this is preoperative preparation, everything is strictly according to the protocol, I said, looking up from her pussy for a moment.
But the high did not last long, the pain relief began to take effect. Marina began to complain that she felt practically nothing, she began to lament in a cute, childish way that only she gets a great lick, so on you, sensitivity has disappeared. It seemed to me that it was not blood flowing in my arteries, but hot lava. My whole body was burning with excitement, there were no thoughts at all, time stretched into eternity and I completely stopped listening to the noise outside the operating room door. I got up from my knees and took out my penis, burning with excitement. Marina smiled:
- handsome! What is this procedure called?
Basically, she was under the influence of a drug. And apparently for her, if it didn’t seem like some kind of dream or fantasy, then at least it didn’t cause embarrassment; on the contrary, it was very amusing.
I didn’t answer. Instead, I entered her tight, wet hole and started fucking her. A very comfortable position, I must tell you. Her legs were spread very wide, and her juicy pussy was at the right height. I haven’t had sex in a long time, and it’s been weeks since I jerked off. As I pulled back for the 6th or 7th time, I realized that I was going to cum. Somehow my caution kicked in and I pulled out of her just in time to cum on her stomach. Three powerful thrusts threw the first portions of sperm directly onto Marina’s gorgeous breasts, then I filled her stomach. I have never seen so much sperm in my life! It contrasted beautifully with my patient’s tan color. Marina picked up with her finger the drop trying to escape from her chest down onto the table and directed it into her mouth. Meanwhile, I came to my senses and looked at my watch - 10 minutes had already passed! I quickly grabbed napkins and began to clean up the consequences of the procedures - while I was wiping Marina’s pussy from her juices and her stomach from my seed, she smacked her lips and devoured almost all the sperm from her breasts. I wiped everything down thoroughly again and made sure I didn’t leave anything behind. He covered the girl with a robe and began to lightly pinch her from the thigh and above, asking if she felt something. The anesthesia limit was where it needed to be.
Marina reached out to my ear and quietly said:
- I want more
- it will be, we will treat you, and I will arrange for you another, and much better!
I kissed her lips passionately, and then footsteps were heard in the corridor. I pulled away from her and greeted the operating team with a report that the patient was ready for surgery.
Having discharged myself, I was able to distract myself a little from thoughts about sex, and during the operation I carefully followed the actions of the director and asked questions. Ivan Sergeevich worked very carefully, it was clear that he appreciated Marina’s beautiful vulva and did everything in such a way as to minimally injure her, and so that there would be no scar left after the operation.
Marina dozed off at this time. She was snoring peacefully when we transferred her to the gurney. I covered her, took her things, and took her to the ward. I wanted to touch her more, so I didn’t bring the gurney into the room, but carefully picked Marina up in my arms and carried her to the bed. She reached out to kiss me. I put her in bed, covered her and, taking advantage of the absence of strangers, kissed her passionately. But I had to go, there was still half a working day ahead. I forced myself away from her lips, and she whispered: “You will be the last bastard if you don’t lick me again, just so that I cum.” I replied: “I’ll definitely lick you. And I’ll also fuck you properly, just wait until your pussy heals.” She smiled contentedly.
I left the room and rushed to finish the remaining five hundred cases.
I copied Marina’s phone number from the medical history.

Unread post by **Hammer** » 21 Oct 2022, 04:49

Oh, these writers...Jerk off science fiction writers.

Unread post by **to the sea** » 14 Nov 2022, 18:42

I work as a surgeon, the author of the bullshit, they don’t prepare for an operation like that, the anesthesiologist and anesthetist do not leave the patient after administering the drug and the orderlies don’t even let him near, at most they will let him in if the patient hasn’t had enough sleep to clean up the shit

Unread post by **XenoYT** » 16 Nov 2022, 01:18

Why only fakes? Where are the real stories?

Unread post by **Goodzone** » 16 Nov 2022, 01:55

And I liked the story

Unread post by **Ozasa** » 21 Nov 2022, 06:40

Denize: ↑14 Nov 2022, 18:42 I work as a surgeon

The title of the topic indicates that this is a fantasy. Nobody claims that this is a real story, and it is natural that there are distortions in the text for the sake of the narrative)

viktorzet: ↑16 Nov 2022, 01:18 Why are there only fakes

The forum section is called "Sex stories, stories, fantasies", i.e. it is assumed that fantasies have a place here, plus the title of the topic indicates that this is precisely a fantasy. I also have a published real story, read it if interested)

Goodzone: ↑16 Nov 2022, 01:55 And I liked the story

Thank you)

Unread post by **niqk** » 21 Nov 2022, 06:42

Still interesting! Walk away!

Unread post by **Shalun70** » 21 Nov 2022, 07:24

niqk: ↑21 Nov 2022, 06:42Pesh ischo!

Oh... I see deep knowledge of my native language... in a nutshell, a sea of mistakes...

Unread post by **niqk** » 21 Nov 2022, 07:27

Well, you have to!!! Noticed!!! A sea of mistakes!!! Well done. Continue learning Russian and maybe you’ll learn to write correctly yourself...

Unread post by **Ozasa** » 21 Nov 2022, 07:34

Shalun70: ↑21 Nov 2022, 07:24 deep knowledge of the native language

I assume that it was Albanian;)

Unread post by **Gudgeon** » 21 Nov 2022, 08:24

I like it! Quite a good story.
Z.Y. Who is talking about bullshit, etc. ... read the first word in the topic title.

Unread post by **5nica** » 29 Nov 2022, 06:52

viktorzet: ↑16 Nov 2022, 01:18 Why only fakes? Where are the real stories?

Yes, yes, where are the real ones?
The pillars of Russian literature have never allowed themselves fakes!
Take Pushkin, Gogol... Naked realism!

Unread post by **niqk** » 29 Nov 2022, 07:12

5nica: ↑29 Nov 2022, 06:52
viktorzet: ↑16 Nov 2022, 01:18 Why are there only fakes? Where are the real stories?
Yes, yes, where are the real ones?
The pillars of Russian literature have never allowed themselves fakes!
Take Pushkin, Gogol... Naked realism!

Right - naked! With a standing one?!!

Unread post by **MissMisty** » 29 Nov 2022, 08:42

I think you should publish this work on ficbook) a little editing, harmony and structure of the text will do)

Unread post by **triangle** » 19 Feb 2023, 10:10

The best short story about a doctor and a patient is a dialogue between the doctor and his conscience:
- Well, why the hell would you sleep with a patient, huh?
- Well, what’s wrong, I’m not the first, not me the last one...
- Yes, but you are a veterinarian!

Unread post by **Ahtung** » 22 Aug 2023, 09:54

I had sex in the hospital three times, all three times I stupidly lay there from the military registration and enlistment office, lafa. One girl was brought to us with poisoning from pills from unhappy love, her name was Tatyana, but apparently the poisoning was not severe, because the next day she already drank a little vodka with us. One of the guys in our pay had a BD and she slept with him in the same room. The girl was from the fucking area, so no one was surprised. The next evening, before bedtime, she went into the room and asked who should she go to bed with today? I say lie with me. Ward with 10 beds, all beds are occupied, mostly young people and 1 grandfather. In short, I fucked her that night, but since there was no rubber, and thoughts of catching an infection came to my mind, when she left, I sprayed cologne on the end. Fuck, it stung so much, I wanted to scream, but I had to endure everything. The second girl was either an Armenian or a gypsy, I don’t remember, Marina, I fucked her in someone else’s room 2 times, then she was discharged and the guy took her, and the third Anya and her were tumbling around in some utility room where there were spare mattresses. Then, already in the summer, I met this Anya in the park, with my girlfriends, and she suggested having sex, the park was near a river and we went into the bushes. Mosquitoes bit me all over my ass. Then it turned out that she made a bet with the girls that she would fuck me. As you understand, she won the argument.

Unread post by **Grass** » 22 Aug 2023, 10:19

Judging by your story, there are no sick people in hospitals. Absolutely everyone is healthy. They even tumble. Why are they kept there?

Fantasy about the patient

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