"Alex, you cleared that Red gate solo? You're exhausted; I can tell. I will get some food for you to eat, then you can crash here."
He moved to rise, but her hand pressed his chest, firm yet inviting. "Stay put. I'll fetch food and tuck you in somewhere cozy to sleep, saw you sleeping in the seats the other night. I'll be damned if i let my first patient sleep like that again." She lingered a beat, her body heat brushing him, before turning with a sway that sent ripples over her thick booty, screaming fuck me here.
Alex's gaze followed Amber as she slipped away, her hips rolling with a hypnotic sway that tugged at his deepest cravings. Ignoring the protest in his limbs, he pushed to his feet, rummaging through his bag before shuffling back to the med bay. He stripped off his ruined pants, but his arms betrayed him, hanging limp and useless now. After futile tugs, the door hissed open, and Amber bustled in with a steaming bowl of stew.
She set it on the table and stepped close, her fingers brushing his skin as she peeled away his tattered shirt. Her eyes drank in the sculpted curve of his chest, down to his belly, a soft flush creeping up her neck. She eased the clean shirt over his shoulders, pulling it gently down his body, her touch lingering just a breath too long. When he reached for the bowl, she snatched it away, shaking her head with playful insistence. 'No no no no no, no."
Perching beside him, she scooped up a spoonful, her body heat radiating as she leaned in. Alex savored the pampering, parting his lips for each bite, his stare drifting to the swell of her breasts pressing against her scrubs. As he swallowed the final morsel, she trailed the spoon across her own lips. 'tastes good,' she murmured, her tongue flicking out to savor it.
Rising, Alex closed the distance, his voice low and commanding. "Let me taste." His mouth claimed hers with hunger, lips sucking greedily, tongue tracing the seam before plunging deep to tangle with hers. His useless left hand rested on her hip, while his right cradled the nape of her neck, guiding the dance. He withdrew slowly, her tongue chasing his into his mouth. A kiss so fierce that it left her gasping.
Pulling back, he caught her flushed, erotic expression, eyes glazed with need. She blinked open her eyes, shy under his scrutiny, he tilted her chin up, sealing her lips again. His good hand slid down to grip her plump ass, yanking her flush against his hardening groin.
Her breaths came in ragged bursts as he devoured her mouth, sucking and licking until she trembled. He hauled her to her feet, cupping her chin to slow the kisses to teasing nips. With a swift tug, he shoved his pants down, his cock springing free. "On your knees, Amber. It's my turn to feed you."
Crimson-cheeked, she sank down, her lips brushing his tip in tentative kisses. Her tongue swirled, wetting the shaft with eager laps, before she engulfed him, sucking with raw enthusiasm. Her chubby cheeks hollowed around his cock, inexperience evident in her sloppy rhythm, but her fervor ignited something primal in him. Alex decided then: he would train her, molding her mouth to perfection, unlock hungers neither had yet imagined.
Alex eased his cock from Amber's warm mouth, the slick pop echoing softly in the med bay. "How many cocks have you sucked?" he asked, his voice low and commanding. "None," she whispered, her cheeks flushed, eyes wide with a mix of nerves and eagerness.
"From now on, call me Master when answering."
"Yes, Master," she replied, her voice trembling just enough to stir his hunger.
"You're going to learn to use your throat now." He guided his throbbing length back between her lips, tilting her head to align perfectly. Slowly, he slid deeper, feeling her throat tighten around him like a velvet vice. "Hold my thighs, Slave."
His fingers tangled in her hair, holding her steady as he pushed in fully, her nose brushing his base. Thirty seconds stretched into eternity, her muffled gasps fueling his control. Finally, he withdrew, strings of saliva connecting them.
"Now kiss and suck the shaft to the tip," he ordered.
"Yes, Master," she gasped, catching her breath.
"Once you recover, throat my cock until you feel like passing out. Then go back to kissing. When I say I'm about to cum, let my seed spill into your throat."
"Yes, Master," Amber murmured, her submission wrapping around him like silk.
She adapted quickly, her lips gliding down his full length with surprising grace. He gripped her head, easing an inch out before slamming back to the hilt,
her head hitting against the table's side creating a metallic thud. She pressed his thighs needing air, then lavished kisses along his shaft when he pulled out, her tongue flicking teasingly before she dove back in, throat contracting rhythmically as she bottomed out feeling his smooth skin pressing her face.
Soon, she took over, given 2 inches to move from resting the back of her head against the hard metal to feeling his warm belly, her throat milking him with eager pulses. Sensing his peak, Alex pulled out once more. Using her face to rub on his shafts underside. As she engulfed him again, he fisted her hair and drove her down hard, then back head hitting the table creating savage drum sounds, Alex Moving her with raw intent. Her tits shaking violently as her nails dug into his thighs.
Thrusting as he continued her brutal treatment not giving her any mercy, "I'm close," he growled. "Take my seed, Slave," he ordered, cock pressing her skull one last time against the now slightly dented surgery table, he started spilling his jizz into her throat grinding against her mouth, Hot spurts flooded her throat, pulsing straight to her stomach. She gave him a full minute before she tapped out begging as her nail went from digging into his flesh to excite him to begging taps of her hands as she begged with her eyes, pleading for half a minute. Alex knew she would at worse pass out so he withdrew slowly before she did, and she slumped forward, coughing as air rushed in.
Kneeling, Alex wiped the stray cum from her chin with his thumb, pressing it to her lips. "That was amazing." He helped her stand, claiming her mouth in a deep kiss before unfastening her scrubs.
Turning her around, he bent her over the table, sliding her scrubs and panties down in one fluid motion. His cock, still slick, rubbed along her dripping folds, coating himself in her arousal. He found her entrance and thrust deep, burying to the root."Aaahhh!" she cried, her body arching as he stretched her untouched walls.
He paused, letting her adjust. "Is this your first time, Amber?"
Before she could answer fully, he began pumping steadily. "Yes, Master," she moaned, words fracturing into gasps.
His hips angled to hit that sensitive spot inside, and her cries turned to endless whimpers. When her pussy clenched in orgasm, waves rippling through her, he didn't relent, driving harder. Hands on her body, ripe for breeding. Feeling her soft body and the tiny bit of extra softness that came from a girl doing years of desk work.
Her full breasts squeezed roughly after moving his hands from her ass to her chest. Hearing her moans as her pinched her nipples between his fingers, hands gripping tightly as he pulled and twisted. Her back to his chest, tongue at her ears getting them both wet.