[Lord of Desire: Hospital Arc] 04

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Author: Sun God White Spoon
Published on April 17, 2017 in the forum
Word Count: 6544
Notes:
1. I started writing this novel a long time ago and posted it many times in forums and groups. At that time, there weren't many chapters.
Due to my obsessive-compulsive disorder, I repeatedly revised and filled in the content, and I was too lazy to write, so I didn't write much.
2. The three-in-one chapter I posted before, like this chapter, belongs to the hospital arc. I personally think the hospital arc can fill about
20 chapters.
3. I'm not very good at writing erotic scenes. Most of them are pieced together from fragments of several erotic novels, and then modified.
Because each erotic novel I used has a different style, and my writing skills are limited, the style of each chapter will also vary.
Please understand!
004 The Doctor's Night Raid
The night was deep, and apart from the staff on duty, most of the hospital staff had already left work.
Inside the dean's office, there was a small bedroom set up for those who worked overtime all night. Dean An approved and organized the documents
, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and sighed. Tonight, she can't go home to sleep again. She needs to go to bed early;
she needs to make breakfast for her two daughters tomorrow.
Lately, there's been a lot going on at the hospital. After the investment, there will likely be even more handover and other matters.
Lying in bed, she should be exhausted and sleepy, but she has too many things weighing on her mind. If only someone could help
share the burden, but she's had enough of being harassed and coveted. Her and her two daughters'
beauty, like an oil lamp in the dark, attracts all sorts of flies. How she longs for a strong shoulder to lean on! Suddenly, the image of her deceased husband flashes into her mind, followed by the image of a 　　special care patient
at the hospital —the son of a major shareholder. 　　"Sigh, I still can't sleep!" An Suxin tossed and turned in bed for a while, unable to fall asleep. 　　She finally got up and did some yoga... 　　stretching her body, adjusting her breathing, soothing her nerves... 　　An Suxin had practiced yoga for over ten years. In the past, 　　when she was lonely, depressed, or troubled, she always found peace and comfort in it. But tonight, An Suxin couldn't calm down. 　　"Since I can't control it, I can't stop thinking about it, then I might as well think about it carefully, thoroughly, and completely. 　　What's there to be afraid of?!" An Suxin gritted her teeth and made up her mind. She sat on the bed, hugging her knees, and replayed the grief of her husband's death and 　　her long-standing loneliness, the countless setbacks in her life, from beginning to end, in her mind several times. 　　She increasingly felt the need for someone to rely on. The image of her husband, who abandoned the family and left, 　　seemed to fade more and more in her heart, while unconsciously, the face of the special care patient from today reappeared in her mind. Two faces kept 　　flashing across her face. Thinking about the various conflicts with her husband, she felt annoyed. Thinking back to her initial requirements for her ideal boyfriend, 　　she felt sweet and shy, and involuntarily thought of that patient. 　　"I really need someone to rely on!" This thought left her feeling lost. "With such a big age gap, 　　he could be my mother." 　　"No way, no way, such a high-quality man, oh right, and An Ning, the son-in-law!" 　　"A mother-in-law and son-in-law's incestuous relationship. Oh my god, why am I thinking of such shameless things?" 　　"I... what should I do... really, be his lover? No, no, absolutely not." 　　"He stared at my chest so many times today, he's only a teenager, and he's already so lecherous..." 　　"An Suxin, how can you be so shameless? The age gap is so big, you're not good enough for him..." " 　　Why do I have such a good feeling about a boy I just met? The first time, no, I 　　met him a long time ago..." 　　"When was that? Oh! It was at the hospital persuading a little boy to get a shot. The little boy said he would only give shots to his 　　wife, and I was the one giving the shot to him. To coax him, we even made a pinky promise." 　　"Sigh, I remember now, I even said I wanted to take him in as my godson, but I made him cry, 　　and in the end, I had to call him husband, lover, and husband-lover." 　　"How long ago was this? How could I have forgotten?" 　　"And, I remembered something about him again. I said I wanted to introduce my daughter to him, but he said he 　　wanted both mother and daughter." 　　"And..." 　　As she thought about it, the previously blurry memories gradually became clearer and more complete, but a few images led 　　An Suxin astray. At thirty-five, she had handled some things herself back then, but 　　her interest had faded, and it was over. But last time, An Suxin's body tensed and trembled, as if 　　she had returned to the past. That little boy said he wanted to touch his wife's breasts, and she seemed to feel those hands again. She also 　　saw her fingers unbuttoning the buttons one by one, and heard the words she had said... 　　She inadvertently glanced at the family photo on the bedside table, Yue Jin's smile was so glaring. An Suxin thought to herself 　　and put the photo in the drawer so she wouldn't see it. 　　An Suxin lay on the bed again, her thin robe unable to conceal her alluring body. Her full breasts and long legs 　　were faintly visible in the moonlight, her ample breasts peeking out from beside her wide-open neckline, tempting one to reach out and peer into their 　　boundless beauty. She couldn't sleep; her body felt utterly empty and lonely, yearning for hands to caress her lonely 　　body, and then, without hesitation, to thrust a magnificent penis into her empty cavity. 　　"The feeling is coming again, I can't hold back anymore, how long has it been?" Her fingers involuntarily reached towards 　　the mysterious jungle of her genitals. She felt ashamed, yet the intense need made her crave to be filled. 　　Driven by some inner force, she fantasized that her fingers were a man's penis, slowly advancing towards the entrance, step by 　　step. With each step closer to that itchy little hole, she felt the moral shackles binding her heart loosen 　　a little, and her inner desire grew stronger. 　　"My little husband, I've missed you so much." As her finger gently reached the bottom of the hole, she couldn't help but let out a suppressed 　　gasp. The image of the handsome, slightly wicked boy in the hospital ward and his captivating eyes flashed through her mind. 　　The little husband in her mind understood her longing, her weakness, and her helplessness, and was willing to lend a helping hand. There was no longer any distance between their hearts.

Barriers, yet intertwined, intertwined, merging into one. That instant of fusion, both intense and tender,
almost made her succumb to the overwhelming allure of the man.
"I want it, why can't I ever be satisfied..." An Suxin, burning with desire, opened her eyes again, only
to find it was just a fantasy. The boy she had been with in the dream was gone, leaving only a disheveled
, rain-soaked, lonely beauty. Only the unbearable lust and intense craving
remained.
...
An Suxin entered the VIP ward, closed the door, and seeing I wasn't asleep, whispered, "I'm here, I just
came to check on my patient."
"Director An, should I call you Director An or my first wife?" I looked at her.
An Suxin looked up into my eyes, bit her lip, threw off her doctor's cap, and tossed
her head, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall. I have to admit, this simple action, performed by An Suxin
, was so alluring, so captivating. An Suxin tossed aside her hat, as if she were discarding
not just the hat, but also all the constraints imposed upon her. Tossing it aside represented giving up all resistance. Shame, embarrassment,
struggle, and perhaps even humiliation. An Suxin was doing something incredibly difficult for her. Tears streamed down her face as she
began to unbutton her clothes; her hands trembled, so the buttons wouldn't come undone.
"Why do you act like I've coerced you into something?" I stepped forward and took An Suxin's hand, stopping her,
then said with concern, "You don't have to be like this."
An Suxin stubbornly pulled her hands away from mine, continuing to unbutton her coat, choking back tears, and
said in an almost breathless voice, "My little husband, I love you, I... you can bully me, you can bully me however you want...
"
It felt like a holy and perfect female angel saying, "Do as you please." An Suxin stiffly reached
out and grabbed my shirt collar, pulling me to the bedside. This was what they called seduction and allure, but
now, doing it felt clumsy...
Actually, it had another kind of allure. The long trench coat that had been tightly wrapped around her just moments before slipped off her body and fell to the floor,
followed by the unbuttoning of her silk shirt, which was tossed aside. There was another set of clothes underneath, the ones Yuejin had bought for her,
clothes as thin as cicada wings, revealing everything yet remaining indistinct. This feeling could drive any man
crazy.
"Am I pretty?" Seeing me staring at her motionless movements, An Suxin's courage slowly waned
. Finally, she mustered her last bit of courage and asked.
"Pretty, more than pretty."
"Go ahead and bully me. I'll do whatever you want... tonight I'll be your first wife."
An Suxin finished speaking, letting out a soft moan, burying her entire body in my arms. She took my hands, placing one
between us, the other behind her back. She was trembling all over. Her hot breath sprayed onto my chest,
her long neck coiling around my chest like a snake. She tilted her head back, pressing her crimson lips to my earlobe
, tears streaming down her face as she said desperately, "I remember many years ago you touched me here... Let's continue
. I won't lie anymore, I like you, I really like you, I'm willing... I want you."
Her words and actions were truly breathtaking; her expression, her tone, and even the sheer fabric of her
dress were enough to tempt anyone to commit a crime.
She gently grasped the hem of her fitted shirt, slowly pulling it up. Inch by inch, her skin appeared before me
, her flat stomach and adorable navel gradually exposed to the air, and then her breasts. As she
pulled the shirt up to her neck, a pair of full breasts, tightly encased in a milky-white bra, proudly
stood erect. These breasts were incredibly elastic, bouncing up and down with her undressing. The bounce
was initially minimal, but because the breasts were so full, even a slight bounce created a striking visual effect. Her supple breasts
gently brushed against my chest, sending a tingling, numbing sensation through me.
I held onto An Suxin's shoulders, slowly moving downwards, my left hand lightly around her waist, my right hand supporting her armpit,
lightly touching her breasts, feeling their firm fullness. An Suxin instinctively tried to push me away, but the long-lost
, strong masculine scent surged into her mouth. Even more deadly, I gripped her waist tightly, pressing our
hot bodies together, constantly rubbing against her sensitive flesh. Her breasts, which had grown large and erect without her noticing
, sent waves of intense stimulation, paralyzing her will to resist. Her pert buttocks weren't idle either,
being touched and rubbed by a pair of large hands. The hard, erect object emanating from her private parts constantly reminded her that the man before her was a mature
man, the man she needed most.
Losing her reason, An Suxin succumbed to my skillful tongue attack. Her mouth barely opened
before something wet and soft intruded. An Suxin tried to close her teeth in a desperate struggle, but
when the tip of his tongue lightly brushed against the tender flesh between her teeth and lips, it brought an unprecedented, slightly itchy sensation. Her teeth loosened,
unable to hold him back any longer, allowing our tongues to overcome all obstacles and intertwine. This was a passionate, almost
physical, kiss, incredibly long and intense. An Suxin tried to push him away with her teeth and tongue, but only sank deeper and deeper. Eventually, she
couldn't distinguish whether she was rejecting or passionately accepting. Finally, their lips were locked in a tight embrace,
as if trying to swallow each other whole. Only when they were both nearly suffocating did I release her.
An Suxin's face still bore the traces of regretful tears, but her flushed cheeks and disordered breathing
gave her a captivating allure. Her high breasts rose and fell with her rapid breaths, creating ripples of milk—utterly
alluring. Faced with such a tempting beauty, I wasted no time. Before An Suxin could recover
, I lowered my head and kissed her again. This time, however, I was much gentler, lightly kissing her rosy lips like a dragonfly skimming the water
, occasionally tracing the fine lines of her lips with the tip of my tongue, subtly biting,
sucking, and licking them, ever-changing, seemingly effortless, displaying another kind of provocative style.
With her eyes closed, An Suxin was oblivious to the man's burning gaze; she was simply focused on enjoying
the shock brought by my gentle caresses. Each of my touches stirred a desire deep within her body, yet…
When that fiery sensation reached the most sensitive parts of her body, it instantly transformed into a feeling of emptiness, desperately needing me to fill
it. Especially her nipples, which felt an indescribable loneliness, yearning for the stimulation of my hands.
Under my expertly skilled seduction techniques, An Suxin's desire was fully awakened, gradually shedding
the constraints of morality and restraint, slowly forgetting her identity as a married woman, completely immersing herself
in the decadent sensations of sexual intercourse, indulging in unrestrained behavior. With An Suxin's beauty and gentle grace, no amount of praise would be enough, but to continue admiring her at this moment
would be both a waste and a neglect of this wonderful married woman. So I didn't even have time to get into bed, simply
pressing the beauty down onto the cold, hard office desk.
"Damn!" As if venting my anger, I swore and
slapped the inside of the married woman's fair, tender thigh hard. The force of the blow pressed against the
soft flesh of her thigh and buttocks, creating a crisp "smack" sound as the elastic flesh bounced back, sending
ripples through the skin. With this sound—a hammer blow from my hand and a drumbeat from the girl's fair, smooth thigh—
it was like the final gong before a charge. I began my full-on assault.
As our bodies joined, we both cried out simultaneously. An Suxin's was
a satisfied moan, a result of long-awaited gratification; mine was a cheer of a dream come true.
The previous superficial impact on An Suxin's thigh could be distributed through her elastic, youthful flesh
, but this attack, penetrating deep within her,
could not be neutralized by the same method. Matching her delicate, almost translucent skin
was the incredible tightness of her inner flesh. The pink flesh deformed and opened under my powerful thrusts, reluctantly
yielding to my hard penis, which forced it open and plunged all the way in. As my penis, a testament to An Suxin's loss of virginity, moved
forward, layers of fleshy folds enveloped the glans and the shaft beneath it,
contracting and relaxing with each thrust, feeling like countless tiny mouths welcoming, kissing, and
licking the second guest in my life.
I took a deep breath, letting the cold air swirl in my lungs, slightly cooling the boiling
blood in my veins. I must say, An Suxin's vagina was incredibly comfortable—tight, warm, gentle, and elastic
. Even the first contact was intoxicating, making me feel as if I were about to be lost in it.
With one hand, he suppressed An Suxin's instinctive struggles, while his other hand
roamed freely over the large area of the married woman's breasts, neck, shoulders, and armpits, caressing her sensitive and delicate areas. His mouth
wasn't idle either, bending down to gently nibble on An Suxin's slightly raised calf, as if to better savor her
true flavor, while the movements between their hips grew increasingly vigorous.
An Suxin's body temperature was rising rapidly, becoming frighteningly hot,
her fair skin flushed a rosy pink like the morning sun, and beads of excited sweat seeped from her skin,
dripping onto every part of her body. His repeated thrusting from behind, almost frenzied, caused her
to emit pleasurable moans, which mingled with his heavy breathing and intermittent shouts, creating a strange
melody.
"Drink...uh...ah...so tight...so wet...woo..."
"Ah...harder...harder...it's here...heh...don't stop..."
"No, no...I can't take it anymore...uh ah..."
...
Under my relentless assault, An Suxin reached the point of climax. Her valley tightened suddenly,
her head tilted back, she inhaled deeply, her mouth wide open, but no sound came out. Her legs involuntarily
spread open, then crossed tightly on my bare back, her jade feet forming a point of intersection.
"Hoo," I took a deep breath, and my own sensations became unbearable. After my heavy ejaculation
, as if all my strength had been used up in this burst, I threw the young woman clinging to me
back onto the bed. An Suxin exhaled a long breath, her whole body limp.
"My dear wife, wanna go again? Like an old man pushing a cart!" I shoved An Suxin onto the bed,
flattening her ample breasts as I straddled her.
"What?" An Suxin was still savoring the indulgence she could only dream of, lying weakly on the bed,
panting. She felt as if what flowed through her body was no longer blood; as if what she breathed
was no longer air, but satisfaction and pleasure.
"My dear wife, this position is so good..." I looked at An Suxin's expression and clothing, a stark
contrast. Her expression was shy, strained, embarrassed, and tinged with a
sense of resignation and forced humiliation. Tears still clung to her face. Her clothes were alluring, wanton, and shameful...
"You bad man, you bad man..." An Suxin felt as if she had returned to her youth, the shyness and
the wonderful feeling of first love flooding her heart. She rolled her eyes at me, went into the bathroom, wrung out a towel, and handed it to me. She
glanced at her watch, then stammered nervously, "It's almost twelve o'clock, there's still time…
Shall I heat up some porridge for you? Are you hungry?"
"Okay." Having just finished cooking, I realized I was indeed a little hungry, especially since I hadn't
eaten much rice in the past two days, and my energy and nutrition had been depleted…
An Suxin sorted through my gifts; they were from people who came to visit me, and porridge was among them. An Suxin put
the porridge in the microwave and then peeled fruit for me, slicing it and placing the slices on a plate. I saw her
toss her long hair to one side, gather it together with both hands, and put her hat on. Then she washed her hands and turned on
the microwave. Her demeanor and actions were calm, simple, yet filled with a warm, comforting feeling. Watching An Suxin's focused and busy
figure, it felt like a fairy descending to earth, washing her hands and cooking for you—it was truly fulfilling.
After they finished their porridge facing each other, An Suxin washed the bowl and placed it aside. They remained silent, facing each other.
I walked behind her, embraced her, and began to fondle her proud breasts.
"No…" An Suxin said, taking a deep breath, "I…"
"Hmm?"
"Forget tonight." With that, An Suxin opened her eyes wide, looking at me, perhaps to show her resolve, or perhaps to
anticipate an unexpected reaction. "I...I won't be anyone's lover. You...you can't either."
"Is that so?" I stroked her proud breasts with both hands, gently
pinching her most sensitive spot. Caught off guard, she felt a tingling, slightly painful sensation in her breasts. But
this pain amplified the pleasure, causing her to involuntarily let out a groan from deep within her throat. "You can only be
mine!"
"Ugh, no, I..." The boy's thumb, with the part of his nail, lightly
and frequently scraped the lower part of her engorged nipple. This strange teasing technique brought an incredible
pleasure she had never experienced before, leaving An Suxin deeply aroused.
That night, the small room was filled with boundless spring. "
Phew
. What a nice day! I even had such a shameful dream last night!"
An Suxin opened the office window, stretched her aching body, and yawned. She'd been lonely for so long,
and had actually done something shameful—masturbation—and then had a wet dream. In the dream, she and a kid she'd casually made a promise to years ago
did something she felt guilty about towards Yuejin. Guilty? Why did she feel guilty? Sigh,
if it weren't for this dream reminding her, she wouldn't have realized that the patient was actually her childhood sweetheart. Thinking about it
brings a strange sense of happiness. She really wanted to have a relationship with him, but alas! Age is always a problem,
and besides, it was just a joke. She should just forget about it. "Oh right, Aning should have breakfast ready by now.
I'll go back and bring some breakfast for Aning and Ajing!"

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