[Story] Pandora and the Physio

'Great,' I thought as I arrived for work, 'another day spent listening to old women moan on about their hip replacements!'

Being a private Physiother****t specialising in lower limb injuries, I often saw young athletes too, who had pulled and injured themselves. When I arrived at work that morning, I checked my patient list.

One name stood out.

It was about 11am before I finally got round to my first appointment of the day, and as I entered the reception area and called out "Pandora please?", I felt a little bubble of tension in my stomach. I'd seen Pandora the week before, and I was estactic that I was seeing her again. We spent much of the first meeting flirting and it was a real shame when that hour ended.

I saw you rise slowly from your chair and turn to face me, a wide smile on your beautiful face. I just smiled dumbly back and waited for you to catch up with me, before turning and heading down a quiet corridor to the treatment rooms.

You and I found the room, and I opened the door for you, inviting you to a comfy chair by a large desk. I closed the door and flicked a switch, letting other Physio's know that the room was occupied.

As I turned round to face you, I was slightly shocked to find you stood a foot behind me. You moved even closer, breathing heavily against my neck.

"What's my treatment today?" you whispered, sending the hairs on the back of my neck up on end. You looked so innocent when you said it, but the tone of your voice couldn't mask the lust that was building rapidly. Without another moments thought, I leant down to you and kissed you softly on your warm, luscious lips.

I felt you pressing into me, and I let my hands rest against your tight little ass. Our kisses become more passionate, our tongue's exploring each other and I feel your hands cup my groin, a firm bulge starting to appear. My mouth broke away from yours and I smiled to myself as I licked your neck, a soft howl escaping your lips.

After a few minutes, I pick you up and carry you over to the treatment lounger and place you down on the soft, cold leather. You giggle as I lift your tight t-shirt and start nibbling the firm flesh peeking out over your strangely sexy and seductive lace bra. Without me noticing, you managed to throw your shorts off your legs in a split-second.

Even though the fabric of the Red French Knickers, I could see your wetness poking through. I knelt down onto the floor beside the lounger and started kissing your inner thighs, my tongue working ever closer to your tight pussy, the smell of your juices flooding my senses. I hungrily pulled your panties to one side and let my lips brush over yours. You were so wet, I couldn't believe it, and my hard cock grew larger when I heard the husky little giggle rumble about your throat.

I could have stayed there all day, my tongue and teeth working gently, softly over your velvet like tightness. I again felt your hand, more urgent this time, pulling my shorts down. I stood to help you and pulled them clean off, my cock spilling out into the open.

'Mhmmm!' was all that escaped from your lips as they opened and enveloped me. I had to stop myself from collapsing as the pleasure overtook me. I soon found my legs and locked eyes with you, as you continued sucking like a master. The sight of your plump lips round my cock was almost too much to bear.

I couldn't wait any longer and reluctantly pulled out from your mouth, and immediately set to work on unfastening your bra, freeing the gorgeous breasts hidden beneath with one swift movement of thumb and finger. I climbed aboard the lounger with you, my legs astride yours and leant over. I let my teeth graze slightly over your hard nipples, my tongue flicking and my lips hardening.

I stared into your eyes and winked, pushing my cock unguided towards your soaking wet pussy. Slowly, I entered you, your juices enveloping my cock and sending shivers of pleasure down my back. Rocking back and forth, I made my way deeper inside you, the head of my cock finally reaching the deepest point. Your legs wrap tightly round my hips and we both share a wordless understanding.

The lust was at its peak, and we both bucked and writhed on the rickety lounger like wild a****ls locked in a struggle. As I watched you flick and rub your clit, I realised you were close to climax. Your eyes started to close gently and your breathing quickened. I wasn't far from orgasm either, but I was determined to make you melt before I came.

I was surprised how quiet you were. Instead of shouting, moaning and screaming, you were quiet, silent. Your hips bucked faster and your back arched. Finally, a loud scream escaped your lips as I pushed you to climax, just as my cock finally lost control and erupted, sending thick hot ropes of cum deep inside you.

Rather than risk crushing you, I rolled off and onto the floor, my legs like Jelly. I finally looked up to find you laid on your side, propping your head up with your hand.

I couldn't help but smile as you simply said... "That treatment should be made availiable on the NHS"...