Defying Doctor’s Orders

By: Jackie

Ryan has wobbled in on crutches, limped in with medical boots on, and had slings on his arms, so when he walked into the apartment with a slight limp, I ignored it. He’s a man and of course insists that he is fine. I was laying on the couch when he walked in. “Hey, babe. I ordered Chinese. Didn’t feel like going to the grocery store.” I smiled as I got up to greet him. I walked over to him as he stopped to greet our dogs. I stood on my tip toes and kissed him.

Something didn’t seem right. He didn’t say anything back to me. He simply limped to the bedroom. I was setting the table when he limped out of the bedroom.” Brooke, I need to go to the emergency room.” I looked at him funny. Ryan hated the doctor. He hated going. When he said he needed to go, it was serious.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, kind of nervous. He showed me the back of his leg. Blood poured out of his leg. I am a veterinarian. No, I am not a human doctor, but it’s close enough, right? “Yeah, you need stitches.” I had my vet bag and handed him a large bandage and a towel.

So two hours and twelve stitches later, the doctor was giving Ryan some orders. “So, no straining activities while you have these in.” The doctor starts. Ryan gave him a puzzled look. “No baseball, no sex, no sports, no running. You get the point.”

“What does sex have to do with this injury?” Ryan asked, unhappy about that order. I hit Ryan on the shoulder. Since it was on the back of his knee, he couldn’t bend it. Bending it to much would cause the stitches to come out.

So, we walk in the door to his apartment and Ryan says,”I’m horny.” He gives me a smirk.

“You have to be kidding? Did you not listen to the doctor!” I say to him, amazed he’d risk his health for sex. He shrugged and pushed me against the wall “Ryan, really?”

“What if I don’t bend it? Besides, he is a doctor, he doesn’t know what my body can do.” He replies. Ryan picked me up so he didn’t have to bend down.He passionately kissed me. Of course, I really did want to sleep with him, but his health is way more important.

“Maybe I’ll give him a blowjob and he’ll be happy. Then, I mean, we will both be happy.” I thought to myself. Who was I kidding, I couldn’t go half way with him without going all the way! He was to sexy. Either I give in or I don’t. By that point I was on the bed with my shirt and bra off looking at a naked Ryan. Looks like I gave in!

Ryan carefully got on the bed, trying not to bend his knee to much. I pulled down my panties and got into the 69 position. I ran my hand up and down his shaft as he ate me out. I put the tip of his rock hard penis in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. I went as far down as I could and felt him in the back of my throat.

After awhile of sucking I removed my head from his penis and turned to face him. “Do not hurt yourself more!” I said before lowering myself onto him. I went slowly down at first and then picked up the pace. I soon felt Ryan thrusting himself deeper inside of me as well. He could never let me do all the work. I felt him deep inside of me and I loved it. I moaned louder and louder and we began going faster, our bodies moving as one. Hurt or not, he is amazing in bed.

He brought me to an orgasm right before his sweet cum filled me. I rested my head on his shoulder, his penis still in me. I kissed him passionately before whispering,” We are so bad, defying doctor’s orders and all.” He kissed me again, his eyes closed, and I felt him smile against my lips.

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6 replies
    • TheIndianBoy says:

      It’s just not the head that is hard…there less the problem. 😉 I am sometimes like that. I let my wife deal with the problem.

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