Please come take this stethoscope and listen to my gentle heartbeats. As you move the instrument through all auscultation points, you may notice that they get a little harder and faster under your attentive ear. Then touch my chest, my ribs, the throbbing pulse between them. And if your fingers drift lower, you'll feel how much I like this...
"Your pulse is really fast." He looks up at me, a glint of concern in his eyes. His fingers shift on my wrist as if to get a better read on my radial pulse. Looking back down, his brows furrow with concentration.
I take deep breaths, trying frantically to slow my heart rate so he won't find out. Why, oh why did I agree to help him practice for his exam? It was bad enough that he's my roommate and I was doing everything I could to try to hide my massive crush on him, did he have to find out about my heartbeat kink, too?
He's going to think I'm a freak.
My attention is pulled out of spiraling by his soft huff of breath, and I realize my pulse has gotten even faster from anxiety.
"120 beats per minute," he says. "That's too fast for a resting heartrate, I'm worried about you. I think I should--"
"Oh, no, really. I'm fine," I cut him off. "I just had some coffee. It always makes me jittery in the afternoon."
He narrows his eyes at me. "We've been out of coffee since Tuesday." He starts to reach into his bag. "I think I should take a listen."
I squirm. I don't have a good reason to tell him no, and honestly...I don't want to. I want him to listen to my heart pumping, beating hard against my sternum when he presses his stethoscope against my chest. Racing faster and faster as he auscultates each point...
"C'mon, this isn't going to hurt. I promise." His voice pulls me from my racing thoughts. "I just want to make sure you're okay.”
He gives me a little smile to reassure me, and he looks so damn innocent, I almost back out right then and there. But then he’s inserting the earpieces of his Littmann III into each ear and reaching towards me with the bell held gently between two fingers…
Holy shit, we’re doing this.
Just before he reaches me, he stops for a moment, pulling the bell back to his lips and breathing on the end of it. “Don’t be nervous,” he says.
“I’m not,” I say quickly. Too quickly. Because I’m breathing a lot faster than normal and I’m trying so hard not to tremble, but I know he can see it anyway.
He just smiles again and places the stethoscope on my chest.
His smile fades as he listens, concentrating on the sound of my heart beating. I close my eyes, trying to calm myself and slow down my heart rate, but all I can think about is my aortic valve inches from his fingers, opening and closing and opening and closing in steadfast rhythm. Lub dub. Lub dub. Lub dub.
Wordlessly, he moves to my pulmonary valve. I feel my chest steadily rise and fall beneath his hand, and I concentrate on my breathing. In. Out. In. Out. Thump thump. Thump thump. Slowly, I fall into an almost trance-like state, concentrating on the rush of air in my lungs and the pulsations of my heart muscle, my innermost, most intimate sounds.
He gently places a hand behind my back as he moves on to my tricuspid valve. I don’t dare open my eyes. I can tell my heart rate has slowed, but it is beating harder, stronger, as if it knows someone is listening.
“Take a deep breath for me and hold it.” His voice is a low rasp, and he has to clear his throat before he continues. “Please.”
I do as he asks, drawing oxygen deep into my lungs. The stethoscope drops to the mitral valve. My favorite. I hold my breath, imagining the blood rushing through my veins, pulsating through my arteries, visible in the hollow of my throat.
I hold my breath so long stars begin to detonate behind my eyes. I let it out all at once, feeling a thrill at my heart react to the sudden rush of oxygen after being deprived. I hear him let out a breath as well, but his is trembling.
“Good girl,” he says. “You have a strong heart.”
My eyes fly open. He’s staring at me, pupils inky black and fully dilated. His eyes drop to my lips, and then further, where my nipples have pebbled against the fabric of my shirt. My traitorous heart starts to jackhammer, and his eyes jerk back up to mine. “Does this turn you on?”
“No, I—” My jaw clamps closed as heat blooms low in my belly, so intense it’s almost painful. I think I’m going to throw up. I start to scramble back, but the hand on my back holds me in place, even as I feel the telltale wetness start to pool between my legs.
“Stop—stop. It’s okay,” he stammers. “I’m not…I just didn’t know you liked it, too.”
At first, I’m not sure what he’s trying to say. Then his gaze drops to the crotch of his jeans, tented in a massive erection.
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
My heart realizes it the same time I do. He’s a cardiophile, too. In seconds, it doubles in speed, beating so hard against my chest that it’s almost painful.
He hears it, too. A small, secret smile flits across his face as he raises his watch up, counting the beats he’s hearing. “130 beats per minute. You have a very reactive heart.”
“Is that a problem?” I ask in a rare display of bravado.
He lowers the stethoscope and pulls it from his ears. He presses his palm against my chest, instead. “No. I think it’s perfect.”
The heat from his palm warms my skin, seeping down past the layers of muscle and bone and viscera, cocooning my heart in warmth. It surges through my blood, straight to my head. “Do you want to hear more?”
“I do,” he says, placing the stethoscope in his ears again. “But this time, I think you should take your shirt off.”
A young women suffer from chest pain after her daily workout. Seeing that the pain doesn't pass she call 911 and wait for help. When the paramedics arrive she is still awake. They listen to her heart and notice that it is irregular. "Don't worry miss, we're taking good care of you, you're in good hands" they said. They hook her to the monitor and see that she has bad arythmia. Few minutes later she has breathing difficulties and they have to place her on oxygen. Despite that her condition get worse and she loose counsciousness...
First thing ... forgive my bad english ... people wanted a sequel to the first part so here it is..i wrote it late at night so forgive the mistakes and typos.
The next day he was nervous from the morning. He was afraid that he would not see Lucy again. They didn't even exchange contacts. His heart skipped a beat when she found his profile on the internet. They made an appointment for 7 o'clock in the afternoon. He immediately began to prepare his things. He will finally use everything he had at home until now. Maybe his dream will come true. It was fantastic last time, but he wants more.
The wait seemed endless, but the time came and he heard a knock at the door. He opened and saw her. Oh my gosh! She is so beautiful! flashed through his mind. She was standing there in shorts and a loose T-shirt (He didn't miss that she didn't have a bra on. Her tiny nipples were sensually outlined under the thin layer of fabric.) “Come in”, he whispered. She nodded slightly and went inside. Her face was serious and it freaked him out more than he expected. And it's all gone! he thought dejectedly.
I'll examine her and let her go, let's get this over with quickly...
Lucy looked around the room. She saw the EKG, ultrasound, stethoscopes and everything needed for the examination. All near the white-sheeted bed. “Mrs. Brown, please have a seat here.” he pointed to the bed. I will listen to you. Without a word, she walked over to the bed and slowly sat on it. She looked into his eyes. He quickly looked away, took the stethoscope and approached her. He bent down and said “Now I will listen to you.” he half expected her to push him away, he didn't even know why, but of course she didn't. I'm such a fool! he thought.
He slipped his hand under her shirt and pressed head of the stethoscope to her chest. He tried to control the shaking of his hand. He listened to her heart beat. A regular and steady rhythm. He was even more despondent. He quickly examined her in all places and removed the stethoscope from her ears. “Everything seems fine.” he tried to smile at her.“We proceed to the next examination. Now I'm going to attach an EKG to you. I have to ask you to take off your shirt and lie down.”
"Okay" she spoke for the first time since arriving. It wasn't much, but at least she broke the icy silence. She took off her shirt and lay down. The beauty of her body surprised him again. He recovered quickly and began placing electrodes on her skin. He let the device work. They waited. The silence grew more and more dense. “Everything will be fine, don't worry.” he said timidly. She smiled slightly at him. He felt a little better. He stood up and looked at the EKG waveform. Everything was perfectly fine, except that the heart rate slightly accelerated during the measurement.
Probably nervousness, he thought. “All went great! We'll be done soon. Don't worry. We'll quickly do an ultrasound and you'll be good to go.” he said. He took the gel and applied it to her chest. He attached the probe and began to examine. Her heart muscle appeared on the screen. It pulsed regularly. He watched her valves open and close. He was extremely focused. Suddenly he almost flinched in surprise. The organ on the screen began to pulse faster.
He stared at it in confusion. He was totally blown away. What's happening?! The beat was getting faster and faster. The probe in his hand began to bounce. He quickly turned his head and looked at the girl. She was staring into his eyes. This time he didn't look away. “What...” he didn't finish the sentence. She grabbed his hand and pressed it to her breast. She placed her other hand on his chest. She could feel his heart beating wildly. He quickly put the probe down and kissed her without thinking. She pressed her hand harder against his body.
“Someone is excited here.” she smiled at him. “We'll see what happens now.” She moved his hand to her own heart. He felt every beat. “Give me one.” she pointed to one of the stethoscopes hanging on a nearby machine. He quickly handed it to her. “ Now it's time for undress you too doctor.” He quickly threw off his shirt. She put head of the stethoscope to his heart. “Wow. It beats fast!” She slowly pulled down her shorts. She had no panties on. She heard his heart skip a beat. She gently took his hand and slowly moved it from her b**bs between her legs. He felt how wet she was.
It is here! the thought flashed through his mind. Then he completely lost control of himself. He grabbed Lucy by the hips and turned her towards him. He took off his pants. Revealed his erect throbbing c**k and without asking, he slid it into her. She exhaled in a mixture of surprise and pleasure. He started thrusting. As he did so, he took another stethoscope and put it in his ears. He pressed it against her wildly beating heart. “Hmm your heart wants to be heard doesn't it little girl?”, he slurred. “Oh yes! Fuck me to the beat of my heart please!” she begged. He started thrusting faster. Their breathing deepened and quickened.
She could hear his heart beating strong and loud and felt her own beating weaker, but much faster. He started thrusting faster. Their breathing deepened and quickened. She could hear his heart beating strong and loud and felt her own beating weaker, but much faster. She knew he knew about it and enjoyed it as much as she did. She was nearing climax and her body began to flex in ecstasy. “I want you to hear your heart beating for me” he smirked. He removed her hand from his chest and pressed her stethoscope to her own. They both heard her heart pounding like it was about to explode. Then she climaxed. He pulled his throbbing d**k out of her pu**y fast. He removed his hand with both steths from her body to see her visible heartbeat. And yes...her heart muscle was hammering under her ribs like sledge hammer. He could clearly see its every move. He then climaxed directly on her chest.
She stayed with him overnight. They listened to each other's heartbeats and cuddled until morning. It was a dream come true that neither of them believed would happen...and the fairy tale is over. .
First thing ... forgive my bad english ... here's the story :).
„Come in!“ she heard from behind the door. She was surprised, she was waiting for her doctor's voice, but this voice did not belong to a woman but to a man. She got up from her seat and walked in uncertainly. “Hello. Dr. Smith is on vacation. I'm here instead of her. My name is Dr. Carter” the young doctor smiled at her. Oh my god! crossed her mind, Why does he have to look so good?! He was tall, with an athletic build, and his beautiful white teeth shone in a smile on his dark, sharp-featured face. A bead of sweat broke out on her forehead from nervousness.
“Hello. I am Julia Brown” she whispered. Her eyes registered the stethoscope lying on the table. Exactly the same as she herself has at home! “What appears to be the problem?”the doctor asked her cheerfully. “Well...I've been feeling pressure in my chest lately...I don't know what's going on, so I better come.” she said in a slightly trembling voice. “You did well to come!”, he said “I believe it will be a small thing. We will have a look at it. Do not worry. Please sit on this lounger.”
He got up from the table and picked up the lying stethoscope. Julia's heart skipped a beat and then began to speed up. Here it comes!, she thought. “Um...I'm going to ask you to unbutton your shirt.” said the doctor, looking a little uncertain for the first time. “Oh. Okay…”, she replied and began unbuttoning her shirt with trembling fingers. She was shy, so nervous, but excited at the same time.
He stood over her and watched her. He hadn't seen such a beautiful woman in a long time. Beautiful blonde long hair framed her face with soft features. The blue eyes looked so innocent...her red sensual lips contrasted with her snow white skin. Once again he thanked God that he had chosen to be a doctor. The girl struggled with the last button and exposed her chest. The tiny white breasts hidden in the light pink lacy bra looked perfect. He put the stethoscope in his ears.
The combination of excitement and panic made Julia's heart beat like crazy. She looked down at her left breast. It visibly pulsed in a fast and regular rhythm. Damn, damn, damn!, her brain shut down.
As if in slow motion, she watched the doctor's hand approach her chest. The head of the stethoscope hit her skin.
Carter watched her breasts as if in a trance. He had never seen such a visible heartbeat. The girl's heart seemed to want to break through her ribs! Before he could control himself, he heard his own voice say: “Please take off your bra Miss Brown.” “Okay” Julia answered faster than she wanted to. She unbuttoned her bra quickly and revealed her breasts in full glory. Dr. Carter was as if in a daze. He pressed the stethoscope just below her erect left nipple. The girl was breathing excitedly. He looked straight into her beautiful eyes. He was mesmerized by her beauty and every beat of her heart was music to his ears. He listened to her everywhere and took his time...aortic, pulmonic, Erb´s point, triscupid...and his favourite spot: mitral. THUP – THUMP-THUMP! His ears were full of that beautiful sound. He was so horny he could barely control himself!
„Please lie on your left side. I must feel your heart.“ he said. Julia did as he told her...she knew he was going to palpate her heart. She was so excited! The doctor pressed his palm to her left breast and squeezed lightly. She knew this didn't belong in the examination, but she liked it...she felt her panties getting wet. Then he went a little lower, where the pulse can be felt best. Her heart hammering under his palm like crazy. He could feel the contours of it so clearly...every its stroke. It was like holding her pulsating life in the palm of his hand. He felt like he had complete control over it. The girl suddenly reached up and kissed him on the lips while his hand was still pressed against her throbbing heart. He returned the kiss passionately...when suddenly someone knocked on the door.
"Um…Miss Brown," stammered the doctor, "I'm not so sure if your heart is right. I need to do an ultrasound and other tests that we don't have time for now. Come to my private practice tonight. We will have a look at it." She smiled at him and blushed. “I'll be happy to come Dr. Carter. Bye.” “Bye.” he said dreamily, looking after the exiting girl until he was interrupted by another patient entering...
Would you hold your breath for me? No, no, your lungs sound beautiful. I just want to hear your heartbeat more clearly for a few seconds. Deep breath in, and hold... oh, that's weird. Your heart rate went way up. I was sure it would slow down, actually. Are you alright? Hey, let that air out now, there you go. Another deep breath—oh, you're holding it again. Wait... did you enjoy that? You did, didn't you? You know what I think? I think you're getting turned on from me controlling your breathing, and that's why your heart is racing. Oh, this is priceless. I'm going to have so much fun with this. Do you want me to tell you when you're allowed to inhale? I could tighten my hand around your neck when I want you to hold that breath. What if I pressed hard on your chest to force the air out of your lungs? Would you like me to listen closely as your heart pounds out of rhythm, desperate to find enough oxygen to send through your arteries? I wonder what else would get you going... ♡
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