Like a Lubdup

I'm extremely excited and my heart is beating wildly: today I‘ll meeting Clara for the first time. We got to know each other online and became closer through our shared kink. When the doorbell rings, I take another deep breath and carefully open the door. There she is, standing in front of me, smiling warmly: "Hi!" I stammer out an "Uh, hi." She steps toward me and hugs me. I wasn't really expecting that and stand still like I was frozen. Then I invite her in and we sit down on the couch. I clear my throat, but can't think of anything to say. She moves closer to me, takes my hand, and places two fingers on my wrist, then giggles: "Are you excited?" I just smile a little sheepishly. Clara picks up her bag and takes out a stethoscope. A pink Littmann Classic III, which she has always raved about in our conversations. "May I?" She puts the stethoscope in her ears, lifts my T-shirt, and places it on my chest. With a look that is both focused and warm, she looks me straight in the eyes and I lean back a little against the edge of the sofa. "It’s beating really fast," she giggles at some point. "Can you take your Shirt off?" she asks. I hesitate for a moment, but then slip it off. Clara puts the stethoscope back on my chest and motions for me to lie down. Listening intently, she leans over me and has to giggle a little bit. "Listen for yourself how fast it's racing!" Even without the stethoscope, I can feel my heart beating against my ripcage, but when Clara puts it in my ears and on my chest, I'm still amazed at how fast it sounds and smile shyly. After a while she lifts the chest piece and now puts it on her own heart. We both have to laugh when I hear that hers is beating just as fast as mine.

My heart is racing as I am jolted awake. I can feel it powerfull pounding against my chest. Carefully, I lift my head and look around. The room is completely dark and silent, only the gentle breathing of my girlfriend next to me in bed can be heard, but my own pulse is pounding in my ears. Is there any reason why I was jolted awake? Maybe a bad dream? Giulia is sleeping peacefully next to me, but my heart won't stop racing. Maybe I should wake her up? After all, she's a paramedic and might know what's wrong. But just as suddenly as it started, it calms again. Hmm. I try to go back to sleep, but it won't leave me alone. I toss and turn, but finally I decide to wake Giulia up: "Hey," I whisper, shaking her gently. "Hey, sweetie." She opens her eyes a crack: "What's wrong?" "Giuli, Giuli, my heart suddenly started racing." She immediatly seems wide awake: "You'd better sit up slowly, it could just be low blood pressure." I lean forward and move my back to the edge of the bed. Giulia sits up too and puts her ear to my chest. She just listens for a while. "Everything okay again?" I nod and she strokes my cheek with her hand. "Was it bad that I woke you up because of that?" I ask cautiously. She looks deep into my eyes: "You know I'm always there for you and want the best for you. Please let me always know if anything is wrong, even in the middle of the night. Just trust me and everything will be fine." She leans forward and kisses me lovingly... the woman of my dreams.

A young woman shyly enters the treatment room and looks around uncertainly. You walk up to her and offer her your hand, which she shakes tentatively. "Well, I, um..." she stammers, "I have this thing with my heart..." Your interested gaze seems to unsettle her. "Sometimes, it just starts racing... out of nowhere, for no reason." When you ask her to sit down on the exam table, she carefully lowers herself onto it, her arms dangling limply at her sides. You take her left wrist and place two fingers on it: her pulse is fast and strong, nervous but steady. You start counting 1, 2, 3, 4... you look at her, but her gaze is fixed on the floor. ... 81, 82, 83! You measure: not tachycardic, but quite fast for a young, athletic woman. She looks at you expectantly with her big green eyes and you smile encouragingly at her. Then you take the blood pressure cuff and place it around her thin upper arm. You swing your stethoscope off your neck, put it in your ears, and press the chest piece into the crook of her arm, then pump the cuff up to 150 mmHg. You carefully open the valve and the air escapes. When the needle reaches 124, your heart the floting noise until it goes quiet again at 97. You release the remaining air, remove the cuff from her arm, and ask her to take off her top. She looks at you shyly, but then takes off her top. After a questioning glance, she hesitantly opens her bra. Carefully, you place the stethoscope on her chest and immediately hear her heart beating wildly. When you look at her, she quickly looks away and her heart beats even faster. Her heart sounds clear and regular, with no murmurs or skips. As you listen to it racing for a long time, you start to lose yourself in it, close your eyes, and just listen to the rhythmic lub-dup lub-dup lub-dup...!

"Oh Santa, your heart is pounding!" Nio says, biting their lip horny. I smile, grab their hip and pull them a little closer. After the company Christmas party, we ended up in an empty office. They take their head away from my chest. "You think so, doc?" I ask them theatrically. "I should examine you better." Nio pulls off the red jacket of my Santa Claus costume, telling me to lie down. "Hmm," they frown, "I think it stopped." I look them in the eyes with confusion. What is his plan? "Yeah, I better try mouth-to-mouth CPR." Then Nio kisses me, deep and long. My heart starts to race. After they pull their lips away again, they seem kinda out of breath. Nio thinks, before butting their ear on my chest, "Seems to be a hard case. I better try again." They close their eyes and give me another intense kiss. We both smile afterwards. "Are you back alive?" "I think so, but I could really take a third one." This time I take them by the neck and pull them closer, before we kiss again. My heart is beating so fast, this just feels right. Here and now, with Nio is exactly where I belong. "Do you wanna hear my heart too?" they ask. I lean up and put my ear on their chest. "I barely hear anything, I think your shirt is in the way." They giggle and take their top off. "Better?" I take their shoulders to pull them closer. Then I lay my head on their chest. There it is: their racing heartbeat, jumping with happiness. This feels so good, I never want this to end.

"Thess, where did you get a stethoscope?" Hannah raised an eyebrow. "Well, my sister is a nurse, and I... borrowed it," replied Thess, putting it on the table. "Now what?" Cole became enthusiastic: "Let's try it out right away!" He picked it up and looked at the two girls: "Which one of you can I listen to first?" Thess just shrugged and took off her top. "The bra too?" Cole looked surprised, but he immediately nodded his head. Thess unhooked her bra and threw it on the couch. Hannah watched in disbelief as Cole approached the half-naked Thess, put the stethoscope in his ears, and carefully placed it on her chest. His eyes widened: "Wow! Is that your heart? It sounds beautiful." Thess laughed: "Look, I saw my sister do this once. I think you have to hold it like this." She helped Cole. "Hannah, don't you want to try it too?" Hannah smiled shyly: "You guys have fun first." Cole continued listening to Thess's heartbeat. "A little fast." "Yeah? Well, your heart probably beats faster too when you're standing shirtless in front of your friends." "Challenge accepted!" Cole took the stethoscope out of his ears, gave it to Thess, and took off his T-shirt: "Listen!" Thess put the stethoscope on his chest and listened: "Yours is even faster than mine!" They both laughed. "Come on, Hannah, it's funny." She rolled her eyes, but she got up and went over to them. Thess gave her the stethoscope and she carefully put it in her ears. Then she placed it on Cole's chest first and heard his heart pounding wildly. She had to smile a little before lifting it again and placing it on Thess's chest. Thess squeaked a little when Hannah placed the stethoscope directly on her nipple. Embarrassed, she immediately pulled it away, but Thess took her hand and guided the chest piece directly to her rib cage. Hannah's eyes widened: Thess's heart was beating a little slower, but somehow it sounded… just beautiful.

I'm sitting relaxed in the kitchen drinking my coffee when my roommate Vanessa comes in: "Hey! So: I need to practice auscultation for nursing school..." I look up to her. "...and well, of course I need a test patient. Could I maybe practice on your heart?" She looks at me with her big, dark eyes and I can't help but agree. "It could be interesting," I think to myself and nod. She grins and dashes off. She comes right back with her stethoscope around her neck: "Would you like to sit on the couch?" I shrug my shoulders. "Could you take off your shirt?" Then she takes her stethoscope and comes closer to me while putting it in her ears. "I‘ll start here: This is the arotic..." She places the cold stethoscope on my chest and I flinch a little. "Oops," she smiles and breathes on the chest piece. Then she listens to the spot she just showed me on my chest. "Sounds great! Then let's continue with the pulmonic," she moves the stethoscope to the left and listens again. "Also very nice. Then here's the Erps Point," she places the stethoscope a little lower. "You can hear both heart sounds very well there. Sounds pretty healthy," she winks and moves it down even further. "That's the tricuspid," she listens intently for a few seconds again. "Okay, great! Now let's move on to the mitral valve." She places the stethoscope all the way to the left and listens. "By the way, your heart sounds a little fast, but that's probably from the coffee," she giggles. Then she puts the stethoscope back around her neck. "You're a great patient. May I continue with the some other examinations?“

Suddenly, the door flew open and someone came in. Through the stethoscope, he could hear his heart begin to race. It was his ex!

She listens to me intently and thoroughly until the timer rings and the whole house smells of Christmas cookies.

After her shift at the emergency services, Missy had gone out for a relaxing drink and it was already late when she finally set off for home. The main streets were brightly lit, but in a dark side alley she suddenly saw something lying on the ground. Curious, she approached what was lying on the ground, but as she got closer, she realized it was a man, seemingly unconscious, with a wound on his head and a pool of blood. Missy ran towards him and tried to talk to him, but he didn't respond. She shook him a little, but he didn't move. Missy's heart began to pound and, with a terrible premonition, she carefully put her ear to his mouth. She couldn't hear him breathing. Missy panicked and felt for his neck, but she couldn't feel a pulse. Her mind was racing, but her paramedic instincts kicked in almost automatically and she began CPR. "Ha, ha, ha, ha, stay‘n the life..." After all these years, it was still what helped her with chest compressions. "…27, 28, 29, 30." She knew she couldn't handle this alone, so she immediately called her colleagues, but until they arrived, she had to hurry so that all would not be lost by the time they got there. So she kept going. Seconds passed like hours and minutes like eternities, but she couldn't give up now. She kept pressing on his chest and checking to see if she could feel a pulse again, but the man's heart remained silent. She was so pumped up with adrenaline that she didn't even notice how exhausting it was becoming and how blurry her vision was getting. "Stay'n the life, stay'n the life..." " Finally, sirens wailed and two paramedics came running towards her. "Missy! I'll take over!" Completely out of breath, she sat down on the ground as her colleague Dan took over and continued to press on his chest. Meanwhile, the second paramedic, her colleague Vivian, fetched the defibrillator from the ambulance. She placed the pads on the patient's chest. "…28, 29, 30! Clear!" The body jerked from the electric shock. "Pulse?" she asked Dan. "No, try again!" "Charge 1800, clear!" The body jerked again: Dan grabbed his wrist. "I have a pulse!" Missy threw herself back on the floor, relieved. Everything would be fine.

"So... you're here for a cardiological check-up, right? Okay, I see that during your last examination at the doctors, you had severe palpitations and sweating." The doctor comes closer to you and places the clipboard next to you. "Stretch out your hand, please." He places two fingers on your wrist and looks at his watch. Immediately, your heart starts pounding again and you see a slight look of surprise in his eyes. "Hmm," he says after a while, "your pulse is 94... not tachycardic yet, but significantly elevated." He takes the blood pressure cuff and places it around your upper arm. Then he puts his stethoscope in the crook of your arm and starts pumping. You feel the strong pressure on your arm, perhaps even a little stronger than usual. Your heart is still racing as the doctor slowly lowers the preasure. He looks serious, slightly concerned, as he removes the cuff from your arm and takes the stethoscope out of his ears. "I'll take a closer listen to your heart, it really doesn't seem quite right." Your heart starts beating even faster when he says this. "Please take off your top." He then picks up the black and silver stethoscope again and places it on your chest. You immediately notice how your heart is crushing against the membrane strong and rapid. He looks you straight in the eyes as he listens carefully to every single auscultation point of your heart. From the aortic to the pulmic, the Erps Point, where he leaves it for quite a while, then the tricuspid, and finally the mitral. He frowns and mutters, "Really strange, I can't detect any background noise, but your heart is still racing, and at times quite arrhythmically." We'd better do an ECG.

My heart is racing! I'm breathing quickly and shallowly, sitting huddled against the wall. She comes in and sees me crouching on the floor, trembling. She approaches me calmly, as she would slowly approach a shy animal, trying not to scare it. She kneels down next to me and puts her hand on my shoulder. "It's okay. I'm here for you, I'll take care of you." Her voice is calm and gentle. She takes the stethoscope from around her neck: "May I listen to your chest?" Her caring but professional manner actually helps me calm down a little. I take my arms, which I had wrapped around my knees, to the side and she carefully puts the stethoscope in her ears and places it on my chest. I can feel my heart still pounding against it, but her gentle hand on my shoulder slowly begins to slow my breathing. "Your heart is still racing. Would you like to try taking a deep breath in and out for me?" I take a deep breath through my nose, hold it briefly, and exhale through my mouth. "That's much better," she smiles at me, and I find myself smiling a little too. "Everything will be fine, just trust me." She takes the stethoscope out of her ears, gently holds my red cheeks, and kisses me tenderly.

Nurse Beth was breathing heavily, sitting on a bench in an examination room on the cardiology ward. She held her hand to her chest as Dr. Sinders entered: "Beth, what's wrong? You weren't-„She paused. "Are you okay?" Beth nodded slightly, but her cheeks were red and a tear was running down her face. The doctor sat down carefully next to her. Beth laid her head on her shoulder: "Maybe it’s okay after all," she sobbed. Dr. Sinders took her wrist and placed two fingers on her artery. Her pulse was fast and irregular. She took her stethoscope out of her pocket, put it in her ears, and pulled Beth's top aside so she could listen to her heart. Beth's heart was pounding wildly, and Dr. Sinders brushed a strand of hair from her face, which was turned toward the floor. "What happened?" "I..." Beth sobbed, "...I don't know. Suddenly my heart just started racing." Dr. Sinders listened more closely. Beth was already nervous, so she decided not to tell her right away that she could hear an irregular stumble between the rapid heartbeats. She got a blood pressure cuff and carefully placed it around Beth's arm. When she started to inflate it, Beth flinched a little. "Shh, I'm just taking your blood pressure." Dr. Sinders wiped a tear from her face. "Can you try to breathe a little more calmly, for me?“Beth nod her head, sniffed, and took a deep breath. 95 over 63... Dr. Sinders was concerned because she suspected atrial fibrillation. Her forehead was creased with worry and Beth looked at her questioningly. "You'd better lie down, I'll get you a glass of water." Beth put her hand on her chest again and when Dr. Sinders left the room, she finally burst into tears.

Leni and Jay lay relaxed and cuddled up on the couch watching their favorite Christmas movie. Leni snuggled a little closer to Jay and rested her head on his chest. Jay put his arm around her, but after a few seconds Leni said, "Whoa!" "What's up, sweetie?" "I can hear your heart." She pressed her ear directly against Jay's heart, who chuckled a little: "And? What does it tell you?" "I think it likes that someone is listening to it. It's beating happily." "Maybe it's also because of the wonderful woman who's cuddling up to it right now." Leni smiled and a moment passed. "It sounds really strong," she said. Jay paused the movie. "Can you take off your shirt?" Jay looked at her, puzzled. "I can hear it better then." Jay slipped out of his sweater, and from his girlfriend's expectant look, he could tell that he should take off his T-shirt too. He lay down on the couch again next to Leni and she snuggled up to his bare chest. "It's gotten a little faster." Jay blushed a little. He slowly stroked her hair while Leni listened with her eyes closed. "You know..." she murmured, "it sounds kind of... more vulnerable. But also more beautiful." She lay there for a long time. Then she rolled over to the side, and took off her own top. "Now it's your turn." Jay laid his head on her chest and listened to her heart beating. "Why is yours beating so fast?" "Do you want it to beat even faster?" With a single move, she unhooked her bra and let it slip to the floor.

Lucian stuck the last electrode on my chest: "Is it ready?" I looked over at the beeping ECG machine he had just connected me to. "Seems so." The green line was high and steady. The number next to it showed 92 bpm. "Hmm," Lucian grinned, "already excited?" I had to smile shyly. "Half because of you and half because I'm already a little horny." Lucian laughed and started to pull down my pants. I took a deep breath and Lucian revealed my erection as he pulled down my boxer shorts. The beeping got faster: 112 bpm. Lucian reached for my cock and began to rub it, slowly and carefully at first. I leaned back a little and glanced over at the ECG: 124 bpm. Lucian got faster and my breathing became more rapid: 147 bpm. I bit my lip a little and Lucian moved even faster. I moaned briefly as my gaze fell on the ECG: 176 bpm. Lucian looked at me lustfully and I felt it rising inside me. He paused briefly to tease me. I looked down at his hand, then at the ECG: 184. I looked at Lucian imploringly, and he started rubbing my black again, a broad smile on his face. I felt my heart pounding against my chest, and when I moaned again, I came, and the jizz spread all over the bed. I was breathing heavily, and when we looked at the ECG at the same time, we saw: 215 bpm. We both grinned.

So we sat together in the waiting room of the doctor's office and were bored. Eventually, she was finally called in and we went into one of the examination rooms. The doctor was busy with another patient, so Evie just sat down on the examination table. Then she spotted a stethoscope on the desk and her eyes lit up. "Let's try it out." "What? But the doctor will be here any minute." "We'll be quick." I rolled my eyes, went to the desk, and picked up the black stethoscope. It was heavier than I had expected. Evie took off her shirt and I stood there, confused for a moment. "Um... The doctor is going to examine you with that." "No," Evie replied, "I want you to try it." I walked over to her, looked closely at the tool, and then put it in my ears. Evie sat willingly in front of me, waiting for me to finally put it on her chest. When I placed it on her breast, she briefly got goosebumps. "That's cold." I smiled and began to listen to her heartbeat. "Lud-Dup Lub-Dup Lub-Dup..." "Hm," I said. "What hm? What do you hear?" "I, uh... hear your heart." "And?" "You seem to be alive." She groaned, took the stethoscope out of my ears and put it in her own. Then she placed it on my chest and her eyes widened. "Wow! ... That sounds really nice." I blushed a little. "It's like a melody." She closed her eyes. She placed it on her own chest to compare the heartbeat and giggled, "Mine is much faster." "I came along especially so you wouldn't be so nervous." Evie grinned: "Who said I had heart palpitations because of the doctor?" She smirked, took the stethoscope out of her ears, and threw it around her neck: "Like a real doctor, right?" Just then, the real doctor came in and looked at her questioningly. Then they both had to giggle.

There's a knock at the door. "Hey." The pretty nurse who examined you earlier comes in. "You know..." she says seductively, "My shift is over now, but I wanted to see you again and..." she bites her lip, "Maybe you wanted to see me too." She comes right up to your bed, puts her stethoscope on the small table, and pulls her top over her head. You feel yourself slowly getting warmer as she stands in front of you in just her bra. Then she climbs onto your bed and kneels over you. With one hand on her back, she unhooks her bra and lets it fall. "I should examine you again." She takes the stethoscope from the table and pulls off your top. Then she puts the stethoscope in her ears and places the chest piece on your bare skin. You notice your heart beating wildly and she looks at you playfully. "The patient seems a little... excited." She pulls down your underwear and your heart starts racing even faster. She smiles lustfully. You regain your composure, grab her waist, and pull down her pants. She giggles as if she had been waiting for this. Then she takes the stethoscope out of her ears, swings it around her neck, and starts riding you.