Suzanne tried to forget all about her moral dilemma by losing herself in her work. The routine of the hospital proved exciting for her – but nowhere near as exciting as some of the things she'd seen Jill doing. She began to wonder if all the nurses and doctors fucked like rabbits whenever they got the opportunity. She managed to screw up her courage enough to pose the question to Jill one day.
"Jill, do all of you on the staff, well, you know. Act like you do when you're with a doctor?"
"Hmmm? Oh, you mean, do we all fuck out brains out whenever we get the chance?" Jill laughed as Suzanne blushed a vivid red. She seemed to take a sadistic delight in tormenting the teenager and embarrassing her. The nurse never passed up the chance to make a lewd comment in the girl's hearing and the more she was embarrassed, the more Jill seemed to enjoy it.
"Yeah, something like that," admitted Suzanne.
"Exactly like that, you mean. But yeah, we fuck whenever we can. Think about it. A doctor's in the operating room with a patient cut open. The slightest mistake is going to kill the poor guy. That's a terrible strain to be under and some operations last for hours. When the doctor gets out, he wants to unwind. And the nurses get hornier than hell, too. The long hours and all that."
"You don't have a steady boyfriend, do you?"
"Can't. I work such weird hours. So I grab what I can around here."
Suzanne blushed again at the thought of what Jill grabbed. Usually it was the nearest man's prick. Suzanne remembered a day or two earlier when Jill had openly given one of the interns a handjob. It had been right in plain sight less than ten feet away from the waiting room. She had jerked him off and his come had splattered all over the floor. One of the janitors had come along and mopped up the jism as if it weren't anything new to him.
And maybe it wasn't. Suzanne began to wonder about what the woman had told her. Sure, the doctors were under great stress. Fucking relieved the tensions that built up inside. And the nurses hardly led normal lives. They had to appear glacial and distant from their patients. No fraternizing was the rule.
Suzanne was supposed to make sure the nurses gave the right medication and when the doctor had prescribed it. Reading all those charts and reminding the nurses got to be a drag. What if she goofed? What if the nurse on duty came to rely too much on her catching a mistake? Someone could die from either too much or too little medication.
Suzanne longingly looked at one of the younger men as he walked down the hall. She might not have noticed him a month before. Now she did. She felt her pussy begin to drool at the thought of having his long, hard prick driven into her cunt with impressive force. She shook herself out of the daydream. It was wrong. She shouldn't even think such thoughts. They were evil and would lead her astray.
Jill did and she liked Jill. She liked the nurse a lot. Not only had she gotten her the job, she even had a good amount of common sense about things not dealing with sex and fucking. Suzanne couldn't quite figure out where Jill had gotten all those depraved ideas.
"Got to go check up on that poor, lonely Mr. Woodward in Room 770," said Jill. "If you know what I mean." She gave Suzanne a broad wink and walked down the hall, her ass swaying just the right amount to let the girl know exactly what kind of a treatment she was going to give Mr. Woodward.
Jill knew what she wanted, and went for it. Suzanne shook her head thinking of the fuck fest that would soon begin in that room. And, even though she hated herself for it, she found her footsteps leading her directly to the room.
She was going to watch Jill fuck the man with his leg in traction.
Suzanne sidled up to the door and opened it a crack. She had a perfect view of the room inside. There was a bar over the man's head. His leg was suspended and held firmly by a contraption with pulleys and lines. Other than this, he was perfectly free to move around on the bed. Suzanne knew. She had watched Jill fuck the man several times before. It required a little bit of acrobatics but Jill was inclined to be very athletic in her fucking.
"How are we today, Mr. Woodward?" Jill asked brightly, the top button of her uniform coming mysteriously undone. The man's eyes focused on that button. As if by mental telepathy, the next button down came undone to reveal the flare of her lovely tits. The white titflesh bulged up and out of her crisp, well starched uniform to give an incredible contrast. The cool, efficient nurse was turning into a sexually insatiable woman.
"Getting hornier than the devil waiting for you," the man said. And Suzanne could tell, even from the doorway, that this was true. The way the sheets over the man's middle tented upwards told of a hard-on of huge proportions.
"My, my, we need to give you a little therapy, don't we?" said Jill, finishing off the last button on her blouse. The uniform hung open to the waist now revealing the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. The way her nipples were springing to attention made the man's prick respond visibly.
Jill pulled off the covers to reveal the long, hard pole of his cock. She dropped down and began to stroke up and down it with her hand. She looked up and said, "Needs a little oil, doesn't it? If this is going to be your daily bath, it should be with oil to prevent chaffing." She fumbled out a bottle of oil and sprinkled it into her hand.
The man watched without a sound as she poured some into her hand and immediately grabbed his prick. A stroke up and down and his cock was entirely covered with the slippery oil. She began stroking faster and faster, her knuckles turning white with the pressure she put around his cock.
"Ummm, Jesus God, that's nice," he moaned finally. "But I want something a lot hotter and tighter around my prick. Get the idea?"
"Sure," said Jill eagerly. She pulled the cockhead to her mouth and engulfed it. Her ruby lips spread around the purpled knob and she began hungrily gobbling up his prick. He groaned again as her face went down into his crotch.
Suzanne watched the long, well-oiled prick vanish into Jill's face. The woman began face fucking herself faster and faster. Suzanne shuddered as the reaction hit her body. She hardly knew what a man's prick would taste like but her mind was going wild imagining it.
"As good as that feels," said the man, "it's not what I had in mind. I want your pussy all around my prick. I love the way your cunt clamps down hard on my pecker when we're fucking. Never found another chick who could do that trick quite like you."
Jill acted as if she hadn't heard him. She continued face fucking herself, her nose burrowing around in the man's thick pubic bush. Her tongue flitted out and lightly brushed across his balls. This caused the man to arch up in bed, his ass lifting off the bed. He drove his prick all the way into her throat.
"Go on, damn you, if you're going to suck me off, I want to deep throat you!"
Jill seemed content with that. She maneuvered around so that she could take the patient's prick into her face. She swallowed hard. Suzanne could see the man's prick was lodged securely in the woman's throat.
"Shit, can't hang on too much longer. So fucking nice, feeling that mouth of yours sucking on my prick. So Goddamn fucking niiice!" the man moaned over and over.
Jill seemed to realize that he would jet out his come at any instant. She quickly retreated and attended to only the knobby end of his prick. She ran her tongue lasciviously around the man's glans, giving the underside the most attention. This caused his cock to buck and dance around as if she'd touched him there with a lit match.
"On fuck!" he called out. "Your mouth is turning me on like I was some teenaged kid getting his first piece of ass. How do you fucking do it?"
She wetly plopped her lips free of his cock and said to him, "It's all in a day's work. But you said you wanted a bit more intimate therapy. Did you really mean that?"
"Shit, yes!"
She smiled broadly and hiked up her skirts. The man's prick almost exploded when he saw she wasn't wearing any panties. He looked from her swaying tits to her naked, flowing gash and gave forth with a little chuckle. "I see everything now. No panties! Shit, what a trip!"
"Just wait," she promised him. "This is going to be the best you ever received. Wait and see."
She jumped up onto the bed, her legs on either side of his body. She gripped the sturdy bar over his head and lithely swung around until she hung suspended upside down from it, her arms and legs neatly wrapped around it. In this position, she was able to dangle her naked ass down just inches away from his jutting prick.
"I see," he said. "Shit, this is going to be fantastic!"
"Move over a little bit so your cock is directly under my twat," she told the man. He didn't have to told twice. His prick aimed upward just like a rocket ready for launching.
Jill lowered herself a bit and felt the warmth of his cock slipping between her buttocks. She rocked back and forth and managed to tease his prick a little bit more. She allowed it to slide up and down her already slippery slit and get her fuck juices all over the tip.
"Go on, damn you," the man cried. "Quit being a cock teaser. I want to fuck that tight pussy of yours!"
"And I want your cock as much as you want to feel me all around you," she retorted. "And you will, all in good time."
Suzanne wondered if the exertion of this odd form of fucking turned the nurse on. The look of intense concentration on the woman's face was all out of proportion with the amount of fucking she had done so far.
Jill moved in a swaying motion until she found the right place to stop. The man's cock was directly on top of her cunt hole. She relaxed a little and felt the thick cockhead enter her cunt lips. She shivered with delight. The hot prick filled her with anticipation. She knew what was going to happen when they really got down to the fucking. But it was so much fun to savor the delicious feeling of a prick just nudging into her pussy lips.
She twisted from side to side making the prick spin inside her. The look on her face now wasn't one of concentration as it was one of sheer carnal lust. Suzanne saw it and knew her body would begin to respond right along with Jill's. The two of them seemed tied together with some sort of psychic bond that couldn't easily be broken.
True, it wasn't the same thing watching the fucking as it would be actually fucking, but the young girl had to be content to be a spectator for the moment.
"More, deeper! Drop down and let me get in deeper!" the man demanded. He was rising up off the bed as far as he could to fuck the dangling woman's pussy. She continued to torment him. As his prick came shooting up, aimed for the depths of her cunt, she would rise just enough to stop him. His prick never penetrated her seething hot pussy more than an inch.
"Don't worry," she panted. "This will be a lot better soon." The sweat ran from her forehead and down into her eyes. She loved the way the sweat covered her body. It was a sensual experience feeling it trickle between her lavish tits. Sweat would bead on the conical slopes of her jugs and then pour down into the tight valley between. As it ran across her belly, some of the sweat actually accumulated in her belly button. This tickled and stimulated her.
But it was the wet warmth seeping from her pussy that she loved the most. Her cunt juices were frothing all over her bush now. It seemed as if she were a pressure cooker inside and some of the juices were boiling out.
She dropped down and took another inch of the man's superheated prick into her pussy. She cried out piteously at the feel of his huge cock entering her tight cunt. The walls of her twat spread to take the thick cock. She twisted and turned from side to side, making certain the man's cock was firmly inside her belly.
Another inch. More pleasure surging into her bowels. She dropped another inch and another. Then the feelings assaulting her cunt couldn't be denied. She dropped the rest of the way, her buttocks firmly pressing into the curve of the man's crotch.
They poised that way for a long moment, like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle fit together. Suzanne held her breath. She could almost feel the intense sexual energies emanating from the room. They were both turned on. She was almost at the breaking point herself and she was just watching them fuck.
Her finger drifted down and pressed against the front of her primly starched uniform. She hated herself for being sexually turned on by this sordid sight. But she was. She began stroking back and forth until she couldn't stand it any longer.
Her legs went weak and rubbery. She drove her finger as hard as she could into her cunt. The blast of orgasm was the strongest she had ever felt. And still it was nothing compared to the one wracking Jill's suspended body.
The nurse rocked back and forth and bounced up and down as fast as she could. She drove the patient's prick as far into her cunt as she could and that was really deep in this position. The warmth of the fucking had turned into a blast furnace of heat. The friction of cock against cunt filled her with desire. She erupted into a frenzy. Her body seemed to take charge. She could no longer control her own emotions. She fucked herself as hard and fast as she could.
And the man enjoyed every, second of his therapy. He rose up to drive his cock with even more force into her cunt. The two bodies slapped together wetly. There was no doubt from the sounds being made in the room what they were doing.
"Faster, dammit, faster!" the man demanded. "I'm going to come any second and I want all the fucking I can get before then. Ummmmm, oh, shiiiit!"
She came. His words had triggered still another orgasm in her loins. She felt the ripples of climax surge down her cunt. Her pussy walls collapsed around the man's cock, imprisoning it. She lifted and still tried to hold him inside her twat with her strong cuntal muscles.
He groaned louder. She twisted and gave his prick one hell of a fine fucking. Only her own bodily secretions betrayed her. Her cunt oils were too slippery for her to hang onto his cock for long. His prick slipped from her pussy.
And then she was dropping back over his cock again, to repeat the entire procedure. When the man cried out a second time, it was all over. His prick erupted. His come spattered into her cunt. Jill kept fucking herself as long as the man's prick was stiff.
As his cock fell from her twat, flaccid and spent, she continued to hang for a moment. The come dribbled from her hole and onto the man's prick. Jill looked down at the puddle of jizz and her own fuck juices and swung back to the floor. She dropped down beside his bed and gave the man a cat bath. Her tongue never rested until she had licked up each and every drop of jism and her own love juices.
Pale, but smiling, the man said, "That may raise my blood pressure, but it's a hell of a nice therapy. Same time tomorrow?" he asked, eager.
"I don't see why not," said Jill, again the prim end proper nurse on duty. She carefully buttoned up her blouse and settled her skirt, smoothing out the wrinkles. As she did so, she cast a look toward the door and saw a frightened Suzanne quickly vanish.
In that single glimpse, Jill knew what the girl had been doing. She smiled a little bit and quickly left Mr. Woodward to track down the teenaged nurse's aide. She had to have words with her.