Nancy felt a little uneasy about getting back into her uniform. The crinkly starched material rubbed seductively against her ass. The woman's panties had been entirely destroyed when the man had ripped them off. The painful reminder of the red welt around her waist testified how powerful had been her undressing.
She self-consciously smoothed the skirt over the flare of her, behind. She tried to tell herself that only she knew she wasn't wearing any panties. Her garter belt seemed to be woven from flames. It burned into her flesh telling her all over again that this was it she had on no other covering for her hungry little snatch.
"Miss Martin?" called Dan. "Tend to the patient in the therapy room. He is supposed to be getting twenty minutes on the vibrating table for a back problem. Seems he's a little frightened we might turn it on and leave him there."
"You want me to hold his hand?"
"Something like that. Just reassure him he's not being abandoned. Damned weird the way these people think we're out to maim them." Dan sighed and called the next patient, a dried up prune of a woman.
Nancy was glad she didn't have to deal with her. A man was far better. Or was it? She knew that she'd just begun to really get off on the fucking when the man had come. She felt cheated.
There was no real reason she should. She'd gotten off a couple times. And the mere fact of being tied up as she had been sent kinky thrills through her lush body.
But another man offered her the promise of more cock. So what if he had a back problem? She'd make sure he had more than that. Lots more.
If he was willing, that is. If he wasn't willing to fuck her, she'd have to see what could be done about making him horny. Like she was.
The nurse went into the therapy room and closed the door. On a hard padded bench was a man stretched out. A band passed under his chin and his ankles were securely fastened. A gentle motion stretched his spine by pulling on the band under his chin. All the while the lengthening process was working, the table gently shook.
"Well, how are you today?" She could barely keep the quiver of lust from her voice. Just seeing the man tied down the way he was, helpless, made her all weak and watery inside. She felt as if her knees had turned to rubber.
She wished it was her tied down on that table!
"I feel like a ham all wrapped up and waiting to be cooked. This damn bench is shaking my guts loose. And the, um, the pulling on my spine is about to kill me."
"It won't kill you," she assured him. "Let me see how your muscles are responding."
Her strong, agile fingers stroked over the man's body. He had on one of the silly dressing gowns that always flopped open in the back. It came only to mid-thigh on him. And the bulge under the gown was enticing to the horny nurse.
"Everything feels just fine," she cooed.
"Yeah," he said uncomfortably. As her fingers began working up his leg toward his crotch, he asked, "Do you have to check there?"
"Certainly," she said in her most prim manner. "I don't want you injured anywhere."
He gulped as her fingers closed on his prick. It jerked once and was erect. This was the damnedest therapy he'd ever received. And the best!
"My, you've got a large lump. Let me check it out more closely." She lifted the man's examination gown and saw his balls. They were nestled in the middle of his curly bush. The long, red rod of his prick was pointing directly at the ceiling. His lust was unmistakable.
"My, my, this is extraordinary!" she exclaimed. Her fingers curled around his prick and began working up and down. The skin wrinkled and flowed like satin as she began beating him off.
"D-do you h-have to do that?"
"Would you like something else?" She leaned over enough so that her skirt hiked up to expose her naked ass.
"Damn straight! I'd love to." His voice trailed off. But she knew what he wanted. It was the same thing she was so desperate for.
A good fucking.
For the first time, she was glad she didn't have on any panties. She was stripped and ready for immediate action. While she wouldn't get her wish and be tied up, having the man pinned under her, unable to escape, was almost as good.
She straddled his waist, feeling her snatch pull taut. She had to keep her legs on each side of the table. It was almost painful but she would endure anything to get that plum-tipped prick shoved all the way up her cunt.
She gasped when she lowered her body onto his cock. The blunt end poked once against her excited pussy lips, then the entire cock slipped smoothly all the way up into her cunt. There was a liquid squishing noise as his cock pushed out a flood of her cunt juices, then a heavenly bliss spread throughout hex entire body.
Cock quivered lightly inside her again. And in the position she was forced to assume, her cunt was tightened as far as was humanly possible.
The man grunted, "I never felt a cunt so fuckin' small, never! But I can't move my hips! How the hell am I going to really fuck you if I can't move my hips?"
His voice was strained from the chin-strap. And his feet were securely fastened at the other end of the table. All he could do was lie there and go along for the ride.
Nancy gasped a little when she felt his prick shivering deep inside her. It was dancing not only from lust but from, the vibrations from the table. The subtle motions were making his prick feel just like a vibrator in her cunt.
The thought of a real cock-vibrator made her smile. This was just the thing. But the vibrations were too little to count for much. She reached out and switched the machine to high.
The immediate change in her cunt was a joy. His cock began shivering as if he'd left it out in the snow.
"God, I can't take much of this! You're too damn hot and tight. And it feels like I'm being bounced all to hell!"
She sighed and began lifting her hips upward. She didn't want the cock to leave her cunt but she also wanted the best, fucking possible. There was no way she could get both. She would just have to hurry.
Hips poised directly above the man's now slippery cock, she twisted back and forth a couple times. It felt as if he was driving a red hot spike into her delicate cunt lips. Her cunt lips lewdly kissed the tip of his prick, then reached out to suck in more of his cock.
She simply relaxed and let gravity do all the work. Her body hurtled down around the impaling spike of his prick. One instant her cunt was hungry and empty. The next, it was filled with hot, hard cock.
"I never felt so helpless before," the man said. "But you're doing a fine job. God, I'm burning up inside. You're making my balls feel like they were filled with gasoline and then lit."
She was feeling the same way in her belly. The liquid warmth from the friction of his cock against her pussy walls was spreading like melted butter. It flowed and caressed her entire crotch. When her clit snapped erect, she knew it was demanding attention.
Reaching down, she began fingering herself. The diddling made the fucking into something vastly more exciting. The cock moving slowly up and down in her cunt was nice. It set her pulse racing, her tits heaving with the thrill of a hard prick buried so deep in her.
But it was the trigger of her clit that was the real thrill for her. The nurse couldn't keep her finger off that tiny nubbin where so many of her nerve endings were. She stroked around the base of her clitoris, made sure it was drenched with her cunt juices, then caressed the sides of the slippery little button.
The lightning bolts smashing into her body were a combination of prick and cunt working on her. She bit her lower lip to keep from screaming out her pleasure. This was the hardest part about fucking patients. She didn't dare let anyone overhear what was going on.
She had, once, and it got her into worlds of trouble.
But all that was far distant from the pleasures of the flesh she was enjoying with this man. His cock was so stiff it made her shudder every time it rammed into her soft cunt. The gentle folds of her pussy were spread as he fucked far up into her belly. She ground her bush against his and was rewarded with a tiny moan.
She was turning the man on as much as she already was. She just hoped his control was good. She didn't want him to spend his jism too soon. She was greedy and wanted a long, hard fucking.
"How are you doing?" she asked in a sex-husky voice. Her, eyes were slightly glazed with tile lust she felt hammering away inside her.
He looked up at her. The way her tits poked against her stark, white uniform, made him lick his lips. He wanted to pop those lovely boobs into his mouth and suck. They too far away. He couldn't get his mouth up there because of the damned chin-strap holding his head down.
Even lightly touching her jugs did no good. She had on a bra. Her tits might be seductively bouncing around but he was at a loss. He couldn't get as much thrill out of them as he wanted.
Still, he couldn't complain. His cock was being repeatedly jammed into the God damnedest tightest cunt he'd ever fucked. He knew it was the way her legs were so painfully wide-spread. He could see the skin pulled taut all across her belly.
Even her clit was standing out in bold relief. Its tiny sheath of protective skin was pulled away from it.
The most exciting sight he had was of his cock vanishing between the obscenely split lips of her cunt hole. The pink, scalloped pussy lips spread apart as if to kiss his prick. Then his cock was devoured whole.
The fuming hot cunt threatened to burn him off. But he didn't care. This was the best fuck he'd ever had, bar none!
"D-doin' just fine! The table shaking like that gives me a jittery feel. My cock against your pussy is unreal. Never felt anything like that before. Now I know how a plastic vibrator feels."
"Like it?"
"Shit, what a question. I love it!"
The nurse was busy fucking herself faster and faster on the man's up thrusting prick. Her need was growing by leaps and bounds. The demon of lust unleashed in her guts was spreading throughout her body. She had to stop it. She had to fuck until it went away.
Her hands pressed firmly down on the man's belly. She felt the muscles flow and pulse tinder her fingers. The thick slab was heaving like the deck of a ship at sea. She tried to get the same rhythm into her fucking. She failed.
Her hips refused to let her move that slowly. She had to fuck that cock into her cunt deeper, harder, faster every time. Tossing her head from side to side sent cascades of her lustrous brown hair flying. She couldn't control herself any longer.
Her hips moved like pistons. She took his cock deeper, ever deeper into her seething cunt. Then she exploded. Her come was so intense it took her a couple minutes to even partially recover from it. The entire world had begun spinning. The center of her universe was the prick inside her convulsing twat.
"Y-you damned near flattened me. I never felt a pussy clamp down that hard before. You made of steel or something?"
The sweat on the man's forehead was beginning to puddle and run. He tried swiping it off. It came back too fast. His entire bowels were on fire. The vibrating worked its magic on his prick, on his body. His balls were jiggling around until he was acutely uncomfortable.
If it wasn't hard enough to keep from coming while the woman fucked herself so avidly on his cock, it was damn near impossible to keep his control with the vibrations creeping into his balls. The hairy sac containing his nuts was jiggled and jostled around. The lead-heavy load of jism locked inside was coming to a boil. He felt like a pressure cooker with only one safety valve. It wouldn't be but a matter of seconds before he spewed out his fiery hot cum from the end of his fuck stick.
"Faster," he gasped out. "Fuck faster. I can't hang in there much longer!"
Her hips obeyed. She could only distantly hear the man's pleas. The blood sounded like the surf in her ears. Her breath was gusting in and out with painful intensity. Sandpaper coated her throat.
And the quivering hot cock was fucking her.
She let the vibrations soothe her and the deep thrusting cock stimulate her. She was getting the best of both worlds. Relaxing, stimulating, she was able to work her cunt all over the prick.
The tensions were building up inside her again. Rather than trying to deny herself the pleasure of another orgasm, she simply abandoned herself to the oceanic waves of orgasm.
While her body was shaking through the ultimate human pleasure, she felt her cunt filling with steamy hot jism. The strong convulsions of her cunt walls around the man's hidden prick had robbed him of his come. He was fountaining out gout after seething gout of his jism.
Somehow, the idea that he was pumping all that jizz into her cunt set off a final climax in the nurse.
She bit her tongue so tardy it began to bleed. But she hardly noticed. The pleasure sweeping strongly throughout her body erased such minor things entirely.
Panting, sweaty, she looked down at the man and said, "I never felt anything like it before. The way your prick was turned into both a fuck stick and a vibrator really got me off fast."
"You're tellin' me?" he said. "I'm going to come back here for this therapy every damn week. I used to hate to see the doctor, but no more!"
Nancy turned off the vibrating machine and stretched her cramped legs. Her cunt was stiff and sore from the phenomenal fucking she'd just given herself. But no matter how sore she was, it had been worth it.
By the time Dan poked his head into the room, everything was orderly and on the up and up.
"It wasn't so bad was it, the table, I mean?"
"Hell, Doc, I'll take treatment like this whenever you offer!"
Dan looked at Nancy, then back at the patient. Shaking his head, guessing what had happened, he left.
Nancy simply sighed and rubbed her crotch.