I got to the hospital just as my shift was starting. I felt absolutely devilish, wearing a garter belt and white hose with panties over the belt. If I needed to take off my panties – as I hoped I would – I wouldn't have to fight with the rest of my clothing. Also, with my new bra having the hook between the cups, I could simply unbutton the front of my uniform, unfasten my bra, and give my lover the twin moons without any problem. God, I was horny as a nymphomaniac!
I did my initial rounds quickly, spending enough time with each patient to determine whether or not I wanted to get fucked before moving on. When none of the patients really interested me, I went straight to my shift supervisor.
"I'm not feeling very well," I told the head nurse, a portly old lady with a heart of gold.
"That's okay, Amber, you can go home. It's not very busy today."
"No, I don't need to go home. I just want to lie down for an hour, or so. Will you see that no one disturbs me? I'm going to stay in room 343. It's vacant now."
"Sure I will," she said, smiling kindly. "If there's anything I can get for you, just let me know."
"I will," I replied, then quickly kissed her on the cheek. "I owe you a favor."
Just as I was about to step in 343 I saw a young orderly out of the corner of my eye. Immediately my cunthairs began to tingle, telling me silently what I craved for.
"Excuse me," I said, motioning with my finger for the orderly to come closer. He was about my age with wire-framed glasses, a hawkish nose, darting eyes and an intelligent air about him. I guessed him to be a college student, working afternoons to pay for his tuition.
"Something I can help you with?" he asked in a bored tone.
"Will you please go find Dr. Dean and ask him to come to this room? I'm not feeling well."
"Which one? The Chief Surgeon?" His eyes took mine in, then danced over my cleavage quickly. He tried to act bored but behind those intelligent eyes I could see he wanted to feast on my body.
"No, his son. Can you get him for me?" The orderly agreed to do me the favor and walked away. I went into the single room and stretched out on the clean, starched sheet. Face down, I closed my eyes and imagined Bruce's lean, agile body thrashing over mine as his long, hard dick plowed into my twat. Just thinking about it made my pussy moist. My mouth salivated as I thought about sucking on Bruce's cock.
There was a soft knock on the door and I beckoned for whoever it was to come in, fighting down a smile. My cunt was just moments away from getting what it needed!
"Ma'am, Dr. Dean is busy at the moment," the orderly said, shattering my dreams. "He said to tell you he'll be here in a half hour, maybe a bit more. Is there anything I can do for you?"
I cursed under my breath. My nipples were hard, little nubs, pressed flat under my weight. Would this freaky intellectual orderly be able to make my wait for Bruce be less painful?
"Ah, well maybe. I've got kind of a sore back. Do you think you could give me a rub down?"
"Nothing to it," he said, standing beside the bed. His hands began squeezing the muscles on each side of my neck, then moved down to my shoulders. As my muscles were relaxing, a warm glow became noticeable in my snatch.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" I whispered. "That's really good. You've got really good hands." Opening my eyes, I got a pleasant surprise when I noticed that the bed was at crotch-level for my orderly.
His hands kneaded my muscles slowly, expertly, until he reached the small of my back. He started working his strong fingers up again and I whined softly.
"No, lower still," I whispered.
The orderly bent down, his face just inches from mine. I could smell his cologne and it drove me crazy with lust.
"Pardon me?" he said.
"I said you've got to keep going lower. Right down to my feet. I don't want you to miss a muscle."
He grabbed my tight asscheeks, one in each hand, and squeezed them while pressing me down harder on the bed. My cunt was really going insane now, seething with cunt-juice, preparing for my delicious fucking by Bruce. I purred like a kitten as the orderly squeezed my ass, then moved down to my thighs. I wanted him desperately to get forceful, commanding. I wanted him to shove his hands under my uniform and tear my panties off.
When the orderly got to my calves, I rolled onto my back and threw an arm over my eyes, not wanting him to see my eyes, which would surely give my plan away.
"Can you do the front, too?"
"No trouble," he said, his voice sounding a little strained.
He moved up to my thighs, but when he got to the hem of my uniform he didn't slide his hands under it, as I had hoped. I had to consciously keep from squirming around on the bed as he squeezed my thighs. Damn it, was this orderly going to be as meek as my husband?
The hands crept up my body, working momentarily on my stomach before inching higher. I assumed that the orderly would skip my tits and move up to my shoulders. How wrong I was! Taking my big tits, he squeezed them gently. His hands toyed with my pliable moons, the palms sliding over my nipples.
"I guess I'm a little tight myself," the orderly said, taking one hand off my boobs. "Right about here."
I heard him unzip his pants and I looked at his crotch. There was a massive tent below his belt as his turgid dong hardened beneath his pants. He fought with his clothing for a moment before his hard cock finally sprung free, pointing toward my face. The orderly gave my tit one last squeeze, then he hooked his hand around my head and pulled me to the edge of the bed, close enough to catch a whiff of his throbbing cock.
I took his prick by the base, testing its hardness with my fingers. His cock was like iron. There wasn't a bit of softness in it.
He placed his hands on my tits again, compressing them against my body. I licked my lips, wetting them for the orderly's benefit so he could see how much I wanted his cock. Taking a step closer to the bed, he put the hot tool firmly between my puckered lips. I scrubbed the big crown, licking the ridge that separates the knob from the shaft.
"Keee-rist! I haven't cum in weeks," the orderly hissed, unbuttoning my uniform. "I've got to put those God damn books down more often."
"Then give it to me," I said, smacking my lips on the drooling tip. "Shoot your cum in my mouth. I want to drink it."
He threw his hips at me again, burying his cock deep in my mouth. Releasing his shaft from my grip, the orderly wedged the rest of his throbbing prick in my mouth until the head was firmly embedded in my throat. I chewed on the base of his cock, thrusting my tongue along the side and out of my mouth to caress a little of his crinkled nutsac.
The orderly pulled my uniform open and unhooked my bra easily, just as I had planned. He tugged on my tender nipples. I felt his cock gave an extra quiver when he touched my naked boobs and I felt good about being able to give a bookworm so much pleasure.
As he withdrew his cock from my throat, I saw a faint red ring around the base of his tool. At first I thought my lips had been too demanding on his prick, then I realized it was just my lipstick. The sight of his fleshy organ sticking out the fly of his pants, aiming straight at me with the crown just parting my lips, turned me on even more. I moaned softly, watching his cock move toward me, feeling it rub over my lips, then jam down my throat. Finally, with all of it buried in the wet warmth of my mouth, I realized that I needed cocksucking just as much as I needed fucking. I craved cum in my mouth just as much as I craved having my clit tantalized until I thrashed around in orgasm.
"I'm sorry," the orderly said softly. "I'm not going to be able to hold off much longer." When he pulled back so just the drooling knob was in my mouth, I frisked my tongue over the tip, trying to fuck it into the little slit.
"Don't worry," I said, taking his cock in my hand and rubbing the slick head over my cheek as I spoke. "This doesn't have to be a marathon cocksucking session. Just give your jism to me and I'll be happy. We can get the job done right at another time." I kissed the head again, feeling the orderly stiffen even more. "Come on, give, it to me!"
It was as if I had pulled a switch and suddenly turned on a jerking, quivering machine. The orderly threw his hips back and forth, slamming his legs against the side of the bed as his hard cock pierced the red ring of my lips. I slurped on the cock, wetting it as much as possible with my saliva while squeezing tightly with my full lips.
The orderly grunted as his cockhead slammed at the back of my mouth. He squeezed my tits, pinching the nipples between his thumb and finger. His breathing came in gulps as he tried unsuccessfully to hold his spunk back just a little longer.
"Take it! Don't stop sucking, you cunt!" he hissed, his tool pistoning in my mouth.
"Mmmmm!" I moaned as his cum squirted in my mouth. My tongue worked overtime, stabbing at the cockhead that rubbed over it in short, determined, strokes.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" the orderly grunted as each blast of jism exploded out his lurching balls, through his cock and into my mouth.
I slurped on the cock as it slammed between my lips frantically. His cream, thick and rich, filled my mouth almost to overflowing. Finally, when his balls quit pumping out his jism, I released my grip on his cock and swallowed his cum. While I did this, a drop of cream oozed out the tip and I licked that off, then sucked his slimy cock clean.
"You'd better get out of here before Dr. Dean comes in," I said, looking up at the orderly. "We wouldn't want to get caught in this… er… position."
"Yeah, right," be stammered, gently tucking his prick back in his pants and zipping up.
I hooked my bra together and buttoned my uniform again. The strong aftertaste of cum in my mouth delighted me, a reminder of the cocksucking I had so enjoyed. Barely had I gotten comfortable again, dressed properly and a fresh coat of lipstick applied, when Bruce entered the room.
"Amber, what's wrong? They told me you were sick," he said, taking my hand in his. "Where does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, actually," I replied, giving his hands a little squeeze. "It's more like an itch. An itch that only your cock can get rid of."
Bruce flattened himself over me, his weight pressing my tits flat. His mouth crushed down on mine, our tongues feverishly tasting each other's juices. I clawed at his back, running my fingernails from his ass to his shoulders.
Bruce moved slightly and I opened my legs so he could get between them. I lifted my knees, trapping him between my legs as his crotch rubbed against mine. His hands were all over me, between our bodies to squeeze my compressed titties, down my side to fondle my thigh. While his hands roamed over my body, his hungry mouth never left mine.
A surgeon's hands are his tools, and Bruce certainly knew how to use his. He slipped over to one side and unbuttoned my uniform in a flash. Next the bra was undone, baring my big tits to his warm, practiced fingers. Bruce tugged on my nipples for a moment, then bent down and took one between his lips. The sudden warm, wet sensation on my nipples caused my whole body to quiver in anticipation.
"I'm so hot for you, Bruce. Give it to me! Damn it, lover, I need to feel you in me!"
Bruce peeled my bikini panties down my nylon clad legs, then pulled frantically at his zipper. When his long, thick cock sprung out from his pants, I pulled at his belt, wanting to feel his warm crotch against mine rather than just his zipper. There was some more fumbling around, but finally his pants were down to his knees. My uniform was bunched around my stomach, my dewy blonde pussy bared for his gaze. Bruce leaned back on his thighs to eye my snatch and I sat up, shoulders near my knees, and grabbed the straining prick. I took his cock deeply in my mouth, tasting the cream that trickled out as I got it wet. Finally, when his prick was suitably moistened, I fell back on the bed and kicked my heels up on Bruce's shoulders.
"Here it comes, baby," Bruce hissed, leaning over me. I reached down and aimed his hard prick at my juicy cunt and he inserted it full-length on the first stroke. My cuntlips pushed inward, molding around the blood-engorged cock as it stabbed deep in my fuck hole.
"Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Do it to me you bastard!" I hissed, throwing my head from side to side.
Bruce held himself up with his hands as his rocking torso drove his rigid cock deep in me. His hot cock throbbed in the warmth of my pussy each time he ground his crotch against mine. I tweaked the distended nipple, pulling them, before taking a handful of the firm, jiggling flesh in my hands to squeeze.
My ass was tilted upward, meeting Bruce's charging thrusts. In and out his prick worked, tirelessly driving me into a heavenly sense of happiness. I reached up and took Bruce's face in my hands, caressing his cheeks.
"You're so good," I purred. "You'll fuck me straight into heaven!"
"W-warm," Bruce hissed through clenched teeth. "Your cunt is so wet and warm. Hot. Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Bruce's large nuts flopped crazily against my tight ass each time he plunged into my sloppy pussy. I worked my bottom a little to one side, increasing the friction against my burning clit. Apparently realizing what I wanted, Bruce picked my ankle off one shoulder and put it with my other ankle, causing my pussy to clamp down harder on his cock. My knees mashed my tits as his invading prick slammed home with determination.
"I'm almost there," he said, thrashing over me. "Arrrrrggggghhhhh!" I groaned, feeling my stomach begin a series of convulsions.
Bruce picked my leg up again and pulled it over his head, then pushed my legs down to his waist. I hooked my ankles together around him as his heaving chest mashed down on my wiggling tits. I clawed at Bruce's back as his balls flooded my cunt with spunk. Feeling his cum spurting inside my pussy set me off, too. I squirmed beneath him, arching my back up to bury his prick even deeper in my snatch.
We thrashed on the bed, straining to get as much satisfaction from each ether's body as possible. Our lips mashed together, the kiss never stopping until the tempest had subsided.
"My sweet lover," I said, finally breaking the kiss. "You were fantastic, lover. Just fantastic."
"You don't know how long I've wanted to fuck you," Bruce said, kissing me on the eyes and forehead. "Jesus, since our meeting in the laundry room I couldn't get you out of my mind."
Bruce gently worked his cock in and out of my sloppy twat a couple more times, then pulled it out and rolled off me. His shrinking cock was coated with his jism and my oil.
"Please," I said, touching his face. "Let me clean it with my mouth I want to taste our juices."
Bruce got off the bed and moved in front of me, the same way the orderly had done earlier. I took the cock in my hand and guided it to my moist lips. The mixture of cum and cuntjuice was exciting, but I was so completely fucked that I couldn't even imagine asking Bruce if he was ready for round number two.
Once the prick was clean, except for the slight coat of saliva on it, Bruce pulled his pants up and left me alone in the room. I stayed there for another fifteen minutes, basking in the warm afterglow of my orgasm.
For the rest of the day I behaved myself just as Jeff would want me to. I talked with the patients and made them laugh whenever possible. I didn't have the slightest urge to fuck any of them, though one or two of the male patients did register in my memory for a later date.
When I got home I prepared a delicious meal for Jeff, then we went to bed together and I slept soundly in his arms. Not once did I try to seduce him and, naturally, he didn't try anything with me. We had come to an unspoken truth – at least I had come to a truth about myself. I would live with Jeff as his wife and make love to him whenever he sought the comfort of my body. I would deny him nothing and force nothing. I would also deny myself nothing and get the good fucking and sucking I needed from other sources.
And so it was.