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Originally Posted by
blohsg
hmmm … Shirley has exclusive feelings 2 ?
What happened next ?
BTW what’s your status now ? Everything on the mend ?
well, let’s just say me and shirley are not exclusive yet…
i’m on MC till this friday, but i dread going back to work, first the injury and now the accident, i guess my career is screwed…
but other than that, at least i’m able to walk unassisted now…
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Originally Posted by
blohsg
Has Shirley been with someone else ?
hmmm … guess it’s desk bound for you at the moment. Not much you can do now except plan ahead while you’re healing then.
Bro, i was assigned to do admin work after the injury, you have no idea how
fucking irritating it is to have a NSF CPL order you around…
and with regard to Shirley, I doubt she’s seeing anyone else. but i can’t be sure either.
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Originally Posted by
wthlolol
Sorry to hear that you were involved in an accident, bro. Cheer up. The silver lining is coming
thanks bro, but i seriously cant see a silver lining…
my promotion has already been held back and now i’m facing a permanent downgrade, further delay of promotion, and the very real possibility of a desk job for a very long time…
Shirley had bought me a Zinger meal from KFC and I devoured it like a
starving vagrant. No doubt the class A food was quite good, but nothing
could beat the satisfaction of an unhealthy meal going down your throat.
We chatted until visiting hours were over as she normally did.
Shirley told me that she was getting bored at her job and wanted to try
something else, and she already had found a couple of jobs that would be
suitable. She even had a few interviews lined up. She also suggested renting
out a room in the flat, and asked me to consider moving into the master
bedroom with her.
I declined though, as I did not really want to feel like a married couple
just yet. She looked a little disappointed. I really wondered why.
If we really got married, or maybe even engaged, could I give up everything
for her?
There was still Jenny, who I still see just for the sex. Shirley does not
know, or at least I hope she does not know. And even if she does, perhaps
she does not mind.
I wondered why she wanted another job. Was it because she wanted/needed more
money? It should not be the case as her father still gave her a very healthy
allowance. Or maybe something did happen? I wondered if I should ask her
about it. Maybe it was time I moved out. And stop leeching on her.
My career would definitely be on the line, firstly due to the injury during
training, which until now I have no idea if I will be compensated for it.
Then came the car accident. I wondered if I had developed a car phobia now.
In any case, I decided not to spoil whatever good things I had going for me
now by asking too many questions. Maybe I was being selfish, but I needed to
secure my future.
Shirley kissed me goodbye and turned to leave.
Me: Wait.
S: Yes?
I struggled to sit up and pulled her towards me for a hug.
Me: I think I’m falling in love with you.
She hugged me back.
S: You mean it’s been so long and still you only ’think'?
Me: Hmm. I really don’t know.
S: Well, even if you do propose to me now. I’m not ready for marriage.
Me: Oh?
S: I mean I like you and all that, but I’m still young. What if we realise
later on that it’s all a big mistake?
Me: Oh.
S: So don’t worry about it. We still can have sex…
Me: Hmm. How did you know I was thinking about that?
S: Haha! I always knew you were a horny idiot…
Me: Erm.
S: I also know about your extra curricular activities…
Me: Huh?
S: Your fuck-buddy… You think I never knew?
Me: Well…
S: You don’t have to hide anything from me you know? Ours is an open
relationship. If it even is a relationship.
Me: I don’t know what to say.
S: Don’t say anything. I’ve got to go now. Need to prepare my resumé.
Me: Well, bye then.
S: Sleep early ok? Night.
Me: Night.
Shirley took her stuff and left. She stopped at the door to adjust her hair,
but I believe she was actually wiping off a tear.
What had I done?
She turned to wave goodbye and I returned the wave.
And then she left.
Anyway, to deviate from Shirley for awhile, that night, just as I was about
to fall asleep, I received a Whatsapp message from an unknown number.
U: Hi, sleeping yet?
Me: You are?
U: Someone who has your number.
Damn. I was not in the mood for games. I took a wild guess.
Me: Tina?
T: You’re no fun. But it wasn’t hard to guess anyway.
Me: It’s late, why aren’t you asleep?
T: I’m bored.
Me: It’s almost midnight. Don’t you have work tomorrow?
T: I’m on night shift tomorrow.
Me: I see.
T: Were you really pissed that I left you alone?
Me: Not really. I understand that sometimes nurses have something more
important to do.
T: Uh huh?
Me: And you probably had good reason to do so.
T: Were you wanking?
Me: What?
T: When I was gone…
Me: Why do you want to know?
T: Curious I guess.
Me: Why should I tell you?
T: Come on, you’re a guy. I know how it is.
Me: You familiar with the term blue balls?
T: Oh? I did that to you?
Me: A little. I guess.
T: So you want more?
Me: Er.
T: Answer the question. I’m pretty open minded.
Me: Do you do this with all your patients?
T: Of course not! Only the more pleasant looking ones…
Me: So I’m pleasant looking?
T: Well, I haven’t had a young male patient for a long time. And one with
such a hard cock before.
Me: Erm.
T: I touched it. I know. Your girlfriend must be a very happy girl.
Me: Girlfriend? Don’t have one…
T: Really? Who’s that chick in office wear who comes everyday?
Me: My housemate.
T: Really? She doesn’t look like one.
Me: Yeah she is.
T: But you two fuck right? I can tell. She’s hot.
Me: Hot doesn’t equate to fucking.
T: Do you think I’m hot?
Me: Erm?
T: Yes or no?
Me: Er. You’re young. Nice breasts.
T: Haha. I knew it. You were looking at my chest.
Me: Who wouldn’t? Your uniform is so damn tight.
T: Job hazard…
Me: Nice to look at, nice to hold, once broken, considered sold?
T: You want to hold them? That’s like molest you know?
Me: I know.
T: Ever had a handjob from a nurse before?
Me: What?
T: You know, I use my hands to play with your cock…
Me: I know what a handjob is la…
T: So you never right?
Me: Are you offering one?
T: Time and space. I could give you a titfuck too…
Me: What?
T: Haha..
Me: Stop teasing me!
T: Oh? You’re getting hard?
Me: Actually, yes.
T: Wow. Over sexting. You’re weak.
Me: And you’re such a cock tease.
T: Haha… I’m on the night shift tomorrow…
Me: Stop it.. You’re killing me…
T: I bet your semen is thick and creamy…
Me: Er, hello? A little professionalism please.
T: Hey. I’m extremely professional ok? Work is work, now is my personal
time.
Me: You’re flirting dangerously…
T: It’s fun.
Me: No boyfriend to entertain you?
T: Nope. I don’t believe in relationships. Not yet anyway. Now’s the time
for fun.
Me: I see. Your poor patients…
T: Haha. Not all of them get the same treatment.
Me: If someone catches us, you’ll be so dead.
T: No one is gonna catch us. Tell you a secret.
Me: What?
T: I slept with one of the interns during night shift before.
Me: What?
T: It was a quicky in the toilet.
Me: Oh my god.
T: Pity though, he came first. I had to use my fingers.
Me: …
T: And he squeezed my boobs a little too hard…
Me: TMI!
T: Too much info?
Me: Yeah.
T: I’m making you horny…
Me: Whatever for?
T: Fun.
Me: Why?
T: Cos you made me horny too….
Me: What? When?
Tina did not reply any further so I left it at that. Ten minutes later, I
received another Whatsapp message from her.
It was a picture.
Of me wanking in the toilet.
Nice one, she actually did not leave but was secretly taking pictures of me
at my weakest moment.
I replied.
Me: What the fuck?
Me: Tina!!!
Me: That’s an invasion of privacy!
Me: Dammit! Reply!
All that to no avail.
Her reply came ten minutes later.
T: Just to let you know I masturbated to the video of you wanking.
Video? What the fuck?
T: Good night. I can sleep well now. Cya tomorrow night!
Man oh man, was I in for a good time or what?
The next day passed rather uneventfully, with the same itenary of breakfast,
medication, shower, lunch, medication, sleep, dinner, medication, second
dinner from Shirley etc..
In fact, I slept quite a bit, probably in anticipation of what could happen
at night.
Night came and I actually fell asleep pretty early, more or less resigned to
the fact that nothing was going to happen. Tina had not showed up at all
since the night shift started. I was starting to wonder if she had taken a
video as she claimed.
Around 3am, I awoke abruptly to the sound of a commode being wheeled to my
bedside.
My heart jumped. Tina was there!
T: You needed to use the toilet?
Me: Can’t I do it on the bed?
T: Hmm, let’s see. No.
Me: Ok.
Tina helped me out of bed and onto the commode. She wheeled me into the
toilet and shut the door, locking it behind her.
Me: You sure it’s safe?
T: Look. It’s 3 in the morning, you need help going to the toilet, the other
nurses are doing their own thing.
Me: So all I’m getting is a handjob?
T: What more do you want?
Me: Hmm, a blowjob would be nice. Maybe some pussy…
T: Haha. You gotta be kidding. In your condition? Nah. Anyway, I don’t give
blowjobs to just anyone.
Me: Damn. I thought I was special.
T: Really…
Me: Apparently not special enough.
T: Do you want a handjob or not?
Me: You really aren’t gonna give me a blowjob?
T: Maybe next time.
Me: Right.
Tina locked the wheels of the commode and removed my pants. I made the smart
choice of not wearing any underwear.
She passed me her iPhone.
T: Record it.
Me: Seriously?
T: Do I look like I’m kidding?
Me: Ok.
I sneaked a peek at her videos folder, and there it was. She had indeed
taken a video of me masturbating. I contemplated deleting it.
T: Don’t you dare. Or I’ll slip a catheter into you. Without lube.
Me: What?
T: Just kidding.
Me: Er, could you take off your uniform?
T: Why?
Me: So I can see your gorgeous body?
T: My my, you’re a demanding one…
Me: Well?
T: Nope. Not tonight.
Me: You’re not afraid I’ll shoot on you?
T: You’re not the one in control here…
She grabbed my flaccid cock and balls with one hand and squeezed lightly. I
flinched slightly.
She knelt down in front of me and began caressing my cock and balls, slowly
waking it up. I hit the “record” button.
T: Don’t show my face or name tag ok?
Me: Why?
T: Cos I might wanna upload it?
Me: What the fuck?
T: Why not?
Me: Er…
T: Ok fine, I won’t upload it then…
My cock was at full hardness as she traced her fingertips up and down the
shaft and balls.
She brought her mouth close to the head, and I almost burst in anticipation,
thinking I was going to get some head. Instead, she dribbled what seemed
like a mouthful of saliva onto my dickhead and immediately encircled my cock
with her hand.
She wanked me in quick, firm strokes, increasing the pressure as she neared
the head, and relenting slightly lower, while tickling my balls with her
other hand.
I tried snaking out my hand to grab her boob but she brushed me away and
gave me a death stare.
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NikonCamera
Wah! Didn’t know this nurse give extra service… “Nurse of the Month”!
Nursing Student. Not Nurse. Haha. I think her hospital attachment is over…
Undeterred, I reached out again to grab Tina’s boobs. She responded by
squashing my balls.
Me: Ouch!
T: Serves you right.
Me: Can’t I even get a feel?
T: Why?
She continued wanking me as she looked at me seductively.
Me: Cos I want too?
T: No.
Me: Come on. You won’t even give me a blowjob! At least let me feel your
tits!
T: What do you think I am? A prostitute?
Me: Not really, but you are the one who’s playing with my cock…
She squeezed my balls again.
Me: Come on, I won’t be here long… I’ll be discharged soon right?
Tina stopped wanking me and went to the sink to wash her hands. I thought
that it was the end of my fun. And I did not even get to cum.
She turned her back towards me and faced the door. In one fluid motion, she
removed her uniform. Big Bird twitched involuntarily.
She unhooked her cream-coloured bra with her back turned away from me. I
imagined her luscious globes bouncing free. Sadly, she left her black thong
on, so I guessed I would not be getting any pussy.
She turned around and came up to me. I stared in awe at her chest. They were
bigger than Tanya’s, but smaller than Maryanne’s. Her skin was fair and
looked extremely smooth. Her areolas were larger than 50 cent coins, and
complimented her tits nicely. For their size, I was a little surprised that
they were not sagging. A hint of baby fats covered her tummy and hips, but
otherwise, she was probably the wet dream of many male patients. And there
she was in front of me.
She stood on my left side, thrusting her ample chest towards me. I slid my
hand around her back and pulled her towards me, burying my face in her
chest. I detected the faint scent of perfume. I kissed the cleavage-side of
her boobs gently. She ruffled my hair.
T: Having fun?
Me: Yeah!
T: Suck my nipples.
I did not need to be given instructions, and attacked her juicy nips with
aplomb, while caressing the rest of her breasts. I thought I could feel her
heartbeat getting faster. She tried to grab my hair, but it was not long
enough.
My left hand left her boobs and traced her body down to her thighs. I rubbed
her pussy through her thong. It felt unshaven.
I was starting to get uncomfortable as I was in a very weird position. I
stopped.
Me: I can’t. It’s uncomfortable.
T: Can you sit on the toilet bowl?
Me: Er. I’ll try.
She pushed me closer to the toilet bowl and I grabbed the handrail, and
attempted to hop on one leg to the toilet bowl. Tina encircled her hands
around my back and helped me onto it. Her soft melon pressing on my chest,
and my engorged member awkwardly poking her covered pussy.
T: Hey. Where’s my phone?
Me: Oh opps.
I pointed to the hospital gown on the floor. In my excitement to grope her
chest, I had stopped recording.
Tina retrieved the phone, checked the previously recorded video, and handed
it back to me. Then she knelt down between my legs.
T: Can you spread them wider?
I tried, but my damn leg was getting numb.
She grabbed my dick again.
T: See what I mean? It’s still hard…
She shifted forward and wrapped her boobs around my pole, dribbling more
saliva into her cleavage as lubricant. I wondered how she managed to
generate so much saliva.
She then started rubbing her breasts up and down my dick, periodically
adding more saliva.
T: Like it?
Me: Yeah. But I don’t know how I’m gonna cum. Usually I’ll be on top and
fucking the cleavage.
T: Well, I doubt you can do that now. So this better be enough for you.
Me: But I want to cum! You’re torturing me!
She stopped.
T: Stop being whiny. If you don’t like this, find someone else to do it for
you.
Me: Any recommendations?
T: No. We don’t go around telling others what we do. It’s risky.
Me: So why are you doing it?
T: I like the thrill.
Me: Right.
T: So do you want me to continue?
Me: How about you use your mouth instead?
T: No.
Me: Please?
T: No.
Me: Damn. It was worth a try.
T: Too bad.
Me: Will you ever give me a blowjob?
T: Maybe next time.
Me: Really?
T: When you actually have the ability to satisfy me as well, I might
consider it. Otherwise, this is all you’ll get for now.
Me: Erm. You want to ride on me?
T: You have condoms?
Me: Where would I get them from? I’ve been in here for how long?
T: Then too bad. I don’t do raw sex. I don’t even suck cocks without a
condom.
Me: Why not?
T: Personal preference.
I guess I should resign to the fact that I would not be getting any further
action.
T: Well? Handjob or tit-fuck? Or you wanna wank on my tits?
Me: Erm. I guess I’ll take the handjob, but when I’m about to cum I’ll let
you know then I’ll shoot on your breasts?
T: Ok. But wait.
Tina checked the paper towel dispenser. There appeared to be enough. She
knelt in front of me again.
T: Fast or slow?
Me: Anyway you like it. Can I play with your tits?
T: If you can reach them…
She started wanking me again, alternating between slow measured strokes, and
fast tight ones, ocassionally adding more saliva.
A few minutes later, I felt the urge to cum.
Me: Stop. I’m cumming!
I grabbed my cock and rubbed vigourously like a man possessed.
Me: Squeeze your tits together!
I rubbed harder, aiming at her chest. She played with her nipples while
waiting.
Me: I’m cumming!
I wanked even more vigourously and the familiar sensation that I had not
felt for ages crept up towards the tip of my cock.
Me: It’s really coming!
T: Can you be faster?
Me: I’m trying!
Then, the feeling sort of overwhemed me and disappeared.
Me: What the fuck?
I stopped wanking.
T: What happened?
Me: I don’t know. I felt like I came. But nothing came out…
T: Dry orgasm?
Me: I don’t know. Is it even possible? My balls must be exploding with
cum…
T: Well, it’s still hard. Let me try.
Tina grabbed my cock again and started wanking.
Barely five strokes into it. I came. For real.
Me: Holy shit!!!
The first shot exited with amazing velocity.
T: Fuck!
It had strangely hit Tina on the mouth. She stopped to wipe her mouth.
Me: Don’t stop!
She continued waking me with one hand while wiping her mouth with the other.
The second shot came almost immediately, but she managed to divert it onto
her breasts. She stopped wiping her mouth and massaged my balls.
I was trembling involuntarily as though I was caught in an earthuake. I
grabbed the hand rails to steady myself as I felt my legs losing all
feeling. Tina kept wanking.
A little more cum dribbled out and she used it as lubricant. I thought that
was the end of it. But I was still hard, and Tina was still wanking. She
squeezed and pulled at my balls. I tried very hard to contain my moans. Or
should it be groans.
The last and final shot came in another couple of minutes. I was spent.
Drained. Much alike after marathon sessions with Jenny. I swear I
momentarily blacked out.
Tina grabbed some paper towels to wipe up the mess.
T: Happy?
Me: Yep.
T: Wanna do the real thing when you are better?
Me: Sure, why not?
T: How many times can you do it?
Me: Depends on how many times you can make it hard.
T: Is that a challenge?
Me: We’ll talk when I’m better.
T: You’re on.
She proceeded to give me a wipedown after wiping herself down. I sneaked a
finger into her thong and realised that she was soaked. I tried to rub her
clit but she gave me her famous “death-stare” again. I stopped.
After it was all done, she wheeled me back to the bed.
T: Good night.
Me: Definitely.
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Originally Posted by
blohsg
It’s the arc of the hawny intern nurse … will you b goin back to your pinos?
Nope. Can’t remember much about those times after the accident… for now I’m guessing it will be on the post-accident encounters…. And the frequent fuckbuddies of course…
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Originally Posted by
blohsg
O … your temp memory loss from the concussion hasn’t returned yet ?
Not really, but perhaps it’s better I don’t regain them… At least I can start on a relatively clean slate with Shirley if we eventually decide to get married… Haha.