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Thanks bro Kenken for this story ……sometimes I also wish I’m also a personal driver for these big bosses espcially those got pretty wives one ….kekekekekekeke……..will up you when I clear my list .
At last found a nurse story and it’s rather long so please bear with it - Title : Sarahs new patient !!! Enjoy .
Sarah was nervous as she stepped out of her car and headed for the doors that would take her back to work for the first time since the New Years party where she had recently lost her virginity. The whole night was still a blur… a legacy of spiked fruit punch and a night of intense fucking that she had neither expected nor wanted, but during which she distinctly remembered having orgasmed over and over while begging the men who had taken her to “fuck” her and “cum inside” her. The whole thing might have seemed like a bad dream if not for the fact that when her co-workers had returned to the hotel room early the next morning after spending the night out clubbing, they had found her in bed naked. Sarah had quickly discovered further proof of her night’s activities in the form of a newly shaven pussy and a dull ache between her legs which confirmed the harvesting of her cherry.
She had had a week of vacation scheduled after New Years, and had asked for an additional week, pleading a case of the flu. Physically she was recovered, but mentally she was so dazed by what had happened and her own reaction to it, that she had needed the extra time to decide what to do next. To her relief, a check of her organizer had shown that she had been in no danger of getting pregnant as a result of her deflowering. That just left the issue of how to come to terms with what had happened to her and her own response to it. The truth was that two weeks later, she still had no idea.
Sarah came from a good, religious family. One that didn’t believe in sex outside of marriage. Sarah herself had no desire to get married, and therefore had never given much thought to the subject of sex beyond the clinical aspects that came with training as a nurse. That a situation which had started out as a rape could end up with her body cumming to orgasm over and over again as she rode two strangers’ cocks and cried out for them to fuck her more and harder, still left her dazed when she thought about it. It had taken most of the time she had taken off work, but she finally managed to convince herself (more-or-less… it didn’t help when she had started having dreams about that night which had her waking up with a throbbing between her legs and a wet spot on her nightgown) that her reaction had been a result of the shock of what was happening combined with the alcohol that had obviously been in the punch “James” had given her.
When she had decided to go back to work, she had asked to be transferred from the nursing home’s elder care unit to its rehabilitation unit. Sarah didn’t know what the girls she had gone to the party with might have figured out from what they had found when they returned to the room the next morning, but she didn’t think she could handle having to work with them every day… at least not yet. She had worked at the rehab center for a few weeks when she first started at the home, and it seemed like a good choice. A little to her surprise, her supervisor had accepted her explanation that she needed a break from dealing with “end of life” care, and since there was an opening in the rehab center, she had approved the transfer without a hassle.
Her new shift supervisor was a woman she had only met in passing once. She was instructed at once to call the older nurse “Karen”, and was referred to her first patient. “You’ll have Mr. Bryant in room 110,” Karen told her.
Sarah read the chart for her patient and began to check it over. She learned that her patient was 44, male (of course) and had until a couple of days before, been in the hospital recovering from a severe car accident which had left him with two cracked ribs, a severely sprained wrist, a severe concussion, and a right leg that had been broken in three places. He had been in the hospital for several weeks. The more “minor” injuries were mostly healed but his leg had required several surgeries to fix the damage, and he had only just been released to begin rehab. She also saw that he had just had his supper and his evening dose of pain meds, and was scheduled for his next to last bed bath. Once he officially started his rehabilitation, he’d be allowed to take an actual shower before bed, albeit one supervised by a nurse to begin with.
Sarah consulted with Karen before going into the room to introduce herself to Mr. Bryant. They both agreed that now was a good time to give him his bath since his meds should be peaking, which should in turn eliminate any discomfort that the bath might otherwise cause.
She went to the utility room and gathered up a wash basin and a bottle of soap. She then went to the linen cart and took two towels, two washcloths and a clean gown. She then headed to room 110 with her stash and knocked on the door.
“Come in,” she heard a deep voice say.
“Mr. Bryant?” Sarah asked as she walked in to the room. Once she had gotten far enough into the room to close the door she did so. As she entered the room, she got her first look at her patient. He was 6 feet tall, had a muscular build and green eyes. He was wearing one of the thin cotton hospital gowns, and the covers were up to his stomach. His hair was brown with just a hint of gray at the temples, and was cut just to the nape of his neck. His hands looked very strong.
“Yeah, that’s me,” he replied. “You must be my new night nurse.”
“Uhm, yes. I am. My name’s Sarah. You’re scheduled for a bath, and I’ll be giving it to you tonight.”
Sarah’s patient looked her over appreciatively. She was petite, with an unmade-up face that was pretty, though she didn’t believe it when people told her that. Her long, blond hair was tied back in a ponytail… a departure from her usual habit of wearing it in a braid at work… which was an experiment now that she had a job that didn’t involve trying to keep old people who didn’t know what they were doing from pulling handfuls of hair out by the roots. She had a heart-shaped face with high cheekbones, a turned up nose, and blue eyes. She was just under 5 ft 3 inches tall, with fair skin. A flat stomach and narrow waist were accentuated by full breasts and hips, and long (for her height) shapely legs.
“Hmm… Very nice,” Mr. Bryant said to himself. Out loud, he said, “Please call me Steve. You make me feel like an old man when you call me `Mister’,” he said with a grin.
As she let the water run, Sarah cleared off the bedside table so she would have room for the basin and towels. She put the soap on the table, along with a washcloth. Sarah then went to the bathroom and began filling the basin with hot water.
“How’s the temperature?” she asked.
Mr. Bryant dipped his finger in the water and said, “Fine. Though before you start, how exactly are you going to do this?”
“OK,” she said. “First I’ll use the washcloth to wash your face, and then take off your gown and cover your chest with a towel. I’ll first wash the left half of your chest, your arm and then rinse and dry that area, repeating this on your right side. I’ll then help you to roll over onto your left and right side so I can wash, rinse, and then dry your back.” She paused, “Haven’t you had these before while you were at the hospital?”
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The older man nodded, “Sure, but every nurse seems to have their own technique.”
Sarah proceeded to do as she had described. She took the washcloth and dipped it in the water, wrapped it around her hand and lathered it with soap. She carefully washed Mr. Bryant’s face, ears, and neck. Once she was done with his face she rinsed the cloth, then soaped it up again and proceeded to his chest, arms, and back. She washed all the way down between his legs, and suddenly heard Mr. Bryant sigh. It was then she realized that she was massaging his balls from behind as she washed them! She pulled her hand away and began to rinse him off and dry his back with the towel.
The young nurse assisted Mr. Bryant onto his back again and covered his chest with a dry towel. She poured out the dirty water and proceeded to fill the basin with clean hot water. As she waited for the basin to fill she told Mr. Bryant that she would have to pull down the covers now to wash his leg and feet. Then if he wanted he could wash his own private area. Sarah brought the basin of fresh water over to the table and began soaping the washcloth again.
She pushed the covers off his right leg, keeping his groin covered for the time being. She could tell that he was aroused by the outline under the sheet. She washed his right thigh, rinsed and dried it, leaving the towel on it for warmth.
As he enjoyed Sarah’s ministrations to his injured body, Steve thought, “God, I wonder what it would be like to fuck her,” Being so young, cute and eager to help out the less fortunate, set his mind racing, and he began to wonder just how “helpful” she might be willing to be.
Because of the cast, she could only wash the upper part of his right leg. She rinsed and dried both legs, leaving the towel on them for warmth. Sarah covered his legs, and then pulled the covers back from his groin and stopped. “I’ll give you your privacy to wash your private area, and step behind the curtain,” Sarah told him.
He knew this was too good a situation to pass up and innocently asked, “Well, um, uh, I’m sorry but I think your going to have to wash this area for me,” Mr. Bryant said, “My arm is still pretty weak and it hurts to move it too much.” He also complained to Sarah of itching, burning, and irritation from plaster which had broken off around his groin and attached to his “member” when they had put a new “walking” one on before sending him to rehab.
Sarah eyed him suspiciously, but he had a point that technically it was her job. After working in elder care for two years, it wasn’t as if she hadn’t seen more than her share of male anatomy. As she pulled the covers away from him they seemed to get a little caught on his member. He lifted them to clear his knob and Sarah gasped at the size of his manhood. Mr. Bryant was well endowed. Sarah’s eyes widened at the size of his penis. He had to be 8 inches long, and clearly wasn’t yet fully erect. Hesitantly, she began picking pieces of plaster out from around his groin.
When she tried to wash Mr. Bryant’s erect member with the washcloth, he suggested that the plaster might come off easier if she used her bare hands. Without waiting for her response, he took the washcloth from her and held her hands in his as he lathered them with soap. When they were covered, he put the soap down and then guided Sarah’s hands to his shaft.
“Do it just like this, Sarah,” Steve instructed. He put her hands around him and had her stroke him up and down. She moved her hand slowly up and down and then over his bulbous head, sometimes concentrating on the head longer than the shaft, and then moving down to his balls.
As she stood stooped over her patient, her back began to cramp, and she raised her hands above, then behind her head, leaning her head back and stretching. Her flat stomach was revealed above the waistband of her skirt (when she had gotten dressed that morning, she had discovered to her chagrin that somehow she had neglected to wash her scrubs recently, and she was down to one shirt and no pants, so she had been forced to resort to her one uniform skirt and a button up blouse), as well as the contours of her large chest.
“God, to be able to see those tits up close,” Mr. Bryant thought. He stared intently at her face, chest and delicate fingers as she manipulated him. It didn’t take long for Sarah’s “washing” to cause his penis to become semi-erect. He noticed her growing discomfort at his state, and muttered, “I’m sorry, I can’t help it.”
Sarah didn’t reply. She couldn’t help but notice the length and girth of his penis, which had appeared to have grown to at least 8 or 9 inches. Unwanted images from her New Years deflowering filled her mind, and she found herself comparing the large cock in front of her to the two she’d taken inside her virgin body a couple of weeks before. Her patient was already as long and thick as “James” had been, and it seemed he might rival her second partner before he was through growing. Looking up she saw the veins pulsing in his penis and felt herself become a little aroused herself. She tried to gently move the erect penis down but it was so hard it wouldn’t move.
As her rubbing and massaging continued, Steve became more and more aroused. As he became harder and the length of his cock increased, she was forced to lean back and stand straighter. His swollen cock became harder, stiffer and erect until he was fully engorged.
Her face was now inches away from his large pulsing cock. Embarrassed by the whole situation, Sarah rambled, “I can’t work like this. I’m trying to help you but look, you’re right in my face.”
“I can’t help it; you’re rubbing in an awkward area, Sarah.” Mr. Bryant replied. Mischievously, he suggested working quicker or maybe using both hands might speed the process and end the work sooner.
Sarah looked at him thinking, he seemed sincere and tried to put herself in his place. Yes, the material from the cast would itch and irritate, and the friction from cleaning him could cause an involuntary erection. She turned to him, and said she would continue, “Reluctantly.”
“I’ll do the best I can Mr. Bryant,” and agreed to start using both hands.
Mr. Bryant thought to himself what a great bullshit job he had done getting this cute little nurse to agree to do this, and even doing it more-or-less willingly!
While she had paused, his cock had become semi-erect. He folded his arms behind his head, enjoying the fact that he no longer needed to hide his enjoyment. He began to anticipate where this might be going, and a slight grin grew on his face as he looked down watching Sarah intently work on his cock.
She was leaning so far over the bed her breast touched his leg and stomach. She started to rub his groin more thoroughly as she noticed flecks of plaster everywhere. With two soapy hands caressing his shaft and balls, he became more and more erect. She continued rubbing, and manipulating him to try to make sure he was clean. With all this attention, it didn’t take long for him to again become fully erect. His penis was being stretched the limits of its length. He ached from pleasure, and tried not to make any noises but it proved almost impossible.
Sarah looked up at him when she heard a quiet grunt escape, and asked, “Are you OK?”
Steve answered with a barely audible, “Yes.”
The pain in her back was beginning to make it hard for her to continue to work. No matter where she moved, having to bend over so far made it impossible to continue to work the way she was. Reluctantly, she realized there was only one real option. Sarah mumbled with embarrassment, “I’m going to have to get on the bed; my back is killing me from leaning over.” She climbed onto the bed facing him and knelt next to him. “If I’m touching your legs too much, tell me, okay?”
She took her shoes and socks off and adjusted herself to be comfortable. She felt light against him, and in spite of the baggy uniform top, he could tell that she had great curves. Sarah faced Mr. Bryant and looked up and down his body.
Looking at her face and her buxom chest as it filled her top was making him horny as hell.
“I’m going to start again now, okay?”
He said “Fine.” as he got comfortable, bringing his arm above his head and grinning.
Sarah took hold of his penis and began to pull and rub it. He had grown softer but as she worked he gradually hardened again. She gained a rhythm, bouncing as she stroked.
He said, “There you go, you’re working it perfectly”
Occasionally, their eyes would meet. Her faced looked awkward, while he had a grin and an expression of pleasure. “Oh, ahhh,” he groaned.
She kept stroking and stroking, faster and faster.
They both jumped as the rubber band holding her ponytail unexpectedly snapped, and her hair, wet with perspiration, fell down over her face and shoulders, covering his stomach and groin and her hands as she worked his cock. He heard her grunt softly. Then again, “uhh, uhh.” Her legs contracted around his waist.
“Sarah, ooh, Sarah.”
“Please, Mr. Bryant.” She took one hand off his cock to brush her hair back over her head.
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“You’re doing great,” he moaned. She tried to ignore him. Her thumbs moved to tip his cock now, where she had found a lump of plaster lodged. He thought he heard another soft grunt. He fixed his eyes on her face as she moved over his body. He had measured his cock once back in college, and remembered that it was around 9 inches, but he swore she was stretching him to at least 10.
“Sarah, oooh, Sarah,” he groaned. She leaned back and straightened a little bit, her head tilted back. She leaned back a little more and rubbed her throat with one hand, her eyes closed. “Sarah, ahhh,” he groaned. She said nothing, but her face was beginning to turn red from the exertion and embarrassment.
She leaned back to stretch again. He could see the outline of her lovely chest, throat and moist lips. He looked into her blue eyes and moaned. His cock was moist from sweat, allowing her to stroke faster. He raised his hand and traced a path along her side, but she didn’t seem to notice. Emboldened, he cupped her breast and twisted her nipple through the barriers of top and bra; this time she gave a short high pitch grunt.
Ignoring the liberties her patient was taking with her body as best she could, Sarah told him, “You’re just about clean. I’m almost done.” He gently squeezed the breast cupped in his hand. It felt very soft and inviting. This time, Sarah slowly brushed his hand away. He felt a twitch, a stirring. His balls tightened.
“So am I,” he said. “Why don’t you face the other way, maybe it will go faster.”
Sarah considered his idea, and finally agreed when it occurred to her that then he wouldn’t be able to reach her breasts if she was facing away. As she shifted positions, now sitting facing his feet, she gripped his rock hard pole and began to “clean” it again. She leaned forward and used her thumbs to rub around the base of his cock to remove the remaining residue.
“Sarah, my God, oh Sarah,” he groaned louder. “I’m almost ready!”
“Y… you mean, you are going to, um, well, um,” she stuttered as she realized what he meant.
“Yes, um, I am,” he replied in a strained tone of voice.
She desperately looked for some tissue, a towel, anything to capture his cum, but couldn’t reach the bed stand.
“Ooh,” Mr. Bryant groaned.
“Oh no,” Sarah cried. “Hold on, Mr. Bryant, wait. I need some tissue or something.”
“I can’t, I’m going to blow. Damn it; use your mouth if you can’t find anything else!” He could feel his load rising and knew it his orgasm was going to be a big one.
She was desperate, not knowing what to do. Thoughts raced through her head.
“Almost,” he cried.
Flustered by the situation she found herself in, without really realizing she was doing it, Sarah continued to stroke him and squeeze. She brushed her long hair back away from her face and over her shoulders.
Then breathlessly he groaned, “Oh shit, here it comes!
Panicked, Sarah’s New Years experiences took over and without thinking; she lowered her head and put her mouth around his cock. Her head bobbed up and down, making soft slurping sounds as he bucked against her face. She continued to stroke his shaft with one hand.
Mr. Bryant wasn’t quite as close to blowing his load as he had let on, but he couldn’t believe she had put her mouth around his cock. He thought convincing her to give him a hand job was amazing, but he hadn’t honestly expected her to agree to a blowjob when he suggested it. He bucked his cock faster and faster into her soft, warm mouth. Taking full advantage of the situation, he slid his hands beneath her white skirt, and before she could react, he had slipped her panties to her knees, slid his left hand between her thighs, and inserted a finger into her tight cunt. He was amazed to discover that her snatch was shaved smooth and bare. “Mmm, Sarah. Do you know how hot it is when a woman shaves her pussy like this? Very sweet!”
“Oh!” she grunted and sat up with a start as his finger entered her. “Mr. Bryant, stop!”
Instead of stopping, his finger pressed all the way inside her until he could feel her muscles clench around it. His other hand moved around front and found her erect clitoris peeking out from between her folds. As she moved her right hand to try to push him away, he tweaked the hard nub between his fingers, and her body instantly spasmed in orgasm. Instead of pushing him away as she had intended, Sarah’s right hand grabbed his wrist to steady herself as waves of pleasure ripped through her body each time he manipulated her clit. Her left hand had clenched tightly around his thick cock as she came.
As he finger fucked Sarah through her intense orgasm, Mr. Bryant used his right hand to unbutton her blouse and slip it off her shoulders. He found the tiny clasp of her bra nestled between her ample tits and released it. The garment fell open to the sides, exposing her firm, 36C breasts. He removed that from her still orgasming body too, and began to fondle her exposed tit, squeezing it lightly and tweaking the large tip until it became taut beneath his fingers.
Sarah’s mind was in turmoil. Part of her struggled to overcome the sensations that had taken control of her body as she came again and again in response to the thorough finger-fucking her patient was giving her. She hadn’t wanted the experience that she had gained two weeks before, and she was sure she didn’t want this one. Her body however, was refusing to co-operate, and another part of her mind remembered the intense pleasures that “James” and the other man had caused her to feel. She felt Mr. Bryant’s hands as they removed her blouse and bra, but couldn’t seem to react. A jolt of electricity pulsed between her nipple and cunt as he played with her aroused peak.
“Ahhh! Nooosssaaa! Nooo! M… Mr. Bryant, p… please stop! "
“Call me Steve, remember? Open your legs wider, Sarah. You’re so wet down there. It’s all I can do not to cum right now!”
Her long hair now fell around her shoulders, and only the tips of her breasts and nipples were still exposed. Mr. Bryant’s hands moved to encircle her narrow waist, and he lifted her up and made her straddle his hips. Her left hand still held his engorged maleness, and as he moved her compliant body, she unconsciously raised his cock until the head was pointing at the entrance to her vagina. He knew that he wouldn’t need any extra lubrication, since her pussy was already soaked with her own juices. In one swift motion he wrapped one hand around hers, and suddenly his cockhead was aimed and touching her wet, bare pussy lips. Then it was pushing its way inside her. His thick cock was so big and her inexperienced sheath was so tight, he strained against the resistance as he met as he entered her quivering body.
The haze from her orgasm cleared abruptly as she felt his manhood press against her opening. As her mind recalled the feeling of having a man entering her recently virginal body, Sarah began to panic. She squirmed, attempting to pull up and away as she felt him press past the smooth skin of her pussy lips. Steve’s hands were firm on her hips as he held her in place.
She pleaded with him, “Nooo, p… please Mr. Bryant. I c… can’t d… do this. I… I. Oh, please don’t do this!” But her patient wasn’t listening. His fingers moved to her cunt and began to finger her erect clit until she was gasping for breath as a new orgasm approached. He sat forward and kissed her neck as he slowly pushed his cock even deeper into her waiting pussy.
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His thumb continued rubbing her clit to keep her wet enough for him to slide the rest of the way in fairly easily. Almost as an afterthought, he unzipped her skirt and pulled it over her head, dropping it along with her bra and blouse on the floor.
He eased her naked body down a little harder, and felt the resistance against his hard cock, enjoying the damp heat of her womanhood engulfing his manhood as he slid into her tight pussy. She was making gasping noises now, her body shaking above him as her climax continued to approach, and he carried on relentlessly, sliding his cock inch by inch into her virgin cunt.
Sarah moaned as he pushed further in, feeling him stretching her tight hole even more. He paused about half way inside of her as his fingers continued gently rubbing her clit until she was so wet that he could feel her juices trickling down his cock.
As her pussy had become adjusted to his cockhead inside her, Mr. Bryant felt her tense, teetering on the edge of another orgasm, and her legs started shaking. When she finally came, she collapsed and slid down, impaling herself on his entire cock. As her body gave way to him, he felt himself suddenly become buried all the way inside her, and he moaned as his cock bottomed out against her cervix.
Sarah fell backwards and half sobbed, “Ohhh, Nooosssaaa!!! You… you’re so deep inside meee!!!” Only Mr. Bryant’s hands around her slim waist held her upright. As her orgasm began to die down, her hands instinctively settled on either side of his hips to prop herself up.
He moved slightly, and Sarah let out a long, slow, gasp, feeling his nine thick inches stretching her insides unbearably. He stayed like that, buried balls-deep in her cunt, until he felt her muscles relaxing around his cock. He twisted his hips to push deeper into her, and started to fuck her, lifting her up until only the tip of his cock was inside her, then plunging all the way back in again, his finger circling her clit constantly.
She was moaning again now as he thrust into her again and again. Without realizing it, the nursing student started to raise her hips in time with his thrusts, then thrust against him as they came together, as if trying to push him deeper into her throbbing pussy. Suddenly, she started to cum again, gasping and moaning, “Ahhh… Ahhh… Ohhh, ohhh!!” Her cunt clenched around his cock. As Sarah’s orgasm grew, she began bucking wildly on his thick shaft as she came, her clit throbbing and her vaginal muscles squeezing the life out of her patient’s cock.
Finally, Mr. Bryant couldn’t hold back any more. He began humping her harder, his hips pistoning up and down, faster and faster, shaking the hospital bed beneath them. Sarah felt his already massive cock grow even thicker inside her with each thrust, and a thought tried to force its way through her consciousness. Since she hadn’t been fertile two weeks before when she’d been fucked at the party, somewhere in the back of her orgasm-addled mind, it dawned on her that she might be due any day now… She moaned and tried to plead with the man beneath her, “P… please pull out! D… don’t do it inside me! Please!!!”
If Steve heard her, he gave no indication. His hands moved from her waist to her hips and as he pulled her down, he thrust his own hips up until he was even deeper inside her. She felt the engorged head of his massive shaft against her cervix, and she cried out at the sensations his manhood created as he took aim at her unprotected womb. He made a few grunts and moaning noises of his own and then suddenly his cock began to spray deep inside her. He heard her cry out as his hot cum rushed into her depths, blast after blast bathing her womb with his potent seed.
Sarah managed to gasp a despairing, “Ohhh, nooo…. Please, don’t!” before the heat of his cum sent her over the edge again, and she had to squeeze her mouth shut to keep from screaming out loud as his steely shaft sent millions of sperm to assault her womb. Her pussy clenched around his rod, milking every drop.
When her orgasm subsided, she couldn’t catch her breath. She barely felt it when Mr. Bryant raised her off his still hard cock and turned her around. As she straddled him again, her pussy lips spread slightly, and she gasped as he slipped a finger inside for a slow finger-fuck. With his other hand, he moved his dick towards her pussy, just letting the head slide against the silky smooth skin of her shaven mound, tracing a path from her ass to her clit, thrusting against her but not sliding inside. Finally, he positioned the tip of his cock at her entrance, feeling how aroused she was, pressing his cock against her lips.
Suddenly, without warning, his hands moved to her waist and he pulled her down onto his thick shaft firmly and quickly, sliding the full length into her, causing her to cry out in surprise and a little discomfort as his size stretched her again. Sarah made an effort to say, “No, please don’t…you can’t!” In a panic, her words tumbled out as he raised her until he was part way out and then thrust deeply back into her tight sheath. “Uhhh!! Ohhh!!! P… please. I’ve only done this once b… before.”
He quickly withdrew again, before plunging deeply into her, repeating the motion of nearly pulling all the way out before sliding fully into her. When he bottomed out deep within her, Sarah drew a sharp breath as his manhood caused a small eruption. “Ahhh!!! Nooo… Uhhh… uhhh… P… please… I… I don’t have p… protection!”
As he drove into her again, Sarah started to struggle and he paused, allowing his hands to slide up to cup her large breasts and tweak her sensitive nipples. As he pulled her to him, his left hand continued to fondle her aroused tits. The fingers of his right hand wove into her long, blonde hair and he urged her head down until her lips landed on his. Steve kissed her with unadulterated passion. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and began to play with hers.
Sarah shivered as her patient’s mouth moved to trace a line of kisses across her eyelids, ears, nose and cheeks. He moved back to quietly whisper in her ear. “You smell so good, baby,” and slid both hands up to cup her breasts again. He was still impressed with how firm her heavy tits were. He slowly licked and sucked his way up and down her neck, and then back up to her chin. When he reached her mouth again, he slowly began to kiss her again, urging her lips to part and let his tongue inside.
She closed her eyes as his lips suddenly left hers and lowered to fasten on one erect nipple and begin to suckle her tit. Her nipples were pink and firm, with large areolas. The veins around them wrinkled as he played with them. He took each of them in his mouth in turn, and sucked and licked them gently, as if he was breastfeeding, until she began to moan. The warmth of his tongue and the sensation of his lips against each pink tip sent what felt like electric shocks from the aroused tip straight down to her throbbing, cock-filled pussy. When he had licked one swollen nipple to maximum attention he would then move to her other breast and repeated the process. Sarah’s back arched, causing her tits to swell and push deeper into his mouth. She gripped his arms as she moaned and bucked against his crotch when he started to suck her more aggressively, lightly nipping at her sensitive nipples. She could feel his warm saliva dripping down her breasts.
Mr. Bryant loved the way her aroused little body was responding to his touch. He returned to her lips and kissed her deeply as he squeezed her breasts before sliding his hands around to grab her ass and pull her tightly against him. He enjoyed the sight of her small body as it swayed above him with the motion of their lovemaking. He bet she never imagined she’d be having sex in a hospital bed – being fucked by a man old enough to be her father. He smiled, closing his eyes, and concentrated on fucking the brains out of this little sweet little nurse. He felt his balls tighten up and his cock twitch, so he slowed down. He didn’t want to come just yet.
As his tongue explored the warm, soft insides of her mouth, Sarah felt him slow inside her. There was a lengthy pause before he began moving inside her again, slowly raising her pussy off his rock-hard cock before thrusting back in. She moaned in pleasure as he began pounding her pussy with his thick cock. The intense sensation of being fucked by his large maleness caused her to build toward another orgasm. Before two weeks ago, Sarah had never had even a small one, and now she seemed to be having one after another, each one more intense than the last.
As he thrust into Sarah’s hot snatch over and over again, Steve moaned, “Oh, Sarah, your pussy’s so hot and tight. I never imagined rehab could be this great!”
Between her embarrassment and her approaching climax, Sarah could only manage to moan, “Uh, uh, uh… Ohhh!!!” in response. As her body came closer and closer to yet another orgasm, she began to ride his cock wildly as she moaned above him. Somewhere her mind screamed for her mouth to stop as she gasped, “P… please don’t stop!”
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Surprised at her sudden change, Mr. Bryant slowed his movements, and his hands slid over her sweat sheened body; rubbing her taut nipples, tweaking her erect clit, and finally gripping her ribs as his thumbs traced the underside of her tits. He looked up into her flushed face, “What don’t you want me to stop, Sarah? I want to hear you say it.”
Sarah heard herself gasp, “Th… this. What we’re d… doing.”
“What are we doing?”
“H… Having s… sex.”
He pinched her nipple, and he felt her pussy contract in response, “Fucking… Say it. You don’t want me to stop fucking your pussy with my cock.” He leaned in and began to suckle her left nipple while rubbing the right with his thumb.
Though it seemed impossible, Sarah seemed to flush an even deeper red as repeated the words she had only learned a few weeks before, “Uhhh…. Ohhh, P…please don’t stop… f… f… fucking my p… pussy with your c… cock, Mr. Bryant.”
“Should I make you cum, Sarah?”
She understood what he wanted now, and closed her eyes in embarrassment at having to say the words, “Y… yes… M… make me c… cum.”
His free thumb traced a circle in and out of her belly button, “Should I cum inside your pussy, Sarah?”
The thought made her feel light headed as somewhere she still remembered that she might be fertile, but when his thumb rasped against her clit, still she replied, “Ohhh… Y…yes. Please c… cum inside m… me!”
He grinned up at her, “Anything you want, baby.” Grasping her around the waist again, Mr. Bryant began thrusting his cock deep into Sarah’s waiting cunt. She grunted as he drove into her, held her tight against his hips, then thrust into her twice more, triggering another orgasm deep inside her tight cunt.
Finally he couldn’t hold back any longer – her pussy was too tight, gripping his manhood as though she didn’t want to ever let his cock leave her. He moaned her name, pushing into her one last time as his body tensed and he exploded, sending his cum to invade deep inside her womb again.
“Ungh, Ungh, oh yeah,” he groaned. “Oh, yeah, baby, feel me inside your pussy? Can you feel my cum fill your sweet cunt, Sarah? Ungh. Feel me fill you with my cum!”
Sarah tensed as she felt him shoot load after load of his thick, warm jiz into her quivering body. Far in the back of her mind, she could almost imagine his sperm as it searched for the tiny target that might be there. Then all thoughts vanished as her orgasm intensified from the heat of his cum as it erupted into her.
He pushed even deeper inside her, grabbing her waist as he came, filling her and causing her own orgasm to peak, as she cried out, “Ohhh, NOOOSSSAA! F… fuck MEEE! AAAHHH!!!” Finally, her last climax spent, she collapsed on top of him. His cock was still embedded inside her pussy as she slumped forward onto his chest.
Steve took her face in his and kissed her deeply as they came down from their mutual climaxes. His tongue pressed between her soft lips and lazily explored the warm depths of her mouth. It was several minutes before he broke the kiss and pulled his cock out of her dripping pussy. She climbed shakily off the bed and stumbled into the bathroom to try to clean herself up. After several more minutes, she returned drying herself off with a towel.
Still in a daze, she came and sat on the bed, her large breasts and pussy still exposed, and began to gather up her scattered clothing.
“Sarah, you were fantastic,” Mr. Bryant praised as his hand moved to caress her thigh. When she didn’t answer, he continued, “I’m in here for several weeks. Will you be coming back?”
Sarah didn’t look at him as she replied in a faint voice, “Maybe, I don’t know. I might not be assigned to you again.”
He paused, “Do you think your supervisor should hear about what happened today,” he asked her.
Sarah’s flushed face paled as she realized his implication, and asked, “Are you saying that if I don’t come back, you’ll tell Karen what happened?”
“Did I say that? It’s just that I’d like to see you again, to talk, for company, you know.” He paused expectantly, his fingers brushing lightly against her swollen pussy lips.
Sarah felt a shiver run through her body at his touch and the sensations it sent coursing through her. She looked at Mr. Bryant apprehensively, “Yeah, well, I guess I’ll see you later this week then.”
He stretched his arms, and then said, “I’ll be here.”
Sarah walked toward room 110 with an anxious knot in her stomach. The accident patient waiting for her to arrive and help him take his first shower since having broken his leg and severely straining the muscles in his arms had made it clear two days before that she when she returned he would expect a continuation of that day’s “physical therapy” as he had jokingly called it. Every time she thought about what that “therapy” had involved it threw her mind into turmoil. After allowing her patient to seduce her Monday night, she had continued her rounds and tried to put what had happened out of her mind. When she returned to her apartment that evening, the whole situation had crowded back in on her. She felt ashamed of having given in to Mr. Bryant’s advances.
It was all overwhelming… Sarah was a good religious girl who had always contended that she didn’t want to get married, so the idea of having sex with anyone, let alone a rehab patient she had just met, was something she had never seriously considered. In the course of less than a month, the 23 year old nurse had gone from being a confirmed virgin to having now fucked three men she had never met before and having had her traitorous body cum time after time as she begged them for more.
Sarah still couldn’t believe how easy it had been for her new patient to make her body respond to the touch of his fingers and the feel of his cock as it stroked her insides. Just like it had been with the two men on New Years night, she had ended up begging him to bring her to orgasm and cum inside her.
When she got home, she stood in the shower until it ran cold trying to wash away the memory of the way he had claimed her, and worse, the way her body had responded to him. After awhile it had all seemed to be a bad dream, except for the slight ache between her legs that reminded her of the length and girth of the man in room 110’s hard shaft… That is, until she woke up that night gasping for breath and with the crotch of her pajamas soaked after dreaming about riding Mr. Bryant’s massive cock. If that was a dream, then what had happened the previous day must have been real.
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She had the following day off, and it passed so normally that Sarah almost forgot about what had happened. She went to bed that night with barely a thought for her growing sexual experience. She awoke again the next morning with a dull throbbing and dampness between her legs, and reality set in once more as she saw that she had again dreamed of Mr. Bryant’s cock driving in and out of her pussy.
The knot in Sarah’s stomach grew as she approached his room, knowing that she had promised to get assigned to him again so that he wouldn’t tell anyone about what had happened. He had made it pretty clear why he wanted her to come back. Sarah didn’t know what scared her more, the possibility that he could get her fired if he told, or the fact that thinking about what he expected her to do in exchange for keeping quiet caused a tingling to begin deep between her legs when she thought about having to allow his cock inside her again.
The young nurse took her time walking to room 110, delaying the inevitable. When she arrived at the closed door, she took a deep breath before knocking. From inside she heard his deep voice telling her to come in. She opened the door slowly, hands trembling slightly, and stepped inside.
As the door opened, and he saw who was there, Mr. Bryant smiled broadly. Her “treatment” of two days earlier had left him feeling better than he had in weeks, in spite of the broken leg, and he was looking forward to some follow up. The fact that he had been cleared for a shower just made things that much better. He intended to make sure her “assistance” was as hands-on as possible.
“Good evening, Sarah. Thanks for coming back. I missed seeing you yesterday.”
She walked slowly over to the side of the bed where Mr. Bryant sat. She tried not to look at the area of the bed where she knew his manhood was concealed by the bedclothes and a thin hospital gown.
“G… good evening. How are you feeling today?”
He smiled at her, “Just great. Must be all that wonderful nursing you gave me the other day.”
Sarah’s face turned bright red, and she looked away, “Mr. Bryant, please…”
She jumped as she felt his hand come to rest on her thigh, and slide up her leg to cup her pussy through her scrubs, “`Please’ what, Sarah?” He felt her go weak in the knees, which had the effect of pressing her cunt tightly against his palm. His fingers stroked along her slit, finding her clit as it became erect and jutted against the soft cotton of her panties.
Sarah caught her balance by grasping his wrist with her right hand as her left gripped the bedrail. Her breathing became ragged as he fingered her clit through the barrier of her clothing. A soft moan escaped her lips, “Uhhh… nooo… P…please don’t. I… I’m supposed to be getting you ready to take a s…shower.”
She whimpered slightly as his hand abruptly left her pussy, and he began to move his legs toward the side of the bed. “You know, you’re absolutely right. As enjoyable as Monday’s bed bath was, I’m looking forward to being able to have you help me take a real shower for change.” He grinned as she caught the double meaning to his statement, and blushed again.
Sarah helped Mr. Bryant turn to sit on the edge of the bed, and handed him a crutch that was propped against the wall.
With her help, he stood and put most of his weight on the crutch, while putting his arm around her shoulder and putting just enough weight on her to make her think he needed her help. As he expected, she allowed him to lean on her as they began to walk toward the bathroom. His hand soon slipped from her shoulder to her waist, where he slid it up inside her loose-fitting scrub shirt to caress the warm, soft skin of her belly. He felt a shiver run through her as his finger dipped into her belly button, but somewhat to his surprise, she didn’t flinch or try to pull away.
One of the fringe benefits of spending the extra money on a private room was the fact that Mr. Bryant had his own private bathroom, complete with its own shower area. As they entered the room, Sarah led him to a bench built into the wall below the place where the mount was for the handheld showerhead. She helped him sit down, and set his crutch out of the way of where the water was likely to fall. Looking around quickly, she found the large plastic bag that was to be fixed around his leg so that the plaster cast would stay dry while he showered.
“Is that to cover my cast?”
Sarah nodded, “I’ll help you put it on now, if you want.”
He smiled, “The sooner, the better, Sarah. I’m looking forward to this shower.”
Sarah carefully slipped the bag over his lower leg, and used the adhesive strips to seal it just above the top of the cast after pressing as much of the air out of it as she could. This whole procedure put her in close proximity to his crotch, and she could see his gown tent slightly as his cock began to stiffen a little.
Mr. Bryant saw her notice what was happening between his legs, and grinned. His grin grew wider as he saw her reaction… a flush traveled up her neck and face, and her breath grew momentarily sharp.
When she was finished, Sarah stood and was about to give him instructions on how best to wash himself, when the door to the main room opened and Karen called her name. Sarah responded, hoping her reaction to seeing his cock move wasn’t still evident.
Karen entered the bathroom and seemed satisfied that Sarah’s patient was ready for his shower.
“How are you feeling today, Mr. Bryant?” She asked.
Mr. Bryant smiled, “Pretty good. Looking forward to finally getting a chance to take a good shower. Bed baths are fine and all, but they get a little old after awhile.”
The shift supervisor smiled back at him, “I’m sure they do. Is Sarah treating you well?”
“She’s great. Got my leg all wrapped up like a mummy.”
Karen laughed and turned to the younger nurse, “I know you know the drill. Since this is his first shower since the accident, stick close by incase he needs any help. His chart says he still has some weakness in his arms and some problems with fine motor control, and his left leg barely holds his own weight, so he may have some trouble moving around. An orderly will be here just before noon to take him down for his x-rays. Okay?”
Sarah nodded, “Got it.”
“Good.” She smiled at the patient, “Enjoy your shower, Mr. Bryant.”
“Oh, I plan to ma’am. Believe me!” he cast a meaningful look in Sarah’s direction as he spoke.
The older nurse turned and walked out of the room, closing both the bathroom and bedroom doors behind her.
When she was gone, Mr. Bryant turned a wolfish grin on his nurse, “Now, how about that shower, nurse? Tell me how this is going to work, just like you did with the bed bath.”
Nervously, Sarah walked over to him, “F… first I’ll untie your gown so you can take it off, Mr. Bryant. Then I’ll bring you a washcloth and soap. Once all that’s ready, we’ll find a water temperature you like, and you can take your shower.”
Mr. Bryant grinned at her words… as if he were going to be doing all these things alone. “Sarah, I told you the other day to call me `Steve’. And by-the-way, you might want to take your shirt off. It’s liable to get wet otherwise.”
She hesitated for a moment, then did as he suggested, folding the blue garment and placing it on a shelf near the sink. With that done, she moved in front of him, and reached around behind his neck to untie his hospital gown. The knot was stuck, and as she worked at it, he gazed down between her breasts as they strained against the white cloth of her bra. Sarah jumped as she felt his mouth nuzzle her ear, and move down her neck to the curve of her shoulder.
As he kissed the smooth skin of her neck, Steve’s hands moved to surround her narrow waist briefly before pushing upward to cup her full breasts through the soft material that covered them.
As he kneaded her ample tits, feeling her nipples become erect and jut out through the thin cloth, her fingers continued to fumble with the knot in his gown. She whimpered in frustration as her pussy began to throb slightly and grow damp from his attentions to her neck and breasts. Abruptly, the knot fell apart, and Steve shrugged the gown off his shoulders, allowing it to puddle in his lap. As it fell, he pulled Sarah closer and his lips closed over hers, his tongue pressing relentlessly between her lips to caress the warm insides of her mouth.
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Sarah’s mind seemed to grow numb as the sensations being caused by his hands and mouth took over. She wasn’t sure how long he had been kissing her when he pulled slowly away from her lips.
He removed the gown from his lap, and held it out to her, “Might as well put this over there too.”
Sarah felt short of breath as her eyes focused on his naked body. Steve was in his mid-thirties and liked to keep in shape. His chest and arms were well defined, but not muscle-bound, and his chest was lightly covered with hair the same brown color as that on his head. For a long moment, Sarah’s gaze was drawn to the long, thick shaft jutting up in front of his flat stomach. She knew from her earlier experience that his manhood wasn’t fully erect yet, but it was close. She wrestled her attention to the bundle of cloth in his hand and took it from him, hanging it on a hook on the door.
Steve smiled as he watched the direction of her gaze.
Before returning to where he was seated, Sarah collected a soft washcloth and a bottle of liquid soap. Then, trying hard to look anywhere other than at his crotch, Sarah came back over to the shower bench, set the cloth and bottle beside him, and reached over her patient’s head to retrieve the showerhead.
“You’ll have to let me know when I have it the right temperature,” she told him. She aimed the sprayer head toward the far wall of the shower nitch and turned on the water. As she attempted to get the temperature adjusted, she tried to ignore the backsplash that was beginning to dampen her scrub pants.
Steve noticed it too, and decided that it gave him a good excuse to finish getting rid of her outer clothing. She was facing away from him, and his hands went to her waist, untying the cinch and sliding it over her hips.
“I think you’ll need to get rid of this too, or it’ll be soaked.” He lowered it to her ankles and helped her step out of it.
The whole situation had long since taken on a surreal quality to the 23-year-old nurse. She felt his hands remove her pants, raising her feet one at a time to free them from around her ankles. She heard the rustle of cloth as he tossed it in the general direction of the shelf where her shirt was, and she felt the steamy air against her bare skin, but it all seemed to be happening at a distance from wherever her mind had retreated to.
Some level of reality returned abruptly as he reached around her body to test the water spray and then take the showerhead from her. “You’d probably better get rid of your sneakers and stockings too. Otherwise you’ll spend the rest of the day squelching, and that’s no fun.”
She nodded dumbly, “Yeah, I guess you’re right. Thanks for reminding me,” she heard herself say. Deep in the back of her mind were there was still a slight will to resist what she knew was happening, she wondered why she was thanking him for telling her to take her cloths off.
As she leaned against the wall to remove her shoes and socks, Sarah watched as Steve used the showerhead to wet himself from head to toe. He certainly seemed to enjoy the feel of the hot spray. “Not too surprising after a week of bed baths, I guess.” she thought absently.
As he enjoyed the feeling of washing his hair for the first time in days, Steve watched as Sarah placed her sneakers and stockings on the shelf next to her scrubs. His eyes roamed her nearly naked body, lingering on the ample tits straining against white material of a bra that seemed too small to adequately contain them… He wondered if she had been forced to resort to an older, smaller one since the clasp on her other bra had been bent beyond repair when it snapped the other day. She stood nearly a foot shorter than he did, not more than 5’ 3”. Her long, dark blonde hair hung in a ponytail that reached the small of her back. Her heart shaped face held a small mouth, turned-up nose, and smoky blue eyes. His stiffening cock twitched at the sight of her body; ample 36C breasts, a narrow waist, and full hips.
Sarah stood nervously watching him wash his hair, aware of his gaze. Her face seemed to have become permanently flushed, and she felt a stirring inside her pussy as she looked at his semi-erect penis, knowing that it wouldn’t be long before it was long and hard and buried deep within her body. She felt a growing wetness collecting in the crotch of her panties, and her mind wanted nothing more than to collect her things and rush out of the room before her body’s urges could betray her again.
As Steve finished washing his hair, he motioned for her to come over to the shower bench, and as much as she wanted to refuse, she couldn’t. A wave of guilt washed over her as she realized that even without the threat of exposure and firing, she might not have had the strength to resist the pleasure she knew he was going to give her. Her whole body seemed to anxiously await what was to come, and although part of her mind still knew it was wrong and begged her to stop, it had lost any control over her rebellious flesh.
As she came to stand before him, he picked up the washcloth and soap from the bench and held them out to her. Hesitantly, Sarah took them out of his hand and he turned sideways on the bench. She squirted some of the liquid on the washcloth, and after rubbing it into a lather, slowly began to move it up and over his shoulders and down his back. His muscles were in knots after lying in bed for days, and her nurses training exerted itself enough for her to try to work some of them out of his shoulders as she washed his back.
Sarah’s back began to ache from bending over him, so she moved to kneel behind him on the bench. Steve felt the warmth of her body as she situated herself behind him. She scrubbed downward and rubbed the cloth over his lower back. He leaned towards her and felt her breasts brush against his back through the cloth of her bra as she and rubbed the washcloth over his shoulders. Her hands moved lower again and he felt the coarse terrycloth travel down to his waist. There she stopped and washed his right leg as far as the protective plastic, then back upward where she paused. Steve felt her hands begin to tremble as she hesitantly began to wash what she could reach of his ass. He leaned forward again to give her better access. She hesitated again before quickly washing between his muscular cheeks.
He felt her hand leave his backside, and she murmured, “You… You should rinse off.” Before she could move out of the way, he aimed the showerhead over his shoulder, rinsing off the soap and causing her to gasp as her bra and panties caught a soaking blast. He turned and looked at her wolfishly. Her large nipples were erect and clearly visible against the wet material of her white bra.
“Oops. I guess you’ll need to get out of those too, now.” He handed her the showerhead, soaking her even more in the process, and reached between her ample tits to unclasp her bra. Her large tits tumbled free of their confinement, and when he had untangled the straps from the shower hose, he tossed it in the general direction of her other clothing. His hands reached down to hook the sides of her white cotton panties, and he yanked the elastic straight out to the sides. The wet material shredded in his hands, and Sarah yelped as her recently shaved pussy was bared for him.
Steve grasped the back of her head with one hand and kissed her long and hard before leaning back and taking the showerhead from her again, “Finish washing me, Sarah.”
Sarah’s hands trembled as she soaped the washcloth again, and began lathering his chest, moving the soapy cloth in circles over the dark hair covering his lean body. The circles increased in size and became an oval as she covered his torso in suds. Steve looked down at her, his eyes soaking in the blonde nurse whose trembling hands were bathing him.
Sarah could hardly help but notice that he had become very hard, even though she hadn’t touched that part of his body yet. His cock was standing straight and ready. As she ran the washcloth down over his chest, she made a conscious effort to avoid touching his rigid member. Instead, she scrubbed his shoulders and his chest and then moved down to rub his legs. She had to lean over to soap his thighs, and when she did, she saw his cock twitch in response to the stimulation.
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As she washed his left leg, Sarah felt a warm spray of water soak her hair and back, and then Steve’s fingers remove the rubberband holding her hair in its ponytail. With the wet folds of her long hair spread across her back, his hands slid over her shoulders and around to her chest, where he cupped her tits and rolled her nipples between his fingers, making them contract until they were hard as pebbles.
He pushed her back into an upright position in front of him. His left hand moved to cup the hand she held the soapy washcloth in, and directed her to squirt more soap into it. “Let’s make sure you get me nice and clean.” Steve helped Sarah wrap the washcloth around his cock and moved it up and down. As she stroked, he moaned and braced his free hand against her soft shoulder. When he was sure she would continue on her own, his left hand found her other shoulder while Sarah slipped the washcloth along the length of his shaft. After several moments, he stopped her, took the washcloth away, and abundantly soaped her hands. He directed them back, this time wrapping her bare, soapy fingers around his dick.
Sarah’s patient closed his eyes for a second and said “Oh Sarah, your hands are so soft!” as he was holding onto her wrists making her hands go up and down on him. He directed her actions for several moments before once again he let go of her wrists. She kept stroking him on her own but very slowly, her hands trembling as she did.
As Sarah continued to “wash” Steve’s cock, he picked up the washcloth from the bench, squeezed a stream of soap into it and began to run the cloth over her body, spreading lather as he went. He took great care lathering her large breasts before working his way down toward her mound. He took extra care lathering it, sliding his soapy fingers through her blonde pubic hair and down her pink slit. She shuddered and moaned as he soapily teased her, and she stopped stroking him. The 23 year old’s whole body began trembling as he started to give her pussy a washing, sliding his cloth covered finger along her slit and stopping to rub her clit. Her eyes closed as she said “No, please, please don’t do this. You can’t… no, please don’t… stooop!”
Her patient grinned and decided to interpret her last moan as, “Don’t stop,” instead of what she probably intended her words to mean.
Sarah’s eyes flew open as he pushed a finger into her. She to gasp for breath as he finger fucked her with one hand and made her stroke his prick with the other. Then a look of pleasured shame crossed her face as she moaned “Oh no…. Please don’t make me… No… stop, you’re going to make me… I… I’m going to… Oh … oh… OOOHHHHHHHH… nosa… Please… stop!!… Please nooo.” He didn’t stop and her eyes closed as she was started to orgasm. She came hard against his hand and she almost lost her balance, falling against his chest.
Steve pulled her forward to straddle his waist, turned sideways to lean against the wall, and then reached up and replaced the showerhead in its slot. He pulled her trembling body tight against his, and she felt his rock hard cock press against her lathery, hot mound as his lips covered hers. He kissed her deeply as their bodies slipped soapily against one another.
He pushed her back slightly so the hot water could spray over them, rinsing the lather from their bodies. When they were rinsed, he moved his kisses to other places and began tracing the contours of her body with his tongue. Each stroke of his tongue caused her to gasp and sent electric shocks through her womanhood.
By the time he reached her breasts she was short of breath, and her nipples were fully erect. His lips locked onto and suckled each rosy pebble, his teeth gently nipping them. His tongue flicked around the tips furiously as he sucked. As he suckled her sensitive tits, warm water cascaded from the showerhead onto their aroused bodies. It ran between her breasts, stimulating her sensitized skin, adding to the sensations he was already causing. After giving each breast ample attention, he covered her mouth with his again, pushing past her closed lips to caress her warm, soft tongue with his own.
As he kissed her, Steve directed her small hands back to his cock and without thinking; Sarah grasped it and began to slowly stroke the length of it. Her patient moaned into her mouth has he felt himself approaching his own climax.
He decided that he wanted to do what he hadn’t done before, and cum in her mouth before getting down to the serious business of fucking her pussy. He broke the kiss and carefully pushed her off his lap and onto her knees between his legs.
“Time to finish cleaning my cock, Sarah. Just like you did the other day.” When she looked up at him in confusion, he gripped the back of her head in both hands, his fingers entwining themselves in her thick, wet hair, and gently but firmly directed her lips toward his stiff member. Sarah shook her head in refusal, but he rubbed the thick head of his manhood against her mouth, and after a moment, she opened it slightly.
Steve pressed the head past her pursed lips, over the tip of his rigid cock, and slowly she took him into her mouth. Holding her head firmly to guide her, he withdrew. Again, he pressed into her mouth, feeling her tongue and lips slide along the bottom of his shaft. Sarah’s eyes closed as she felt her snatch becoming damp with arousal as he made her begin to suck him off. He watched as her head bobbed at his waist and the warm water pelting both of their bodies added to the erotic feel of her actions. Unintelligible sounds escape Sarah’s throat as he directed her to suck him harder and faster, her shoulders and tits quivering with the exertion.
Steve grabbed handfuls of her hair and increased the pace of the blowjob, pressing her face against him and pulling back. His cock rasped against the back of Sarah’s throat with each thrust. His hips moved in rhythm with her head. He moaned with pleasure as he held the back of her head and fucked her mouth. He pulled her onto his shaft as far as he could and held that position as his cock erupted, sending hot jets spraying against the back of her throat. As Sarah felt his cum shoot into her mouth, he held her in position with his cock buried between her lips. She was forced to swallow several times, but couldn’t manage it all, and milky streams trickled down her chin.
Steve pumped in and out of Sarah’s mouth several more times to make sure he stayed stiff, then taking his cock from her mouth, he pulled her to her feet and made her kneel straddling his hips again. He rubbed his cock against the smooth flesh of her belly as it became trapped between them, and it came to full attention once more.
When he had positioned her on his lap, Steve’s hands began to stroke her sides, slowly caressing the smooth, wet flesh between her hips and arms. His lips pressed against hers; his mouth pressed hers open, his tongue began to probe deeply as his hands moved to explore her stomach and her large tits. His finger traced the pale, thin scar that traveled between her heaving mounds He took a breast in each hand and massaged them, kneading the soft flesh and pinching the sensitive, erect nipples.
Sarah let out a low moan as he lowered his head to her left tit and took the erect nipple into his mouth. “Ahhh… Nooosssaaa!” she gasped as he took as much of the soft mound in as he could, sucking the aroused tip roughly, sending searing bolts of pleasure through her belly to her wet pussy.
Steve groaned as he raised his head and began tasting her other tit. His teeth pulled at the erect nipple as his hand slid down between them to her stomach. He pressed the palm of his hand against her wet pussy. Instinctively, her hips bucked to meet his hand. He plunged two fingers deep inside her aching canal and began pumping. Her hips thrust rhythmically against his hand, her cunt muscles clenching around his fingers.
As his thumb flicked the swollen bud of her clit, Sarah’s body convulsed, and she heard herself cry, “Oh, please… Oh… oh… Ahhh!!” He finger fucked her more rapidly, with more depth as his thumb continued to graze her sensitive, swollen clit. Sarah’s body grew taut with the strain of her impending orgasm. Her hips rocked her back and forth on his lap, and she could feel her pussy mound throb as it rubbed against the length of his cock.
As the peak of her orgasm approached, Steve hooked his fingers inside her cunt and thrust them deeper into her depths. He twisted his fingers with each entry and found her most sensitive spot, pressing it hard and rhythmically.
“Oh, Nooosssaaa!!!” Sarah gasped through clenched teeth as she came against her patient’s hand. Her hips and legs convulsed with the intensity of her climax, and she moaned, “Ahhh, Mr. Bryant, nooo!!”
His fingers continued to fuck her pussy, not letting her orgasm end. “Cum for me, Sarah. That’s it baby, cum for me!”
As she came down from her orgasm he removed his hand, raised her up on the bench and aimed the tip of his cock at her swollen pussy. As soon as she felt him brush against her, she looked down and saw the head of his dick touching her pussy. She pleaded, “Nooo, Oh please, I can’t!”
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Steve guided his cock to Sarah’s pussy and slowly entered her. He was so thick and she was so tight he had to press hard to move past the pink folds. Once the head had pushed past her entrance, he grasped her full hips and started pulling her onto his cock slowly until his ten inches were buried all the way inside her womb, and then pulled out.
He slid in and out a few times then stopped while still buried deep inside her steaming pussy. He looked down between their drenched bodies and said, “Oh Sarah, your pussy feels soooo good…. So tight!”
Sarah’s breath was coming in short gasps as she felt his cock move inside her, touching places that had her body anticipated after having been touched there for the first time just weeks before. She felt her muscles contract around his shaft, sending surges of pleasure through her cunt with each pulse beat. Her small hands gripped his wrists convulsively in time with what was happening inside her pussy, and she cried out, “Oh… oh… oh… Please…! Please, M… Mr. B… Bryant! Ohhh!!”
Sarah felt herself being pulled forward, and she gasped as his massive cock shifted inside her. A low moan escaped her lips has he sucked her sensitive left nipple into his mouth and circled it with his tongue. He paused to mumble against her tit, “Please what, Sarah? Say it.”
Her eyes squeezed shut at the embarrassment of having to say it out loud again, but after Monday, Sarah knew what he wanted her to say. “F… fuck me, Mr. Bryant.” Her breath caught as he bit her nipple lightly, “Ssss…uuhhh… Oh… Oh nossa! Please, m… my pussy …fuck my p…pussy.”
He lifted her up until his length slid out of her, the swollen head of his cock remaining poised just outside her throbbing cunt, “Call me `Steve’, remember? How badly do you want me, Sarah? Show me.”
Almost with a will of its own, Sarah’s right hand left his wrist and moved between her legs to grasp his rigid cock. Her small fingers didn’t fit around it, but she moved it into position, the head just poking into her pink folds. Steve moaned as he felt his manhood press against her, “Ahhh… That’s it Sarah. Put it all the way in.”
She whimpered as she lowered herself, slowly pushing his long, thick maleness all the way inside her throbbing womanhood. She could feel him penetrate deeper and deeper inside her steaming sheath as she mounted him. Part of her mind seemed detached from what was happening to her. A wave of shame and embarrassment came over her as she realized that she was willingly taking this man’s penis into her. The wave vanished as she filled her pussy with his manhood, as though his rock hard shaft were physically pushing it out of her. Sarah felt her pussy spasm uncontrollably as his cock pressed against her cervix, sending her into another intense orgasm.
When he felt her cum, Steve began raising and lowering her hips, slowly at first and then faster. As he leaned forward to kiss her, his shaft continued to piston in and out of her tight pussy. Over and over again, he lifted her up and then pulled her roughly against his hips and fucked deep into her womb. Sarah’s hands had moved to grip his biceps; her fingernails digging into his skin as his long, thick cock fucked her relentlessly. He licked his way to her neck, grunting and groaning softly into her ear as his meat slammed into her increasingly well fucked pussy.
“Oh, fuck! Oh, Sarah! Shit, you’re such a great fuck!” His right hand traveled from her hip to cup her bobbing tit while his left hand moved around, gripping her ass cheek to make sure she continued riding his cock. He kneaded her 36C tit with his hand, rasping his thumb over its erect tip over and over again, whispering in her ear how beautiful her tits were.
As he fondled her tit and drove his cock in and out of her, Sarah’s mind abandoned her to the sensations enveloping her body. From what seemed a long way off, she heard herself whimper in time with his thrusts, “Ah… ah… ahhh… Uh! Oh! N… nooosa… Oh! Oh! Y… yes… yes… Oh! P… lease… Harder! Fuck… fuck… me, harder!”
Steve loved the feel of Sarah’s over stimulated body as it moved against him. As their rhythm quickened, her pussy muscles tightened around his cock. His strokes came harder and deeper each time until he knew she was close to climaxing again. Her pussy contracted around him. She cried out in ecstasy as she began cumming. He clenched a handful of hair in his right hand and held it still, making her look at him as she succumbed to another orgasm.
“Ohhh yeah, Sarah! I can feel you cumming for me. You’ve got such a tight little cunt.” He moaned as he bottomed out, his cockhead thrusting deep inside her throbbing core. He raised her part way off him, and then slammed in and out of her hard and fast several times, feeling his cum welling up but wanting to wait for her to cum with him as he filled her tight box with his jiz.
Sarah cried out as her climax seemed to build instead of subside each time he pounded into her. She could feel his cock swell, the thick head seeming larger each time it crashed into her. She felt his cock growing inside her, and knew he was close to cumming. She felt panic rise along side her orgasm as she remembered that her womb could be fertile and just waiting for him to flood it with his sperm.
She grunted in time with his thrusts, as she tried to get the words out to beg him to stop, “Uh, uh, uh, uhhh! Oh, oh, oh, p…p…please, Mr. Bryant….Ahhh! P… p… please don’t c…um ins…side me! Oh, oh, ahhh… ahhh!! P… please, if you c…um in… side me, I… I might g… get p… pregnant! P… please… ahhh… ohhh… AHHH!!!”
When he heard her words, they sent Steve over the edge. He gave one final thrust deep inside her, causing Sarah’s climax to reach its peak just as the head of his cock swelled and then exploded, bathing her insides with his scalding hot cum and, some distant part of her knew, launching his sperm through her vagina into her uterus seeking out the tiny target that might be there. Then as another hot blast of cum erupted into her, it drove away everything except the intense orgasm that was crashing through her body.
Steve’s hands gripped her narrow waist tightly as he held her pussy pressed against his groin, the intensity of his own orgasm surprised even him as he filled her full of his jiz. Sarah’s back arched as she rode the wave of her climax, and he buried his face between her swaying tits, hissing against her flushed, wet skin, “Ahhh, Sarah. Feel me cum inside your tight pussy, baby! Oh shit, you’re such a great fuck!” and then moving to suck one of her waiting nipples.
As Sarah began to come down from her orgasm, her cunt seemed to pulse around her patient’s shaft, milking the last few drops of cum from its engorged head. She drew a ragged breath, “Ssssssss…. Uhhhh…. Ohhh, I can feel you so deep inside me… Uhaahh…” Abruptly, as if a string had been cut, the strength of her climax vanished, and she slumped against his chest with a long moan, his still hard cock firmly planted between her legs as she quietly gasped for breath.
A hand gripped the back of Sarah’s head and guided her mouth to his, his tongue slipping between her soft lips to caress hers as his other hand fondled her tit. After a lazy few moments exploring her smooth body, Steve lifted her off his softening member, and set her in a kneeling position on the bench next to him. She was still weak from her multiple orgasms, and had to steady herself with her hands against the wall of the shower.
Careful of his broken leg, Steve stood behind her and spread her legs, pausing to insert a finger between the swollen pink folds of her cunt. Sarah gasped raggedly as he slowly finger-fucked her to the edge of another orgasm. As he felt her pussy beginning to clench at his long digit spasmodically, he withdrew it with an abruptness that cause her to whimper. He carefully propped his broken leg next to hers on the bench, and she felt the thick head of his rapidly hardening shaft brush against her pussy lips.
Sarah drew a sharp breath as he entered her waiting hole with agonizing slowness. She felt his long, thick manhood fill her inch-by-inch, growing longer and harder as it drove waves of pleasure before it. As his cock traveled deeper into her cunt, his strong hands moved from gripping her hips, up to surround her narrow waist. He pulled her body another inch or two onto his cock, before sliding his hands around to cup her ample tits, kneading them roughly before rolling her large, sensitive nipples into hard tips. This caused her to gasp as sensations seemed to shoot from the taut pink nubs down to the hot center of her womanhood where Steve’s manhood was moving inside her.
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