The Visiting Nurse Ch. 06
Author’s note: This is a continuation of a series featuring a young visiting nurse with an insatiable oral fetish, beginning her first job in rural West Virginia. We do thank you for making Chapter 4 of this series the Reader’s Choice winner for 2002 and hope you continue to enjoy, not only this one, but future installments!
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Sitting in her car, Dawn looked at the chart. “Michael, age 28. 6-1, 175 pounds. Fall from ladder. Minor neurological damage first suspected, diagnosis of musculoskeletal damage determined. Pt. regaining use of legs. Depression manifested after fall. Meds ordered-responding. Sometimes belligerent. Physical therapy ordered. Prognosis: Good.” So young to have so many problems, but at least it looked like he would recover. Her thoughts drifted to Ben. This was her first day on the job as an actual visiting nurse but she couldn’t shake the experience of the glory hole he had taken her to. Never in her life could she have imagined sucking so many cocks in one night before. All sizes and shapes, she had loved them all. Even as she read the chart, her oral fetish dominated her thoughts. She was unable to shake the sexual excitement she felt thinking about a hard, wet cock fucking in and out of her mouth and spitting it’s cum deep in her throat.
But, what really stood out in her mind was old Ben and the long, luxurious final blow job of the night she had given him on the ride home. Remembering how much hot, juicy cum he had squirted in her mouth and down her throat, and all the guys that that had orally gang-banged her mouth just before, was making her pussy wet and her thoughts burned with her craving desire to do it again and again. Her fingers pushed at her crotch anxiously as she dreamed about the next chance she would have to get back to the bookstore for another round of face-fucking! Then, like a bad dream, came the hideous thoughts of the two police officers that had stopped her. Sure, she had enjoyed it, but would have done it for them without them having had to get rough with her. “Assholes,” she thought, shaking her head and looking at the chart one more time. It was time to get to work.
Getting out of her car, she fluffed her long strawberry-blonde hair and moved toward the small house, her nursing bag in one hand and clipboard in the other. Putting the bag down, she knocked on the front door. A voice boomed inside letting her know it wasn’t locked. Pushing the door open, she walked in and saw a man, Michael, lying on the bed waiting for her. The bed had obviously been moved to the living room. His head was propped up on pillows and the television was on but the sound turned down. He stared at her, not sure what the tall, leggy nurse was going to do or say. He was tired of them coming to his home, but there was a softness to her eyes and her voice was even softer.
“You must be Michael,” she said, smiling at the young man lying on the bed.
“Yeah, you my new nurse?”
“Yes, Michael, I am…will be for at least a couple weeks; name is Dawn, Dawn Thompson.”
“You’re sure a lot prettier than them other ones.”
“Oh, Michael, c’mon. Thank you. They’re all good nurses though, but thank you for being so sweet.”
“So, what today? More physical therapy, I suppose?”
There was an angry tone to his voice, but it was understandable. A young guy laid up, unable to get around like he was once did and of course the depression leading him to believe nothing would ever be the same. She looked down at the notes ignoring his comments for a moment. “Looks like you’ve been laid up almost six weeks now.”
“Brilliant observation, nurse,” he said, sarcastically. “You know what it’s like to lay on your back for six weeks?”
“No, Michael, I don’t. I can only imagine it would be horrible and probably very lonely.”
“Yeah, it is. I used to be out almost every night, drinking with my buddies, picking up women at the bar. You know how many of ‘em have stopped by…none! Great bunch of fucking friends they are. All I’ve been seeing is old lady nurses until you came here. Hell, you don’t even look old enough to be a nurse.”
“Oh, Michael, you’re such a kidder,” she laughed, trying to break the tension. “Listen, I have to be your nurse first, but I can be your friend too!”
“Yeah, well most of my friends don’t stick me with needles and twist my legs around!” he joked, and for the first time, smiled.
She felt a sense of pride having broken through his harshness and easing his anger. “I don’t want to do any of those things, Michael, I really don’t, but I’m afraid I have to. We need to get you well so you can get out with your friends and get some more of those women,” she laughed. The smile on his face broadened.
“But,” she said, “we do have to do a blood draw, take a urine sample and a little physical therapy…I’ll be gentle though, I promise,” she said, her voice soothing and reassuring.
“Blood, every time it’s blood and then a urine sample! You wanna hold my dick while I piss in a bottle,” he said, his voice sounding angry again, or maybe he just testing her mettle.
At first his course language took her aback, but she remained calm. She was after all a trained professional and besides, even though she knew it was wrong, the thought of his cock excited her. Holding it while he urinated wouldn’t be very professional and her next words to him wouldn’t be either, but somehow she had to break through the nasty veneer of the man. “Sure Michael, if that’s what it takes to get you through this, I’ll hold your dick while you piss in a bottle for me; you’d like that wouldn’t you!”
All of a sudden the man laughed. “I like you, a lot more them then other ones. You do what you need to do! Sorry if I sounded a little gruff but you just don’t understand what I’ve been through.”
“No, I probably don’t, but we’ll learn together and get you well.”
“Would you really hold my dick while I pee?” he asked jokingly.
“Of course I would,” she teased. They both smiled at each other but it was time to get to work. Taking a syringe from her bag, she knew he must have seen these several times a week and probably was tired of them, but it had to be done. “Have to do a CK, you know, we have to check…”
“I know, I know, creatine levels and all that stuff or whatever…let’s just do it.”
She tightened the rubber banding around his arm, tapped it several times and inserted the needle into arm. She hit a vein easily in his muscular arm filling four vials of blood. “There, that wasn’t so bad was it?” she asked him. Placing a ball of cotton on his arm, she taped it down and told him to crook his arm at the elbow and apply pressure to it.
“No, and now the big one before we start moving and twisting my legs around.” He opened the pajama bottoms he wore moving them out of the way. His huge, uncircumcised cock was lying across his thigh. From her bag she pulled out a specimen bottle and handed it to him. Her eyes were locked on his cock climbing out of his bushy pubic hair. She believed she saw it twitch ever so slightly. Maybe not, but his cock looked so large and he wasn’t even hard. Her mind flashed back to the night at the glory hole and to one man in particular. His cock was so long and thick, not unlike Michael’s. She remembered being on her knees, tipping her head back and opening her throat to take his monster dick in as far as she could. She could still feel and taste the spicy cum surging hotly out of the small furrow across the head of his cock filling her unrelenting mouth and leaking back out over her lips. Her eyes stared dreamily at Michael’s cock, wondering what it would be like to have it rammed in her mouth.
“Hey, nurse, earth to nurse!” he called out, almost howling with laughter catching her daydreaming eyes.
“Sorry. Would you like me to turn around while you do this?” she asked him.
He chuckled. “I thought you were going to help me!” His eyes burned into her deep blue eyes. She wondered if he was serious. “Just kidding, sweetheart, but you can watch…the rest of them don’t seem to care, unless it bothers you to see something squirting out of my dick of course,” Michael laughed again. She thought to herself if he only knew about her he would know what a ridiculous comment it was. Maybe by now though, she wondered, maybe he really did know.
“C’mon, Michael, I’m a nurse. I’ve seen men do this, I’ve put catheters in for pete’s sake.”
“Maybe you can do it someday for Mike’s sake,” he joked. He moved to his side and holding the the open end of the bottle down by the head of his cock and began to fill it but his eyes remained on her face. She didn’t notice he was looking at her, watching him place the end of his cock at the top of the bottle, she stood mesmerized. He pulled the skin back and his pee began to trickle out filling the small bottle. He capped the bottle of yellow fluid letting the rest run into a bed pan. “Here you go, sweetie,” she heard him say as he handed her the specimen bottle and moved the bed pan to the floor. His words broke her concentration on his cock.
“Thanks, that wasn’t so bad was it?”
“Not so bad for who?” he laughingly asked her.
The young nurse was sure of it now. He was well aware of what she wanted having caught her penetrating eyes boring in on his cock and was certain he had seen the wanton look of lust in her eyes while he filled the bottle with his honey colored pee. She had never watched a man do this before, not like this anyway. She had inserted her share of catheters and watched the yellowish, sometimes orange, urine running through the tube, but this was different. Still, it was clear pearls of precum she longed for and the ultimate prize-the milky, white cream of his hot cum pouring into her hot, moist mouth. It could be now, another day or maybe it would never would. At this point she wasn’t sure what would happen next and feared being more bold without a clear signal from him. Still, she wondered, maybe he had already given it and there was only one way to find out.
“Michael, let’s try your physical therapy, but let’s try it a little different. That is, if you don’t mind?” she asked in a suggestive tone.
“Darling, you do it anyway you want!” His voice was soft, calm and had an understanding tone to it now. She knew with certainty he was aware of what was coming next-him!
Bending over the bed, her mouth moved to his inner-thighs. She licked up and down the insides and he wiggled his legs. She heard him chuckle and say something about his legs already getting a workout, but she was too engrossed now in what she was doing. Her mouth moved up and her tongue licked and lapped gently at his balls. Her hands went under him, grasping at his ass cheeks and pulled him up higher. She felt him move and his hand slid a pillow under his ass. Crawling on the bed, she positioned herself between his spread legs. Her tongue moved along the crease of his ass and then pushed just inside. The pillow had freed her hands and one of them grabbed his cock. Her fist tightened around the shaft and worked it slowly up and down while her tongue continued to slide around his ass and then move back up tickling at his balls again.
The skin surrounding the head of his cock was pulled back by her clasping hand, still stroking his cock. Her eyes glanced up and she saw the wet, slimy juice dripping from the head. Her eyes were transfixed on his clear fluid glistening on the head. In a moment, her tongue moved away from his balls and she looked up at him. “Oooh, Michael, I have to drink some of that pre-fuck juice…right now!” Without waiting for answer, she moved her body upward and her eyes were just a couple inches away from the swollen head of his dick. She could feel the familiar twinge of excitement in her pussy. Her mouth moved forward and took just the tip of his cock in her mouth. He could feel her tongue criss-crossing the top and then heard her swallow hard. Her hand gripped his shaft tight and pushed upward squeezing, forcing more precum from the tiny slit and into her mouth. Again she swallowed.
Her mouth opened wider and sucked his hard prick into her mouth. Her mouth formed a vacuum around his shaft as her head bobbed slowly up and down the length of his still growing cock. Her cheeks sunk into her face from the suction she applied, her tongue moving delicately over the sensitive underside of his shaft. Michael frantically pushed his hips up to pump her mouth faster, but she sucked harder, her mouth tightening in one spot when he did. When he would finally stop trying to force the fucking cock in and out of her mouth, she would again move her head up and down again, slowly, licking and sucking his cock with each up and down movement of her mouth. She kept control, knowing the man probably had not come, at least with a woman, for several weeks now. Dawn hoped the longer she teasingly sucked that maybe, somehow, she could produce even more of his built-up cum he longed to shoot. It was a silly belief on her part, but somewhere deep inside of him was a pool of cum; a deep reservoir of hot, boiling cum and she wanted it. She knew it would be just a matter of moments, but she would make him wait as long as she could to intensify his orgasm and fulfill her starving desire to drain him dry.
Soft moans emanated deep within her throat as she continued sucking his cock and her thoughts of him filling her mouth with a load of cum she hoped would be hot and heavy. Fucking her mouth in longer, deeper thrusts, his cock slammed all the way into her mouth and soon her face was buried in his drenched pubes. Withdrawing, her mouth slid back to the top of his cock, only to swallow it all the way down again. She could feel his bloated cock filling her mouth and the head pushing deep against the back of her throat. She held her mouth locked at the root of his shaft and twisted her head back and forth in semi-circular motions intensifying his pleasure in a way he had never before experienced. He could feel her chin tapping into his balls until she eased the pressure of her lips and slid her mouth back up the shaft of his cock.
Her mouth moved faster up and down and his hips started to move countering her movements. From the tip to the base and back, he fucked in and out her mouth as hard and as fast as he could. His body was quivering. She could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth. The young nurse’s lips rested on the head of his cock, her tongue stabbing at it before she sucked it back into her warm mouth. Holding her lips tightly around the head of his cock, she sucked, waiting for what she craved most-his white, hot cum. His hips raised off the pillow trying to push deeper into her mouth, but he was unable to. Her lips held tightly like a vise just under the head. Her tongue moved over the head and Michael struggled on the bed until he exploded, a massive load of searing cum pouring out of his long neglected cock. Her mouth filled with the sticky substance, flowing forcefully out of the hole that not long before had filled the bottle with his piss. She swallowed hard and fast as his cum continued to run out of his cock, not in spurts like she expected, but in a long, almost continual stream. The sounds of her ecstasy and lust filled the room as she continued to swallow, as did his groans, and then swallowed some more.
She held his cock in her mouth as it softened and nursed on it. Her soft moans were the evidence of her desires being fulfilled. She licked, sucked and kissed his cock, refusing to let it go, waiting for it to grow hard again in her cum stained mouth. He writhed on the bed trying to break free of the clutches of her mouth and finally, with his hands, pushed her face away.
“Damn, honey, that’s enough for now!” he laughed after he had freed his cock from her mouth.
“You wanna rest for minute?” she asked, her voice hoarse from excitement.
“Yeah, maybe a minute, just give me a minute.”
“Ooooh, Michael, I want more! I want more cum! C’mon Michael, fill my mouth with your hot cream again, please Michael…please fuck my mouth again!”, she begged but let him lie quietly, her fingers playing lightly with his cock. Time went by, slowly for her, but finally his cock began to grow again. She watched it, almost studied it. It looked so monstrous as she held it in front of her face. She hadn’t realized how big it was really was. In her small hands, she couldn’t believe the size of the cock that had just been buried so deeply in her mouth.
Her fingers tightened around the burgeoning shaft. She pulled and twisted trying somehow to make it even bigger. The purplish head was so big and angry looking now. “Take it, suck it in!” she heard him scream out.
She ran her hand up and down the full length of his shaft again. He let out a sigh. She could feel his heavy cock continue to harden and grow in her hand. Strands of precum ran from the tip to her moving hand. She rubbed his excited cock in both hands and her lips went to the head sipping the clear juice away. Her hands continued to circle his cock forcing more of the nectar from his cock and into her demanding mouth as her tongue swirled in tight circles around the head. One hand moved down the shaft and her fingers pushed just under his balls. Her other hand moved faster on the shaft and her mouth continued sipping the slimy clear substance from the head of his cock until he pushed it upward into her mouth.
Michael started to lightly moan, and then groan loudly. One of his hands went to her shoulder, the other to the top of her head. His fingers tangled in her hair as she sucked the swollen cock into her mouth again. She sucked it deeper inside her mouth and he assisted, fucking it even deeper into her mouth. His fingertips ripped into her shoulder and she let out a moan. She broke away, “More cum…more…Michael…give me more your hot cum…Mmmm, Michael…,” her animated voice trailing off as her mouth moved back over his cock and took it deeper and deeper with each upward thrust of his hips. She could feel his cock pulsating in her mouth again. Her sucking became more ardent. Her cheeks were again being forced in as she sucked him wildly and with reckless abandon waiting for him to shoot again.
Michael’s cock pushed even harder and felt like it was drilling into her mouth deeper than before. His large cock was almost choking her this time. She fought to get her breath but his fucking of her face was relentless. She tried to pull away but his hand knotted in her hair holding her head in place letting his cock punish her mouth. Still, there was a passion in her that drove her on she couldn’t resist. His hand moved from her shoulder to top of her head joining the other one and both clenched her head hard pulling it down, forcing his cockhead far beyond the deep recesses of her throat.
Even though he had just come, she could sense his body tense up and could feel his load of cum moving up the shaft of his cock. He cried out, “I’m going to come…shit, I’m coming!” His orgasm just as powerful as the first. With his cock jammed against the back of her throat, she was unable to swallow his squirting cum. It filled the back of her throat and flooded back out of her mouth over her chin and down his shaft. He finally pulled his cock back and some of the hot jizm flooding her mouth ran down her throat. She sucked and swallowed, savoring the taste of his hot cum. She sounded like a purring kitten as she continued to let the remainder of his cum slide sweetly down her throat. Her eyes, glazed over, rolled back and her mouth moved forward again sucking at his cock, trying to squeeze even more cum from it until he was once again forced to push her ravishing mouth away.
“You really like that stuff!”
“Mmmm, Michael, I do…I love it!” Her voice sounded sweet and earnest letting him know of her love for his cum and he knew somehow she had been overtaken by her feelings of lust for his precious juice.