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Naughty Nurse (Skyro&angelicxdream)

Skyro

Super-Earth
Joined
Mar 1, 2010
Redfield's Hospital resided on the outskirts of a small city in western America. It was a modest ordeal, with all the usual fittings of a hospital. Everything seemed to be a metallic colour and glistened as the cleaners made full circles of the hospital, finishing one spot only to move onto the next, eventually going round and round in circles.

The hospital wasn't big but it got its fair share of use, people from the neighbouring city would often come here, it was slightly cheaper than those operating inner cities, and the service was just as good. As a result, the waiting rooms were ofen crowded, and loud, despite a number of signs posted around about keeping the noise down. Most of the racket was caused by children running around screaming and shouting while their parents were too tired to care.

The hospital employed a fair number of medical staff, most of the staff base made up of nurses that worked shifts, rarely ever working the same week twice in a row. The nurses station was always busy none the less with people wanting more painkillers or just the offduty nurses gossiping in their little huddles. It was as if they were still in the school playground. Each nurse had to wear the same uniform, it was untraditional in that all the nurses had to wear black scrubs with their unform, but in a more traditional fashion, a small hat with a small white cross on it. Classic.

The hospital had very litte in the way of expensive, speical rooms for the more privledged patients. Only four such rooms existed, each one labelled by a different colour. Red, green, yellow and blue.

It was in room blue that Ralf sat, quietly tapping away at his keyboard. He was a successful company CEO in his early thirties who had inhertied the business from his father three or four years prior and had since become a very important person in the world of skin products. His powerful features stared at the screen, his green eyes reading line after line of emails from clients across the globe. He would occassionally run his hand through think, dark hair and rub his forehead.

He had come here a week ago complaining of stomach pains and now he sat, one organ less. He had to have an emergency appendix removal and an infection he had picked up on one of his tours in Africa had kept him here even though he should have been able to leave the hospital the day before.

Nurses milled around his room, coming in and out, checking if he had a fever, checking if he felt ok, even checking if he was using the toilet properly!

He just wanted to get out of here and see his darling wife and daughter. Mostly his wife, he had been caught on two occassions now with a hard on through lack of being able to see his wife.. or any freetime.

One nurse in particular paid attention to him, and it was at that moment that this nurse decided to enter the room. Closing his laptop, he looked towards the nurse as she pulled the glass door aside and stepped inside. "Hello there," he said cheerily.
 
Unfortunately, patients had to wait a while for the next available nurse to see them. Although this was an expensive, high-end hospital, you still had the incredibly long wait times. Claire picked up the clipboard that was hanging from the glass right beside the door and quickly examined the patient, pushing her clear glasses up her nose, and pushed the door open. She was a small brunette, in her late twenties, but looked to be much younger. Often, she was mistaken for someone who was younger than she was, which was a compliment in itself. She had dark curls, that now hung like waves down her back, tied up in a neat ponytail for sanitation reasons. She had just been employed by the hospital a year ago, and now, she was settling into her normal routine as a full time nurse. She held the clipboard in her hand, perched against her arm, wearing a white tank-top and a pair of white skinny jeans under her lab coat. She had never met Ralf before, that's why she had the clipboard of his medical history.

"Ralf?" She had just walked in, and had started to talk to him, but then she saw him buried deep in his laptop. Frowning, she said, "No, you're not allowed to use your computer while undergoing recovery from your procedure." She had read about the successful surgery that the doctor had performed yesterday. Picking up the pen that hung behind her ear, she scribbled something down along the lines of "distracted, computer problems = stress?" She came over to the bed, and pressed a few buttons until he was sitting more upright, instead of sitting down. She could see him better this way, and asked, "Did you take the medication the doctor told you to take?" When she had walked in, she was surprised by how attractive he was, she was attracted to dark haired men, men who exuded power and wealth, and he was one of those men she rarely saw at the hospital. Sitting down beside him on the bed, something she would never normally do, she ran her fingers up and down his thigh, "Hope you weren't waiting too long..."
 
He answered her questions swiftly. Each one he had been asking a dozen times before, he was becoming bored of the same old routine. He just wanted out. He was quite annoyed when she shut the laptop and removed it from him, there were important business emails he had to read and reply to but he had a feeling this was not a woman you said 'no' to.

Smiling as she sat down next to him, he looked her up and down. Her tank top and jeans complimented her shape perfectly, amplifing her perkey breasts and round ass. She revealed quite a curvy figure before him. Her hair was the perfect shade and was beautiful done up. The entire look made her look like a very stern woman, but at the same time there was something erotic about her. Something lustful.

As she sat on the bed next to him, she ran her finger up his thigh. Instinctively, he wanted to pull away. He loved his wife! But his body told him different. Without being satisfied in over a week, he was quickly aroused and the bed sheets lifted to show his manhood growing. He sighed, "I'm so sorry," he said aplogising, trying desperately to reduce the ever growing organ. "It's..." he didn't know what to say, "been a while," he eventually settled on.

He didn't know what else to say, she was a sexy women and she was running her finger up his thigh after a week with no relief! It was torture!
 
"I'm Claire." Claire got up off the bed, and satisfied with his growing organ and at least, he wasn't in the hospital for that, an erectile dysfunction. She walked toward the medical cabinet, where it was stuffed with tins of cotton balls, and other things. Instead of reaching for something, she began to take off her lab coat and placed it on her clothes hook, glued right against the door. She walked over to the bed, and began her travel up toward his crotch, her hand reaching and groping with the tent in there, "Mm..." she said. She licked her lips, and without his permission, she started to grope him harder, rubbing the area, but told him to get up and undress him, himself. Something about a willing partner, ready to take off his clothes for her, was arousing. "Why hasn't your wife been fucking you? ", she asked. She wanted to know why, she knew he was a busy man, but she wanted to know if it was because he had been busy, or because his wife just didn't put out. And if that was the case, well.. she could easily kick his wife out. She was sure that she was just as disposable as the cotton balls were that she used on patients. You wouldn't think she would be so cynical, but looking at that cock grow, she knew that she wanted to keep this man to herself. And she would take whatever it took to keep him in her own little cage.

If he wouldn't take off his clothes, well.. she would know how to prepare something to make him do it for her. While he did that, she walked over in her bright red heels and hopped down from the bed. Taking off her clothes, she began to striptease, taking off articles of clothing off her sexy, little body. Reaching up, she took her hairband out of her hair and let small curls fall, some reaching her firm, hard nipples, and touching the orbs, concealing them from his view for now. She took off her clothes until she was naked except for her shoes on. He would realize that she didn't care if he was married or not, and didn't crawl back onto the bed just yet. She let him admire her body, not all men got the chance to admire her body. She turned around, and bent over the desk, spreading her ass cheeks, and letting him see her shaven, clean-cut pussy from the rear. She licked her fingers, turning around and dove her fingers to rub against the entrance of her pussy, before firmly fingering her tight little cunt. "You know, this is a service that is going to cost a little extra..." Walking back to the bed, she ran her fingers down his chest, kissing her way down his neck, leaving bright, red marks of lipstick. His wife would know that he had cheated on her and she liked that idea.
 
Ralf was torn. He hadn't felt so aroused in months and his cock was now at its full length, bursting to be released from its prison. The bed sheets were a tent now, and Claire pranced around the room as if she was doing nothing wrong. When she bent over and spread her ass cheeks, Ralf could have cummed right there and then. His wife was overweight and hadn't stripteased for Ralf since they were teenagers. And she had never shaved like that.

His dick told him to give it up and allow this woman to have her way. His heart told him different. Keeping a stern face, he looked down at Claire as she left kiss marks running all the way up his neck. His breathing as heavy where he was so sexually aroused. "No," he panted, trying to stop her dropping any lower on his body, "I have a wife and a child." He had to pause as Claire gently squeezed his sensative dick. He had done nothing but wank for three months with his wife not interested.

Should he just let himself go? It DID feel good...

"No." He finally said with defiance, "I can not do this."

And so he crossed his arms and refused to move, he had no idea what this crazy bitch had planned next.
 
Claire had always gotten her way, and when people didn't let her have her way, she got angry. She didn't care if he had just gotten married, and was incredibly in love with his wife. She didn't care if he had three children. There. She found pieces of leather she had used to tie patients down to the bed when they had become insane, and she had to call help from security. This time she wouldn't need security. Securing his wrists to the bed, she said, "Fuck you." In fact, that was exactly what she was going to do. Walking over to the side of the room, she bent over her desk and prepared to inject him, taking out a small glass pot, and pressing the needle until it filled up with liquid. She yanked his pants down, and quickly his boxers. "I try to do it the easy way. But you don't want that. So, you have to get punished." She didn't hesitate as she yanked off his shirt, pushed the needle straight into his arm within seconds and waited as her formula took place. She strapped his legs down to the bed, tieing him down firmly with the leather straps.

"Mmm.." She had already aggressively taken him inside her warm, wet mouth. His cock was covered with saliva, and she could already taste the salty precum. Her head bobbed up and down, carressing and tasting the hard cock that he had given her. Swirling her tongue around it, she knew he was getting more and more aroused, she could feel it in her hand, as she jerked him off into her mouth. He was lucky she was being so considerate and blowing him in the first place. She wouldn't do that to her regular patients. Swirling her tongue around the sensitive cockhead, she bobbed her head up and down. "I"ll make you forget about your stupid, fucking wife." She wasn't stopping until her mouth was full to the rim with hard cock, "Fuck. Mm... that's a nice, big cock you have..." She was going to use her saliva as lubrication for what was going to come. She was going to fuck him so hard that he was going to forget about even having a wife and child. She had fucked married men before, she had thought that this one would be no different.
 
He wanted to resist, but his hands and feet were now tied against the bed. What was this crazy bitch doing?! He lay there, helpless to watch as she bent back over the drawers, her pussy showing getting him further aroused. When she emerged with a needle he was afriad.

"WHAT THE FU.." he tried to shout, but alrady she had injected the needle into his arm. He could feel himself beginning to get light headed. His eyes were drooping and althought he had expected to pass out, he stayed awake. But he had no energy left to fight.

She freed his monster from its cage, taking down his pants and leaving them round his ankles. With his boxers down, his manhood stood up tool. A good 7" was present and there was at least another half an inch to add to that. She took him in her mouth and the feeling was incredible. It had been almost a year since he had last got head, and even then, it wasn't very good. This was different, his cock was throbbing as her tongue swirled around. Beating against the head lightly. He no longer cared for what his wife was doing, or abouth is child. He just wanted to fuck htis woman, he wanted to put his throbbing member into each and everyone one of her holes in turn and push himself deep inside. Ramming her pussy, and feeling her tonsils.

She continued to bob up and down, he wanted to move his hips in time with her movements, but was restrained too tight. All that he could do was moan softly as she continued to stroke and carress his pulsing dick.
 
Claire loved the way it throbbed in her hand, it was begging for more of her mouth, and she could tell that he was hot, too hot to give up her offer. Looking up at him, she sucked on the cock head, demanding more and more cock, bobbing her head up and down, her tongue licking up and down the big, hot piece of meat. She hadn't gotten much cock lately, and she was anxious for it. She made a small suckling sound, gripping it tightly in her hand, jerking him once she pulled her mouth out to break. She moved down to lick and suck on his balls, slapping it with her tongue, using her saliva as lubrication to jerk him off faster and faster. She went back to his cock to plunge it deep in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down, shoving her mouth down on his cock, pushing him in farther and father inside her mouth. Swirling her tongue up and down his cock, bringing him back inside her warm, wet mouth. She was hungry for more and more cock, and knew that if he came, she would punish him. He wasn't allowed to release until she had, and she planned to release once she took his cock to shove inside her warm cunt. She spread out his legs, deepthroating his wet, coated cock, her head bobbing up and down, her mouth coming back for more and more.

She was ready, her cunt was dripping, getting onto the bed with him, her legs straddling him, rubbing his saliva soaked cock against the tight entrance, and within seconds, pushed down, forcing him to be inside her, her fingers running through her hair, her breasts bouncing heavily with each downward thrust. She had decided to take it slow, to torture him with each thrust, biting her lip from screaming. Slowly, she went down. She could feel every inch going inside her, inch by inch, her breathing was ragged, and heavy. "Ugh! OH..." She let out a surprised gasp, feeling his balls slap against her rear, taking advantage of her patient but she didn't care. It felt too damn good! Her nipples puckered up with the cool air, slamming into her, her shoes were still on her feet, digging into the cushion on the bed as she heard it creak with every thrust, squeezing her eyes shut. "Mmm!!"
 
Ralf could do nothing while Claire abused his hard, throbbing cock. Each movement of her tongue sent another tidal wave of feelings through his body. He time his cock entered her hot, wet mouth, he got more and more horny. At times he tried to move, to grab her head and push it down deep on his cock. He wanted to feel the back her throat, he wanted to hear her gag. But he was helpless as he ran her tongue up and down his cock, dancing on the tip before decesendin again. Her head bobbing was one of the most amazing images he had ever seen. He longed to gather her head into a bunch and thrust his cock hard and fast inside her.

Then she stopped, "No, don't stop," he allowed to slip out without realising it. The drugs made him useless, he wanted this now, he wanted to cum all over this woman in front of him. Then she straddled him, he could see her wet, glinting juices running down the inside of her leg. Her pussy looked sensitive as she wanked him off, slowly before situating herself over him and plunging his cock deep inside her moist, hot cunt. Slowly she began to move up and down, teasing him with each go. He could hear the bed creaking and he could do nothing. He longed to turn her over and bang her fast, deep and fast but she teased him. Moving slowly. His balls slammed into her and it felt good. Everything felt good.

"Yes," he said, "faster!" He doubted she cared what he wanted but he had to say it anyway. "Harder and faster!" He felt like the woman in this relationship but he didn't care. He just wanted to shoot hot jets of cum all over her beautiful body.
 
Claire enjoyed watching her little victim writhe underneath her, and what would he say if she told him that he was on tape? She grinned, she liked the idea of taping her sexual rendezvous. She could watch it over and over again, or perhaps send it out to his family. She did have his address on file. Her legs were spread out over his body, looking down at him, spread out on the bed, fucking him mercilessly. She was taking out her aggression out on him, her hips thrusting down harder and harder at his cock. "FUCK, take that!" He wanted it faster and deeper, he would get it. Her big breasts bounced with every thrust, her hips having a mind of their own as they continued their assault on his big cock, breathing out heavily. Her hips arched, pounding down on his wet cock that slide inside, her pussy clenching him inside of him. "Ah! Ah! You like that?" She reached down and grabbed his balls firmly in her hand, panting. "Ooh! Oh, fuck! FUCK." She bit her lip when it got to be too much, slowing down momentarily to pull him out and slap him against her clit, grinding him there for a minute before pushing him back inside. "Uh! Uh!" She cried out, she was getting close to cumming all over his big, thick cock.

Pulling him out for a minute, she bent over to slap his cock over her tongue, slipping it in for a good suckling, bobbing her head up and down, and bringing him back into her mouth for a minute. "Mmm..." She said, and turned around, this time-- she was in reverse cowgirl, her back was facing him. He would only be able to see the slight curves of her breasts, as she pounded down fiercely on his cock. "AH! Fuck! FUCK!" He was going to make her cum, if he didn't, he would be paying with more cock. Shoving him back inside her cunt, she took over, aggressively pounding him inside her, almost to the point of pain, where she would use his cock so much that it would break, hearing the slaps of skin on skin, making her scream out with each gasp, her body spasming and cumming all over his thick cock. "UH! FUCK."
 
His dick was inside her hot wet cum and it loved it. He loved it. Clentching his fists, he grabbed the bedcovers as hard as he could while she slammed down on his huge, rock hard cock. She was screaming in front of him and pleasure raced through his body. He hadn't had sex in months, he hadn't had good sex in years, he had never had this kind of sex. It was the most amazing feeling he had ever felt. He tensed as she grabbed his balls and continued to ride him. All he good see was her back and then her ass as it rose up and then forceablely fell again down the shaft of his cock with a squelched.

He could feel juices running down onto him, as she pushed her self on him, over and over. His eyes looked above him and rolled into the back of his head as she slapped his cock against her clit. MORE MORE! he thought as she teased him before putting his manhood back in her experienced pussy. Occassionally he let out whimpers, yelps, moans as she used him like a toy. But he didn't care.

The drug's effect took hold of his more as colours began to appear from the ceiling and wrapped themselves around the nurse's refined body. He could hardly focus. Then it came, the first indication that he would soon explode his hot, sticky cum inside her. His balls clentched, he bit down trying not to scream but he had to let out a low, long groan as she pushed him ever closer to the brink. He dick began to tense and he trashed about, the colours in the room dancing in front of him.

"FUCK! I'M GONNA CUM!" he called as she continued to slam down on him...
 
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