Nurse - 1

It was the second night I spent watching over my elderly mother after surgery. To avoid the risk of delirium, the doctor was happy that she could see a familiar face when she woke up at night. The first night I had barely slept, and during the day I had occasionally slept an hour when my mother came to visit. Now it was dark again, and in the stillness of the night I heard only the occasional thumping along the corridor as the nursing staff moved about. I woke up with a start when one of the nurses entered the room. She was my favourite, an attractive young woman with medium length blond hair that she wore in a short ponytail at work, slightly oversized hips, and small, firm breasts. She had just switched from day shift to night shift, and we had been talking for a while in a quiet moment. That had given me quite a warm feeling, because she was a very attractive young woman, with a radiant smile that I felt I received more from than the average visitor. Well, you can always dream in your fifties, of course. And just as she came in I was startled from a dream in which I was doing things to a nurse that I shouldn't tell my mother. The fact that the subject of my horny fantasy was the very thing that woke me up from it gave me a little hot guilt, and I was glad it was so dark she couldn't see me blush.

But when I was about to get up from the big reclining chair in which I had been sleeping in the most "laziest" position, she stopped me and whispered "no, stay down, sorry I woke you up...". Her hand on my shoulder had no trouble lowering me back into my relaxed position, and she bent slightly over me while her hand rested on my shoulder. "I just wanted to check that YOU are okay," she whispered, getting so close to me that I could smell her: a mixture of perfume, femininity, and disinfectant soap. At that time about the hottest smell I could imagine. Because of her closeness and whispered words, my answer also came back in a whisper "me ME? but I didn't have surgery... everything is fine with me". I felt her smile in the dark, and felt her hand gently squeeze my shoulder as she continued to whisper "yeah, but you've barely slept in the past 36 hours, and you looked so exhausted... just wanted to check if everything was ok". There was a moment of silence, and I reached out to touch her as I whispered back "I'm suddenly feeling a lot better right now." I don't know if I was pulling her towards me or if she leaned further forward herself, but I suddenly felt her lips on mine in the twilight, and without hesitation my tongue slid between them, instantly welcomed by hers. A long, tender and horny kiss followed in the dark, our bodies remaining motionless. All concentration was focused on that kiss, which spoke of hunger, desire, tenderness and passion. It was soft, moist, supple, and I could feel the energy flowing into me from her strong young body. But there was also a hunger, a long-suppressed eagerness, and I felt that I, too, was giving her something she craved. When our tongues finally needed air, we kept exchanging soft kisses, still in the same position. Her lips felt blissful: warm, moist from our long French kiss, swollen, hot and hungry.

She slowly rose from her stooped position. I could hear her breathing heavily. She leaned over again, pressed a short, slightly damp kiss to my forehead and whispered "I want more. Much more... But now you have to sleep." With those words, she left the room almost silently, leaving me in a semi-dreaming state, where I wondered several times if this had really happened.

After the long, hot French kiss, I finally fell asleep in my big reclining chair in the hospital. Around three o'clock I woke up briefly to accompany my elderly mother to the toilet, but as soon as she fell asleep again I sank back myself, half dreaming of the sexy nurse at first. Her name was Debby. A name that suited her, somehow. Hot Debby. Exciting Debby. Horny Debby. In my mind I felt her soft lips on mine again, her rapid breathing, and with a firm erection I fell asleep again. But even there Debby did not leave me alone: ​​in my vivid imagination she stood in front of me, unbuttoning her white blouse, offering me her small firm breasts, with dark nipples ... I dreamed how she whispered softly in my ear in the dark

I want more...

and then pulled down my sweatpants, my boxers, and took my big erection in her hand. Slowly and probingly grasping the swollen shaft with both hands, squeezing it, feeling it pulsate under her fingers... as she slid those soft lips over my hefty head, then in one fluid movement her mouth far over my cock. lower, without stopping, to sink that thick swollen knob into the tight tunnel of her throat. The maddening feeling that so few women could offer... what a blissful dream! But as every dream ends with waking up, I was also startled by ... something. A little disoriented, I tried to straighten up, I… oooh God… I… it wasn't a dream… I felt, put my hands down… felt her soft hair, the movement of her head... I heard soft sudsy sucking noises as she silently touched me

deep throat

used to be. I couldn't do anything anymore. I lay back frozen, my heart pounding in my throat as the feeling of pleasure from my balls traveled through my entire body. Every now and then she would stop, hold my head deep in her tight warm throat, and let her tongue do indescribable things to me. She had placed a warm soft hand on my belly, and I put my hand on hers, our fingers intertwined as she gave me a deep blow. I wanted it to last forever, but now that she knew I was awake, she set a purposeful pace. It was clear that she wanted to push me to a climax, and the whole situation was so indescribably horny that it took no effort at all. Soon I could feel my balls reaching that point of no return, and all I could think about was not to make a sound; as I filled her throat with a primal cry, I felt the waves of cum squeeze out of me. My legs tightened, I gripped her hand so hard I nearly broke fingers as I pushed my ass up out of the chair. She made me cum deep down her throat, she didn't even have to swallow because my cum gushed straight into her esophagus. Only when I relaxed back in the chair did she very slowly let my still rock hard cock slide out of her mouth. Carefully she kneaded my balls, milked out the last drops of semen, which she sucked up with her lips. With the tip of her tongue she gently penetrated my pisshole; a blissful feeling of pain-pleasure shuddered through my body, until she sucked up the last drop with her lips. Gently she pulled my boxers and sweatpants back up, and kissed me with cum lips on my mouth. She whispered with her mouth close to my ear

this is just the beginning... i want to fuck you, satisfy myself with that beautiful thick cock of yours. But after that want to give me to you. I want you to fuck me. Soft and tender at first. Strong next time. Then hard and rough. And in the end I want you to take me, hard and unforgiving. I want to feel pain so I can show you, feel that I belong to you. I know, I felt it right away: you can overpower me, dominate me in the way I've been dreaming for years...

Around 7 o'clock, at the shift change. While I hear one "dooooo" after another as the night shift slowly makes its way home, the door opens softly in the new twilight of the morning. Debby comes in, and says in a professional tone "I just came to see if everything was okay before I go home"... she looks at the bed and sees that everything is still in deep peace. Then she bends over me, thrusts a note into my hand, and gives me a short but fierce French kiss. While I am somewhat breathless recovering, she has already disappeared. On the note in my hand is a mobile number, and "Whatsapp". I dial the number immediately, send message "test". Within 10 seconds a message will be returned "test passed. I'm wet". I app back "I'm hard". I keep staring at my phone screen. Why is nothing coming back...? Then, after 5 minutes my phone vibrates again. It says "Image"... I open the image, and see a picture of two shiny fingers, with a thread of slime between them. Moments later text "SO wet... photo from ground floor toilets, before I go home. I've never been so horny. Tonight service at 11pm... will you please take me tonight???" My erection is almost painfully hard now. All I can text back is "YES!!!" Then I sink into a half-asleep fantasy where I take Debby standing on a hospital bed in an abandoned room. in my mind she is on her knees and I take her from behind, her shirt pulled up, her bra undone and her breasts dangling loose as I penetrate her hard and deep from behind...

The breakfast ladies disrupt my fantasy, and for an hour everything is "normal". After breakfast I start working on my laptop, but I can't concentrate very well yet. I look at my phone screen several times, but nothing appears. I venture:

"Debbie?". The answer comes almost immediately

"Yes?"

"Where are you now?"

"At home, alone, in bed, naked, horny". Jesus... I walk out of the room for a moment, and text back:

"Ai... me alone now too... unfortunately not in bed, and not naked. But horny..."

"You have a delicious cock. I can still feel it in my mouth, my throat. I don't know how I dared to be so bold, but you turned me on from the start..."

"I'm glad you didn't hold back. I haven't come so violently in ages..."...

"Can I finger myself now, please?"

"do you have a dildo?"

"Yes"

"use it, now. But don't come yet"

There is a moment of silence on the screen. After a few minutes:

"Bart... I almost can't hold it anymore... I was already so horny... I hardly dare to move him, otherwise I'll come!!"

"Can I call you...? I'm not going to say anything...just listen...when you pick up you may continue...and finish it"

"CALL ME!"

I grab my bluetooth earpiece, and then call her in Whatsapp. There's an immediate answer, and as I'm staring out the window with a rock-hard pole, seemingly mindlessly, I hear Debby's voice gasping in my ear:

"ooooh... Jesus Bart... I'm so horny...! I'm going to move it again... my cunt is all stretched out... but I'm so wet, it's slithering with horny. I want your big feel dick inside me... i want you to fill me up, fuck me... i... OOOOH..."

It is quiet for a moment and I hear a sopping sound in the background. Then suddenly the sopping comes close, and I hear moaning and panting in the background, and realize that she is now holding the phone close to her pussy, where she is pumping the dildo up and down. It is a horny sucking and sopping sound. Then the sopping weakens again, and I hear her voice up close again.. panting:

"ooh Barrt.. do you hear how wet I am? I don't know what's wrong with me, but I'm so damn horny, can I cum please...?" I whisper in the ear:

"Go on girl... do it..." There's a soft moan, then a rhythmic gasp... that gets faster and faster...

"ooooh... yeah, yeah, yeah... oooh.. .i want... oooh.. jesus... i... i..."

Then she explodes... an incoherent moan, whimper follows... the sound is so horny that I can feel the pre-cum oozing out of me. Right now I'd like to tug at her nipples, hit her big ass with the flat of my hand...

The groaning slowly dies down, until all I hear is a heavy panting… then another whisper…

"thank you Bart... thank you... i couldn't... i had to... i was so horny... now... i'm going to sleep... thank you..."

And with that the conversation is over.

I app one more message:

"good night horny girl... see you tonight. We skip one phase: I'm going to fuck you right away"... 10 seconds of silence. Than:

"yes, please. I surrender to you. Take me. Do what you want with me. Anything."