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The Nurse and the Patient 18+
By: Shaxee Date: February 27, 2016, 5:51 pm
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The Nurse and the Patient ************************************
Dear Employee, It is time for your complete medical check up.
You have been booked into the Franklyn Medical Center for two
nights for a complete physical examination. This will take place
from the 3rd to the 5th of next month.
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dislike check ups and …. But my contract stipulated that a
complete physical every five years was a requirement so I sighed
and got tried to mentally prepare for the ordeal. I arrived at
Franklyn Medical Center at 9 am. "Good morning," a huge woman
with oversized breasts and a red face said as I approach the
reception. "What’s the name" She said in a gruff voice. I tell
her and she rings a bell like a mistress at the front of a
hotel. A diminutive man comes to the desk. "Follow Ralph," the
red faced woman barked. Ralph totters off with me just behind.
He brings me to a small room on the top floor. "Strip and put on
one of these gowns," Ralph said opening the closet filled with
ten or so identical surgical gowns. He left. "Great," I thought
taking off my clothes and dropping them down a shoot marked
laundry and see them disappear from sight in a long round chaft
of black, down deep in the center of the building. I get to the
closet and push my hands through the sleeves of a gown and reach
behind and try to tie the three ribbons in the back, hearing the
door open behind me. "Ralph, could you tie these things, I
cannot manage, myself." Your voice cool and low, so excellent in
woman, half speaks, half whispers. "Of course, sir. But I’m not
Ralph." I turn quickly and there you stand, A smile on your
face, your chin down, your eyes looking at me. As I stand there
aghast at the beauty of your face. You step slightly closer and
wrap your arms around me and looking at me close in the eyes,
you tie the three ribbons on the back of the gown; the top, the
middle then the bottom one. As you, do your breasts touch at my
chest and rest there … do I feel them linger there. "There you
are all dressed now," you say. "And leave as quickly as you
appeared." Soon after, Ralph arrives, drops me in a wheelchair
and wheels me to pokes and probes, needles and knitted brows,
toilet samples and testosterone tests, X-rays and back stays.
Late in the afternoon, I find myself on my back in brightly lit
examination room. Dr. Penniton looked at me and with a gruff
bark, "We need a to draw a little blood now, just stay there."
He walks out. I lay there my eyes closed. I hate it when they
draw blood form my veins. My eyes closed I dose off a moment,
and in what seems a moment. I hear a soft voice say, "You Ok." I
open my eyes and there you are again. Standing over me, smiling
in my eyes. You turn away and press the needle into a vial and
fill the sample tube with my blood and turn back do to me. "That
mustn’t have hurt," you smile. "You didn’t even wake up till I
spoke." Well, not your mind anway." And suddenly I feel your
hand rest on my hard prick, that has been standing stiff in my
surgical gown the whole time, quite erect, quite visible under
the thin cotton cloth. "Relax," you say closing my eyes with
your long shapely fingers. I feel the cloth of the gown raised
by your hands and then your fingers wrapping my cock, slowly
stroking it up and down, the soft skin of your palms running up
and down the thinness of the under skin of my shaft. You hold
your hand straight out and press down on my hardness, and run
the stiff surface of your palm up and down the flesh. You relax
your hand and run my rod between your finger tips, running your
fingers under my up pointing flesh, touching the head softly
with light presses of fingertips, your mouth a fraction of an
inch from me you blow soft streams of hot breath against the
skin of my hard place. Then your take me between two fingers and
touch your lips to the head of my cock, and just hold them
there, lightly lipping at the soft spongy head, pressing your
tongue at the slit there. Then in a long sudden stroke you lick
up and down my shaft, then down again, around the balls then up
the hardness and a single stroke fill your mouth with me, now so
hard and thick as I have ever been. In long slow strokes that
make sucking sounds, you suck me in and out of your mouth softly
and then harder and with more feeling and deep presses of lips
on hard shaft. Till you feel the throbs, my prick being to give
up a load of cum. You hold your lips parted your tongue slightly
out as I open my eyes while my cock opens its warm semen for
you. You lap at the head as strings of cum hang from your tongue
and lips to my prick. You lick it up softly and carefully till
only a touch of a towel dries me as I fall into a sleep. I wake
in the morning in by bed unclear how I got here and Ralph but
somehow I feel Ralph’s fingers prints on my legs and arms. He
arrives again soon with his wheelchair from hell. He wheels me
to the cat scan room where I am stripped and lain on a table and
my prone body long and stiff in is slowly passed through a
circling emanation of vibrating waves filling me with probings
that are recorded by you in a booth far away. You watch the
curves of my flesh and the pulsing of my blood and the surging
of the juices in me on the flickering screen as you press you
hand between your legs and find your hips pressing your cunt
against your finger wet now entering you and drawing in and out
of your pussy, that drips wetness down your legs under your
skirt. You press a towel there to keep the wetness for staining
your clothes. My body emerges from the testing device as your
head lays back and a moan of complete passing through touches
out of your vocal chords, in tune with the writhing moan deep
within the warm movement inside your clitoris. My eyes open
there on the table as I rise up, and relax on the bed, slide
over and back into my chair. Later, after skin samples, saliva
tests, eye probes, hands testing the beating of my heart, eyes
carefully examining the pores of my neck, fingers touching the
softness of the lobes of my ears, drips applied to the folds of
my skin, long silvery pieces of metal forced deep inside the
edges of my epidermis, and hot pads pressed to my flesh an inch
from pain, all carefully noticed by your eyes from video feeds,
or felt by your fingers as they apply the media to my bones, or
tasted by your tongue as the you lift the glass slide to taste,
or heard by your ears as the heat of my breath touches you
leaning down to remove a sealing tape, or smelt by your nostrils
and your carefully lifted a gauze from my private parts. The
night was deep then, as you entered, my eyes open my mind awake,
my senses all alive and rich in the experiences of the day. I
feel you kneel over me and reach behind me and undo the knots on
the ribbons behind my surgical dress, the top the middle and the
bottom again bringing your breasts to my chest. This time the
gown is removed and tossed aside. You reach up and toss the
white nurses cap aside, remove the few pins in your hair that
falls to your shoulders. You kneel up over my naked body, probed
and tested and poked so often during the day, and your look in
my eyes, unbuttoning your white blouse one button at a time,
slowly your top opend till it is pulled off and thrown beside
the bed. You reach behind, your breasts jutting out then
revealed suddenly in the subdued light as the bra is tossed
aside. You reach behind soon the skirt is gone and your panties
too, you kneeling over me with only your white stockings held up
by a white garter belt. One more shot, you say. You swab my arm
with a cotton and quickly press a needle into my artery and
press the plunger down. This time it hurts, hurts very much. And
you pull it out letting blood bead out just a bit. "Open up."
You order and I open my mouth a bit and you squeeze the last of
the liquid on my tongue. Testosterone is what I taste. You lean
down and lick the bead of blood from my arm, and I see it go
into your mouth and your throat maked a swallowing motion. My
cock already erect feels like a piece of steak ready to be
broiled and feels thickening as the hormone coats my throat. You
take one hand and hold my prick up and gently rest on it with
your pussy, your head held back, your mouth open, your finger
moving in and out of the open cavity of your mouth, as you
slowly rock up and down on my swelling manhood. You take both
hands and hold my hips and run the tightness of your loving
pussy up and down my screaming prick, in rolls of laughing
delight, the muscles of your back feel the massage of my shaft
deep in your recesses. The egress and ingress of the heated
flaming hard penis, feels your body in a way that makes your
sides tingle at the rubbing of skin to inner skin. It makes you
rock your hips from side to side so all of the recesses inside
your enjoy the feeling of the widening cock there. You start
bucking on me in uncontrolled rhythm. You start moaning in large
waves that come from deep inside. You start shaking all over in
the music of the orgasms that rock your being. You start digging
your fingers in me flesh as you fall on me and I roll you over.
On top of you now, I fuck the cock now even thicker than ever in
your cunt with animal fury born of desperation, of hormones, of
year end desire, of great affection and interest in this woman
of flame, of desire, of care and attention. My hips ram at
yours, the deep strokes feelingly in the back of your throat,
the sliding of my skin against the wall of your cunt emanating
out to your hips glowing your skin, the press of my body,
spreading your legs, sending icy chills of hot pleasure through
your thighs. The pressing of my mouth on yours, tingling the
back of your neck causing your to wrap me in your arms and we
lay, body on body, body in body, mouth on mouth, tongue against
tongue, chest presses to chest as we climax together. The throes
of love fill the pores of skin inside you. My heart racing well
with yours in a beat of music. The innards of each of us in tune
with the waves of pleasure, the wall of your cunt thrill into my
stabbing cock the mash of my body against yours sending a
tsunami gushing hot flashes of lightening up your spine,
spinning around your stomach, thrilling up you clitoris,
shacking your head, clutching your hands, curling your toes,
rolling your eyes back. My cum flows, not in waves but in sprays
of wetting filling masses in you. You can feel the pools of
semen pounding up inside of you and sinking in, deep in your
cavities. You feel another massive jerk of orgasm in your pussy,
coating the walls, dripping out, you feel a lasting gyrating
stream emerge from my balls to gush inside your body as I
collapse beside you. You hold me carefully and reach down
holding my diminishing prick. Circling it with your hand your
jerk me a bitand feel a last wad drip out. On your thumb. You
bring it to your face and let it slowly drip down into your
mouth. You lean over and kiss me so I can taste it and feel you
swallow. Drift, drift d…r…i…f ….t The morning has Ralph toss my
clothes on my bed. "Get Dressed," he orders and I do. I walk to
the front desk and the red faced woman says, "Sign here." My
company letterhead is evident as I sign the form. "We are
finished with you," the large breasted woman barks. I walk to
the door and exit. And there you are. Standing there in civies.
Looking quite cute in your boots, fancy stockings, just above
the knee skirt and waist long winter coat. "Hi," I say. You say
nothing, just start walking toward a car, your car. I follow.
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Re: The Nurse and the Patient 18+
By: Bimrach Date: March 14, 2016, 5:35 am
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At u talkin wit d nurse or u ae narratin ur story to us?
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