Tristan didn’t really want to be in hospital – who does? It was the idea of his aunt Dorothy, a very forceful woman who insisted he have a complete physical. Alas, as he relied on her for a rather comfortable monthly allowance, he could hardly refuse.
During the day, the miserable favourite nephew was subjected to stress tests, blood tests and every other type of torture that the medical professionals could drum up. The Nurse, who the other patients referred to as Twiggy, was much more like a Brunhilda. She was rough and she was tough and not at all like the angelic looking young woman emblazoned on their hospital brochure.
The food was certainly good and the rooms quite opulent, so it wasn’t a total loss, but Tristan was still anxious to get back to his apartment. There was only one annoying test left and then he was on his way home. All he had to do now was have his sleep patterns monitored.
At 9 p.m. he retired and awaited the night nurse, who was going to hook him up to a few wires. At 9.15 she arrived and he couldn’t believe his eyes. It was the very nurse from the cover of the clinic’s promo pamphlet he’d been ogling, and she was smokin’ hot.
Tristan was already in bed reading, when she opened the door.
“Good evening Mr. Kirby,” she smiled. “Are you ready to have a few wires hooked up to your head?”
He couldn’t speak at first because he was just overcome by her beauty. Her white uniform was scandalously short, revealing an astonishing pair of legs, and her tits were just pushed up enough to make him want to snuggle his face between them.
The weary patient was only wearing his PJ top because he didn’t think there would be any necessity to expose his bottom half – but he was wrong. It appeared that he had to have some sensor-cuffs attached to his ankles to measure his movements during the night. When she bent over him with her blue-ribbon cleavage practically hanging out, his dick became as hard as a rock. Naturally it was a bit of a shock when she whipped back the sheet and almost got poked in the eye.
“Good gracious,” she laughed, “I wish I had the same effect on my boyfriend.”
Being the guy who always knew the right thing to say, he replied, “He must be blind, if he doesn’t find you stunningly sexy.”
“Thank you Mr. Kirby,” she blushed. “You’re pretty sexy yourself.”
“Maybe fate has thrown two sexy people together a reason,” he smiled.
Nurse Palin, (according to her nameplate), stopped fiddling with the cuffs and looked down at him with her big blue eyes. “Are you saying that you’d like to take a poke at me with that thing?”
“Well – I wouldn’t say no to a little foreplay first.”
She giggled. “OK – what if I let you suck my tits – and – if it feels good we’ll take it further.”
Tristan was astounded. He couldn’t believe his luck. As she popped open the buttons on her tight uniform, he was soon confronted by two perfectly-shaped breasts with nipples that cried out, “Suck me! Suck me!” He enthusiastically responded to their request.
Easing himself up in the bed, the happy patient gently took her soft, warm fun bags into his hands and caressed them tenderly. His lips danced from one to the other, causing Nurse Palin to close her eyes and sigh deeply. After several minutes of his marvellous mammary ministrations, she to let her dress fall down to the floor, revealing a pair of skimpy white panties through which he could see her pubic hair.
Although she had not given him permission to stray beyond her tits, he felt that the way she was reacting, it was unlikely she would raise an objection. Tristan moved his finger around the thin strip of material that concealed her wet crack and then plunged it down her fleshy groove, to the entrance to her love canal. When he slipped it inside of her, she went rigid and dug her fingers into his shoulders.
Playing with her pink folds was certainly wonderul but he knew that eating her out would be even more so. Obviously, the nubile nurse was as anxious as he was. She kindly assisted her patient in removing her panties and then opened her legs to give him better access.
Performing a little acrobatic move, he plopped onto his back and manoeuvred around so that his face was buried between her tight thighs. Tristan stretched his arms back so that he could hold onto the cheeks of her ass as he began to slowly lick her cunt.
Palin bit her lip to prevent herself from yelling. This was a hospital, after all but it took a massive amount of restraint. His tongue on her tingling labia felt very, very good.
As he continued to give her the licking of her life, the thoroughly aroused nurse began to tremble violently and her legs grew weak. Suddenly, she came with a vengeance. Humungous orgasmic swells rushed up from between her legs and overwhelmed her.
“Holy fuck,” she cried out, not being able to control herself. “Holy fuck!”
Tristan wanted to continue his tongue action but it was becoming a little too much for her to handle so she pulled herself back from his lingual assault. But Palin quickly changed tactics and threw herself forward over his lower body and inhaled his cock into her mouth. The naughty nurse couldn’t wait for him to shoot his creamy load down her throat. She hungrily slid her lips up and down his stiff cock at an alarming rate, massaging his balls expertly as she did so.
Tristan was not going to complain. By now, he was dying to cum and it didn’t take long for him to come to complete boil. Nurse Palin stuck a slippery finger up his ass mid-suck and he exploded all over her tongue and gums. She didn’t stop pumping on his knob until she’d milked him completely dry.
“That tastes so good,” she declared, licking her lips and lying beside him. “Do you have enough jam left to fill up my hungry Oyster?”
He didn’t answer her. Tristan just raised himself up and rolled onto her heaving and perspiring body. Forcing her shapely legs apart with his knee, he slid his dick along the inside of her thigh and lightly touched the entrance of her tight cunt. Palin went tense, expecting him to ram it into her but he didn’t. Tristan just teased her, inserting a little of the head inside her warm, wet hole and then drawing back again.
“Oh god, I want you to fuck me, please fuck me!” she begged.
The obedient patient brushed the lips of her quim one more time and then thrust it deep inside of her. Palin gasped and dug her long nails into his back while bouncing her ass up in rhythm to urge him on. Things were starting to get serious. Tristan ploughed his joint into her with ever increasing speed and intensity.
As he looked down on her, with her tits swinging from side to side, he thought she was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever fucked, and certainly the tightest. Her pussy gripped onto the end of his knob so tightly it made him desperate to cum. Feeling the pressure building up in his balls he knew he was about to erupt. Within seconds, huge splotches of hot gooey lava flowed up his shaft and spurted into her love canal. As he made those final powerful thrusts, she held screamed, “Oh my god! Oh my god! You fuck sooooo good!”
Although he was discharged the next morning with a clear bill of health, Nurse Palin insisted that she should make a few home visits just to check up on him. This all worked out great for a while. She jerked him off wearing latex gloves, let him look up her twat with that instrument doctors use to examine your ears and taught him some kinky things to do with rubber ligature. However, the relationship soured when she tested his reflexes by smacking his nuts with one of those little hammers. He never really felt the same about her after that.