Chapter 1
That sterile whitish-green light so peculiar to hospitals bounced coldly off the bare walls of the long echoing corridor, seeping malevolently through the partly open doors into the sad gloom of the semi-private rooms. Farther down the corridor, near the center, was a brighter glare that marked the duty desk which sat back out of sight in a small alcove. There was an eerie absence of life.
The sharp click of heels on the hard polished tiles could be heard long before nurse Ellen Burbage came into view. Finally she turned the far corner and headed briskly down toward the duty desk, a medium-tall, well-built young woman with a pleasant, if not beautiful face. Her crisply starched white uniform fitted her very well, its shiny material sliding sensuously over her full rounded hips as she moved, and she knew how to move. Bleached to a dazzling white, that vestigial little cap nurses wear rode the top of her head like a saucy little boat, making her thick red hair look even more red by comparison. Not a beautiful woman, but all in all a very healthy, earthy and attractive one that radiated sensuality from head to foot.
"Hi, Peggy," she said cheerfully to the nurse on duty when she reached the desk.
"Hi, Ellen," Peggy answered. "I thought you were off duty now."
"I am," Ellen explained. "But I promised I'd help Dr. Johnson straighten up some of the supplies in the storeroom."
Peggy Smith looked up thoughtfully. She was a neat, vibrantly dark woman in her early twenties, with a slender build except for exceptionally large, high-set breasts that swelled the front of her uniform provocatively. There was an air of quiet secretiveness about her that contrasted sharply with Ellen's exuberant, outgoing manner.
"Since when do God-like doctors spend their valuable time straightening up storerooms?" she asked.
Ellen had never been good at hiding her feelings and she blushed now. "Well, you know what a perfectionist he is . . ." she started to say.
"I know how good-looking he is," Peggy retorted, a semi-amused smile on her face. "Are you sure it's the storeroom he's going to straighten out?"
Ellen blushed again and started to reply to her friend's question but instead, turned to go. "I'm late," she stammered. "He'll think I'm not coming . . ." and before Peggy could do anything but smile knowingly Ellen had vanished down the hall.
Ellen was angry with herself as she headed for the storeroom, partly because she had let Peggy fluster her so much and partly because her intent had been so easy for the other woman to discover. It must stick out all over me, she thought with embarrassment. I must be getting quite a reputation around here. She half-decided to turn around and go home where she belonged, but an insistent tingling high up between her shapely thighs led her on. This afternoon was to be the culmination of a careful plot that had been growing in her mind ever since she'd met the handsome young intern, Dr. Johnson, and she wasn't about to let a sudden attack of self-consciousness ruin the whole plan now. Each step she took fueled a growing excitement in her belly as her sensitive upper thighs rubbed lightly together, stimulating a damp heat high up between her hurrying legs. I've got one hell of a surprise for Dr. Johnson up there! she thought lewdly, successfully resisting the impulse to press her hand against the soft, hair-covered mound that steamed and bubbled in anticipation underneath her white skirt.
Dr. Johnson was waiting for her outside the storeroom when she arrived. Peggy's right! Ellen thought excitedly. He certainly is the best-looking man on the staff. The young nurse's eyes quickly appraised the handsome young man awaiting her, lingering longest on the promising bulge in the front of his pants. If he's hung like I think . . . , Ellen mused.
"Hi . . . You bring the key?" Dr. Johnson asked, his own eyes straying appreciatively over Ellen's pleasing form. He was a tall young man, with dark curly hair and ruggedly handsome features. The only factor which marred him was a diffident shyness that overcame him from time to time. Ellen had been trying to interest him in herself for several weeks, but every time she maneuvered it so that they were alone together, he seemed paralyzed by a boyish embarrassment that held him severely in check. Well . . . I'll see that it doesn't happen this time! Ellen vowed silently. She had made plans.
While she unlocked the door, she moved as close to the young intern as she could, purposely brushing the front of his pants with her hip. She felt a little shiver of delight as his still-soft genitals gave under the gentle pressure. God, there's a lot there, she thought. What will it be like when it gets hard . . . ?
Dr. Johnson flinched away in embarrassment as he felt Ellen's well-rounded hip brush his loins. Already he was having trouble with his breathing and wondered for a moment whether or not he should forget about this whole thing now and leave while he could. While both he and Ellen had paid faithful lip service to the plan for straightening up the storeroom, he knew it was only a subterfuge for a clandestine meeting. While he was shy, Dr. Johnson had been fully aware for some time of the exciting possibilities of the healthy young body that was so poorly hidden under Ellen's tight uniform. He'd spent many sweaty hours alone imagining what she'd look like naked, full of fantasies of losing himself in the young redhead's lush sensuousness. But when they were together, her frank, forthright earthiness frightened him a little. It wasn't that he was afraid he'd offend her by propositioning her -she was obviously ready and willing and that was the problem. If only she'd be a little less . . . brazen! he thought helplessly as he followed Ellen's provocatively swaying buttocks into the storeroom. The young doctor was no genius, and the long road through medical school had been a desperate struggle for him. He'd made it more by dint of totally submerging his life to his studies than by any natural aptitude for the work. He gave up his friends, and of course, girls were an impossible dream which were replaced when necessity demanded by his own good right hand and a dirty book. He was horny, and had been horny for a long time, but the pressure had been suppressed so long that he no longer knew how to let it go.
"Well, Doctor, where do we start?" Ellen asked, turning to face him, only inches away. Her face looked up at his, slightly flushed, and he noticed for the first time how green her eyes were. He felt himself swaying and wanted nothing more than to put his arms around this lovely young girl and crush her soft lushness to his own throbbing, hungry body.
"These elastic bandages are a mess," he said coldly, quickly turning toward the shelves. "How the hell can you nurses find anything in this rat's nest?"
Ellen bit her lips in vexation. She sensed how near this helpless young Adonis had been to making his big move, but as usual his courage had deserted him. Okay, time for part two of the plan, she determined grimly. You're going to get laid whether you know it or not, Big Boy!
For the next few minutes, Ellen contented herself with helping Dr. Johnson rearrange the bandages on the shelves. She made sure she stood as close to him as she could, so he could feel the heat from her body. She thought she could smell the hot musky odor of her own impatiently waiting cunt, and hoped that it would slowly become apparent to him, too, and subtly set fire to his carefully controlled senses. Finally the opportunity that the scheming girl had been waiting for came.
Dr. Johnson was kneeling on the floor opening a carton of medical supplies while Ellen was facing away from him, straightening out one of the upper shelves. "Do you think we should put the adhesive tape up here, Doctor?" she asked, effectively drawing his attention, "Or is it too high for some of the shorter nurses?"
He looked up automatically at the sound of her voice, just as she reached as high as possible, stretching her whole body. Her white hospital dress rode up with the movement, baring the whole length of Ellen's elegantly long legs, so high that he could see the straps of the garter belt that held her sheer white nurse's stockings in place. But what entranced the staring young intern most was the partial half-moons of bare white ass-flesh that showed under the edge of the dress. As it rode up higher and higher, he momentarily expected Ellen's panties to come into view . . . but there was nothing but more naked female flesh!
My God! the young man thought in shock. Isn't she wearing any panties?
He couldn't be sure because the dress rode up only so high and a moment later it settled back down as Ellen lowered her upstretching arms. "Well, what do you think, Doctor?" she asked sweetly, turning toward him and smiling. "Do you think it's too much?"
The possible double meaning of her words were lost on the stunned young intern. He swallowed nervously. "No . .. no . . . it's fine," he managed to croak out, wanting nothing more than to see her reach back up to that shelf again. That one flash of naked ass had finally given his tense mind a target for its pent-up lust and he became obsessed with the task of determining whether or not Ellen was wearing panties.
"Here!" he said, holding out several containers of tape to her. "I'll hand them to you and you stack them on the shelf." For the next few minutes, the pop-eyed young intern strained to discover Ellen's secret, but try as he might, he was unable to see more than the first time. There was a lot of flesh visible, but then, he thought unhappily, some of the panties the girls wore nowadays were incredibly brief and worn up high. . . .
It was Ellen who finally took the initiative. When she had filled the shelf with tape, feeling smug because of the young doctor's eyes on her half-exposed ass, she once again turned to him. "Well . . . what's next?" she asked conversationally, amused by the way his eyes kept flickering toward her crotch, obviously trying to see through the filmy white material. Before he could answer, she knelt down on the floor next to him, her uniform pulling up in the rear. "I think that's the next box we need," she said, indicating a large carton half-hidden in a corner. "I'll get it out."
Still on her knees, she leaned forward, tugging on the box, feeling a cold wash of air on her ass as her uniform skirt hitched up high over her buttocks, and Dr. Johnson had his answer. Naked twin half-moons of creamy ass flesh stared back at him, with only the narrow band of a white garter-belt cutting off his view higher up.
Ellen was wearing no panties!
The stunned young intern wondered if he was ever going to be able to breathe again as he stared at the feminine nakedness so blatantly displayed before him. His eyes swept over the curving nude buttocks and then dropped automatically lower, fascinated by the velvet tendrils of pussy hair that showed between the kneeling girl's slightly parted legs. She has red pussy-hair! was all he could think as he stared. He then realized that this warm alive girl so close to him had worn no panties just for his benefit.
"Ellen!" he choked out in a strangled voice, moving nearer to her lewdly displayed ass, wondering if he dared reach out a hand and slide it up between those silky thighs.
"Yes, Doctor?" she replied, turning her face back toward him, a half-smile playing over her full red sensuous lips. Ellen felt a wave of triumph wash over her as she saw the look of helpless lust on her victim's handsome face. And then she saw something else that made her own breath suck in sharply. An enormous bulge was swelling out the front of young Dr. Johnson's loose white hospital trousers.
He was still moving toward her on his knees, and she turned around to meet him. Both still kneeling, they faced one another, only inches apart. Drawn like a magnet, Ellen's hand reached out to wrap around the hard shaft that throbbed inside the intern's pants.
"Oh, God!" he moaned, afraid he was going to cum immediately and embarrass himself in front of this lovely, sensual woman. Reaching down, he tore her hand away from his cock just in time.
"But don't you want . . . ?" Ellen asked, disappointed. A moment later, Dr. Johnson seized her in his powerful arms and crushed her to him as his lips mashed hungrily down on hers. Taken by surprise, Ellen could not react immediately, but then her tongue wormed hungrily into Dr. Johnson's hotly working mouth.
"Oh, Dr. Johnson!" she breathed excitedly as they finally pulled away from one another to catch their breaths.
"Call me Ted," he gasped as his hands began to roam over her uniform, pressing against her already throbbing breasts through the cool white material. To his delight, he could feel the hidden nipples hardening under his frantic touch.
"Oh, Ted . . . Ted. . . . You're going to fuck me, aren't you?" Ellen moaned, reaching once again toward the front of his pants. The young man's breath caught in his throat as he heard the panting girl kneeling before him use the lewd word, and for a moment his new-found courage almost deserted him.
Ellen's fingers were busy at his fly. A moment later she had pulled his zipper down and he could feel her cool fingers closing around the throbbing hardness inside his pants. He hardly dared to breathe as she worked the swollen shaft out through the narrow opening.
"Oooh, what a lovely cock," Ellen breathed ecstatically as she stared down at the huge organ throbbing warmly against her palm.
"I ... I think I'm going to cum," Ted Johnson said helplessly as he felt the familiar agonized churning deep down in his balls.
"Uh-uh, not yet," Ellen insisted. "We nurses know how to stop things like that." And she pressed hard on the underside of Ted's cock, where the bulbous swollen head joined the fleshy shaft. Ted started to cry out, but to his surprise, a moment later the crisis had passed, and his cock still lay entrapped in Ellen's little hand, hard and potent. An ecstatic, delight-filled numbness pulsed through the temporarily tamed organ, and to the young man's delight, Ellen began to slide her hand up and down its heated outer surface.
"Uuunnggghhhh ... oh God, that's wonderful," he blurted out as hot bursts of pleasure made his balls tighten with delight.
"Oh, it's so big," Ellen murmured, looking down at the huge fleshy staff that was growing all the time. "It's going to feel soooo good up inside my cunt!" The girl's lewd words stoked an even hotter fire inside the panting intern's overheated loins and he clutched her to him, pressing his ready cock painfully against her belly.
"Where will we ... do it?" he asked, unable to use the same words as the girl. "There's not enough room on the floor."
"We'll just have to improvise," Ellen said, her eyes glittering with excitement. She finished pulling out the big carton from the corner, and then turning around, sat down on it, and as she sat down she tauntingly pulled her dress up over her naked hips, baring her loins. At first the eagerly watching Ted could only see the white strip of her garter belt at the base of her belly, but then Ellen slowly opened her legs, baring her naked cunt to his fascinated gaze. His eyes strayed for a moment over the girl's downy russet pubic hair, and then probed beneath the red curls to the pink slit that gaped open beneath.
How long since I've seen a cunt? the young doctor asked himself, gazing raptly at the shining wet inner labia that pouted out from between the full fleshy outer pussy lips. Ellen was obviously as excited as he was, because her crotch glistened with slippery cuntal juices.
"Come on, lover," Ellen moaned, leaning back against the wall, her hips perched on the forward edge of the box, legs wide so that he would have easy access to her nakedly proffered genitals. "Stick your cock up my cunt and fuck me till I howl!"
Hardly knowing what was happening, Ted walked forward on his knees, crowding in between Ellen's widespread legs, feeling the soft flesh of her inner thighs brush hotly against his sides. Reaching down, he took his achingly hard cock in one hand and guided it forward, right up into Ellen's gapingly open pussy-slit. Mesmerized, he watched the blunt swollen tip part the girl's tantalizingly bright pubic hair and work its way into the hot wet slit beneath.
"Ooooohhhh," he moaned, and had to stop a moment, temporarily overpowered by the feel of his cock sinking into the outer approaches of a woman's long-desired vagina.
"Oh, God . . . Don't wait any longer . . . Shove it up me!" Ellen begged, half out of her mind at the feel of a hard male cock slithering up between her eagerly parted legs. Reaching down with both hands, she quickly parted her dripping cuntal lips, baring the seething in-sides to the young doctor's fascinated gaze. He stared in awe at the tiny swollen button of her clitoris and when he drew his cock back a little, he could see the soft-petaled opening to her vagina pulsing hungrily a little lower down. With an inarticulate groan, the wildly turned-on young doctor took his penis in his hand again, and placing the bloated, mushroom-shaped tip just up inside Ellen's lewdly displayed cuntal passage, jabbed his hips forward and pounded the whole length of his mighty shaft up into the girl's ready body.
"Uuuunnhhhh!" Ellen grunted, the breath driven out of her by the force of Ted's first powerful thrust. She felt her insides open up, stretched wide by the intern's huge driving penis, and for a second she thought that she might not be able to take all that he had to give. But a moment later her hungry cunt had adapted itself to his plunging cock and her body opened wide to receive him.
"Oh, baby. . . ." she moaned happily. "Fuck it into me. . . . Make Momma cum!" Her legs snaked up to wrap tightly around her new lover's waist. Needing no encouragement, Ted began to fuck wildly into Ellen's eagerly accepting body.
Christ, is this really happening to ME? he wondered incredulously, staring disbelievingly down at the girl who writhed ecstatically below him. He watched his cock as it slid in and out of her gushing cunt, again and again, disappearing up inside until the front of his white pants pounded up against her red pussy-hair. He pulled his cock almost all the way out of Ellen's body for a moment, fascinated by the way her naked loins were framed by the obscene white elastic of her garter belt and the white silk stockings that hugged her shapely thighs.
"Oh, please. .. . What are you waiting for?"
Ellen moaned desperately, wondering why her lover had stopped pounding his cock up into her. Turned on by her desperate pleadings, Ted obliged by once again ramming his hips forward, watching with delight as his bloated shaft slithered up into her hot wet depths.
"Ooooohh . . . it's good, it's good!" Ellen sighed, leaning her head back against the wall, her eyes half shut. Ted could barely make out the green fire in her eyes through their half-shut lids, and he marveled at the change that had come over the girl's face when he started to fuck up into her. She was genuinely beautiful now, her features transfigured by the joy of passion. God, I wish she was completely naked! he found himself thinking, wondering what her breasts would look like. He could see, even through her uniform, that they had swollen to half again their size while he was fucking her. The passion-hardened nipples thrust up sharp little peaks against the covering material.
"Oh, baby . . . baby. . . . For God's sake, don't stop now, whatever you do. Keep it up a little longer and I'll cum!" Ellen panted out, her body writhing uncontrollably. Each time Ted's hips lunged forward, her own arched up sharply to meet them, trying to coax as much of his rigid hardness into her as possible. Yes . . . yes . . . she thought wildly. This is what I want. . . . This is what I need. ... A hard cock up in me all the way to my tonsils. A hundred cocks, a thousand cocks! Hot tremors of delight rocketed through the girl's sex-maddened body, and at that moment she couldn't think of anything else. Her whole being was swamped with joy and happiness as she felt her pussy being plundered by the young intern's rock-hard cock.
Ted began to desperately hope that Ellen's promised orgasm would materialize soon, because he recognized the signs in his own genitals that he himself was on the way. He felt his testicles draw up into his body as they prepared to pump their hot load through his painfully distended cock and out the bloated tip, into Ellen's wildly responding body. He tried to fight it down, but it was no use. The feel of the writhing girl's vagina clasping hungrily at his plunging cock was more than the horny young man could bear. With a groan, he threw his head back and rammed his cock as far up into Ellen's voracious cunt as it would go, just as the first hard hot jets of semen began to shoot out through the end.
But Ellen had felt it coming. She sensed Ted's huge cock begin its final swelling up inside her ready belly, and by the time his cum began to pour into her womb, she herself was trembling on the edge. As the first boiling gushes rifled up into her cunt, the straining girl's orgasm was touched off. Her insides seemed to explode. Just as the last of his sperm left the end of his still rock-hard cock, Ted found that he had his hands full hanging on to the wildly bucking Ellen. Her head thudded back against the wall, all the tendons of her neck standing out like steel cables. Sharp meaningless cries bubbled from her throat, while her hips made several wild lunges up against his still-driving loins. Her heels drummed painfully against the backs of his thighs as she went into her final throes and he could definitely feel the climaxing girl's strong cuntal muscles nibbling hungrily at his bloated shaft, trying to draw the last drops of sperm from his depleted balls.
Neither participant in this lewd scene was in any condition to notice the knob slowly turning on the closed door. A moment later it swung open a few inches to reveal Peggy Smith's face. If she was shocked by the sight of the two tangled bodies fucking madly in the corner she didn't show it. Her dark graceful eyebrows raised a little, however, and a thoughtful calculating look came over her lovely young face. Peggy watched another moment or two until Ellen and the young doctor had panted out the last of their climax, and then quietly shut the door.