Chapter 7
Terry Ehrlich was unable to have sex with young Bruce anymore.
He recovered quickly from his collarbone injury, then went home. It hurt her that the very time she had met someone who was supplying her with such exhilarating thrills, that she lost that same individual.
But Terry was not one to sit and mope. She soon began to set her sights on a new patient.
He was Rick Fletcher. Seventeen years of age, Rick was brought into the hospital on a routine surgery matter.
The moment that Terry laid eyes on the dark haired young man, she decided she would set up another challenge for herself. She would pursue young Rick and succeed in getting him to have sex with her.
Terry was overjoyed when she was assigned to Rick's room. She knew that he wouldn't be in the hospital for very long, so it was imperative for her to move fast if she had to experience some of the same joys that she had encountered in her relationship with young Bruce Stevens.
She walked into the hospital late one afternoon while Rick was looking at a magazine.
"Good afternoon, Rick," she smiled.
"What have we here, Florence Nightingale?" he smiled.
"A friendly nurse."
"I'd really like to get friendly with you," he grinned. "Boy, I've got the best looking nurse in the hospital."
"You're not very shy, are you?"
"Not really. I've had a few girls say that I'm good looking, and you'd be surprised what that will do for a guy's confidence."
"Just see to it that you don't' get overconfident."
"That's what I've been told," he laughed. "No, I just like to joke. But seriously, you are a beautiful woman."
"Thank you. I'm here to take your temperature."
"It's gone up ten degrees since you walked in that door."
"You really are some kind of a card Rick," Terry burst into laughter.
Terry quickly took Rick's temperature. Not only was his temperature rising in a sexual context; so was hers.
"In spite of what you said, it's normal," she exclaimed.
"No fooling," he chuckled. "Then the thermometer must not be working right. I'm somewhere at about a hundred and twenty or a hundred and thirty, with you around here."
Terry walked toward the door.
"Where are you going?" Rick asked. "Is that it?"
"No. I'd just like to lock the door," she exclaimed.
Rick looked at Terry in stunned silence as she locked the door, then walked back toward him.
"What were you doing that for?" he asked. "You wanted to be alone with me, didn't you?"
"You're really on the level?" "You'd damned well better believe it that I am. I'm very much on the level, baby." "That's great."
Terry reached out and slipped her fingers inside Rick's pajamas. She pulled out his penis, then began to run her fingers up and down the full length of it.
"How do you like me jerking on your dick?" she asked.
"Ah, that feels just great. You really know how to pump on a guy's rod."
Up and down she kept on circulating her fingers over Rick's long, aroused penis. The longer that she kept up her movements, the more they began to affect him.
His whole body began to twist from side to side as a result of her stirring movements.
She suddenly turned her fingers loose from his cock, looking up at Rick and smiling.
"I'm going to take off my clothes," she said. "I suggest that you get those pajamas off, my dear. That way we can fuck a lot better."
Rick looked at Terry and smiled. His whole body was trembling by that point. He was overcome by the way that she had exercised her fingers spiritedly over his penis. It gave him that much more in the way of incentive to want to do a good job for her.
Before he slipped off his pajamas however, Rick watched Terry as she began to slip off her uniform. He liked everything about her. He was intrigued by her sexy white uniform, and by her stunning white stockings.
By the time that she was slipping her fingers against her stockings and rolling them down, he could see her trim, lovely thighs. It made him feel greatly excited to know he was going to get to fuck this beautiful woman very shortly.
She removed her stockings, then reached down and grabbed her panties. She clutched at them, eager to remove them.
"You get your pajamas off," Terry said. "I don't want to do any waiting around once that I get my panties and bra off, baby. I'll be too hot by then. I'll be ready to fuck with you."
"My dick is so hard it's like concrete," he laughed.
"I'll just bet it is. Just wait until you get it working inside me."
When Terry slipped her panties off and gave Rick his first look at her delectable pussy, he was propelled to great heights of excitement.
Rick recognized that he had to get his pajamas off fast. He couldn't countenance any delay at all. Not when he was all that hot.
With great speed, Rick pulled off his pajama top, clutched at the pajama bottoms removing them as well.
"That's it, dearie," Terry smiled as she pulled off her bra. "Ah, just look at that naked cock of yours. It's so eager for action. I can see that we're going to have a great time."
A naked and uninhibited Terry threw herself into bed with Rick. She reached out and once more let the fingers of her right hand go to work thoroughly pumping up and down the full length of his penis.
"Ah, you know how to work your fingers over my cock," he said. "Just keep them going, darling. Ah, can you ever pump. That finger contact is just great, baby. Ah, I really love it. I really love the action. Yes, honey, that's good."
She kept up her pace at full speed for a few more minutes. When she withdrew her fingers, it was with one thought in mind, that of getting some beautiful action from her lover.
Terry stretched her body out in the middle of the bed, allowing her legs to quiver rhythmically and enticingly so that young Rick could derive every conceivable benefit from her movements.
"Do I look pretty sexy lying here like this?" she asked.
"You're the sexiest, the grooviest. Oh, what a chick you are."
"How about fucking my pussy? My pussy is just dying to feel your cock. There's nothing I like better than a young hard cock plunging inside it. Explode your trigger inside me, baby. Come on and shove your cock into my anxious pussy. Oh, do I need to fuck."
"You really sound like you're horny," Rick laughed.
"I couldn't be any hornier. You've got to shove that hot meat inside my mound. You've got to make me come alive with excitement, baby."
"I want to kiss you."
"Give me some smoldering kisses. That will warm us up that much more. We need the action, baby, we really do."
Rick sent his head surging forward. He permitted his lips to collide ever so spectacularly with those of beautiful Terry.
The lips thundered forward. Terry enjoyed the fact that they landed in such a devastating fashion. They remained pressed together firmly for several moments. It was Terry who finally withdrew them.
"I want your tongue," she cried out hungrily. "Slip your tongue inside my mouth. Let's make the French scene, baby."
"I like that too."
"You're damned right you would. It's so erotic, baby."
"You'd better believe it, sweetheart."
Rick thrust his tongue forward, permitting it to slide inside his lover's hot mouth.
The tongues kept on darting with spectacular grace and ease as they merged in a whirlpool of sexual frenzy.
While Rick was gliding his tongue spectacularly against Terry's, he reached out and cupped his fingers against her breasts.
He enjoyed feeling the firm folds of flesh as the tongues kept on stabbing against each other.
Their bodies began to shake, and sweat began to escape from beneath their arms as they continued their fascinating movements.
When Rick recognized he had reached the point wherein he had to get his juices off quickly, he released his tongue from Terry's mouth.
"I like that," he said. "I like tonguing you, baby. You're as horny for it as I am."
"Of course I am."
"But I've got to get off my juices."
"Thaf s what I want you to do, honey. The place to start is inside my pussy."
"Yeah, that's what I want to do. I want inside your hot mound."
"I'll bet you can really drive that ramrod of yours once you get inside a girl's nest."
"I'm fantastic at it," he said.
"Go ahead, baby, drive it into me. Oh, wet that cock inside my pussy. You don't know how bad I need it, honey."
"Then hang on, sweetheart, we've got a long way to go together. We're going to fly to the moon."
Rick reached out and slapped at his lover's asscheeks. Terry spread her legs, getting set for his first impactful thrust.