Chapter 1
Ingrid Stevens was getting emotionally involved with a patient and knew it.
She felt a strange twitching in her stomach as she observed the ever-hardening cock of young David Craig.
In almost one year on the job, Nurse Ingrid had never even thought of a patient in terms of sex.
But there he was, young David, lying in bed looking innocent. He peered at her with his baby blue eyes.
She had liked him from the very first time that she met him, right after he had been wheeled in for an appendix operation.
The better she got to know him, the greater the anticipation that built up inside her every time she walked into his room to look in on him.
But this time she was really aroused. She could see that hard prick down there between his legs.
He moved around in the bed restlessly as she took his pulse. She then slipped a thermometer inside his mouth.
She could not help but continue to look down at that bulging rod, which was thrusting proudly against his hospital pajamas.
"You like my cock, don't you?" David chuckled, as she took the thermometer out of his mouth.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she stammered, taken aback at his boldness.
"You sure as hell do," he laughed.
"Don't try and con me, Ingrid, we've been friends for too long."
"The name is Miss Stevens to you, David."
"Come on now. I'm not ten years old, so don't start treating me like I am. I'm seventeen, and as hot as a young stud as there is in my school. Just ask some of the gals I've been banging regularly for the last two years. They'll tell you plenty."
"I'm not interested in any of those things," Ingrid said, trying to sound too insistent when she really wasn't. "I'm only interested in performing a professional service for you."
"That's a lot of bullshit and we both know it."
"I like you very much, David, but you're really pressing me too far. You're trying my patience. We've gotten along well because you have behaved like a gentleman. I'd like to see you continue behaving in that same manner, since that way we can continue to be friends."
"No, you don't. You want me to behave like a lover."
"Where did you get that foul idea?"
"First of all, it's not foul. Secondly, you know I'm telling the truth. I could see the look in your eyes when you were looking at that big cock of mine."
"Perhaps it was just curiosity."
"Sure it was curiosity. Now you're at least starting to admit a few things."
"I'm admitting nothing, except that I noticed it was hard."
"Why don't you take it out and stroke it?"
"I'd better be leaving."
"Please stay for just a minute or two."
"I do have other patients to take care of, you know."
"I know you do, but I'd appreciate it if you would stay."
"So you can make some more of those wild statements?"
"Why don't you just reach inside there and pull out my dick. You're really going to be happy if you do. It's silly to pretend that you're feeling nothing, when you're feeling everything."
"Just how can you be so presumptuous as to suggest what I am feeling?"
"Hell, I've seen women in heat before," he laughed. "Maybe I'm young as far as actual years are concerned, but when it comes to practical experience, baby, I've got quite a bit of it. More than one hell of a lot of grown men. And I can easily see that you're turned on, real turned on. So don't try and play coy games. And don't try and convince yourself that you're not feeling something when you really are. You're as hot as hell and I can see it."
"You're acting in a very impertinent way," Ingred Stevens exclaimed angrily. "Now I think I'll be leaving you. I'm getting very disturbed by your attitude."
"Come on over here, just for a second."
"And just why?"
"I want to show you something."
She paused momentarily, then walked over toward him.
She watched with wide-eyed amazement as he reached inside his pajamas and pulled out his throbbing meaty white rod.
"Just take a look at this cock," he said. "Wouldn't you just love to play with it?"
"You're a very uncouth young man," she snapped. "Now don't bug me anymore. I'm a nurse who is paid to perform a job in this hospital. I can't be bogged down with your emotional hangups."
"From the way you're looking at that cock, honey, it's certainly not just an emotional hang-up on my part. You're hot, damned hot. Let's be honest about it."
"Of course I looked at it. I was rather startled about what you were doing. I didn't think you were quite that bold."
"Sure you were startled. But you were also impressed. Just reach out and grab hold of it. Just take that right hand of yours and grab it. I'd like to see you pump up and down on it a few times.
"Okay, if you're really that convinced that you're not impressed by it, then why not go ahead and prove that I'm wrong. Go ahead and just grab hold of it. If you do, I'll just bet that you won't let go."
"You're out of your mind, David. I could take it or leave it anytime I wanted to."
"Then why not try and prove me wrong? Why not go ahead and do it?"
"Because I don't want to give in to your whims."
"You're not giving in to any whim. Prove me wrong. Go on."
Her eyes were focusing on that hot dick once more.
The longer she looked at it, the more captivated she became by its lengthy, illuminating presence.
She was trying her level best to resist him, but it was becoming increasingly more difficult. Now that he had gone so far as to show her his totally exposed instrument, she was more eager than ever.
"Go ahead, baby," he said softly. "Go ahead and grab it. Run those fingers over it."
Her hand was trembling slightly as she moved it forward. But she kept on pushing it toward his big dick.
She reached out and grabbed hold of it, running her fingers around its fleshy base.
"That's it, you're finally doing the right thing," he said. "You're getting smart, and that's just what I wanted. Run those fingers up and down it, move them over that big prick."
She let her fingers move up and down his lengthy spear. The longer she let her fingers come in contact with the hard instrument, the more aroused she became.
Without even being fully aware of just how rapidly things were proceeding with her, she started moving her fingers with greater rapidity over the base of that hard dick.
Now her fingers were moving at a rapid clip, enjoying every stimulating movement that she put forward.
"Now you're doing it, now you're getting me hot," he sighed. "Just keep it up."
She kept up those brisk movements for the next few minutes. At that point David had something else in mind for her.
"Okay, now why don't you suck it," he said.
She suddenly released her fingers from his cock, looking at him with astonishment.
"I'm not going to get that bold." she said.
"You're awfully hard to figure out," he laughed. "Here we were getting along real beautiful, and now you're trying to cool the whole thing, just when it's really starting to take off."
"Maybe I'm just starting to come to my senses," she shook her head. "After all, I am a nurse and this is a hospital room, in case you forget."
"No, I've got a very realistic way of knowing how it operates. I realize that people are just people when you get right down to it. You want to suck my dick and I want it sucked. So just put that tongue to work on it. I really wish you would. You're not only tearing me up, you're tearing yourself up, because we both want it. You want it every bit as much as I do. I can see it by the way you're looking at me right now."
"I haven't any idea what you're talking about."
"Come on, honey. Just run that tongue over the tip of my cock. I want to feel that itching sensation."
He reached out and ran his fingers over her smooth, ivory skinned face.
The vibration of his fingers working against her face got her immediately aroused.
At first her body stiffened, and then she began quivering ever so slightly. Finally her body started shifting uncomfortably.
"You want it, I know you do," he said. "Now run your tongue over my dick. Come on. You can do it. You'll love it."
The next thing she knew, she was lowering her head ever so slightly.
The closer the view she got of his bulging cock and his inflated balls, the more excited she became.
Her heart began fluttering eagerly as she dropped down on her knees beside his bed.
"That's it. Now you're getting close. Very close," he said in a soft, hypnotic tone.
He reached out and allowed his fingers to circulate through her radiant blonde hair.
He had loved those golden locks from the first time that he had set eyes on Ingrid, and he had dreamed from that moment of how wonderful it would be when they had sex.
Now she was just about ready to engage in it with him for the first time. It had taken a little convincing, but it was worth every solitary bit of it.
She slipped the moist and vitally alive red tongue over the very tip of his huge cock.
She began by working her tongue slowly around it. The longer she allowed her tongue to slip over the tip of that prick, the more rapid the heartbeats became within her.
Now she was working faster. Her tongue was feeling the anxiety, which was swiftly transmitting itself throughout the rest of her body.
Now her tongue was pumping at a fervent clip, running with great eagerness over the end of that long, hot dick.
His body began to vibrate as she kept up the spirited flow of the sucking.
His body started to tremble, moving from side to side with great rapidity as her speedy tongue action became more pronounced.
The longer she kept it up, the better she liked the entire activity. Now she was pushing him toward the brink of orgasm.
His cock and balls itched, but he did not want to shoot at this early stage. He wanted to receive more in the way of sucking thrills from her before expelling his hot, white juices.
He longed to feel her tongue circulating through the entire length of his prong. He wanted to feel it sliding up and down his lengthy pole.
By this time she was so enchanted by what she was doing that she wasn't about to say no to him concerning anything. She extended the level of her activity.
Ingrid started working her tongue up and down the entire length of his rod. The longer she kept it up, the speedier her movements became.
Up and down her tongue worked relentlessly over his throbbing massive tool. And all the while he was getting that much closer to orgasm. He gasped and sputtered, thoroughly overcome by the hot level of her activity.
"Okay, sweetheart, work your fingers around my balls," he implored. "I want you to do that for me, baby. I want you to run those fingers around me that way. I love that kind of action."
Now her tongue continued to frenziedly slide up and down his long inflated pole, her fingers worked their way around his balls.
She tickled his testicles as her fingertips glided over them with spirited enthusiasm. And while that was happening, her tongue continued to provide him with great thrills.
Up and down she pumped, and as she continued those fervent, dedicated movements, she let her fingers go to work with the same kind of zeal.
Now she was turned on by the way he kept moaning and groaning. He made certain to keep the tempo of his voice low enough where nobody else in any of the adjoining rooms could hear.
The important thing was for her to hear it, and that soft, sexy tone of his was doing the trick. He could tell by the way she was reacting.
She braced herself, as the hot white floodtide of orgasmic lava shot into her mouth.
It came at such a rapid rate that she had difficulty hanging on to every drop.
Several droplets slid out of the left side of her mouth, but they were the only ones that escaped. She managed to hang on to every other drop of juice that shot out of his hot dick.
She released her tongue from his piercing rod after swallowing the final few drops of juice.
"That thing shot like a cannon," he laughed. "And look at this dick, will you. It's still pretty damned hard. I could shoot the thing off again."
"I hope you're not getting ideas about doing that very thing."
"Now that you mention it," he laughed.
"No, I'm sorry."
"Come on, now. You sucked me once. Now that you've gotten acclimated to my cock, I'd think you would want to suck it again."
"Maybe I would like to suck it again, but if I don't finish making my evening rounds of the other patients, I'm going to be out of a job. And if I'm out of a job, you're not going to get anymore blow jobs. It's just that simple."
"I hope you change your mind," he smiled, as she walked toward the door. "And thanks for a beautiful blow job."
She closed the door behind her. Her confused mind was swimming with self-doubts.
Her body trembled slightly as she walked down the hall. She had always considered herself to be a highly disciplined person.
Her self-discipline had enabled her to take high honors in nursing school. Now that she had achieved the goal of life, being a registered nurse in a major hospital, she had let her guard down and become involved in sex with a patient.
She was overcome by the rapidity with which she had surrendered herself.