Chapter 8
"Come on, Trina!" Mr. Waxman grunted. He wiggled his flabby hips on the hospital bed and thrust his throbbing cock through the encasing grip of her fingers. "You can do better than that! Jack off my prick hard! I want to spurt!
Drops of sweat beaded on Trina's forehead, moistening her long, brown hair. Her wrist and forearm ached from stroking Waxman's cock so hard.
Grimly, she raised her head and looked around the small, private room on the hospital's East Ward. Then she frowned and returned her attention to his thick, pulsing dick. It was a nice, big cock, but she still didn't want to be doing this at all.
Why was this old guy so fucking horny? He had to be at least sixty years old. He was incredibly fat, his hair was gone, and what little was left was as white as a sheet. Trina had always thought a man this age wouldn't have a strong sex drive. But everytime she walked into his room, there was his cock again, twitching stiffly under the sheets.
It was her own fault for being so big-hearted, of course. Trina knew she never should have started sucking and fucking her patients in the first place. Now every bedridden man in the hospital was after her, whether she was on duty or not.
She didn't like it anymore. The fucking was enjoyable enough. Trina had been an exceptionally horny girl all her life, and she came whenever her pussy was filled by a nice, stiff cock. But she didn't like the way she was being treated.
All these horny, sick guys didn't give a shit about her at all. Waxman just yelled at her when he was horny. She might as well have been a cum-milking machine.
"Gimme your cunt!" Waxman shouted suddenly. His dick was rock-hard and oozing cum as she stroked it rapidly with her fingers. He licked his lips and tried to grab Trina's ass. "Come on, honey! I want to suck some of that sweet pussy!"
"All right, all right," Trina said irritably. She rose to her feet and reached under the hem of her uniform dress. "Just give me a chance to get off my panties, would you please?"
Waxman moaned and kept fumbling for her ass, like a dog who hadn't been fed in a week. Trina pulled off her bikini panties and knotted her skirt around her waist, exposing the rounded cheeks of her small, plump ass and the hairy black triangle of her cunt.
Then she climbed onto the bed and sat unceremoniously on Waxman's face. Digging her knees into the mattress to either side of his ears, she lowered her ass until she felt his tongue touch the moist, pouting lips of her cunt. Bending forward, she held his swollen cock in both hands and extended her tongue to lick the cum-drooling knob.
"Oh, thank God," Waxman groaned.
"Well, hurry up," Trina said irritably. "I don't have all day."
Waxman buried his face in the steaming, hairy wetness between her legs. Hungrily he lapped up the juices that oozed from her fuck hole, licking quick, wet circles around the stiffening bud of her clit.
He was a very good pussy sucker, and he acted as if he could have lived the rest of his life with his tongue buried in her snatch. In spite of all the patients she'd already fucked that day, Trina found herself responding immediately.
His prick was long and thick, and the knob was at least as big as a ripe, spongy plum. Trina opened her mouth wide and engulfed the first several inches of his cock in the buttery wetness of her throat.
Hungrily she sucked his dick, doing everything she could to bring him off. Her head bobbed up and down over his lap as she fucked her mouth with his prick. Gurgling, gulping noises came from the back of her throat as she sucked harder by the moment.
Her furious sucking only made Waxman eat out her pussy that much more energetically. "Unhhh," he groaned. As his prick throbbed in her mouth, he slid his hand between her thighs and buried two fingers in the hairy, swollen mouth of her pussy. He began to jack off her cunt as he sucked, closing his lips tightly around her burning clit.
"Unhh, fuck!" Trina gasped. She let his cock slide out of her mouth so she could groan and whimper with the pleasure growing in her pussy. "Oh, that's good, Mr. Waxman! Fingerfuck me! Suck my clit hard!"
She held his prick in her fist and squeezed the shaft hard as he worked on her pussy, occasionally giving the knob a short, feverish suck. Quickly her ass began to move nimbly, fucking her pussy all over his face.
Waxman sucked her clit and teased the tip with his tongue. His free hand pushed her jiggling ass cheeks apart. Suddenly he rammed two fingers into the puckered, rubbery ring of her asshole.
"Suck meeeee!" Trina cried. The bed shook as she heaved up and down, grinding her pussy hard on his mouth. "Cumming now! Oh Mr. Waxman, make me cream! Unggghh!"
Trina bit her lip so she wouldn't scream. Blushing and grimacing, she humped her pussy on Waxman's mouth as the spasms seared deliciously through the oozing lips of her sopping-wet cunt. Then the spasms subsided, and she collapsed in exhaustion, nearly falling off the bed.
"Fuck me now!" Waxman demanded excitedly. He glanced at his warmly-pulsing dick and tried to push Trina's ass to his cock. "Come on, baby! I got you off! Now it's my turn!"
Sighing, Trina turned to face her elderly patient and straddled his hips, digging her knees into the bed to either side of his waist. Waxman licked his lips as he looked at her spread thighs over his body, at the thick, black hairs of her cunt. Then he held his cock up so she could take the knob into her pussy.
"Sit on it, baby!" he whispered. "You want it now! Take all of my cock!"
Trina whimpered as Waxman rubbed his dickhead all over her wet pussy. As tired as she was, she couldn't help responding to the feel of his spongy, swollen knob on her sensitive clit.
He centered the tip of his prick between the pouting lips of her pussy. Trina gasped and pushed her ass down hard, letting inch after inch of his meaty cock bore into the clasping wetness of her fuck tunnel.
"You're tight, baby!" Waxman moaned. He winced as his prick pushed into the mushy hole between her legs, as he felt her cunt muscles clinging tightly to the veined shaft of his cock. "Take it all now! All the way up your snatch!"
With all of his dick throbbing in her pussy, Trina leaned forward and tightly held Waxman's shoulders. Waxman looked at her big tits and squeezed them through her dress. Trina started fucking him fast and hard, pumping her naked ass up and down.
"Fuck me, Mr. Waxman!" she squealed. The raging passion of lust had overwhelmed her now. It didn't matter that Waxman was another patient - she just wanted to get laid. "Come on, you bastard! Fuck my cunt!"
Milking her tits, Waxman heaved his flabby hips off the bed. Trina moaned as she felt his thick, throbbing cock sliding in and out of her greasy cunt tunnel.
He had a big dick, and she could feel her pussy slit opening for its thickness as her cunt muscles clung hungrily to the shaft. Clawing his shoulders, she bucked her blushing little ass cheeks much harder. The bed shook wildly on the floor as she frantically fucked her cunt on his rock-hard prick.
"Oh Jesus, is that good!" Waxman sighed. He kept his hands on her jiggling tits and lay motionless on his back, letting Trina do all the work as she pistoned her pussy on his cock. "Harder, baby! My dick is so hard! I got to blow my wad!"
"I'm gonna cum! Oh, fuck me, Mr. Waxman - oh Christ, unh ... "
The short, breathless grunts came panting from Trina's parted lips as she worked her feverish lust off on Waxman's pulsing dick. She knew he was being selfish in lying so still beneath her, but she didn't care. Her cunt was so wet and hot, and her clit was so aroused it felt like it was burning. Trina just wanted to fuck her pussy on his dick until she came.
Steadily she worked and humped her ass, taking more of his spearing cock into her fuck hole with every thrust. Waxman shut his eyes and smiled deliriously with pleasure. Trina stopped moaning, and for awhile the room was silent as she counted her thrusts by the squeaking bed springs. Then:
"Cumming now!" she cried. The exquisite spasms exploded suddenly deep inside her cunt, forcing her ass to hump even harder and her pussy slit to cling tightly to Waxman's throbbing cock. "Ungghh! Oh Jesus! Fuck me, fuck me haaaard! I'm cumming!"
The pressure of Trina's cunt muscles around his burning hard-on put Waxman over the edge. Sighing as his balls tightened, he lifted his ass and buried his drooling prick into her pussy as far as it would go.
The jism spurted violently from his purplish cockhead, filling Trina's pussy with gushers of cum. Trina moaned as she felt the wet jism pour into her cunt. She continued to thrust her pussy onto his squirting dick until the last milky drops of cum had oozed from his swollen knob.
Then they were finished for the day. Waxman sleepily shut his eyes. Trina sighed and climbed off the bed, already preparing to make the rest of her hospital rounds.
She'd gotten off on fucking him well enough, but she still felt abused. None of her patients really cared about her. Suddenly Trina found herself wondering if a trip back home might do her good. At least there she knew she was loved.