Chapter 1
In her career as a nurse, Meg Anders had seen just about everything, so she wasn't surprised by what happened in Room 124. The patient, an attractive man in his twenties who'd broken both legs in a motorcycle accident, grinned at her, whipped aside the sheet, and showed her his stiff cock.
"Look what I've got for you, beautiful," he said.
Meg didn't panic. A lovely, tall redhead of twenty-five, she was used to the male patients coming on to her. "Why, Jerry," she said with a lazy
smile, "how naughty of you."
"Aw, come on, have a heart, Mrs. Anders," Jerry sighed. "I've been stuck in this bed for two weeks now, and I'm hornier than a billy goat."
Meg found herself staring at his cock-very unprofessional conduct. It was a beauty, though, seven inches of thick, hard meat. She felt a sudden hot ache in her pussy which reminded her that she had to be about as horny as Jerry. She'd been short-tempered on the job lately, too. She knew damned well that what she needed was a good, long fuck.
It was ironic, she thought, that she was married to the most sexy-looking doctor at this big-city hospital. Tom Anders had all the nurses and female patients drooling over him. If only they'd known what a dud he was in bed! Meg's mind wandered back to the previous night and her latest frustrating scene with her husband.
It was one of their rare evenings together. All too often one of them had to work the night shift. Meg had prepared a candlelight supper and was wearing a low-cut black silk lounging dress that showed off the deep, ripe cleavage of her large thrusting tits. She knew she looked good. She was just hoping Tom would notice for a change.
He arrived home, flopped into a chair, and demanded a martini. Just one look at this lanky, sandy-haired man made Meg feel lusty. She brought him his drink and perched on the arm of his chair, running her hand over the back of his neck and practically purring with horniness. Tom started to tell her about all the things that had gone wrong at work.
"Darling," Meg said, "just for once, let's leave the medical profession at the hospital, okay? We don't get many nights to enjoy ourselves."
"Right," Tom said, "what's for supper?"
Meg tried to contain her impatience while they ate. Her neglected pussy felt swollen and burning-hot, and all she could think about was her husband's big, stiff cock. When they moved into the living room, she snuggled close to him on the couch and held her face up for a kiss. Tom obliged with a friendly peck on the cheek, then turned his attention to a basketball game on TV.
Meg couldn't stand it any more. She'd tried being subtle and seductive, but it wasn't working. She and Tom hadn't fucked in nearly three weeks, and she was going crazy with need. She could feel hot cream oozing from her famished cunt and soaking the crotch of her panties. Somehow she had to get Tom's attention.
"Darling," she moaned, "I'm horny."
Tom gawked at her-it wasn't like Meg to use such words. "Did I hear you right?" he said.
"Yes," Meg said, I'm horny, Tom. We haven't made love in weeks."
"Oh, okay, honey," he said, giving her a pat on the head, "right after the game."
Meg went off to the bedroom fuming. What was the matter with the man? Always lately he was either too busy or too tired to fuck, and it was driving her crazy. They'd been married for two years, and the first few weeks had been terrific-non-stop fucking. Now Tom was acting like an old man. Meg stripped and crawled into bed, nearly frantic with lust.
She forced herself to read a magazine till he finally came to bed. As he slipped under the covers, she noticed that his cock was stiff as a board. An encouraging sign at last! Her hungry, little cunt mouth gushed a big, hot flood of juice as she thought of taking that steel-hard prick. She kicked back the covers and exposed their naked bodies. Tom grinned and pulled her into his arms.
"Good game?" Meg said dryly.
"Fuck the game," he growled.
"No, fuck me," Meg said.
She felt his cock give a horny lurch against her thigh, and she quickly rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide. She was too impatient for any foreplay tonight. Tom briefly ogled her big, ripe tits and her triangular flame-colored bush, then rolled onto her, cramming his long, hard cock into the juicy mouth of her cunt.
"Ummmmmm, baby, yes," Meg moaned, "get into me."
Tom snorted lustily and slammed his thick cock right to the balls in her famished pussy hole. Meg groaned in ecstasy and dug her nails into his shoulders as she took the rock-hard meat. She loved the sensation of having her cunt totally stuffed with throbbing cock. She'd been aching to feel it for weeks now.
"Ahhhhh, Jesus, you're nice and wet," Tom moaned.
No wonder-she'd been creaming for hours just thinking about him. "Fuck me," darling," she moaned, "fuck my pussy good."
He was probably wondering what in hell had gotten into her-she'd never talked like that before. But she was just too achingly horny to hide her need. Tom shoved his hands under her lustily churning ass and began to fuck into her, long deep sensuous strokes that gave her hot blasts of pleasure. Meg gurgled and whimpered blissfully as she took the steady sawing of his stiff prick. She felt herself creaming uncontrollably all over his cock.
"Unnnhhhhh, yessss," she moaned, "your big cock feels so good in me, baby."
Tom didn't say anything. He was pretty inhibited in bed and, up to now, Meg had been bashful, too. He wasn't much for foreplay. He just liked to roll onto her and fuck right away. Sometimes she wished thing were different, but tonight all she wanted as a long, hard fuck. She moaned with pleasure each time he sank his big, throbbing prick deep into the hot tunnel of her cunt.
"Oooooo, Tom, you're fucking me so good," she whimpered. Still he didn't say anything, but she could tell that her naughty words were making him hotly excited. He snorted with lust and fucked into her harder, faster, and Meg shrieked with excitement. This was how she really craved to be fucked, a thorough reaming and stuffing of her frantically horny cunt. She arched her body up to take his plowing cock as deep as she could.
"Unnnnnhhh, yes, do it to me," she groaned. "Don't ever stop fucking me, Tom."
They'd only been fucking a few minutes, but already she was trembling on the very edge of climax. Considering how horny she was, that didn't surprise her at all. She bared her perfect, white teeth in a big grimace of lust as Tom's steadily pistoning cock gave her blast after blast of pleasure. The pleasure built till she felt a delicious explosion of sensation deep in her cunt.
"Ahhhhhhh, God, you're making me come," she moaned, "Ahhhhh, Tom Whaaahhhhhh."
"Unnhhhh, CHRIST, Uhhhhh," Tom bellowed.
Meg felt the searing blast of his jizz against her womb. As she convulsed in her own powerful climax, Tom groaned and shot his load, his ass knotting and jerking with lightning speed. She hadn't even finished coming when he rolled off her, a satisfied grin on his face.
"Hey, we oughta do that more often," he said. "Good night, honey."
Meg was too disappointed to answer. She lust stared in disbelief as he rolled over and began to snore. They hadn't even fucked five minutes, and he was already finished. No way was that little quickie going to take care of the lust she'd stored up for nearly three weeks.. Her burning-hot pussy still seethed with need.
But wasn't this always the way with Tom? On those rare occasions when they did fuck, he seemed to get it over with as fast as he could. All that mattered to him was getting his rocks off. Meg wanted to shake him, to tell him that one climax wasn't enough for her. She wanted him to know how unhappy she was with their sex life.
But Tom needed his sleep. He had to be at the hospital by seven in the morning. Meg turned out the beside lamp and lay there in the darkness seething with frustration. She loved Tom, but she couldn't go on like this. She was a healthy, young woman with normal needs, and her husband wasn't satisfying them. What was she going to do?
Now, the next morning, she found herself staring at Jerry's gorgeous, stiff seven-inch cock.
"Come on, baby," he said hoarsely, "at least jack me off. I'm going crazy just lying in this bed and thinking about pussy. Help me out."
It was tempting-so damned tempting. Jerry could help her out, too. She was the only nurse who came into this room, and she had the key. Nobody would ever have to know about it. Meg had never been unfaithful to Tom before, hadn't even considered it, but in her achingly horny state it seemed like the answer to her problem.
She could feel her starved pussy swelling and heating as she thought about getting it on with this handsome young biker. Maybe Tom didn't care about sex any more, but she cared a whole lot, and it just wasn't fair that she had to do without. Her mind made up, Meg walked quickly to the door and locked it. She turned back to Jerry and saw him grinning broadly.
"Hey, are you really gonna do it?" he cried.
"You're not one to kiss and tell, are you?" Meg asked.
"Shit, no," he said. "I know you're married to Dr. Anders, and I don't wanta wreck your scene. This is strictly between you and me, Meg."
Meg walked over to the side of the bed, and Jerry went right to work on the buttons of her uniform. Both his legs were weighted down in heavy casts, but that didn't hamper his hands-or his cock. Meg felt dizzy with lust as she eyed that handsome seven-incher. It stood straight up, bulging with blue veins and leaking thick hot juice.
"I've been staring at your tits for two weeks," Jerry said eagerly.
"I know," Meg laughed, "I know."
He got the front of her uniform open, and he gawked at her grapefruit-size tits which bulged in her skimpy bra. Meg unhooked the bra and pushed it up over her firm, thrusting tits, and Jerry's eyes got huge. The perfectly round globes were capped with large, light-pink nipples.
"Fantastic," he sighed. "Come closer."
Meg leaned against the railing of the bed and bent forward, her big, creamy-skinned tits practically in his face. She could feel sizzling cunt cream soaking through the crotch of her panties. She hadn't been so hotly aroused in a long time. Jerry cupped her silky-skinned tits and squeezed them, and she felt a shiver of pleasure that ran right down to her pussy.
His gleaming, red tongue shot out, and he began to lick her sensitive tits. She quivered with excitement and felt another steaming rush of juice from her aroused cunt. Jerry's hot juicy tongue swirled around her nipples, darting from one to the other, and the soft, pink cones stiffened into throbbing nubs.
"Mmmmmm, yessss," Meg sighed.
Jerry locked up at her questioningly. "I don't get it," he said, "are you doing this just as a favor, or isn't the doc giving you enough?"
Meg reddened and said, "Let's not talk about my husband, Jerry. Like you said, this is strictly between you and me."
"Okay, sorry," he grinned. "I just couldn't figure out how a gorgeous chick like you would have to go around horny."
A good question, indeed. Meg knew she was attractive. She couldn't count the number of times that patients and doctors had propositioned her. Too bad her husband didn't get that turned on by her. But she wouldn't think about Tom now. She wanted to lose herself in the delicious sensation of having her stiff, sensitive nipples tongued.
"Let's not talk any more, Jerry," she panted. "Let's just have fun."
"You got it," he said hoarsely.
He reached through the side railing and raised her skirt, tucking it up out of the way. Meg was wearing a skimpy pair of white bikini panties, and around the leg bands he could see a few coppery curls. Growling with lust, he tugged her panties down over her pert, round ass and let them slither down her legs. Meg stepped out of them, hot cream trickling down her inner thighs.
"Gorgeous," Jerry breathed.
He was gawking at her neat little bush of flame-red curls. Meg parted her thighs a little, giving him a glimpse of her wet, pink cunt, and he didn't waste any time getting his hand in there. She squealed with excitement as he ran a stiff finger over the swollen, hot flesh of her pussy. She creamed all over his finger-she just couldn't help it.
Jerry drew his finger back and licked up her pearly pussy juice. It was the sexiest thing she'd ever seen, and it made her wildly excited. She couldn't imagine Tom doing a kinky thing like that. He was too uptight, in too much of a hurry. She had a feeling that she was going to learn quite a bit from Jerry today.
He parted the furry lips of her cunt and isolated the pea-size lump of her clit. The pink bud was erect and stiff and beaded with pearly droplets of juice. He pressed a fingertip to her hotly pulsating r joy button and began to rub it, and Meg moaned hoarsely as sharp jolts of pleasure ripped through her pussy.
"Unnnhhh, yes, Jerry," she moaned, "fuck me, get me off."
Jerry grinned and began to saw his finger stiffly back and forth over her swollen clit. The sensation was delicious. Meg felt so dizzy with lust that she had to clutch the bed rail. Hot pleasure built and built in her starved pussy, and thick streams of juice gushed uncontrollably down her thighs. She ached to come, but she knew it wouldn't take long. Jerry was finger-fucking her expertly.
"Ahhhhh, so damned good," she sighed.
"Go for it, baby," he said. "I'm gonna get you off right now."
Meg thought he was just boasting, but he suddenly seized her slippery swollen joy button between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead it almost roughly. The sensation was fantastic. Meg cried out hoarsely and felt herself spinning toward climax. Hot blasts of pleasure tore through her whole pussy as Jerry rapidly kneaded her erect clit.
"Unnnhhhh, Ohhhhhh, God," Meg howled.
The climax hit her like a bomb blast, and her tall, big-titted body shook violently. She clutched the bed rail to keep from falling over, and she felt hot floods of juice streaming down her legs. Jerry kept up his expert fingering of her clit, intensifying her orgasm.
"Ooooooo, so good," she wailed, "Ahhhhhhh."
Jerry watched her hungrily as he finger fucked her. Her lovely face was flushed and contorted in a big grimace of pleasure, and her big pointed tits were wobbling crazily as she came. He felt her molten pussy juice soaking his fingers, and he wished he could cram his rock-hard cock into her steaming little cunt. But that was a technical impossibility for awhile.
He waited till she was coming down from her climax and then crammed two stiff fingers up her cunt. Meg responded with a hoarse groan of pleasure. He'd correctly sensed that this lovely redhead wouldn't be satisfied with just one orgasm. For some reason he couldn't figure out, she seemed starved for sex. He plunged his fingers up and down in her fiery-hot fuck hole with cock-like motions.
"Ohhhhh, my God, yes,'.' Meg howled, "fuck me good, Jerry, I need it so bad."
She was too insanely horny to be shy. She stood there gripping the bed rail, her head thrown back in ecstasy, as the young biker finger-fucked her lust-inflamed pussy. His stiff fingers made an obscene sucking noise as they reamed her juicy, little tunnel. He frigged her expertly-it felt like a big, hard cock pounding in her pussy.
"Do it to me, do it to me," she wailed.
Jerry was practically coming just from watching her and from feeling the inside of her cunt. Her cunt was deliciously snug, slick with juice, and hot as a blast furnace. He would have given anything to cram his achingly hard cock into that luscious little fuck tunnel. Thick streams of juice oozed from his piss hole and dribbled down his thick cock shaft.
"Unnnhhhhh, Jerry, you're doing it to me so good," Meg whimpered. "Just a little more, baby-make me come."
Jerry finger-fucked her even harder and faster, and she just barely stifled a shrill scream of ecstasy. It would be dangerous to be too noisy. She felt the searing pleasure building in her cunt till she was shaking with it, and her strong young cunt walls sucked and tugged at his fucking fingers, drawing them even deeper into her boiling-hot cunt. Suddenly she stiffened, gasped, then began to convulse.
"Ahhhhhh, I'm coming," she moaned.
Jerry finger-fucked her all the way through her body-rocking climax. Even as the violent pleasure-spasms shook her, she was thinking how great it would be if Tom played with her like this. But she wouldn't hold her breath waiting-her busy and important husband just didn't have time for things like that. She finally went limp and gasping, and Jerry drew his cream-drenched fingers out of her cunt and licked up her tangy juice.
"I could go on playing with you all day," he said hoarsely, "except my cock's about to explode."
Meg eyed his rigidly-standing prick and said, "What would you like me to do, Jerry?"
"Suck me off," he said with a lusty growl.
Meg's heart pounded. She'd never gone down on a man in her life. Tom had never asked her to blow him, and she was sure it wouldn't fit into his schedule. But secretly she'd been aching to try it, to lick and taste and suck a big, hard cock. She leaned over the railing as far as she could, but she still couldn't reach Jerry's stiff-standing cock.
"Damn this thing," she muttered, quickly lowering the railing. Jerry gave her a broad grin.
With the railing lowered, she could bring her full red-glossed lips right down to his rigid cock. She stuck out her tongue and sampled some of his streaming juice, scooping up some of the pearly stuff and rolling it on her tongue. She liked the salty, hot cream, and she went for more, lapping up the thick rivers that coursed down his fat, blue-veined prick.
"Mmmmmmm," she murmured.
"Yeah, eat my juice, baby," Jerry panted.
She cleaned his big, hard cock, leaving it wet with her spit, and then she swirled her greedy, little tongue around and around the big, purple head of his cock, eating up his juice as fast as it oozed from his slit of a piss hole. Jerry was flushed and breathing harshly as he watched her, his eyes hot and glassy with lust.
"I'm gonna come any second, Meg," he groaned. "Suck me off now, baby, suck."
Meg opened her mouth wide and brought it down around that big, hard, purple knob. She plunged her hot, juicy mouth down as far as she could, taking more than half his thick seven-incher. She started to suck hard and hungrily on his juice-oozing prick, and Jerry gave a long hoarse moan of pleasure.
"Shit, yeah, baby," he cried, "suck my cock good and hard."
Meg found herself instantly turned on by sucking his cock. She drew in her cheeks and raised her tongue to sheath his throbbing prick meat in hot, juicy flesh. She suctioned big, hot blobs of juice from his piss hole and swallowed them with a greedy, gurgling noise. Jerry moaned and started fucking her mouth in his uncontrollable excitement.
"Get ready to eat my load," he groaned. "Ahhhhhh, yeah, aaaaggghhhh."
Meg let her mouth fill with his delicious jizz till her cheeks puffed out and little rivers of juice ran from the corners of her lips. She gulped down the hot load and moaned with lust as Jerry fed her another steaming mouthful of come. She gorged herself on the salty cream till he'd shot his very last drop.
Then she drew back and straightened her clothes. "I'd better get back to work," she smiled. "Thanks, Jerry-I needed that."
"You'll be back?" he said eagerly.
"Yes, Jerry," Meg replied, "I'm pretty sure I will."