Chapter 4
The next day Meg was at the hospital, taking a coffee break with some of the other nurses, when a very attractive new intern walked by. He looked to be about twenty-five, and he was six feet tall, well built, deeply tanned, with sun-bleached blond hair. Meg watched him with great interest.
"Who's that?" she asked. "Isn't he new around here?"
"Oh, yes, that's Randy Higgins," another nurse said. "A real hunk, isn't he?"
They all laughed, and Meg changed the subject. She didn't want the other nurses thinking about Randy Higgins--she wanted the guy all to herself. If he fucked as good as he looked, he'd be quite a catch. It was just a matter of arranging to meet him. She didn't know it, but luck was going to be on her side.
After her break, she started checking on patients, and in the second room she entered, there was Dr. Higgins. Up close, he was even more sexy-looking, and he gave her a big grin that made her feel instantly horny. She noticed him checking her out, his eyes darting over her tall, big-titted body.
"Hello there," he said, "I'm Randy Higgins, the new intern on this floor."
"I'm Meg Anders," she replied with a big warm smile. "Welcome to the staff, doctor."
"Just call me Randy," he said. "Anders-isn't that the name of one of the doctors?"
"Yes," Meg sighed, "he's my husband."
She wished she hadn't had to bring that out right away, because Randy's face fell, and he muttered a few more remarks before turning his attention to the patient. Luckily he needed Meg's help in changing a dressing, and she stood right beside him and "accidentally" rubbed against him. When they'd finished, he was breathing faster, and his interest in her had definitely revived.
"I don't suppose you've had a chance to learn your way around here, Randy," Meg said as she prepared to leave. "If you'd like to have lunch, maybe I could show you a few things." She spoke in an enticing husky voice, and again his eyes wandered over her body.
"Sure, Meg," he answered, "I'd love to have lunch."
"See you then," she smiled.
She could hardly wait till lunch hour. She was sure the guy was turned on to her, and it was just a matter of overcoming his scruples about getting it on with a married woman. Meg was sure that a stiff cock could overcome any scruples. She got hornier as the minutes passed. Finally she found Randy in the hall, where they'd agreed to meet.
"I've been thinking," he said, "and I hate that noisy cafeteria. Why don't we just buy a couple of sandwiches and go to my office?"
Meg struggled to act calm. "Why, that would be fine, Randy," she purred.
His office wasn't much, just a little cubbyhole with a tiny desk and a single bed where he could catch a nap during his long hours of work. The bed suited Meg just fine. She sat down on it and patted a place beside her, and Randy eagerly moved as close as he could without seeming rude.
"Married, Randy?" she asked.
"Nope."
"Girlfriends?"
"I haven't had time to find any yet," he sighed. "Then you must be terribly horny," Meg said in a low sympathetic voice. Randy gawked at her. "Well, yeah," he finally managed to say, "I am pretty horny. Damned horny. Now, just by coincidence, you wouldn't happen to be horny, too, would you, Meg?"
"Why, it just so happens I am," she cooed.
They both set aside their half-eaten sandwiches and grabbed for each other, kissing hungrily. Meg was delighted. Randy was horny all right, working his tongue feverishly in her mouth and actually quivering with need. And he'd been much easier to seduce than she'd dreamed. She clung to him, rubbing her big, firm tits against his chest. She slipped her hand into his crotch and felt the big, hard bulge of his erect cock.
As she touched his cock, Randy drew back and looked at her with hot hungry eyes. Meg smiled and said, "Lunch hour isn't very long."
"That's right," Randy said hoarsely.
"So we better get right to it," Meg said, standing up and starting to undress.
"I can't believe this," Randy said with a happy sigh.
They stripped as fast as they could and slipped onto the narrow bed. Randy seemed to be touching and kissing her everywhere at once, and Meg returned the favor, running her hands all over his tall, muscular body. She looked down at his rigid seven-inch cock and shivered in lusty anticipation. His engorged prick looked as thick as her wrist.
"Things not going too well between you and your husband?" he asked.
She wished men would stop asking her about that. "Never mind about him," she cooed, running her fingers over Randy's hotly throbbing cock. "Let's just have a good time."
Randy was too achingly horny to pursue the matter. He actually didn't give a shit about this Dr. Anders anyway. It had been more than a month since he'd been laid, and here was this gorgeous, big-titted redhead practically throwing herself at him. Did it really matter if she was married?
He slid his hand between her thighs and felt the scorching, juicy flesh of her pussy. As he touched her, she creamed thick juice all over his hand. She wasn't faking her lust-no girl could cream at will, especially a big, hot rush like that. She fisted his bloated cock and pumped it eagerly. She was breathing loudly and rapidly.
"Randy, let's not waste any more time," she panted. "I'm so horny."
Randy gave a snarl of lust and rolled her onto her back. Meg eagerly opened her legs and drew them up, exposing the glistening, pink flesh of her pussy and its delicate fringe of copper curls. Randy didn't think he'd ever seen such a luscious-looking cunt-but he wasn't here just to admire it. He crawled between her legs and wedged the big, purple head of his cock into the snug, slick mouth of her cunt. Meg moaned and shivered convulsively.
"Oooooo, yeah, get into me," she cried.
Randy eased his big, hard cock slowly into her, remaining on his knees so he could watch her response. As the thick cock meat gradually stuffed her horny little pussy, she flushed with arousal, and her face twisted in a grimace of pleasure. Through her thick lashes she looked at him with hot, horny eyes. He could feel her creaming heavily all over his cock.
"My God, yes," she panted, "get your big cock all the way into me, Randy."
Just looking at her and listening to her was almost enough to make him come. He'd never fucked a girl so beautiful or so unashamedly lusty. He prolonged the delicious moment of getting into her, easing his steel-hard prick slowly up her gripping juicy, fuck tunnel. Her cunt was fantastically tight and scorching hot. At last his big hairy balls came to rest against her slit.
"Ahhhhhhh, Christ, that feels good," he sighed.
"Mmmmmmmm, it sure does," Meg leered. "You've got such a big cock, Randy."
"I had a transplant from a gorilla," he said.
In Meg's opinion, this was no time for jokes, so she began jerking her hips lustily, slamming her cream-slick cunt up and down the long, rigid pole of his cock. Randy sensed her impatience, and he began fucking into her in deep, steady strokes. She could hear the obscene noise his thick cock made as it reamed the hot juice from her cunt, a wet sucking sound that filled the room.
"Mmmmmm, yeah, fuck it to me," she sighed, "fuck my pussy good, baby."
Randy was still having a hard time believing that all this was happening. He hadn't been at the hospital more than three hours before this terrifically stacked chick had started coming on to him, and now here he was plowing his cock in her lust-slick pussy. Of course, he could get into real trouble for fucking a doctor's wife, but he was pretty sure Meg wasn't going to tell on him. She seemed as horny as he was.
She lay back with her long, red hair streaming over the pillow, gurgling and squealing with pleasure as he fucked her. She grinned shamelessly as she took the steady, deep thrusts of his cock. He watched her tits quivering, the big, pink nipples stiff with arousal. Her helplessly gushing cream overflowed her stuffed cunt and trickled down the crack of her ass.
"Unnnhhh, so damned good," she moaned.
Randy's cock was hard as a rock and so thick that it stuffed every inch of her hungrily gripping cunt. She could feel his big fuck tool throbbing against her cunt walls each time he plowed into her. His coarse-furred balls tickled and slapped her swollen pussy lips. She gorged herself on his slow but steady fucking, wishing it never had to end.
"Enjoying yourself, doctor?" she grinned.
"Are you kidding?" Randy leered. "I could go on fucking you forever, nurse. You've got the tightest pussy I was ever into."
No wonder, Meg thought-her pussy hadn't been used very much. She'd been a virgin when she married Tom, and she'd been lucky if she got laid once a month--it only happened when his golf game got rained out. She dismissed Tom from her mind and gave herself up to the delicious sensation of having her lust-inflamed cunt stuffed and reamed by Randy's big, hard cock.
Still she knew they were running out of time, and she desperately wanted to get off. She wanted to get off more than once if she could manage it. She began fucking at him, jerking her hips impatiently, slamming her hot, little cunt up and down the greased pole of his cock. Randy leered down at her but didn't move any faster. He acted like they had all the time in the world.
"Randy, fuck me harder, please," she moaned, "faster. Really give it to me."
"Sure, Meg, whatever you want," he grinned.
He slumped down on her now, his steely cock shaft rubbing her swollen clit and giving her hot blasts of pleasure. He shoved his hands under her lustily churning ass, gripped it tightly, and started fucking into her hard and fast. Their bellies smacked loudly together, and the little bed shook and creaked.
"Ahhhh, yessss," Meg howled, "that's it, baby, fuck it to me hard."
Randy rammed his long, stiff cock right to her womb with every greedy thrust, and Meg responded with howls of delight and heavy floods of steaming pussy juice. This was the way she really craved to be fucked, almost savagely hard, a kinky combination of pleasure and pain. She'd stored up her lust for so long that only a near-rape could satisfy her.
"Too rough for you?" Randy panted.
"Noo," she moaned, "I want it this way, Randy. I want it as hard as you can give it to me."
That suited Randy just fine, because his natural instincts were driving him to ram his big, bloated cock into her as hard and fast as he could. It had been a long time since he'd stuffed his stiff cock into a nice, juicy pussy. He snorted with lust and fucked into her like a pile-driver, while she moaned, dug her nails into his shoulders, and humped back at him, drenching his prick with her molten juice.
"Unnnhhhhh, yeah, you big stud," she moaned, "you're gonna make me come."
Randy felt her cunt getting tighter by the second around his pile-driving prick. She was hot as a blast furnace inside, almost searing his meat. Her heavy cream came uncontrollably, soaking his cock and overflowing to puddle on the bed beneath her. He'd never know a woman so hotly aroused, so wild to fuck.
"Uhhhhh, you're doing it to me," she gasped, "I'm coming, Aaahhhhhh."
Her whole body shook violently, and her cunt began to convulse, gripping and releasing his prick in a steady hard rhythm. That muscular sucking tube seemed to be trying to suction the come right out of his balls. Randy gritted his teeth and fucked into her hard and deep, struggling not to shoot his load. He wanted to enjoy her tiny, slick cunt right up to the last possible minute.
"Unnnnhhhh, I'm coming so good," Meg groaned.
He was amazed at the intensity and the length of her orgasm. Whoever this Anders guy was, he couldn't have been fucking her enough. She was wild for fucking, starved for coming. Randy was sure she'd want to get off again, and he definitely intended to do it for her. Finally she went limp and gasping beneath him, his rock-hard cock still lodged deep in her hot, little pussy.
"Mmmmmm, nice," she sighed.
"But you want more?" Randy grinned.
"How'd you guess?" she laughed. "But, Randy, are you sure we have time?"
He glanced at his watch. "Still half an hour," he said. "Or would you rather finish your sandwich?"
"Suddenly I'm not hungry," she said.
"Good, then let's flip you over," Randy said. "I like to do it more than one way."
Meg had never fucked dog-style before-new positions had never interested Tom. But she was eager for novelty and as Randy whipped his stiff cream-soaked cock out of her cunt, she quickly rolled onto her hands and knees. He gripped her slim hips and positioned her with her luscious, little ass up in the air.
"Uhhhhh," Meg gasped.
Randy had plowed his cock hard and deep into her cunt, butting her womb. It felt strange and exciting to be stuffed from behind. She dug her nails into the bedspread and drenched his deeply-thrust cock with molten pussy syrup. Randy caught his breath and started fucking her in the same steady, hard rhythm as before. The guy was tireless-and Meg was delighted.
"Ahhh, yes, fuck it to me, baby," she whined, "fuck my pussy good."
"I'd like to fuck you the whole damned day," Randy panted.
"Some other time," Meg sighed. "Right now you're gonna have to set a speed record."
She wished they didn't have to keep thinking about that damned clock. As Randy plowed his big, hard prick again and again into her seething, little fuck hole, she gurgled and whined in ecstasy. She didn't think she could ever get enough of this young man's swift, hard fucking. It was just the way she'd aways wanted Tom to fuck her.
Tom-it would really blow his mind if he walked in here right now and found her fucking this handsome, young intern, taking his huge, slamming cock from behind. Maybe Tom needed a little shaking up. He had to learn that she had needs, too. But Meg couldn't concentrate on that problem for long. Randy's steadily plowing cock was driving her fast toward another orgasm.
"Unnnhhhhh, you're fucking me good, baby," she moaned, "I just love it."
"I love fucking you, Meg," he panted. "You're a terrific piece of ass."
She wondered if Tom thought of her that way, as a terrific fuck. Probably not. For him, she was just there, a nice, hot juicy cunt to come in, preferably as fast as possible. Not once in their marriage had he asked her if she'd enjoyed it. Well, to hell with him-she could find plenty of men who'd be sure to get her off as many times as she wanted.
"Unnnnhhhhhh, Randy, I'm gonna come again," she moaned. "Fuck me real hard, baby, really give it to me."
Randy crammed his bloated cock into her with lightning speed, lustily watching his thick, blue-veined shaft spreading her delicate fur-fringed cunt lips and plowing deep into her body. Each time he drew back for another lunge, his cock dripped with her thick pearly juice. Her cunt began to tighten around his slamming cock, and then she shuddered and wailed.
"Ooooo, I'm coming," Meg cried, "Aaahhhh."
Randy gripped her writhing hips and managed to ride out the storm of her climax. Her luscious body rocked violently, and her big, dangling tits swung back and forth. He could feel her cunt gripping and squeezing his prick, and he was damned near shooting his load. But a quick glance at his watch told him they still had fifteen minutes, and he didn't intend to waste them.
Gritting his teeth, he managed to hold out till she stopped coming. As her climax died away, she slumped forward, flushed and panting, and his steel-stiff cock snapped from her slick pussy hole. She writhed with the after-shocks of her climax, thick come-juice oozing from the mouth of her cunt, "Mmmmmm, Randy, you fantastic stud," she sighed.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," he said. "How about sitting on it?"
"Are you sure we have-" Meg began.
"Fifteen minutes," he interrupted. "Let's go."
Well, why not? As he rolled onto his back, his handsome seven-inch cock sticking straight up, Meg hurried to straddle him. She slammed the juice-slick mouth of her cunt down around the big, purple knob of his cock head, and Randy took it from there. Gripping her waist, he snorted lustily and plowed his granite cock right to her womb.
"UHHHHH," Meg gasped.
"Too hard for you?" he said.
"Uh-uh," she grinned, "you just knocked the breath out of me, that's all. Do it again."
He leered up at her and started fucking into her hard and fast. She wondered where he got his energy. They'd been fucking for forty-five minutes now, and he wasn't even sweaty. Not that she minded, of course--she was really up for this long thorough fucking. She rode his ramming cock with squeals and gurgles of pleasure.
"Ooooooo, yes, baby, yes," she cried. "Fuck me with that big, hard cock, Randy." Randy had a nice view of the action. He could watch her big pink-nippled tits wobbling with the force of his fucking, and he could watch his cream-drenched prick slicing in and out between her swollen cunt lips. He saw her eyes roll crazily, then screw shut in ecstasy. Her little tongue lolled out as she approached yet another climax. This time he intended to come along with her. His balls felt ready to burst, his cock painfully engorged.
"Take it, baby, take my cock," he panted.
"Unnnnhhhhh, yes, give it to me," Meg whimpered, "I want every fuckin' inch."
If that's what she wanted, he was glad to give it to her. Gripping her small waist, he fucked into her like a stallion, ramming her womb. The bed groaned and shook, and the room was filled with her shrill cries and the lewd, sucking sound of his cock reaming her cream-filled box. Meg threw back her head and howled with ecstasy.
"Unnnggghhhh, Randy, you're fucking me so damned good," she moaned, "I love it."
Randy was too busy to answer. As he pounded his cock into her with lightning speed, he could hardly keep from shooting his load. He wanted to take her along with him, but it would have to be damned soon. Desperately he reached up and caught her swollen clit between his fingers. He gave the moist button a prolonged squeeze, and Meg shuddered convulsively.
"That's it, I'm coming," she howled.
Not a second too soon-as her convulsing cunt squeezed his cock almost flat, Randy bellowed and began to come, blasting her womb with sizzling jets of jism. Meg gurgled blissfully as she took the steaming loads of his come. He felt like he'd shot a gallon of the stuff into her, he was so wildly aroused. They howled and bucked together till he'd shot the very last drops of his jizz.
"Oh-oh," Meg said, consulting her watch, "we're due back on the floor right now."
They quickly dressed and left Randy's office. As they stepped into the hall they noticed a list of schedules posted on the wall. Randy read it and grinned wickedly.
"Well, what do you know?" he said. "Dr. Anders is scheduled for night shift this evening. Why don't you come over to my place, Nurse Anders, and we can play checkers and have a nice cup of tea?"
"Why, Dr. Higgins," Meg grinned, "I'd be delighted."