Chapter 2
Although she was only twenty-five, Christine Barr was already the head nurse on her shift at the local hospital. She was, the doctors all observed, vital, efficient and very smart in her job. She also had the sexiest ass and legs you could ask for, not to mention a very decent set of tits.
The problem was she didn't date hospital personnel.
What Chris did outside her job, no one knew. She might have lived on the moon, so tight-lipped was she about her private life. But, as more than one intern observed, she had to be doing something to get her rocks off regularly, because you just couldn't be built like that and not fuck. It was an insult to
Nature.
The staff psychiatrist mentioned to the other doctors that Ghris was definitely not the vibrator-type. There was a distinct vibrator-type personality, the kind of woman who could get hung up on one of those nine-inch humming cocks and depend on it exclusively for satisfaction. He'd had one patient, a rather stacked librarian, who was so obsessed with her vibrator she bought it little presents, talked to it like a lover and put it to bed every night in a tiny doll's cradle.
At the psychiatrist's urging, she tried men for a change, and she supposed they were all right, but she still couldn't get a feverish orgasm without her vibrator.
In her case, it would be a lifelong affair. The shrink thought seriously about screwing her himself, since she was voluptuously stacked, but decided against it. .Who wanted to compete with nine inches of indestructible, quivering plastic when you only had six inches of live, precious flesh?
Although his judgement was considered sound and sometimes even brilliant, in this particular case, the psychiatrist was unerringly full of shit.
Chris was not a vibrator-type, but she definitely used a vibrator—not nine inches, but ten. With a harness attached. She did not use it on herself, however.
She used it on girls and women, and she used it with great skill and diabolical, teasing fury. Somewhat petite in build, with lush curves, shimmering chestnut hair and gleaming eyes, Chris preferred girls and women taller and more ripely developed than herself. She particularly loved hot-breasted, sexy blondes.
Like the housewife she was meeting in her apartment in about five minutes, Marie Livingston.
Chris had met Marie at the hospital, where the blonde was a volunteer worker, only an occasional visitor which made her eligible for Chris's standards. The nurse made it a strict rule never to mix business with pleasure, not since her last job in San Francisco.
She'd sucked off almost every nurse on her shift, in a variety of spots—the women's toilet, the storage rooms, the linen closets, vacant rooms, wherever her frantic urge struck her and another nurse was willing.
And it was surprising how many nurses were willing, including a number of married ones. Most had swung with other nurses anyway, when they were students living in dorms, and had a curfew to observe. Chris' sultry looks, combined with her reputaton for giving a girl a torrid, unforgettable suck, kept her quite busy.
She was caught by an intern one night in a vacant room with another young nurse, her tongue up the girl's gorgeous ass and two fingers up her hotly sucking pussy. The intern demanded sex for silence and Chris gave it to him, a long, strenuous session. She'd made it with men since she was sixteen, but had become cunt-crazy in nurse's school when dates with men were restricted.
Once she'd had her first taste of sex with girls she couldn't get enough.
But the intern hadn't been the end of it. He'd turned his buddies onto her, and she had had to satisfy them as well. Finally, Chris just quit and travelled south to this small suburban town, where she started a new life.
Now she kept her business strictly apart from her violent, wanton sex life.
As she waited for her newest affair to show up, the tawny nurse checked her appearance in the mirror. She was heavily made-up with eyeshadow and glistening red lipstick. She wore a low-cut black dress that trussed up her luscious tits, misty black nylons and five-inch spike heels. She looked almost obscenely exciting, reeking with cheap perfume, glaring with lewd promise.
And her girlfriend loved it.
She checked the bedroom. A vicious-looking black whip, short length of rope and her ten-inch vibrating prick lay on the corner of her neatly made bed.
Her girlfriend loved that, too.
She sipped a glass of sherry as she waited, smoking a cigarette thoughtfully. Chris didn't know when she'd gotten so feverish and urgent over women, pussy-crazy, but it had really gotten out of hand in San Francisco. She'd hungered for every juicy set of tits and cute ass she'd laid her eyes on, in a state of perpetual lust. She'd swung with men frantically too, but it didn't seem to help, although she enjoyed it enough.
She pursed her sultry mouth and shrugged. It just happened, that's all. And the hotter she got, the stranger her urges became. She tied them down on the bed and fucked them brutally with her plastic cock, raping their mouths with her madly throbbing cunt, teasing them mercilessly first. For a while she was worried, wondering if she ought to go to a psychiatrist.
But why?
She was having a wild time, a very hot time. And more important, she couldn't stop if she wanted. Maybe she was a nympho, she thought with a wry smile, a pussy-mad nympho. It was possible. Where sex was concerned, she'd learned, anything was possible. The only thing the sexy nurse knew for certain was that she had a raging fire in her lips and tongue and eagerly pulsing cunt, a fire that had to be fed on a regular basis or she'd go insane. That was how feverishly hot she got at times, a mass of throbbing, consuming desire that had to suck and fuck and tease and whip and rape women.
Hot women, like herself. Like Marie Livingston, who'd never made it with a girl before
Chris, and who was hypnotized by her obscene brand of sex.
Her doorbell buzzed and Chris went to answer it, a pleasant smile on her ripe lips. The same lips that could drive a woman into hysteria, and considerably worse.
Naked on the bed, Marie crouched on all fours, her creamy hot ass jutting out, braced for its bittersweet agony. She trembled fiercely, the suspense maddening as Chris stood beside the bed, still wearing her misty nylons and heels but stark naked aside from that.
The whip tore down in a sudden arc and Marie cried out at the flash of burning pain on her ass-flesh. Again and again the whip lashed, until the sobbing housewife's milky flesh had turned into a glowing crimson, until her naked butt was numb with shock.
Then Chris climbed onto the bed behind her and gripped her asscheeks gently in her fingers, her tongue licking the hot flesh in lewd circles, a trickle of bliss in a sea of pain.
At thirty-five, Marie Livingston was the perfect picture of an attractive, wholesome
American housewife and mother. Still sensuously striking, she nevertheless brought images of apple pie and pleasant, motherly concern to people's minds. She was the classically respectable small-town housewife, better-looking than most, well-groomed, cheerful and popular.
Chris' wet tongue shot up Marie's ass and she moaned and shuddered with mad excitement. If her husband and children could see her now she would die of pure shame. But the obscene, sultry nurse had given her one thing that her husband and children and friends and neighbors had not—the hottest excitement of her otherwise monotonous life, the most shattering orgasms imaginable, the most intense, delicious thrills a woman could crave.
And the punishment was built right into the ecstasy.
Still hunched over on all fours, Marie screamed softly and wiggled her ass in spasms as Chris dipped her long tongue into her dripping cunt. She teased and sucked and lapped until Marie was frantically hot, until she was on the verge of a breath-taking climax.
That's when Chris abruptly stopped. The panting nurse climbed off the bed, eyes blazing.
"On your back, honey," she commanded. "Arms and legs spread out."
Trembling wildly, Marie obeyed, her eyelids fluttering with her strange excitement as Chris looped the cords around her wrists and ankles and tied her securely down. So Marie couldn't claw her savagely when the shattering rape began. And so she couldn't escape the gigantic prick either.
Now the nurse surveyed her for a minute before giving in to her deepest urges, running her eyes over Marie's luscious tits and velvety soft thighs, gazing hungrily at her pink sucking pussy, fringed with silky golden hairs. God, how she loved stacked blondes!
Chris climbed on top of the moaning housewife and began her torment in earnest. She French-kissed her torridly for a minute, rubbing her hot tits against Marie's, grinding her fiery cunt on the housewife's to create a teasing friction that was nearly unbearable to the feverishly aroused blonde.
Chris tore her lips away and made lewd fucking motions on Marie to intensify the maddening excitement in her pussy, to make her sob.
"Who are you?' Chris asked, eyes gleaming.
"Your slave," Marie whispered in awe.
"Your sex slave, darling. Eat me now, please!"
Chris slid down and gripped a silky tit with her fingers, sucking and gently biting the hot nipple to make Marie delirious with passion. Slowly, the nurse sucked on her other tit before sliding down to her belly, where she licked and teased patches of flesh. Then she dipped her head down between Marie's trembling thighs and licked each inner thigh, showering kisses in a tantalizing circle around her furiously sucking cunt, but never touching the hot naked flesh.
"Oh, God, eat it, Chris!" begged Marie, tears stinging her eyes, her skin on fire, her tits heaving urgently. "No more teasing, eat me, fuck me! Pleeeeease!"
From the delicious taste of her tits and thighs, the panting nurse was wildly aroused herself. With her misty black nylon and heels still on, she looked so cheap and obscene and desirable, Marie urgently wanted to go down on her too. But she'd learned Chris could be very perverse and unpredictable. If you confessed you wanted to suck her off, she might make you wait an hour just to be cruel. So Marie said nothing, her cunt aching fiercely from the sexy nurse's kisses and sucks earlier, still on the brink of a molten orgasm.
But Chris was moving into action now, climbing onto the mattress with her silky hot thighs over her partner in reverse. Still Chris didn't lower her pussy onto Marie's eager mouth. She poised her dripping crotch over her tied-down partner and leaned far forward, with her wet lips closing in on Marie's eagerly sucking pussy. Her hands rubbed lasciviously over Marie's moist inner thighs, caressing, stroking, moving inch by inch closer to the blonde's steaming cunt.
This was the part the lust-crazed nurse loved best, even more than the savage rape to follow. Gazing into a juicy pink pussy only inches away, framed by curly golden cunt hairs, its hot breath on her face, So obscene and delicious and fragrant.
The hot fragrance of dozens of other sucking pussies flooded Chris' mind, when she'd first started going down on girls, in the nurse's dorm. Late at night, crawling into bed and hunching down between waiting, silky wet thighs, eating, sucking with delirious joy, smearing her face with their gushing cunt juice, snaking her tongue up their warm ripe asses. And they'd needed it too, because they couldn't get to see their boyfriends during exams.
Technically, she knew she was addicted to eating pussy. She was cunt-crazy, completely fascinated by luscious hot pussy.
With Marie's imploring cries ringing throughout her apartment, Chris darted out her tongue and traced the blonde's cuntlips to make her shudder wildly. Then she began sucking her off in a fever of blissful fury, scooping up her juice eagerly, rubbing her cheeks and her nose into the pink dripping flesh to coat her face with it, trying to satifsy her profound wanton hunger.
The sleek nurse lowered her steaming cunt onto Marie's face, and the blonde moaned with frantic excitement and kissed and sucked and lapped to return the shattering thrills. She tugged helplessly at her bonds, desperately wishing she could hug Chris's naked ass in her hands, stroke her satiny asscheeks.
When Chris sixty-nined with a woman, she always got in the top position. And rather than have her naked partner eat her, she actually raped her mouth, as she did now to the tightly-bound housewife. Gyrating her ass, she wriggled and rubbed her pussy on Marie's helpless face. At first her fucking movements were slow and hotly sensuous, then growing more frenzied as she began spraying her cunt juice all over the gasping blonde's face, as her lustful ass squirmed with mad joy.
Marie was coming now too, her boiling cunt going into convulsions of excitement while the feverish nurse burrowed her tongue deep into her pussy, pausing to suck fiercely on her clit and tickle her asshole with her burning tongue-tip.
This was only the third time Marie had made it with the wanton swinger, but each session grew more blissful and more violent. The statuesque housewive loved the feeling of being tied down, the utter helplessness, the teasing and delicious, shocking climaxes that followed. She loved being raped by Chris' hot, dripping thighs, the obscene feel of the nurse's pussy juice smearing her face, the squirming, wriggling cunt-flesh slamming with depraved fury against her mouth.
More than anything, she loved the feeling of deep guilt, the knowledge that she was doing something terrible and forbidden, that would shock her straight family out of their wits if they even suspected.
She didn't know what Chris's intentions were when the friendly nurse invited her to her apartment a couple of weeks ago for coffee and small talk. Marie was always very sociable and friendly herself. When the sexy nurse sat beside her on the sofa, caressing her tits and thighs and telling her in a husky voice all the obscene things she would love to do to her, Marie was stunned.
And more excited than she'd ever been in her life.
Because Chris knew how to arouse a woman, how to feel her up lasciviously and fuel her passion with lewd, shocking whispers. And if anyone was ever ripe for an affair, it was the corny but wildly passionate housewife.
Marie had been hooked from the very first time the sultry nurse had gone down on her. The blonde didn't believe it was possible to be sucked off like that, with such ravenous delight or maddening thrills. A little while later they were naked on Chris' bed and the younger woman was sucking on her tits with fierce passion, arousing her to an unbearable pitch of excitement before she ravaged Marie with the long, madly exciting cock.
The next time had been even more shattering because that's when the games began, with Chris tying her down and whipping her trembling ass, teasing her to the point of hysteria before sitting on her face and wantonly going down on her. The teasing, done with diabolical cunning, erupted into the most intense climaxes of Marie's life, like a game of obscene suspense.
The more desperately she needed it, the wilder and more nerve-racking it felt when you finally got it.
The vicious torment of the thongs stinging Marie's naked hot ass satisfied her urgent desire for punishment at the same time. Because she was cheating on her husband and doing something terrible and forbidden, at least in the eyes of society and the small, narrow-minded town in which she lived, Marie craved punishment.
And she got it, more than she bargained for. Not just physical torment either, which the lush blonde had learned to crave. There was the mental anguish of wondering what she would do if her family ever found out. And worse, much worse, there were the depraved tingles of desire in her mouth every time she looked at her strapping son and lovely daughter now, the hot, fierce urges to make it with Tom and to go down on luscious little
Wendy.
A wild scream erupted in Marie's throat as Chris slipped two fingers up her tender asshole and sucked her pussy with savage hunger, until Marie's cunt and ass were exploding with delirious bliss. Again the nurse was coming on her face, pumping her juicy cunt furiously against Marie's frantically lapping mouth. Both their bodies were covered with sweat and shuddering with fiery orgasms.
Then Chris climbed off the feverish blonde, panting and moaning and licking her lips. She got drinks for both of them, but didn't untie Marie. She held the glass to her lips and offered her drags from her cigarette, all the while her fingers stroking, caressing, hugging her tits and belly and thighs and ass, a constant barrage of lustful pleasure and teasing to keep the panting blonde hot and primed.
Marie couldn't take her eyes off her tormentor, drinking in her naked, softly curved tits, her soaked thighs and silky wet cunt, still pulsing with her hot excitement. And her sexy legs, still wearing misty black nylons and high heels, as if Chris were too eager for action to finish undressing, giving the whole episode a furtive, urgent atmosphere that turned Marie on wildly.
Chris knew what made them hot, so hot they would do anything for relief. Every obscene whisper, every lewd caress and squeeze of her luscious tits, every movement on the nurse's part as she wriggled her naked ass when she walked, her ripe tits bouncing, her sleek legs brushing together, was calculated to keep her victims intensely aroused, their pussies aching madly.
"Fuck me, darling, please," whispered Marie. She strained at her ropes helplessly. "Eat me, fuck me, so something, my pussy is on fire! Hurry!"
Smiling, Chris casually strapped on her ten-inch vibrating prick, running the straps around her waist and beneath her crotch. She strapped it down very tight so the pressure against her own cunt was a throbbing promise. She loved the feeling of power when they were tied down like this and pleading for it, their sexy bodies trembling with eagerness, their pink pussies sucking with the fever in their blood. The hot-lipped swinger was a master of the cruel tease, and even when she went down on a woman, she always stopped when they were still coming, still in mid-orgasm.
Just give her a hot-titted blonde with a gorgeous ass and a cunt that was all silk and fire and juicy eagerness and the swinging nurse was in heaven.
Chris climbed on top of Marie and rubbed her silky tits against the blonde's, grinding their soaked cunts together, which drove the housewife into a frenzy of sobbing.
The nurse reached down and switched the massive cock on to the low position. The huge dildo was three-speed and its curved length was covered with ribs of varying sizes. When it quivered up a woman's cunt, the ribs vibrated intensely against her tender walls, sparking violent thrills which no human prick could compete with.
The medium speed on the dildo had a shattering effect on a pussy as it hummed and quivered faster. The high speed was pure blissful agony, triggering hot climaxes like wildfire. You had to be very cautious when using the high speed for more than a minute or two.
Or very reckless, depending on how you wanted your helpless, screaming partner to feel . . .
Chris slipped the humming head of the long cock inside Marie's trembling cunt. Instantly, the blonde moaned and shuddered from head to toe, tears gushing from her eyes. Oh, Jesus, it was beautiful! For eighteen years Marie had screwed only one man and knew only one kind of orgasm.
Now that she'd been viciously whipped on her soft ass, sucked off with ravenous skill, had her asshole thrilled maddeningly by the nurse's long burning tongue and lewd fingers, had her face sat on by a ripe, luscious woman's ass, been raped on the mouth by her squirming hot cunt while she was coming in fierce gushes, Marie's lust was uncontrollable and ferocious.
To top it all, she was being ravaged by a monstrous prick. The humming power inside her pussy was driving her to the brink of insanity. Once she started coming from her brutal, madly exciting rape, Marie couldn't stop, until she feared her mind would unhinge from its staggered foundations.
The softly screaming housewife was being fucked to a quickening fury now, as the nurse sucked on one of her burning tits and pumped faster. When Chris dug into a passionately sexy number like Marie, she didn't just screw her savagely. She pistoned inside her juicy cunt with cunning and nerve-shattering skill, giving her three deep, sensuous strokes followed by a breath-taking pause, then three rapid, violent strokes, then a minute of dreamy fucking followed by a minute of rapid thrusting, until her partner was hysterically aroused, coming in wild gushes of cunt juice and raving incoherently.
"Oh, Jesus!" exploded Marie, shaking her head in disbelief as a boiling climax started deep in her loins and spread to her shuddering naked flesh in great, nerve-screaming ripples. Her pussy was massively gorged and Chris was squeezing her ass lustfully with her greedy hands, swinging harder and deeper with each lunge.
"Oh, shit, Chris! Unnnnnng! Fuck, fuck, fuck meeeeeeee! Ooooooo, can't stop! Wowwwww! Cominggggggg!"
The feverish nurse was biting her lips now and switched the quivering cock to medium speed and Marie screamed in her ear and swung her naked ass in a frenzy, her orgasm boiling over with shattering intensity, her body shrouded in dripping sweat.
"Got more!" Chris gasped, squeezing Marie's hot tits and thrusting her hips madly. "More for you, baby! Gonna fuck you until you beg for mercy! Take this and this and this!" , On the final word, Chris, delirious with obscene triumph, switched the dildo onto high speed. Marie blinked her eyes rapidly, her body shuddering in unbearable spasms as the gigantic prick inside her vibrated insanely, as hundreds of fierce, tiny explosions went off in her silken, thrill-crazed cunt. She could feel her mind whirl and spin hysterically.
Eighteen years with the same steady, monotonous diet of sex and now, in the course of two hours, she was literally being sucked and fucked out of her mind, suffering thrills of such - devastating power and violence she couldn't even scream any more. She could only move her lips soundlessly and keep coming in wild torrents, gushing cunt juice over the immense, thrusting cock in a boiling stream.
And suddenly she fainted.
The feverish nurse was jerked back to reality when she realized Marie had suddenly gone limp, passed out. With an effort of will, Chris pulled her shrieking mind together. She withdrew the shuddering cock and saw it had blood on it, Marie's blood. She climbed off the trembling blonde and unstrapped the dildo, tossing it aside. Marie stirred softly as Chris rapidly gulped down a drink and then poured herself another.
The wildly panting nurse understood that she was hooked on this bizarre game, craved whipping and teasing and sucking and fucking with a profound, insatiable hunger.
She smiled as Marie blinked open her eyes, whimpering in tiny spasms of lingering pain and ecstasy. Chris crawled onto the bed between Marie's drenched thighs and tenderly sucked her off, poetic, delicate sucking that brought blissful moans to the blonde's lips, that left her pussy hotly glowing and rewarded for its cruel punishment.
Marie left shortly after that, walking gingerly, kissing Chris good-bye with feverish passion and promising to return next week for another session.
But if the nurse felt relieved and fulfilled from both the torrid sex, she'd added another unconscious link in the growing chain of depravity that was quickly spreading across the town like an invisible epidemic.
Because she'd turned a naive, respectable housewife into a feverish swinger now, with a profound new hunger for this brand of wanton sex.
With that first moral barrier demolished, Marie now wanted to make it with her massively-hung son, and especially with her innocent daughter, Wendy. Wendy was still a virgin, she knew, and the thought of going down on her luscious little cherry made Marie tremble with hot anticipation.
And her new neighbor, Gayle, with her plain face and lustrous eyes and fantastically sexy body, what a challenge that would be!