Chapter 7
Nurse Bloom had them both now. Blazer and Ram cowered in the privacy of an examination room. Bloom stood with her back against the door.
"You two bastards have been ducking me for weeks," she said, and, "You've been avoiding your responsibilities, shirking in your duties, and refusing to assert your manhood."
"I've been sick," explained Blazer weakly.
"Bullshit," Bloom shot back, "I know what you've been doing. The administrator knows what you've been doing, every goddamned body knows what's been going on around here. And you know how? Well, I'll tell you. Miss Rand. That's right, Miss Rand has written a letter to the administrator telling him all about you adventures with that young high school girl, Hooks. And if she knows about that, she probably knows about us. And you, Ram, you black spasm, she probably knows about you going over to C wing and working for that big German bitch over there instead of being here where I need you. Trying to get a piece of that big knockwurst ass, wasn't you?"
"Yes m'am. I mean no ma'm." Ram stumbled.
"Oh shit," Miss Bloom cried, "I just don't know what to do. I'm so upset, and you dirty bastards haven't been screwing me. Everything's just all fucked up. You guys just don't know how hot I've been." She walked over to Blazer and put her arm around him. She rubbed her snatch against his rising dong and he buried his hands into her ass.
"Was that young high school pussy better than mine?" she asked him.
"No ma'm," he replied, "just different."
"Did she suck your dick?" she asked.
"Yes ma'm."
"Did she do it good?"
"Kinda."
"But not as good as me?"
"No ma'm!"
"Well I'm glad experience counts for something nowadays." She stepped back from him and began feeling his cock. Then she pulled him by it over to a straight chair, and she sat down. Then she unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor. She pushed his underwear down and his cock was free. She talked, and she began licking and nibbling at it all the while, "You've got a nice, young, hard, fresh cock, Blazer. I love to feel it slipping in and out of my mouth. I love to lick my tongue around your meat. I love to nibble on your shaft. I love to feel your cockhead against the roof of my mouth."
Soon she had it thoroughly wet with her spit. His dick had sprung full grown now, and it wavered stiffly about as she pushed it from side to side with her cheeks while she licked at the base, getting his hairs sopping wet. Suddenly, she plunged the whole thing into her mouth. She managed to swallow most of it on the first plunge. Then she was still, her mouth engorged for a moment, as if trying to gather herself together to do something stupendous.
And then she plunged her head forward along his shaft, and she forced the head of his cock deep into her throat. Blazer had never felt anything like it before. It was tighter than pussy, even tighter than ass. And the heat was terrific. He felt his balls churning. He tried to move but she wouldn't let him. He looked down at her, and she was rotating her head around his peter as if it were a threaded screw and her mouth a lubricated nut. Her mouth was opened so wide that it looked disjointed. She was turning red and he realized that she wasn't breathing, but he could feel her mouth muscles working along his cock. He could feel her lips sucking it. He could feel her throat clipping his dick head. He could feel himself beginning to come. He yelled a warning, "I'm going to come!" And she chortled and hummed loudly, and he knew that she wanted him to. Up it came, by the gallons.
When his cock spat, she began to croon loudly. His balls burst like water-filled balloons. The thick stream of his come poured into her throat. She felt it, like warm honey, ooze against her membranes. The heat started from that spot deep inside her throat. It spread in all directions. Into her stomach it flowed, down to her thighs, her backside, her toes. And wherever it went, it relaxed every muscle it touched. She felt the warmth from her own body flow through her pants, through her uniform and puddle in the chair she was sitting on.
Blazer had been letting out a series of grunts. And with each grunt he shot out a long blob of semen. Each blob that left him made him weaker, and now his knees were beginning to sag. Nurse Bloom was now allowing his cock to leave her mouth. Now she was breathing around it, drawing great drafts of cold air along his shaft and deep into her lungs. Finally, he staggered back and his cock plopped out of her slack mouth, trailing spit and semen down her chin and onto the breast of her uniform.
For the first time, he noticed that Carol Hooks was in the room also. She was watching them bug-eyed. She and Ram were leaning against the examination table, and she was absent-mindedly jacking off Ram's big dong. Carol was not in uniform. She was wearing her school clothes, which was a simple mini-skirt, and no stockings. Ram had her skirt up and was caressing her legs, and now she began to rub his hard muscle along the side of her thigh. Now he positioned her directly in front of himself and scooted down somewhat while she raised her backside, and soon the head of his dick poked itself between her legs and up against her panty-covered crotch. She reached down and began fingering the underside of the big cockhead between her legs. She pushed it up hard against her cunt. He reached around to the front of her and slipped his hands down the waistband of her panties. Blazer could see the big knuckles inside the silky material as the unseen fingertips parted the lips of the young girl's pussy. Carol began to sigh and she squeezed her legs together around Ram's cock as she tickled it faster with her soft fingers. Ram started a panting moan and gently let his fingers slide into the opening, wet cave of the girl. Slowly, he began to grind his pelvis back and forth, massaging his dick between her thighs while pushing her pussy harder against his hand. His other hand found its way down her blouse and under her bra. He found a tit nipple and he began to squeeze and pull on it. She threw her head back against his shoulder and he began licking her temple and then her cheek. Finally, she turned her head enough so that he could put his tongue into her mouth.
Now Ram's cock extended far enough between the girl's legs for her to be able to grasp it in her fist. She did so while they were still kissing, and she pulled upward, making the hard cockshaft push up against his fingers which pushed harder against her clit, which nearly drove her mad. She screamed in Ram's mouth and frantically worked her pussy along Ram's limb. At the same time, she was jerking on his cock at a rapid rate. Her tongue was swirling around and around inside his mouth rather like a dog chasing his own tad. Ram began to buck faster. His fingers were well up into Carol's cunt and he was reaching that magical spot. And then he did. She pulled her mouth from his and screamed with her head jammed hard against his shoulder. Ram felt her pussy clamp around his fingers. When she creamed she tightened her fist around his cock for an instant, and then she began to jack him furiously. His toes began to curl under, and he grunted just as Blazer had done. And a thick garden hose-size stream of rich white come squirted across the room and onto the opposite wall, where it began to flow down like the insides of a smashed egg.
Nurse Bloom had recovered somewhat from her excesses with Blazer. And when she saw Ram's come flowing down the wall, she told him that he didn't have to be so messy, and she got up, removed her wet panties and went over to the wall and used them to catch up Ram's come. Then she threw the sopping panties into the sink. Next, she started to take off the rest of her clothes.
"Let's all get naked and screw our troubles away," she laughed.
And soon, all four of them were stripped down. Miss Bloom was lying on the examination table face down, and Ram was kissing her between the cheeks of her ass. While at the same time, Carol was squeezing the hunched-over Ram's balls and watching his mouth work down in the white valley of Bloom's backside. Her mouth was moving along with Ram's and she hoped he would stop soon so she could take his place. She felt Blazer's cock against her own soft buttocks and he was also licking her, behind her right ear, and squeezing her breasts.
Abruptly, an insistent knock came at the door. All four persons inside the examination room froze. The knock came again. Harder this time. And, finally, a voice whispered loudly through the door.
"I know you're in there. Open up. Open up or I'll have someone come and knock this door in!"
Bloom was the first to regain her voice.
"My God, it's Rand!"
And nurse Rand again pounded on the door. There was a tentative scramble for clothes, but Bloom told them that there was no way they could straighten themselves out before Rand brought the whole hospital down on them. She ordered the door opened. Blazer did so, and nurse Rand gasped in indignation at the completely naked man standing there before her with his purple red cock sagging only somewhat.
"Close the door," Bloom ordered and nurse Rand automatically stepped inside with her eyes and mouth both agape.
Wordlessly, nurse Rand looked around the room at the four totally naked people. Bloom was still lying on the table, and Ram still had one of his hands of each of her buttocks. His whole face was wet with saliva and nurse Rand could see that same saliva coating the valley of nurse Bloom's white buns. She could see Carol, looking younger than she had ever looked before, trying to hide behind the strapping young black boy whose cock she had, until recently, been pulling on. And then there was Blazer, standing between her and the door. His oversized, fleshy man tool leaning out of his orange-red jungle of dick hairs, which climbed up his body and onto his chest like some kind of red ivy. Was he standing there menacingly? Would he step aside to let her out? For the first time, she considered that maybe she had gone too far. But she just had to see for herself. She couldn't believe that such things actually happened. That human beings could deport themselves like animals, that they could actually be naked in front of each other, that they could actually touch each other. Now she saw it was true. Stories of the black mass flooded up through her mind. The rumors, the whispers in the night at the convent. She looked at Blazer again. He was red, so red. And she gasped and almost fainted when, for a second, she thought she saw horns on Blazer's forehead and a tad switching back and forth behind him. But that was too much. She closed her eyes and then opened them, and the apparition was gone.
She spoke, "What are you all doing in here?" Her voice was calm, and after she had asked the question she realized how silly it sounded. She was a witness to something she didn't want to see. And now seeing it, she was a part of it. It was like watching a very private murder in which no one would know the details except the victim, the murderer, and herself. And now she felt as guilty as if she had committed the observed act herself. Strangely, she began to relax. It was as if something that had to be done was finally finished. She had heard of orgies. She had condemned them, if they existed, as works of a devil cult. She didn't really believe in them, but here she was right in the midst of one, although interrupted by her presence. It was like walking through the woods and finding little men, with pointed hats, bowling. She thought of that and she laughed. She looked at Blazer and saw the perplexed look on his face. A big redheaded kid with half an erection, standing there naked and looked quizzically at her. She laughed harder. She could hear herself. She sounded younger than she thought she should. She felt fighter than she thought she should. Blazer was coming closer, or was she going to him? She reached out and grasped his cock.
"What's wrong with her?" whispered Carol Hooks, still cowering behind Ram.
"She's hysterical. She's cracked up," replied Bloom, barely above a whisper.
"Look at her go after that meat!" breathed Ram. He was watching nurse Rand, who had fallen to her knees in front of Blazer and who was holding his reawakening cock in both hands and staring up at it unblinkingly. Now nurse Bloom sat up on the table. She watched nurse Rand intently. Somebody inquired what was Rand going to do. And Bloom whispered to the kneeling, mesmerized woman on the floor, "Suck it. Go ahead, Rand, suck it!" Someone started to say something, but Bloom hushed them with a wave of her hand. She slid from the table and knelt down beside nurse Rand. Again, this time into the woman's ear, she said urgently, "Suck it, goddamn it." Rand's mouth began to move as if she were talking, but nothing came out. Still, she held the gigantic prick aloft, but she didn't move. Nurse Bloom kissed her on the ear. She licked deep and then tickled lightly with the tip of her tongue.
"You want me to kiss you?" Bloom murmured. She trailed her tongue along the other woman's cheek, she licked at the corner of the other woman's mouth. She put her hand up between the other woman's legs. She squeezed the other woman's cunt. And then she got her head between the woman and Blazer's cock and French kissed her.
They both toppled backward on the floor. When Bloom kissed nurse Rand, Rand let go of Blazer's dick and put her arms around the woman who was tonguing her. With a muffled screech she began to scrape Bloom's feminine skin with her fingernails. She forced her own tongue into Bloom's mouth. She reached down between their bodies and she found Bloom's pussy. Deftly she slipped a finger into Bloom's cunt, and unerringly, she found the right spots and Bloom realized belatedly that she was, in fact, being raped by another woman.
The other three stood amazed as they watched the spectacle before them. Bloom was now spread-eagled on the floor. Over her hovered a demonic nurse Rand, sucking her titties, licking at her belly, and finally, burying her nose and mouth between Bloom's outstretched legs. Bloom howled. She rocked up against the other woman's mouth. She scooted along the floor trying to escape the voracious mouth. But there was no escape. Nurse Rand, her white stockings torn and dirty, her uniform askew, crawled everywhere after her, sucking, licking and blowing into her pussy. Blazer, Ram, and Carol took refuge on the examination table since the two women, in their passion, covered all the floor space at one time or another.
On the table Carol sat between Ram's legs. Now the surprised entrance of nurse Rand, and the even more surprising scene taking place of the floor had, ironically enough, taken the three table-bound lovers' minds off their own sexual pleasures. But now Bloom had weakened. She had put up a good fight, but now she lay there in the middle of the floor and let Rand contentedly feast on her cunt. She had long passed the stage of mere enjoyment. The pleasure had become so intense that it was painful. Now she had been transported beyond any pain. Now there was only intense pleasure, pleasure that bypassed all her voluntary reflexes. Pleasure that controlled her ass effectively as any pain the body can endure. There was no thinking for her, no reflections. There was no seeing, no tasting, and no feeling except the retching, spasmodic pleasure that made her body jump like electric current was flowing through it. Every muscle in her body, she felt, was contracted as tightly as it could be, and the licking at her pussy was going to release them soon. She knew that she would not only cream, but that she would also pee, and maybe even shit. And she didn't want to do that. She didn't want to be embarrassed like that. Somewhere, someplace, the civilized portion of her mind was screaming. But in vain.
Ram watched nurse Bloom getting her pussy sucked out by nurse Rand. Now Bloom's shoulders were the only part of her body touching the floor. She had the back of her knees hooked over Rand's shoulders. Rand was kneeling now. Ram could see the wide open mouth of the sucking woman working on the upturned pussy. Ram's cock began to grow again. It swelled enough to reach out and touch the soft white backside of the young girl sitting between his legs. Unthinkingly, he pulled her back against him. But there was a hand between her legs. Blazer's fingers had buried themselves into her cunt hairs. Now he was parting the lips of her young gash. She settled against the big black man who's cock she was, by now, sitting on, and whose hands were again stroking her breasts and, also, she enjoyed the finger penetration of the red-haired man who sat next to them on the table. All three saw nurse Bloom get her gun.
She felt it coming. It was almost as if someone had cut away the bottom half of her body and now everything was draining out. It was not an unpleasant sensation. It was a great release of tension. Even her mind no longer fought the inevitable. Nurse Rand was sucking her like she had never been sucked before. Nurse Rand was an expert. Nurse Rand had done this before. Naughty nurse Rand. Bloom was thinking all this as her climax started to flow upward from her toes, and forward from her ass. Now her cunt muscles began to push. Now her pussy began to expel. With three great convulsions, nurse Bloom emptied her pussy into nurse Rand's hot mouth. The first convulsion arched her body out like a bow, her stomach reaching for the ceiling. The second convulsion slammed her ass toward the floor violently. On the third, her shoulders left the floor. She climbed up nurse Rand and somehow managed to be sitting on the other woman's shoulder with her fingers tangled in the sucking woman's hair. Then her feet were on the floor, and in her spasm she actually leapfrogged over her lover's head. They lost contact with a big "smack" and Bloom was walking around in a fit, pulling her own hair with her still-spasming pussy spitting out clots of woman juice onto the floor. She made it over to the examination table just before she fainted.
Nurse Rand, still clothed but dirty and disheveled, sat back on her haunches. She was staring at the wall as if she were expecting someone to walk through it. Blazer, Ram and Carol stretched Bloom out on the table. They got a sheet and covered her there and then they went over to investigate nurse Rand. They walked around her, examining, but she never really seemed to take any notice of them. They called her name and she responded properly enough, but no more. It was Carol who suggested that maybe she would be more comfortable with her clothes off. So they laid her out on the floor and removed her clothes. In the process of doing this, both men got big hard-ons again. Nurse Rand had a beautiful body. Blazer had the job of pulling down her panties. After Ram had raised her torso off the floor and Carol had unsnapped her bra, Blazer straddled the woman's body with his long cock falling against her naked white thighs, and he pulled her panties down, raising her rump from the floor with no help from the others. On his knees, he walked his way down her body and finally unhooked her panties from her feet. Here, before him, naked and hot, was the woman he'd always wanted to fuck. Like a gourmet loath to touch a beautiful meal, he looked at her a long time. He saw that her body looked younger than her face. He noticed that, even flat on her back, her tits rose up like stiff dicks under a bed sheet. He saw her waistline was so small that the skin was compressed into a darker line of flesh that encircled it. Her legs were womanly, not lean like a girl. But the biggest surprise of all was that nurse Rand was a blonde. Her pussy was buried under a lush golden silken thatch of beautiful blonde hairs. And then, for the first time, he noticed that she was looking at him. Frankly and openly, she was staring at him straight in the face as he knelt there at her feet. His cock had grown to an enormous erection, and he knew that she had seen it. For the first time, she spoke to him.
"Give it to me," she said quietly, "Please give it to me." Inexplicably, he was flooded with compassion for this woman lying before him. Tenderness pervaded his whole being, and for the first time in his life, he considered a woman as something other than a cunt.
"Do you," he stammered, "have you ever...."
"No," she interrupted, "you'll be the first one. You'll be my first real man."
She opened her legs slightly and turned her head away. Slowly he crawled to her. He handled her gently, almost as if he was afraid he would break her. He spread her legs farther. Under the blonde hairs he could see her open gash. It was moist and ready, lewd and yet so innocent. Carefully he pressed his cock to her entrance, and she began biting her lower hp. He hesitated again. Was he hurting her? Slowly he began rubbing his swollen cockhead up and down her wet trench. He was hovering over her, supporting himself with one palm flat against the floor. With the other hand, he continued to move his dick against her pussy. It felt so good, so goddamned good.
Slowly his back and leg muscles began to relax and his body lowered itself toward her. And his cock eased deeper into her warm hole. Her pussy sucked him in. Abruptly, she turned her head and banged her cheek against the floor. He thought he had heard her moan. He pulled out of her a little, but it was hard to do. The suction was terrific, and he knew that he could never pull completely away from her because she had something inside her that he had never had before. He didn't know what it was, but as his dick went into her, the pleasure became unbearable. And so, it was for his own sake as well as hers, that he allowed his cock to retreat somewhat. But now, after a second or two, he was ready to continue his lascivious journey. Down his body fell, deeper into her went his red cock. Now the meat was completely in, now the first part of the long shaft, and now, just a little more. She growled like an animal, and then she crooned. He was carefully watching his dick disappearing into her body. He watched as her cunt spread and ate the tremendous meal he was feeding her. He watched her take it all. And then, he looked up into her face and saw that again she was watching him with her eyes wide open. There was something in her eyes. He thought it was hatred at first, but then he realized that it was more like defiance, a challenge. And then she spoke. "Get it, get it, you nasty bastard. Fuck it! Give it to me." It wasn't a taunt. She said it evenly, coolly, almost as if she were giving him instructions on how to inject drugs into a patient's vein. He let his hips drop, and his cock sank almost the full length into her cunt. She raised her own hips and began to rotate around it. Her eyes were closed now, and she had the back of her head firmly against the floor. And then, she relaxed.
"That's it," she breathed, "Give me more. I want more." He slipped his hands under her buttocks and pulled her up to him. He ground his stomach into hers, and when their pubic hairs met, they began fucking like mad. Steadily they screwed, not making any sound except for an occasional grunt. Inside her pussy he could feel his shaft unbending, being worked up and down. There was a firm spot in there somewhere and every once in a while, his dickhead would hit against it, giving him unlimited pleasure. With his cock, and on every stroke, he searched for that spot. And she was trying to help him find it. Each time he hit that spot she could feel his cock rubbing harder against the walls of her cunt, swelling, increasing the pressure, increasing the friction and making her scream deep down inside her throat.