Chapter 2
Now Larry was letting his fingers maneuver ever so eagerly around her breasts.
"Do you like that?" he asked.
"Oh, I love it, keep those fingers working."
"I will, baby, I really dig this action."
"That makes two of us."
Back and forth he was going to work on her breasts and the exhilarating feelings were multiplying throughout her body.
She closed her eyes at one point, and laid back, enjoying the movements he supplied with his fingers.
"Oh, I wish you'd fuck me," she finally said. "I really wish you'd pump that meat of yours into me."
Carol surprised even herself with the boldness of that suggestion. But she was excited, clearly excited, and there didn't seem to be any other way out.
She needed that hot penis shoved into her mound, and she recognized that she wouldn't rest until she got it, particularly now that she was overwhelmed with a sense of excitement.
He abruptly halted his finger movements on her breasts.
"I really love hearing you ask for it," he laughed. "Say it again."
"Fuck me, oh baby, fuck me."
"O.K., honey, just wait."
"I can't wait much longer."
"Let me play with your pussy for a little bit longer. I want to make sure that you are as hot as you can get. That's the best way to be when a guy is fucking a gal."
"O.K., cut loose one more time, but I need that action, baby, I really need it now. There's a chill going through my whole body. It's the kind of chill that I get from being excited, really excited."
"I know what you mean, sweetheart."
He nodded, letting those fingers go back to work on her mound. They were working with great speed and skill, and the longer that he put them to work, the better that she felt.
Now he was all set to go through with the big act, that of turning his hot penis loose inside her mound.
"Get set, honey, for a great fuck," he said.
"Play with my legs, play with my asscheeks. Get me turned on every way you can. Kiss me. Do everything, honey, I need you, I need you," she gasped.
"You really do sound horny."
"Oh, I really am."
"Then let's make sure we really both enjoy this one."
"I'm all for that."
"You like the size of this instrument of mine?"
"It never looked better."
"That's good. I like to hear that."
Now he shoved that body of his forward, simultaneously reaching out and letting his fingers come into contact with her thighs.
He squeezed her thighs ever so gingerly, separating her legs as his penis pushed forward toward her torrid mound.
"Enter me, oh baby, enter me," she exclaimed. "Come on and fuck me, baby, come on and send that hot spear of yours into my mound. Oh, I need it, honey, I need it, darling, drive it into me."
"Ah, honey, I want to French you when I thrust that penis inside you."
"Do it, darling, oh, do it."
As his hard thrusting rod made its entrance inside her mound, he shoved his tongue forward and let it slide inside her mouth.
Those tongues were merging in a whirlpool of passion, and as they did so, he continued to thrust away inside her mound.
Back and forth he was driving that tool of his, pushing and plunging it with great zeal inside that warm mound of hers.
Her hips were swinging back and forth, meeting his every movement with a movement of her own.
With driving enthusiasm those movements continued, and the longer that he kept them up, the faster and more furious they tended to become.
He was slicing that penis into her, gradually generating steam with his movements.
He released his tongue from her mouth, watching as she began to gasp.
"Ah, fuck me, fuck that mound," she sighed. "Keep up that steady plunging. I love it, oh, do I ever love it, keep that up, keep up those steady movements, oh, do I ever love the fucking movements, oh, keep it up."
The fervent desire mounted inside both of them as Larry Gilbert kept up his thrusting, shoving that hard piercing tool of his all the way inside her mound.
Now he was plunging his penis in all the way, driving it at an accelerated clip inside her.
It was a great experience for him, and he could now feel the impulse rising inside him. He knew that it wouldn't be much longer before he would be spilling his sperm inside her mound, and he wanted to make certain that in the meantime he enjoyed every movement that he put forth with that huge spear of his.
"Oh, what a tight fuck you are," he said. "You've got a beautiful pussy, baby, just the kind a guy likes to screw."
"Keep clamping the screws into me," she sighed. "Keep on shoving that rod in there. Oh, drive it inside me, honey, oh, sock it to me, put it to me, drive that rod in there."
He reached behind her now and let his fingers come into contact with her asscheeks.
"Oh, the cheeks I love to squeeze," he said.
"Ah, so you really like that."
"I sure do. I like the firmness of your skin."
"Keep on letting those fingers come into contact with those asscheeks, honey. I like what you are doing to my box, and I like what you are doing to my mound. I like the way you are driving that rod of yours into me."
"Ah, I'm going to keep it up until I explode," he said. "There's not going to be any slow up.
I'm going to keep pushing and plunging."
"That's the spirit. See that you keep it up."
"Ah, I will, oh, you can't turn back now. Who'd want to turn back now. Oh, I love the plunging, oh, it feels so good, oh, it feels so good to just let yourself go, to let that hard rod of yours go to work."
"It feels good for me to get it. I love those thrusting movements. Keep them up, darling, keep them up. Keep up that stabbing, keep on sending that searing tool into me, drive it inside me, baby, oh, you can do it, drive that rod into me."
He was now breathing heavier than ever as he moved into the closing stages of his devastating act.
His fingers continued to apply themselves ever so diligently around her buttocks, and while that occurred, his penis kept on plunging like a sharp dagger into the very depths of her tight mound.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she called out impatiently.
"Oh, I'm ready to shoot pretty quick."
"Keep that up, darling, oh, keep it up."
"I will, baby, hang in there."
Now he was really surging, pushing himself as fast as he could, plunging that huge rod inside her.
As he moved toward the moment of climax, her legs were twisting and turning. She recognized that she was ready to orgasm as well.
"I'll be going off myself," she said. "Maybe we'll make it together."
"We just might. This is great, a wonderful experience," he nodded. "I'm just going to keep this up, keep it up until I explode. Oh, that's it, keep moving those hips of yours. I like the way you thrust them around to meet my efforts."
"I'm doing it because you are giving me lots of sensations."
"Oh, I know, we're both getting sensations."
His trigger-like rod kept driving with fervent passion as he was pushing so eagerly toward climax.
"Oh, shoot it off, shoot it off inside me," Carol said. "Keep it up, baby, don't let up, put everything you've got into it, put everything you've got into every movement. Oh, yes, I want it, I want you to drive it in there."
As Larry moved into the final stages, he leaned forward and kissed her lips.
He wanted to have those lips locked against hers while he was orgasming.
Their bodies shook, trembling with great appreciation for what they were doing to one another, as Larry pumped the rod in several more times.
He finally felt the juices mounting down there, and now the hot white juices were shooting eagerly out of the end of his rod and into her mound.
At the very same moment, Carol could feel the juices being-released from her as well.
He continued to kiss her, letting the lips lock against hers as they both orgasmed.
He then finally released his lips from hers, looking at her with great satisfaction and smiling happily.
"I absolutely loved that," he said. "Thank you, Nurse. That's really the way to look after a patient's needs."
"Not a word of this to anyone," she said, as she began to put on her clothes. "Keep quiet about this."
"Sure I will, baby, thank you for a great time."
"Don't mention it. I enjoyed it too."
"I can tell you were enjoying it," he nodded. "That body of yours was really twisting and turning."
"You helped to push me to that point."
"I did what I could to get you excited."
"And you succeeded handsomely on that score."
"That's good. I'm glad I did."
She quickly put on her nurse's uniform, then posed in front of the mirror.
She wanted to make sure that, in her haste to put on her uniform, she had not wrinkled it in any way.
She finally satisfied herself that everything was alright, walking toward the door.
"Thanks again," Larry said, waving to her.
"Remember what I said. Not a word to anyone."
"You're on, baby," he winked. "Hope we can get together for some more of this same kind of stimulating therapy during my stay here."
Carol did not comment further. She recognized that she had compromised herself in a way that she hadn't thought possible up until the time that she succumbed.
The more she thought about it as she walked down the hall, the more she recognized that she just couldn't let herself get carried away like that again. It was just too dangerous, too dangerous for words.
She wondered just how she had managed to get that carried away. One moment she was looking at his rod, and the next she was lying there in the middle of that bed letting him thrust his penis to her sharply.
So much of it didn't make sense. But then again, emotions seldom did make sense to her. Once she lost control of them, she discovered that things were inclined to move in an unpredictable manner.