Chapter 1
Louise Douglas stepped out of the shower. Hastily she dried off so that she wouldn't be electrocuted when she answered the telephone.
"Yes," she said, "yes, Doctor, I'll hurry."
Dropping the towel she glanced at her body in the mirror. She couldn't help admire her firm round bosoms which did not sag, and she was proud of her trim waist and admired her fur-trimmed triangle.
But what good was all of this sex equipment if it wasn't going to be used? That had always been her problem. She was too busy rushing here and rushing there.
Now Dr. Johnson wanted her to hurry to the office because the other secretary wouldn't be there.
Dressing, she hastily fixed a small breakfast for herself and then hurried downstairs, got in her car and drove to the office.
When she got in the office, Dr. Johnson had a serious talk with her.
"I'll have to confess to you," he told her, "that I feel guilty. I have been so busy that I have overloaded my two secretaries. I'm going to cut down on the number of patients I'm going to take."
"Does that mean that you're not going to need two secretaries," Louise asked bluntly, wondering if her job was at stake.
"No," he assured her, "I have thought of that but I don't want to cut down. I will keep both of you as long as I can."
The doctor hurried off and Louise was left alone. It was the other nurse's day off.
During the day she always enjoyed the fact that when the doctor was in surgery she had plenty of time, and now she enjoyed having some time to read novels. It was also fun to get paid while she was enjoying herself.
The phone, however, did keep her busy because she had to schedule and book patients and explain where the doctor was.
After a lunch that she had had brought up to her, she got a call from a mother. It was about her son who had been injured in a football accident.
"Well you could bring him over," she said, "but there will be some wait, as the doctor is tied up in surgery."
"Yes," Mrs. Lewis said, "I'll bring Raymond right over."
When Mrs. Lewis brought her son Raymond to the doctor's office, Louise Douglas felt a surge of desire go through her. He was such a handsome young man, with a rugged physique and curly brown hair and exciting brown eyes.
She looked at him and couldn't help but feel hot desires surge through her body.
"Raymond," she smiled, "if you'll come along with me we'll take you down to one of the waiting room suites and you can lie down."
After she had shown him to the room, Mrs. Lewis asked if she could return later for she had other errands to do.
"Certainly, Mrs. Lewis," she told her. "he'll be alright."
Wondering if there was anything she could do to help relieve the pain from the sprain he had suffered, Louise Douglas went to the waiting room.
"Can I help you in any way?" she asked him.
"Oh, I don't know what would help," he said. "I sure twisted my leg. Damn, it makes me angry. I wonder if I will be kept off the team now."
"Well," the nurse said quietly, "perhaps I could massage the muscle."
"If you would want to," he said, "I sure would appreciate it. Anything to relieve this pain."
"I know how it must hurt you, as you certainly are wincing."
"I can't help it," Raymond said as he got to his feet.
He slipped out of his pants and then she got a look at his bulging shorts. She could see the moment she glanced at his crotch that he had an enormous penis, and this attracted her. It bothered her that she was turning on, looking at the young male patient. Louise realized that she was twenty-four years old, and this young boy must be only sixteen or seventeen. Nevertheless, she was attracted to him.
"How do you want me to lie?" he asked.
"If you could just lie there on your back," she told him, "you can show me where it is."
Raymond lay on his back and then reached down to explain to the nurse where the pain was hurting him most.
"I'll do the best I can to help you," she told him.
Reaching down, she began massaging. As her fingertips worked on his leg, she became more and more excited. She could see his penis hardening.
"Am I helping you?" she asked.
A small smile played about his lips, as he responded.
"Well yes," he told her, "it feels real good."
From the way that he said it, she knew that he too was feeling something sensual, and more desires surged through her.
"Maybe if I would rub your back," she told him, "I could help you."
"Would you help me relax?" he asked, "Because I'm really uptight."
"Yes," she said. "A good back rub would help you relax. I can understand you're being uptight with all of that pain."
Raymond rolled over and the nurse reached for a bottle of rubbing alcohol. Opening it, she poured some on her hands and proceeded to rub his back. He loved the feeling of her hands on his back as she rubbed.
"Oh that feels so good," he told her. "Keep it up."
Louise knew how to rub to benefit him the most. She had learned this in her nurse's training, and she was applying it in a practical way at this moment.
Her fingers pressed down on his nerve centers. Then she let her fingers slip under the elastic waistband of his shorts.
"You can rub me all over if you want to," he said huskily.
She realized when he said this that he was just as eager to have her feel of him as she was to feel of him. She pulled his shorts down and then he lifted up and pulled them over his penis.
Now he lay there as she pulled them the rest of the way down. "I can give you a better rub-down now," she told him.
Louise's hands grasped his asscheeks and kneaded them. He loved the feeling of her hands gripping and massaging around his private parts.
Letting her hands slip between his asscheeks, she gently eased a finger up his asshole so she could massage his prostate gland.
"What are you doing to me?" he asked quietly.
"I'm helping you," she told him. "I'm rubbing your prostate gland."
"It feels so good," he told her.
"Certainly it does," she said. "It helps to massage here."
As her finger pressed back and forth on his prostate gland, he felt his penis lengthening.
He pressed down on the bed, and she couldn't help but observe this. It seemed as if he was trying to screw the bed.
"You can turn over," she said when she had finished.
Instead of being embarrassed, he was proud to display his penis for her to see. He flipped over and let her look at it.
The moment that she saw it she was eager to play with it and wished it could be shoving inside of her.
"Why don't you touch it?" he asked.
"Touch what?" Louise said, not wanting to let on to Raymond how eager she was to have him.
"You know what," he told her. "You've been wanting to do this ever since I came in here."
It bothered her that he could know so completely what she did want. She decided that she was going to give him exactly what he felt he needed.
"Alright," she said, "I guess I could do this."
Reaching out, she gripped his mainstem and began pulling it.
Raymond loved her hand grip.
"Beautiful," he told her, "That's what I like. Pull on it."
As she pulled, she saw him get harder and harder. She could hardly believe that he could be so big.
"What a big cock you've got," she told him. "It's really big, isn't it?"
As she pulled hard on his penis, she could see some juice surface at its small slit. Immediately Raymond wanted her mouth over it.
"Why don't you give me a blow job?" he asked her bluntly.
"A blow job?" she demanded, wondering exactly what he meant.
"You know," he said. "I want you to suck it."
That left no doubt in her mind what he was asking for. Louise decided to quit pulling on his penis for him and looked away.
"Go on," he told her, "you know what I want."
A strange compulsion seized her and she wasted no time. Bending over, she let her mouth slip over his penis shaft and began sucking.
She enjoyed it so much that her hands slipped under his asscheeks as she grasped him and pulled him tighter to her while she sucked on his cock.
"Oh that feels fantastic," he panted as he pumped away. "Yeah, suck it!"
He was really stimulated now, and so was she. She could hardly wait for that moment of explosion.
"Oh, that's what I like," he told her. "I like to let it touch the back of your throat."
Grasping her, Raymond thrust his huge shaft to the back of the nurse's throat. She gulped, wondering if the gigantic male member would choke her.
He rammed forward now with fast-paced thrusts. Pulling back a little, he shot his gun off in her mouth.
She gulped as the creamy white sperm flowed freely down her throat.
"Oh," the young boy moaned in passionate frenzy, "keep sucking. Yeah, get the juice out of it."
She was being stimulated now and wished that his hot tongue could be stabbing up her pussy. It was at a moment like this that she thought of it. The hot flash of sperm tasted delicious to her as she gulped greedily, her cheeks sucking in. When she had finished sucking him off, she slid off and smiled.
"It tasted good to me," she admitted.
"Now I want to eat you," he said. "Do you think we have time?"
"I hope so," she said. "I'll just take the phone off the hook so the line will be busy."
She realized how lucky she was that no calls would come in while she was sucking the juice from his cock.
At this point the nurse shed her nylon uniform. Slipping out of her panties, she was stark naked. She slid on top of the bed and pushed herself up to him.
The boy gripped her asscheeks and pulled her muff to his mouth.
"I'll show you what I can do with my tongue," he said with a grin.
She loved his devil-may-care attitude and his beautiful bravado. She was sure that he would give her sex that she had never known before.
The hot flicking tongue licking inside of her was driving her out of her mind.
He enjoyed her creamy thighs, and thrilled as her asscheeks pressed down on his chest.
"Come on baby," she told him, "eat me."
He was bending up now, and going to town. Her fingers played with his hair as he stabbed into her hot pussy.
"Oh baby," she exclaimed, "eat me. Yeah baby, eat my pussy!"
He knew how to do her so that she couldn't control it. As he sucked and nibbled on her love button she let loose with the white hot spray. Hastily licking the love juice, he felt her coming once more. He realized she was a supercharged sex gal, and was delighted that he had found such a female.
This was what he needed. Going after her now with youthful vigor, he got her there again and once more ate her.
Louise felt limp as she pulled off him. Her guilt suddenly surfaced. She realized what Dr. Johnson would do if he ever found her with a young patient.
"I'm sorry," Louise said quickly.
"What about?" Raymond asked innocently.
"We shouldn't have had sex together," she said quickly.
"It's too late to think about that now, isn't it?" he said as he gripped his penis and waved it in front of her eyes.
The nurse reached for her panties, wanting to get dressed. However, the young boy was determined to have some more fucks from her. "Don't put those panties on yet," Raymond warned her.
"Oh Raymond, we've had enough sex," she complained to him.
"Maybe you have honey," he said, "but I sure as hell haven't. My cock needs some more action."
Glancing down at his peter, she wondered how much action he required.
The handsome young boy got off the bed and as he did she looked at his rippling muscles. He was indeed handsome and for such a young man, very well developed.
"Now why don't you just lie on your back," he said, "and let me stab at your cunt?"
She turned over and lay on her back. Then he raised one leg up and slowly eased his pecker into her pussy.
As she felt him enter, she grew more and more excited.
"Come on," he told her, "that's what I like, baby."
As he pumped it to her, she felt her pussy muscles grasping his penis. She wanted him and she was thrilled that he was stabbing into her.
"Come on," he panted, "grab it. Just like that. Yes baby, you were just asking to be fucked. You know you wanted it." Then lowering her legs, he bent over so he would brush his chest over her bosoms.
"Oh that feels so good," he told her. "Real good!"
She loved the feel of his pecker slipping into her this way, and she could tell how much he was enjoying it.
His eyes were ablaze with sexual excitement, as his jaw hung slack.
"Baby," she panted, "fuck me. Keep fucking, baby. Give it to me!"
It stimulated him that she wanted it. Reaching between his asscheeks, she played with his balls. He loved the feel of her hands on his balls and he could hardly wait to give her more action.
"Oh yeah," he panted, "that's what I want. Keep fucking."
He continued thrusting into her and then she threw her legs up around him. He loved the feel of her feet on his buttocks as he pumped it to her.
"Come on," he panted, "fuck! That's what I want you to do—fuck!"
She twisted her hips around, gripping him tightly. Letting her finger slip farther between his asscheeks, she finally slid it up his asshole.
"Oh I like that," he told her. "That's really a good way to do me."
She continued pumping her finger up there while he went on stabbing in her pussy. She felt when he was ready to shoot and gripped him tightly.
"Oh," he gasped, "now baby, now!" He shot her a good load and she came too.
She was delighted to feel the huge pecker shooting, and with a small gasp she came in multiple orgasms. The young boy's lips pressed on hers as their mouths merged in a soul kiss.
Opening her mouth, he slipped his tongue inside of her and used it as a penis to fuck her face.
Withdrawing from their Frenching session, she looked at him. "Oh baby," she said, "I've got to have you again."
He threw his arms around her passionately now, thrilled that he had stimulated her to the point where she did want sex.
"Am I that good at it?" he asked, trying to develop more determination with his young ego.
"Yes," she said, "you're real good at it."
He pulled his penis out of her and the nurse lay there limp. He looked at her and said: "I don't even notice that sprain now."
"Well, you'd better notice it before the doctor comes," she said. "And speaking of him, we don't have much time left."
Hastily, the nurse got to her feet. She took time out to douche and then she dressed.
When the doctor came, she was ready. Other patients were sitting in the waiting room and she realized she had taken quite a gamble to do what she had done.
"How is everything?" Dr. Johnson asked as he hurried in.
"Just fine, Doctor," she said calmly. "Just fine."
Not for one moment did Dr. Johnson suspect that anything was wrong. He went to Raymond and asked him where it hurt. He pointed to his inner thigh where he had sprained a ligament.
"Oh, I'll tape that," he said. "That's about all I can do. I could give you a heat treatment."
"Anything," he winced in pain that had now practically disappeared.
"Thank you so much, doctor," he said as the doctor applied a heating lamp to his leg.