I was walking down the long hall and was reminding
myself like I do before all assignments; “What is the
number one rule you learned at medical school nurse
Natalie?” Do not get attached to your patient. There
is was – room number 69. I chuckled softly to myself
as I nudged open the door as I had been instructed
and locked up behind me. The room was lit like dusk
even though it was mid afternoon. I assessed the
room and anticipated my new case to be a business
man and then I heard heavy breathing and a nasty
cough.

I approached the bed and robotically presented my
badge to assure the gentleman I had arrived. His
eyes remained closed and it was obvious he was
struggling to get air. I removed my jacket and let
my enormous breasts flow over my white lace teddy
which so perfectly kept the nipples covered at the
edge of the material. But the material was definitely
strained as the nipples protruded against the fabric.
My mid section was exposed and the heart shaped
thong I had kissed the cheeks of my buttocks and
the skimpy front rubbed every so devilishly against
my vulva every time I moved. My garter belt
separated my upper body from the lower half. Hidden
behind the nylons were my silky soft legs and my
manicured triangle of love.

It was such a shame my patient was so under the
weather. I was really looking forward to receiving
some attention. I stood for a moment and assessed
his naked body after I pulled back the covers. He
was phenomenal. He appeared to be in good
condition. Maybe my earlier career path was an
incorrect assumption. He did look very athletic.
I bet he was a very extremely good lover in bed.
You could relate immediately to his upper body
strength. He must work out in a gym or participate
regularly in a sport. He is either visiting Canada or
recently been on vacation with the patches of
tanned skin I could see. The bulge in his boxers
looked very relaxed and the size of the outline
made me curious. There was no reason why I
could not check it out as I was called upon to
make this house call for medical necessity.

I put my medical bag down and took an extra
glance in the mirror to ensure my appearance
was pleasing in case he woke up. I walked around
the bed and was contemplating at which angle I
would start my assessment. Oh but his lips looked
so pleasing – I wanted to taste them too. I bet his
eyes were blue. Wonder what his voice sounded
like? I bet he was a very assertive individual and
would not have taken kindly to being this exposed
to a stranger if he was conscious. But, I was not
going to be a stranger for long.


As I got closer – not only could I smell his scent
that was arousing me but I could hear the deep
breathing and chest congestion that was obviously
keeping this man down. I had to take his
temperature first to determine if I was dealing
with a viral or bacterial infection. I ever so steadily
lowered his boxer waistline down his legs. I saw the
sandy blonde patch of curly hair that comforted my
hands. Then I could feel the warmth of his flesh and
his yard stick bounced free. How could he be out cold?
but his penis was twitching to my presence and
growing in size and width as I freed his entire lower
body from the confinements of the boxers. Men, they
truly are incredible beasts. I positioned myself between
his legs and slowly spread his legs apart. His nuts took
the opportunity to stretch down and relax with the extra
room provided. This job did not pay much but it was
appointments like this where you just knew you were
gonna love your job. I placed my hot tongue on his love
rod. It tasted ever so pleasantly of semen just at the tip.
He was giving me messages even though he was not
awake. I could tell as I continued to take his temperature
with my mouth that his body heat was dangerously high.
In fact, I think his core was on fire. His manhood pleased
my mouth so. God, I loved that fullness from a man.
This truly is the only time in life when a woman can
dominate a man without receiving any hassle. It
truly is our triumph card in life I giggled to myself.
I e v e r s o s l o w l y licked his shaft with my
tongue from the base to the tip. I tantalized the tip
with vigorous movements and the expanding helmet
pushed deeper into my mouth. I place one of my
hands on the base of his heat and the other one
softly rubbing his balls. It was not long until they
almost disappeared as I massaged them so professionally
into a state of ecstasy. My saliva on his penis allowed
me to slide my hand firmly up and down his penis that
was turning me on enormously. I could feel my love zone
contracting inside as if he was inside me already. Oh, but
not yet. I was going to enjoy this house call as long as I
could. He was so responsive to my touch. It just fuelled
my energy and confidence. I started to gnaw on him like
a little girl wanting to get ever last taste of a sucker her
daddy just gave her. I was playful. He was so magnificent.
If only I could get him well and awake. I took my mouth
from the top of his head and slide my whole mouth down
to his balls. This was the best meal I was going to have
in months. I started to caress his inner thighs and his
muscles felt velvety in my hands. I positioned my one
hand to the crack of his ass and could feel enormous
moisture combined with heat. I wiggled my finger deeper
and could feel the flexing of his buttocks. Somehow, the
pressure there sucked my finger in like some kind of
industrial strength vacuum! Man, the pleasures of this
man were never ending. As I was thinking of my next
care treatment, I was even focussing on not awaking
him because I truly didn’t want this hour to end.

As I sat naked in the arm chair beside his bed I just starred
at his profile. He did not have a bad side. I was sweaty all
over. That sexual escapade was fantastic but demanding
on the energy. Now, I was the one encountering breathing
difficulties. But that was OK that I was present naked
because I was going to take this as part of my next healing
approach. I was so like a furnace now myself within my inner
core – I made a sudden grab for my 12” partner and lubricated
it well by just a ever so lightly rub against my box. I leaned
back in the chair and I put my heels up on the side of the bed.
The back of my buttocks were partially hanging off the chair
but I was not going to fall as my cunt muscles had grabbed
onto my penis friend intensely. Oh, I needed to masturbate.
I couldn’t continue without some kind of release. I closed my
eyes ever so effortless and put my head back – my hair
hanging down like a rag doll. I teased my ever so deserving
cunt with slow meaningful strokes of the cock head and I
could no longer surpress the groans from my throat. I pushed
the rest of this mechanical pleasure into me and I jolted with
pleasure. Oh my goodness, I needed this. Come on, I said to
myself – I need you so badly right now. I held onto the moulded
balls and I kept moving it in and out of me – just to the cock
head. Oh, I could feel the juices in me flowing forward. I could
feel my heels digging deeper into the comforter. I could hear my
moans louder and more frequent. Then I treated myself to a
flury of intense friction until I couldn’t take it anymore. My
knuckles were white on the side of the chair; my adam’s apple
was so erect and pointing north as I was arching my back with
movements similar to elastic to accommodate this massive
shaft and to get it positioned just in the right spot. Oh my God,
Yes, right there, yes baby – please please please, don’t stop –
yes, that’s the spot – yah, yah, my god – you are gonna
make me cum………………… the next I remember is that my
poor hand was soaked as so was the carpet. My body was
limp and my never let me down friend was still resting
inside of me. I slowly pulled him out and gave him a quick kiss.

I laid ½ in the chair and out – with my legs spread wide open
and still hoisted on the bed. I looked like a car wreck.
My patient still had not moved. Unbelievable. Poor guy.
I couldn’t believe how turned on I got recalling the creative
sex I had with this man. It certainly fuelled my excitement
just now. I remember when his buttocks caressed my finger
how tight and soothing it felt. It was so wanting to give.
It was desperate for attention. It was like his ass had this
personality of his own. It is so hard to describe. It was
nasty like a dark hole story but so pleasant and comforting
like a warm dark blanket. I pulled out my eradicator device
I had hidden in my bosom and inserted it into his back entrance.
It was like he was sleep walking laying down. He was responsive
during this frenzy of activity but never woke up. As soon as I
stopped pummelling his butt – he went still again. This must
definitely be a medical glue of some sort but I was still
struggling with a diagnosis. I recall the taste of licking him
after I had moved so perfectly between his legs. It was like
I was looking into his soul or similar to what plumbers do
when looking down a dark pipe for a lost ring or something.
I could not see anything but the mystery of it was so erotic
– I couldn’t stop treating his anal cavity with sensational
stimulation. He became like an animal in heat. His cock swelled
to even bigger dimensions – you know that whole nature
theory of getting ready to impregnate some bitch and then
take off boasting into the woods. I had to continue this
treatment. Could he be coming out of his shell, a coma,
or shock. What was wrong with my dear patient. I took
out my other reliable vibrating cock and turned on the
power. I inserted it into my patient similar to taking one’s
temperature. Christ – did he love this – he even started
to bite his lip and you could see muscles flexing in his
arms and legs like this was causing shock waves within
his body. I was afraid I was hurting and went to remove
the gyration from his groin BUT he scared the living shit
out of me as he grabbed my hand and pushed the toy
back in. It was like being touched by a ghost. An
aggressive ghost. I couldn’t resist to stroke his cock
as the toy did all the work and had this man worked
up into frenzy. Occasionally I licked around his balls
and sweet sweet ass to assure him a human element
was still present. I shock my head again and tried to
focus back to what was going on now.

I sat up properly in the chair and pulled it closer to
the bed. I looked at this masterpiece from head to
toe. I had made my final decision. It had to be done.
I needed a sample and where best to get it but from
his manhood. I rested my naked breasts around his
balls and stroked his cock momentarily. I then did
my famous deep throat move and took him entirely
into my mouth. He tasted so good. I thought for a
second of having a cock like this every night to suck.
That would be a bonus that is for sure. I grabbed him
with both hands as I kissed, sucked, pulled and
nurtured this baby to full length once again. I was
feeling so patriotic when he stood at attention like
that for me. I was now starting to know more and
more for sure what was wrong. My medical senses
were starting to kick in now that I was recovering
from my absolutely astonishing orgasms earlier. It
was so key to get this sample. I licked his belly
right to his ears. I rested my breasts on his chest
and it felt like they were being toasted as they lay
on his torso. I caressed in his ears with my tongue,
I placed butterfly kisses all over his face, I massage
my fingers in his chest of locks and I moistened his
legs with my cunt juice as I returned home to his dick.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm – this was yummy.
His dick shivered and flinched inside my mouth like
a fish trying to get back into water. I frantically
licked his shaft and the heat from my tongue
contrasting with the cold in the room made him
react very radically. His dick was wanting back
so deparately into the comfort and heat of my
mouth. Of course I obliged because I missed him
there too. It happened so fast. As his manhood hit
my lips he exploded. It was like a gun stuck on fire
mode and the pellets just kept cumming. The back
of my throat was taking a beating and this was
with him on my side….. Man, wonder what he would
do to the enemy…. He was awesome. The trick was
to keep this semen in my mouth 15 seconds to
analyze the texture of his juice. I knew almost
instantly the problem. I was relieved but concerned.
The texture of his substance was dangerously
dense. The mass was too thick for a man to survive.
My mouth almost felt alive as I knew I had some
excited and expressive swimmers in my mouth who
were so relieved to be finally free. As I swallowed
my sample I felt the thickness stick to my tonsils
and I felt every inch of my body being invaded by
this slime until it finally hit my tummy.

I sat ever so prim and proper in the chair dressed
in seductive red and knew any moment my patient
would awake. His recovery was so preDICKable.
As forecasted – he sat up and those anticipated
magnificent eyes opened. He looked a bit confused
but was alert. I could feel my pelvic area beating as
I was dying to hear that voice. What would it sound
like – what would match this body? OHHHHH I was
not disappointed. I could feel my nipples hardening
and I was twitching my legs as I could feel cunt ups
galore between my legs. He wanted to know who I
was. I could see his stare on my chest all in red.
Maybe he thought he was in hell – I have no idea.
I explained to him I had been called in to care for
him as he had been ill. “Me, sick? – I feel great”.
Oh course you feel great, I said. I just cured you.
After the silence continued for a few moments and
I gave him an opportunity to totally take in my body
and presence – I explained to him that it was most
likely you would not remember anything. Your
condition was critical. Actually, I added – for most
men between 35 – 45 - who have been married
10 – 15 years – it can even be fatal. He looked at
me with added concern almost like I quoted his own
stats. He started rhyming off all these questions.
“What is wrong? What did you find? What do I have
to do?”

I told him his test results would be back on Wed.

If it is indeed what I think – it is not fatal – however,
to keep you well it will be expensive. The treatment
needs to be frequent – at least once to three times
a month. This exclusive program. However, I am sure
you will find it very rewarding and your quality of sex
life will definitely improve. One great thing is – you
don’t need to go onto medication.

It was like someone said the word REMOTE. His ears
tweaked when he heard the word sex. Are you offering
to have sex with me, he asked. I continued to pretend
I knew nothing of the earlier events and said; in a very
sexy and sultry tone – if you think you can keep up
with me doll face – I’d be honoured to roll in the hay
with you.

I am sure he is not going to be surprised to hear he has
the middle aged married man universal Hawaiian sickness
called: Lack – a – nook – ie – so why not start his
treatment right now with a good LAY.

I got up off my still soaked chair and met his reached
out arms and he immediately started to touch and
try to set free my garments. Oh man, this was going
to be good. Oh, if I only had the heart to tell him he
only had a few days to live and keep him to myself
for the entire weekend.