1 comments/ 82279 views/ 12 favorites Dirty Scrubs By: rboxer As I watched her, she switched hands between her legs, the fingers of her left hand moving up to her breast, quickly pulling aside the cup of her bra and releasing her tit to the air, fingers feeling to stroke and tease and pull gently at the nipple. Still with her eyes closed, her torso leaning against the wall and her head bowed slightly as if in silent prayer, her right hand was starting to move faster between her thighs. Even from this distance, I could smell the scent of her. I was awestruck for certain, astounded and shocked and obviously turned on. I mean, who wouldn't be, when confronted with this sight? The door I'd just opened was supposed to be for a closet where cleaning supplies are kept, though it's position at the far end of the virtually deserted top floor obviously put it in people's minds for other reasons - such as the cute blonde doctor masturbating. Anxious not to interrupt her, I pulled the door closed - well, almost closed. Can you blame me if I wanted to watch a little more? Blonde doctor (who of course has a name though I rarely bother to learn them) dipped her hand further down between her thighs, adjusted her stance a little by spreading her legs, and her head came up and back as she moaned quietly. Her finger, deep inside her, withdrew and must have been trailed back up to her clit, and I saw her breath catch in her throat as she hit the pleasure button, exhale sharply, then start all over again by dipping down and in, then out and up. My position wasn't great, as I couldn't see everything she was doing, but my cock was growing harder. She started picking up the pace, fingers moving faster, flicking and pulling her nipple harder, stroking quickly between her legs. Her breath was becoming ragged and her rhythm seemed to slip and her hand fumbled as she got closer to coming. She tried to keep the pace up and soon started coming. She buckled forward, trapping her own hand hard between her thighs, and I could see her face spasming as she tried to silently ride the orgasm, her hips automatically thrusting. She let out a faint groan that sounded like it had been torn from deep inside her, then slumped against the wall. I figured it would only be a few seconds until she turned around, so I closed the door fully; these doctors work hard with barely a minute's rest. No doubt she'd risked it to come up here and bring herself off, but at least I got a bit of a show. A noise trilled, and we both recognised the sound of a pager going off. I ducked into the nearest room - empty, as most of this floor was, and seconds later saw her race past to the nearest stairwell. The slam of the stairwell door was proof she was gone, and I took the opportunity to check out the supply closet. The smell was unmistakable - hot, wet pussy, which just made the throbbing of my cock that much stronger. In fact that it's position in my pants was getting a little painful. I ducked a hand in to reposition myself - and OK, I'll admit it, have a tug, but before I could get any steam up I got a call over my two-way. 'We need a cleanup in radiology.' My boss. I stuffed my cock back in my pants and grabbed the mic. 'OK, just getting some supplies. I'll be down in two.' I sighed and collected the gear I needed and made my way back to my cleaning cart, then headed down the elevator. It may not be the world's greatest job, cleaning up in a hospital, but radiology is where I make sure they get the best service. Cancer patients have enough to get on with without worrying that they just vomited on the floor. A hospital is a busy place, except for when it isn't. Everyone would understand that party nights and weekends are the busy times. Car accidents around peak hour, sports injuries Sat/Sun. I caught sight of blonde doctor a couple of times, tried to catch her eye and smile at her, but they're a busy lot. For a few weeks I tried to see if there was some regularity to her visits to the top floor, but couldn't see it. Once or twice I thought she had a bit of a flush on her cheeks as she walked away down the hall. The stairwell door was between us but I hadn't seen her exit it, nor heard the sound of it closing, so who knows if that was it. Today was different though. I decided to top up on my supplies - you know where from, right - and as soon as I opened the door that scent was in my nose again. Damn it! If I'd been quicker, I might have been able to watch again, but she was gone - now wait a minute! I realized I'd seen blonde doctor coming in the front entrance just as I got in the elevator. No way had she been in here recently, and the freshness of that smell was proof some woman had been just here. It occurred to me that maybe it wasn't just blonde doctor using it. While I worked the rest of the night, I thought about this situation. If caught, maybe I'd loose my job, but there was actually a backup to that. The next day I visited a couple of electronics stores, and purchased supplies. Though I wasn't rostered to work, I came into the hospital anyway. Step one was to relocate the contents of the supply closet. I lugged all the chemicals and cloth and mops and buckets and disinfectants down two floors, and loaded them into a vacant room. 'What in the hell d'ya think your doing?' It was the Chief of Staff, the head doctor but effectively my boss - everybody's boss. 'What? I'm sick of going all the way up to the top floor to get supplies whenever I need them. No-one every messes up the top floor, and this place is convenient.' He gave me a look but I beat him to the qualifier. 'Yeah, I'll make sure I still clean the top floor every now and then, but this way I make one trip to do that, and not a dozen a week for these supplies.' He looked around. Everything was neatly stacked and clearly labeled. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I should have done this along time ago anyway - it really was more convenient. 'Yeah, OK.' He squinted hard at me. 'You're not on the clock are you?' 'Nope. Just doing this then going home.' He nodded. 'Right.' Then he waddled off. Little fucker. Back up on the top floor, I put a wedge under the stairwell door and wet-floor signs right in front of the elevator. I didn't want anyone coming to use 'my room' until I'd prepared it. It took about two hours, and at one stage I thought I heard someone rattle the stairwell door handle. I certainly heard the elevator "bing" but no-one came bothering me. It was past my normal bed time when I finished, but that didn't matter. I closed up, removed signs and wedges and went home. The next day was a work day, but I went no where near the top floor. I guess I was feeling a little uncertain about what I'd done, but my mind just kept coming back to blonde doctor with her hands down her pants. I was daydreaming about just that when she walked past me just as an empty stretcher being pushed passed went off course, catching her hip and spinning her back into me. I automatically grabbed her to stop her falling as her foot connected with a bucket I was using, splashing stuff on the floor. 'Oh, Shit! Sorry,' she said. 'Nope, that's OK. You hurt?' I saw her rubbing her hip, just where she took the hit. 'Oh, no, it's nothing.' Cleaning solution had splashed over, and the floor was wet. I quickly put out a couple of wet-floor signs, and realized I had a good opportunity here. 'Uh, listen, uh - ' 'Eliot,' she said. 'Uh - '. Jeez -who'd be so cruel as to name a girl - 'Yeah, long story.' She shook her head. 'My father wanted a boy.' 'Uh, OK, I guess. Can you just wait here a second while I go and get - oh, no, that's right! We moved all the cleaning supplies down to this floor, and I don't have to go all the way up to the top floor to re-stock.' I waved her away. 'It's OK, doc. I hope your hip's alright.' So now she knew that the supply closet was vacant. It wasn't actually, because of the extras I'd put there, but it was a hell of a lot better than before. At the end of my shift I quietly checked the supply closet, retrieved my items and went home. The video camera I had plugged in, and I quickly realized my first mistake. I had hours and hours of nothing except the mostly empty shelves, the old blankets and sheets I'd "stored" there and a hidden camera that feed to the video camera - no one came to the room, aside from me setting it up. I realized I needed a motion sensor to turn the camera on only when there was someone inside. So, day two started, after I invested another hundred bucks. I was beginning to feel stupid, worried I'd been splashing out hard earned cash, but I figured I need to at least see this through. If I didn't get anything in a week, I'd sell the equipment on eBay and take the loss. For four days, I had nothing. Not one visitor to the room. Maybe it was a once-off for blonde doctor (yeah, I know her name's Eliot, but I like "blonde doctor") and for whomever also used it that other time. Damn it, I'd just have to accept it. I'd had an interesting sight one day, with nice memories to keep me warm (and hard), but obviously that was it. Day Five. Oh. My. God. Eliot used it today. Three times. I can't believe this woman!! OK, I shouldn't get too excited. The video worked perfectly. Only a second or two of the door opening was missed as the motion-sensing thingy went into action, but there she was wearing light green scrubs, the blonde hair with annoying bangs, eyes with extra mascara she's so smoking hot just to look at, I'm hard just thinking about it. And there she was, ready for it. It was a quick wank with no preliminaries; hand down pants, fingers rubbing swiftly, no tit action but inside of two minutes she came on her hand and looked a whole lot more relaxed walking out than when she'd walked in. The second time was about three hours later. Again a quick one, though she played with her breasts a little. I liked to see her get down to action so quickly. I was astonished to see her in there less than an hour later. Maybe all this wanking was just making her hornier, because this time she partially stripped. The scrub pants went down to her ankles, her white undies to her knees, and for the first time I could see her fingers and hand working through her natural - and wasn't that a surprise - blonde pubes. The bad news was that after five minutes into this, her pager went off. For a second she clearly considered ignoring it, as she had that flushed look to her face that meant she wasn't far off orgasm, but she's a dedicated doc and stopped playing with herself so she could go save someone's life - or drain some loser's boil; you never know. I watched those three scenes for more than few hours, eventually masturbating to the final scene just before her pager went off. Day Twenty. OK, so I've got a bit of a pattern now. It's only about every three days or so, and usually just the one wank, quickly. Occasionally it does make her come back for more. She pressed for time though, always busy, but I wish there was some way I could get her to spend a little more time doing this. It's kind of a guy thing, to wank so quickly. Day Thirty. When I saw a neighbor was throwing out a beat up old sofa, I grabbed it and made up a sticker, "Property of Sacred Heart Hospital Administration Center", and stuck it on the side where it could be seen. I installed it in the room, as if it had been stored there out of the way. It was pretty beat to hell, but clean and working - not the sort of thing you'd want in a fancy admin office, but maybe too good to be thrown out. Day Thirty One. Blonde doctor used the sofa, and oh my god, it was wonderful to see. When she first came in, it looked like it freaked her a little, reminding her that other people use the room too for "real" purposes. I hadn't thought of that, and I feared for a moment she'd skip out, but she stayed, dropped scrub pants and fingered herself to a luxurious orgasm some eight minutes later. It was my unfortunate luck that I hadn't figured out the camera angle for this properly, but I did get to see some glimpses of her snatch, all pink and moist and squishy and enticing. I'm getting wood just thinking about it again. Day Thirty Five. Had a brainwave, and along with reposition the camera, installed another plus an audio feed. There isn't a lot of space in the room itself for this stuff, but it works OK up in the roof. I'm a little worried that the electronic hum of the equipment might give it away, but blonde doctor doesn't seem to notice. Day Forty. OK, not so good today. One of the male doctors used the room to have a wank. I wasn't able to close my eyes in time, and unfortunately caught a glimpse of bald doctor's cock. After I washed my eyeballs out and stared into the sun for five minutes to make sure that image wasn't burned into my retinas, I realized it was confusing as he's supposed to be married. Maybe things are slow at home. Day Fifty Five. I've been so busy with work and a running battle with a certain other doctor that I haven't had a chance to even go collect the tapes. Day Fifty Six. I'm a participant in my own voyeuristic taping. I went in today to change out tapes, but I didn't even get a chance. I keep the electronic equipment in a service area just above the room. It's only accessible through a hatch in the room next door, and I was up there when I heard the supply room door opening. Though concerned about being caught, I carefully turned on the LCD monitor on the record and I could see what was going on beneath me. I found out who that other woman is, as well as why bald doctor was up here having a tug. His wife, who happens to be this hot latina nurse, is doing blonde doctor! I'm not kidding. Hot lesbian action, right there below me! They must have come off-shift or something. Obviously they can't go to hot nurse's place, so either something's wrong with blonde doctor's apartment or they just couldn't wait - I think it was the latter. You should have seen it. In the door, and bam! Blondie grabs nursie and rips her scrubs top off, exposing caramel-colored skin and sweet tits in a black lacy bra, but only for as long as it takes Blondie to rip that off too, then she's got her head down, sucking on nipples and licking. Nursie has one hand working under blondie's top, and you can see blondie reacting to a hand on her tit as she sucks on nursie's own. Nursie pushes blondie away for a second, but only to lift her top off, then to kneel down in front of her, look up like the world's sluttiest and sexiest goddess, and then slowly lowers blondie's scrub pants. Even from this camera angle I can see the dark patches showing on blondie's undies, where her wetness has started to soak through the white cotton. I activate the split screen on the display, running both feeds now. One is at crotch level, just behind blondie's white-panty-sheathed ass, and aimed for a straight-through shot to the sofa. That picture disappears as blondie is pushed back against the lens - there's no worry; it's secure and virtually invisible. The other camera has that eagle-eye position, and now shows nursie pulling those undies down to blondie's feet, then burying her face in blondie's snatch. I can hear the licking and slurping, and the blood starts pumping to my cock. Blondie is head back, enthralled at the tonging she's getting, and her hands move to pull of her bra. I've seen a lone tit, bra pulled aside as she worked the nipple during her previous wanks, but this time it's both of them, both barrels, and they are simply gorgeous. It doesn't take long for blonde doctor to start coming on nursie's face, by which time of course my cock is in my hand and I'm working my fist up and down. Nursie sits back on her heels, face all shiny and wet, while blondie gets her breath back. Blondie gets her strength back too, and grabs nursie and lifts her up off her feet. Nursie wraps her legs around blondie's waist. For a long moment they kiss, and I can see this isn't just about the sex. These girls are into each other, with a soft and passionate kiss that just makes my cock harder. Nursie is dry humping - well, not exactly dry - humping blondie, their groins rubbing against each other, and their noises tell how hot they're getting. Blondie steps up to the sofa and lays nursie down on it, then moves down her body to start licking up those dark thighs. God, the number of times I almost came just watching nursie writhing around on the sofa, moaning and groaning. They had lots of time, and unlike blonde doctor, it took hot nurse a good ten minutes of this action before she started coming - and boy was she loud! Blonde doctor pulled back and wiped at her face, pulled over her discarded scrubs and pulled out a cigarette. Still naked, she lit it and shared it with also still-naked hot nurse, and they started talking. It was so quiet I couldn't hear, but that's OK. Now that the pressure was off my own erection was going down, and I began to worry a little. I had my two-way with me, and while I had turned the volume down, if I didn't answer pages then someone might come looking for me. The last place they'd check would be the top floor, but they would still check eventually. 'What do you mean you don't know?' It was blonde doctor. She sounded a little surprised. 'What if he freaks out?' That was hot nurse. 'Well ,if he's like every other guy, two women at once will be one of his fantasies.' Huh? What's this? 'But what if he likes you better?' I could see the confusion on blonde doctor's face. 'What? You mean what if afterwards Turk wanted me rather than you?' 'It's not funny, Eliot. Men are strange that way. What if the whole black-on-blonde thing took off? What would I do?' Blonde doctor shook her head. 'It'd never happen,' she said. 'Besides, I've had enough of dating doctors anyway.' 'JD,' said hot nurse quietly. 'Yeah,' said blonde doctor, with more than a hint of sadness. JD. My nemesis. Him? With blonde doctor? Say it isn't so! 'Do you miss it?' said hot nurse. 'Miss what?' 'You know - cock. As great as this thing between us is, I couldn't go a week without at least a little action from Turk.' Blonde doctor shrugged. 'Sometimes. That's usually when I have to come up here and rub one out.' Nursie sniggered. '"Rub one out"? Is that how you talk?' Blonde doctor placed her hand on nursie's dark pussy, stroking a finger lightly through her public hair up to her clit, causing nursie's hips to arch higher into the air. 'How would you like me to talk? Hmm? Cat got your tongue?' Nursie couldn't speak for a moment, as blondie drilled a stiff finger inside her, pushing deeper, then turning her palm upwards. I could see the tendons in her arm flexing. 'Oh, fuck,' said nursie, as blonde doctor rubbed her g-spot, her thumb now on top and circling her clit. 'Yeah, sometimes I think about cock,' said blondie idly as she continued to masturbate her friend, 'but I won't ever date a doctor again.' I don't know where I got the courage, but a minute later I opened the door to the supply room. For a second blonde doctor looked horrified, but she caught sight of the bulge in my trousers. Hot nurse was eyes closed, unaware of anything except blondie's two fingers now inside her. I stepped inside, closed the door quietly and unzipped my pants. As they fell to the floor I watched blondie's eyes. If she was going to react badly, it would be right now, as I pushed my boxers down, letting my hard cock spring up. Her eyes stayed focused on it, and I saw the tip of her tongue dart out to wet her lips. I stepped up in front of blonde doctor, who had her right hand in hot nurse's pussy, and she took my cock in her left hand, slowly squeezing it, forcing a small pearl of pre-cum from the tip. Dirty Scrubs Ch. 02 'So,' Eliot said, 'that's the plan I have. We'll do pizza and beer tonight at my place, and you two can stay over in JD's old room, while he sleeps on the couch. Eliot looked at Turk and Carla in expectation. 'That sounds great,' said Turk. 'Oh, but I can't,' said Carla at the same time. 'What?' said JD, also at the same time. 'In my room?' Eliot looked at Carla. 'You can't? But you have to!' 'Yeah, that's right,' said Turk in support of his wife. 'You got that class on, haven't you.' Carla looked back at Eliot. 'It's this thing I'm doing, to gain another level in my nursing studies. When I finish I can get an extra eighty dollars a week, and that's before overtime.' 'Ohhh,' whined Eliot, 'but I wanted you there. We haven't done anything together in such a long time.' The janitor was pushing a mop around the floor and caught Eliot's eye. As no-one else was watching, she threw him a quick wink which made him flush and start mopping the floor faster. 'I'm so sorry,' said Carla, 'I don't want to stop you guys having a good time, so you all just go on without me. I finish too late to even think about coming over when I finish.' 'That's OK, baby, I'll come pick you up from the school when you finish,' said Turk. Carla glanced at Eliot, who suddenly had a slightly panicked look to her eyes. No, baby, that's OK. You haven't had a night out by yourself for a long time. You go on over to Eliot's and drink beer and eat pizza and watch the game. Have a good time, and I'll see you Saturday, OK?' Turk took Carla in his arms and lifted her to his own height. 'You sure baby? You know I want you with me every second of the day and night and every moment of my waking and sleeping - ' 'You're over doing it, sweetie,' she said. He dropped a kiss on her succulent lips. 'You're right. Sorry babe. No wives allowed tonight, then!' Carla snuck a hand down the front of his scrubs and squeezed his cock and balls gently, causing Turk to kiss her again, properly this time. 'Mmm, I'm gonna miss this tonight,' she whispered into his ear. 'There's someplace special I want to try it, if you know what I mean.' 'That does it!' said Turk loudly as he dropped his wife. 'I ain't going out tonight. I'm gonna pick you - ' He stopped as Carla kissed him hard. 'No baby. Not tonight. You just enjoy yourself. Now get your hand off my ass and let me get to class, OK?' Turk pouted but let her go, watching her ass as it swayed away. 'OK.' 'That's some fine ass she's got there.' Turk turned to look at Eliot, his eyebrows hiked high on his forehead. 'Pardon me?' 'Carla,' said Eliot, nodding down the hallway where she was disappearing around a corner. 'She has such a fine ass.' 'Let me get this straight,' said JD, oblivious to the implications of Eliot's words, 'you gave them my room for the night?' Carla turned on him. 'Your old room, remember? You moved out, but since Carla won't be there, you and Turk can share if you like. See you at seven.' At six thirty Eliot was lifting her head from between Carla's thighs, gasping for breath from the orgasm her friend had just given and that she had reciprocated. 'Oh, Jesus, Eliot, that was fantastic!' Carla said, as her friend shuffled around to face the same way, making a 99 from their 69. She let Eliot wrap her arms around her from behind. 'I swear Carla, you have the nicest tasting pussy.' 'Well, that new piercing through your clit seems to work well, wouldn't you say?' asked Carla. 'Hmm,' said Eliot sleepily. 'Hey, you can't sleep now, bitch. The guys will be here soon.' There was no response from Eliot, so Carla turned around and faced her. The blonde hair was a mess, but would be easily fixed. A glance at the bedside clock showed that there was still twenty minutes until the guys were due, but knowing them, for beer and pizza and football they'd be early. A knock at the door was proof of that, but Eliot didn't stir. Carla had no choice now, and lowered her lips to her friend's breasts, taking a nipple between her teeth and bit down softly, then harder as the nipple grew suddenly in her mouth. Eliot can up with a jerk, then moaned as her breast slipped from her friend's mouth and she crossed her legs tightly. 'Oh, god, whaddid you do? You nearly made me come again!' 'Damn, girl! What's up with you? They're here.' The doorbell rang. Carla rolled from the bed, pulled the sheets up and kicked her clothes into the closet. 'Get up and answer the door, Eliot. Remember, this is your plan. Get your ass in gear.' She picked a few stray items of clothing and fled into the ensuite bathroom. Eliot was left to recover and answer the door, slipping into a pair of sweats and an old college top. Her breasts swung free under the loose top, but that was part of the plan, and answered the door. The door swung open to reveal Eliot, one hand rummaging through her hair in sleepy disarray, the bottom of the old college top lifting with each movement of her arm and exposing a flat tanned stomach with a belly ring. 'Hey Eliot,' said JD ignorantly, and pushed past, while Turk tried to gain control over his mouth. 'Ahhhhhh-hhhh! Sorry guys, must have dozed off,' she said. Turk was watching the movement of one breast, who's nipple seemed to be particularly emphatic in it's pokiosity. Eliot realised where his attention was focused, and felt a tingle between her thighs. She was still riding the edges of the sudden approach of an orgasm from Carla a minute ago, continually amazed how she always seemed able to heat her up with just a touch. Unseen pheromones from both Eliot and Turk's sweat glands were pumping into the air, along with a whole lot of blood to parts of the body normally kept private. If Turk had noticed the flare of lust in Eliot's eyes, he didn't say a thing. She turned suddenly, presenting him with her ass. The sweatpants had been carefully tailored at Carla's insistence, and hugged her ass much tighter than she would have otherwise allowed. They also rode low on her hips, and as she stepped away from the door and headed back inside, Turk was left with only one thing to watch. Halfway down Eliot stopped and bent forward from the waist. 'Oh, look. Someone dropped a - now what is this?' Her hand scrabbled blindly across the floor, causing her ass cheeks to flex and move under the sweats. 'Huh,' she said after a few seconds, 'a pin. That could have been dangerous.' She disappeared into the kitchen, but poked her head out to see Turk still staring into the hallway, right where she'd waggled her ass at him. Using only her peripheral vision, she noticed the slight bulge in his pants that hadn't been there a moment ago. 'Turk. You coming in or not?' The pizza was delivered just as the game started, and the three of them settled down to watch. Eliot had placed herself between the boys, and made them irritable every time she stood up to get more dip or more drinks or go to the toilet - ever instance an opportunity to tease Turk more and more. The boys hadn't notice the smell of sex in the air - at least not consciously - but every time Eliot went past Turk his eyes lingered on her ass or her breasts as they bumped and swayed and hypnotised his thoughts. He could feel his cock growing larger every time she accidentally exposed her midriff to him. 'Man,' he said to JD, as she ducked off to the toilet in her ensuite again, 'you hit that? How could you give up hitting that?' JD shrugged his shoulders. 'I don't know man, she's like the hottest woman I've ever had in my life, but we went through some strange things together. She's changed now, she was never this comfortable around me before, always talkin' and yappin' and being needy.' He looked down the hallway, but the door to her room remained closed. He turned sideways to speak to Turk properly. 'You know how you wish you could only go back to when you first met someone, but with the things you know now, so you could do things right the second time around? I mean, I'm sitting here next to her, hiding a huge boner because every little thing she does just makes me rock hard, but knowing I'll never have the chance to make her happy like I should have all the other times.' Eliot looked at Carla. 'Did I just hear right?' That sat in front of the little TV that was patched into a video and audio system that the Janitor had helped them set up. From this bedroom they could see into all the other rooms. Carla said nothing, but watched her friend closely. The number of times she'd patched Eliot up after the cataclysm that was her and JD's relationship self-destructing, she was afraid something was coming back again. 'Dude,' said Turk, shifting uncomfortably, but thankful that JD was unable to see him blush. 'I did not need to know you had wood. We've talked about this before. You get wood. I get wood. I - I do not need to know when you get wood. You certainly do not need to know when I get wood. Are we clear?' 'I might need to know when you get wood so I put your chocolate lollypop in my mouth,' said JD, but it was only to his inner narrator speaking. There had been that one night in college when they'd both been completely wasted on beer and an accidental dose of ecstasy, and they'd somehow ended up watching porn and masturbating each other to a sticky end - or at least that's what JD thought had happened. He didn't like to admit that sometimes he had erotic thoughts about his bestest bud. 'She is gorgeous and hot,' he said instead. 'Do you think she's not wearing any underpants?' Turk looked at him quickly. 'Commando?' 'I think so.' 'Dayyam!' The game was coming to an end and nobody cared about the score. On her return last time, Eliot had brought shot glasses and Jagermeister, and she'd forced the boys into betting on the outcome of plays and kicks and passes, with the sole intention of getting them well lubricated, while she carefully drank very little of the potent liquor. She needed no help in that regards, as every time she ducked in to see Carla, the minx would slid two fingers deep inside her and almost make her come. Using the remote control in the bedroom, Eliot changed the TV to a porn DVD she'd prepared earlier, startling the boys who looked around, but then paid attention only to the screen of a pair of women getting down and dirty. In the bedroom, to control herself this time, Eliot had her own hand down Carla's pants, one finger pushing in and out slowly, while her thumb slowly circled Carla's clit. On the screen in front of her, JD and Turk were giggling and laughing like school girls, almost falling all over each other with that shenanigans. The lump in both the boy's pants were getting a lot of her attention, and the few shots she'd had to drink weren't helping either. Carla was riding a wave of pleasure as Eliot mindlessly fiddled with her, her movements beginning to slow down of their own accord. 'What's up, babe?' asked Carla a little breathlessly when she realised Eliot wasn't concentrating. Eliot turned her face a little, but kept her eyes on the screen. 'Do you ever think about them - you know?' 'What do you mean, Eliot? This night's about you. The guys are liquored up and we can slip JD the triple dose, and he'll be out like a light til morning.' A thought suddenly occurred to her, and she wondered if she'd have the time or braveness to sneak off to JD sometime while Eliot and Turk were busy. 'Then,' she continued, 'it'll be you and Turk, like we talked about, with me coming in at the end.' She watched her friend for a moment. 'You want to back out now, sweetie? There's no pressure. We're just doing this because we want to. Nobody's going to be hurt if you decide you want to stop.' Eliot's hand had disappeared between her own thighs, and the one she had between Carla's suddenly found life again. 'No, we're going to keep going, but I was wondering,' she said, as she quickly slipped two fingers inside Carla, 'if you'd thought about Turk and JD, you know, if they'd every done anything like we have, together.' Carla opened her mouth to automatically object, but Eliot hit her clit with her thumb and silenced her except for a low groan that thrust her hips down onto the waiting fingers even harder. 'Oh, god. No, I mean, I can fantasize, but Turk's too - ' Eliot rubbed Carla's clit again, harder and faster this time, drawing a long hiss from her lips. When she bucked her hips down, it was into three fingers this time, and Eliot felt a sudden rush of fluid coat her hand. Carla's nipples were hard and prominent, and she lowered her head to lick one, bringing more moans from Carla. 'Imagine JD there,' she said, 'with Turk's mouth wrapped around his thick white cock, fucking Turk's face and making him take it all down his throat.' 'Oh, fuck,' moaned Carla, riding Eliot's hand and listening to something she'd never known would be so exciting. It was a secret that only she and JD shared. The very first day they'd met they'd somehow ended up in a closet, making out like wildfire. She'd never forgotten the feel of his thick cock in her hand, nor how talented he'd been with his tongue. He'd been bringing her to the edge of what was building up to be a massive orgasm when there was an almighty crash outside when the janitor dropped the cleaning supplies, and they'd never got to finish what they'd started, while Turk had started hitting on her that afternoon. The kiss she and JD had shared the other month while drunk had almost sparked things off again, and now she was dreaming of her mouth filled by that cock, as Eliot's fingers worked their magic. 'Imagine JD coming in Turk's mouth, his cum spilling out as he struggles to swallow it all, and Turk turning to kiss you, the taste of JD passed onto you.' Carla suddenly convulsed and shuddered. 'Imagine I'm between your thighs, licking and sucking like I love to do, ramming fingers deep inside you and tickling your g-spot just there,' said Eliot, flexing her fingers and making Carla's eyes pop open, and she could feel the muscles of her pussy grabbing desperately onto her fingers. She pulled Carla close and held her tight as the orgasm took her over the edge. 'I'm tellin' ya, dude,' said Turk as he watched the two women going at it onscreen, 'Carla has the sweetest tasting snatch - not that you'll ever find out of course - but I swear, the first time I went down on her - ' 'An' you never really liked doin' that before either, 'cause I remember some of your dates - ' interrupted JD. '- I didn't useta like doin' that, until the first time I had my fingers all up inside her, and she was riding my hand like it was the express train to Turk Town. Oh, man, the smell on my fingers made me dive right on down there and I've loved it ever since, and man, you should see the look on her face when she comes and she's squashing my face with her thighs locked around my head - ' 'Yeah, and the look on Eliot's face when I hit that right spot deep inside her, it was like electricity was suddenly turned on inside and she just come right alive, screaming and moaning and looking so fuckin' beautiful as she orgasms - ' 'A-hah!' JD and Turk jumped up from their recumbent slouch - well, as fast as their inebriated asses could move, to see Eliot standing there, hands on hips and legs spread. 'Oh, Jeezus, Eliot, I'm sorry, it just came on the TV, we didn't do nothin' - ' JD came to a stop. Something was wrong, and Turk noticed it too. 'Dude, she's not wearing any - ' 'Yes, thank you Turk, I can see! She's naked!' Eliot brought her legs together, placing one slightly in front of the other, and shifted the position of her hands. She was still naked, but now it was like she was ready to reveal something. 'All right boys, the thing is, I haven't had a nice piece of cock for a while. Normally, because of what's happened in the past between JD and me, JD would never be someone I'd turn to for help in this instance.' Eliot took a step around the boys - not towards them, and not way, just around, as if looking for a new angle. 'It's been going on all night though, from when I first answered the door. If you only knew the sort of dream I'd been having before you two showed up - well, lets just say that it made a mess of my underpants, and I had to go commando.' JD nudged Turk with his elbow. 'Told you.' Eliot moved to a new position. 'No, boys, I think you should stay right there, don't turn around.' They complied and she came a little closer. 'I mean, there I am all night, sandwiched between two hot guys, and I don't mind admitting, it put an image in my head of exactly that thing.' The boys risked a quick glance at each other before facing forward again, hoping to hear more of those honeyed tones. 'I'm sitting there,' she said from much closer, and JD thought he could feel the body heat from her, 'wondering which one of you guys might have wood. I mean, I could look for myself, and I almost let myself do that a couple of times, but then I'd make myself get up and go the bathroom instead, hoping to catch a glimpse of an erection on the way.' 'Well, I've definitely got - ' 'No, JD,' interrupted Eliot firmly, 'I don't want you to tell me. I don't want either you or Turk to tell me.' She moved again, clearing the coffee table and coming back around in front of them, just slightly more than an arm's length away. 'I want you both to show me.' JD and Turk lifted their faces up from staring at her breasts and strip of pubic hair. 'Hmm? I'm sorry, what was that?' said JD. Eliot changed her stance, and this time, from much closer, they could hear the slip and slide of moist flesh. The light from the TV screen reflected off a glistening stripe of flesh that ran down Eliot's leg, and she flexed her pelvis, drawing even more attention to her Brazilian wax job that left her pussy bare for the boys to see. JD dropped his pants in a flash, and his cock sprang up to attention. Turk couldn't help himself, and snuck a look. 'Damn,' he said, guiltily feel a throb in his own pants. 'I know,' said JD. 'I told you I have a good growth rate. It may look small when nothing interesting's happening, but when it's angry, well,' he said and shaking his head in that goofy way, 'watch out!' Eliot was mildly transfixed, and reached a hand out automatically to take his cock in her hand. It had been a long time since she'd had a cock - OK, the janitor, but that was a one-off and shouldn't be counted. Her fingers trailed over the head of JD's cock, causing him to giggle but also to grow just a little bit more. The heat of his cock was familiar in her hand, but she was a different Eliot now, and controlled herself through willpower, and turned back to face Turk. 'Do you have something to show me?' When she'd been watching JD, his eyes had been focused on her ass. Thought not as big or jusicy as Carla's it was a real nice round shape, and he could imagine his dark hand on that white globe, pushing and slapping - no! Must think about Carla! 'Uh, Eliot, that's real nice and all that you're interested, but I can't cheat on Carla.' She smiled at him, but it didn't make him comfortable. He suddenly felt like he was prey. She stepped up right close to him, her breasts with pointy nipples playing across the front of his shirt. 'Oh, I don't think Carla will mind.' She leaned forward and kissed him, her tongue slipping effortlessly into his shocked mouth, mashing her lips gently against his. He responded of course, even though it was only for a moment. She stepped back as the confusion came over his face. Eliot turned aside and turned to face JD. 'Let's see if JD can figure it out.' In the bedroom, Carla suddenly put her hand to her mouth to stifle the urge to yell out. Dirty Scrubs Ch. 02 Eliot kissed JD and he pulled away after a few seconds too. 'Tastes like - like pussy?' 'Pussy?' said Turk. 'Yeah, like pussy. Nice too. How come you taste - ' JD's eyes went wide, as he realised. Eliot stepped back in front of Turk, and lifted a finger and ran it under his nose. 'Smell familiar, Turk? Taste familiar?' Carla breathed a sigh of relief. 'Carla? How come you taste like Carla's pussy?' Eliot moved back out of range. 'Well you see, the other day she and I decided to - um, what's the word? Experiment. Yeah, that's it. We experimented with each other. We experimented. A lot. All night. God. We experimented so hard and so often that night that I even collected a little sample of her. Any time I need a reminder of how delicious Carla tastes, I just bring out the little jar and remind myself. You know what happens when I do that, Turk?' 'Uh - ' said Turk, lost in the revelation. Eliot stepped up closer to him, pushed herself harder against him and whispered in his ear. 'I. Get. Wet.' She licked the back of his neck, a trick that Carla had told her will guarantee an instant erection from him. As she stepped back she could see his eyes were closed and there was a definite lump in his pants. 'I get wet and wish I could bury my face in her pussy again and lick her until she screams.' In the bedroom, Carla went 'Awww, that so sweet!' 'So in all, Turk, no, I don't think Carla will mind. In fact, I know for a fact that she'd approve.' Carla held her hands together and chanted quietly to herself. 'C'mon baby, be nice for Eliot. It's OK. Please baby, please?' Turk lowered his eyes to take in more of her body. He'd seen her partially naked a couple of times while she and JD were dating, like rushing into and out of showers and such, but he always made sure his eyes behaved. If Carla had caught him looking at her, he would have lost a nut, but there was no mistaking that taste he'd caught. Damn it, why hadn't she told him. He could have watched! 'Baby, I got wood for you like you would not believe!' He grabbed the top of his pants and prepared to drop them when Eliot stopped him. 'No, Turk. Do you know what I'd like to see though,' she said, stepping further away and sitting down on the sofa, looking at the two men in front of her. She put both arms up on the back of the sofa, lifted her right leg and placed the ankle on the knee of her left leg. The dark moistness between her thighs glistened, and JD and Turk didn't know whether to focus on her pussy or her high and round breasts. 'I'd like JD to tell me if Turk has wood.' Turk grinned. 'Uh, you know, that's - that's OK.' His eyes caught sight of JD's cock again, and he almost wrenched his neck getting his head straight. Eliot took her foot of her other knee, and place her feet apart on the floor. By bringing her knees together she cut of the guy's view of her, and by pushing her knees apart they could see her partially open pussy lips. She felt wanton and shameful, but unlike in the past where it would sent her into self-loathing, she revealed in it, and let her feel her own sexual power. Her knees continued that slow motion, making her pussy wink at them. 'You're sure there, Turk? I'm mean, if you're sure, then I guess it'll be just me and JD tonight.' Turk was fighting a lifetime of cultural programming, but the sight of the juicy pussy winking at him was making him crazy. He couldn't look away, because right there next to him was JD's co - I mean, there was JD, standing there. With his pants around his ankles. And his co - his coc - his cock just sticking out - don't look! Over there was a pale pink juicy pussy, and dear god he could see the juices flowing there, and he could feel his own blood pumping. 'All right!' he shouted. Eliot stood up quickly and moved to kneel right next to Turk, putting her head at the perfect hight. She looked up at JD, and saw his thick cock standing out proud, lust and confusion on his face. She lifted a hand and beaconed him with a finger. Carla cursed Eliot for blocking the shot, and changed the camera view, then went back to kneeling on the floor, a soft dildo now in place as one hand played with her breast. 'C'mon JD. Show me if Turk has wood. Come down here beside me.' He complied to her request, barely able to pull his eyes from the naked lust he could see on her face. This wasn't the Eliot he'd known and loved and lost and loved and rejected in the past. She was exciting and dangerous. Crazy, he was used to. Sexy too, but never in such control like this before. Eliot leaned forward and whispered in his ear. 'If you do this for me, well, you and I might have something to talk about other than our own neuroses.' She kissed his ear and neck and made him groan. Turk had closed his eyes. He couldn't think and couldn't move, and wondered if he was going crazy. A pair of hands touched his hips and grabbed his belt, unfastening it and then unsnapping his jeans. The zipper was pulled down and he began to feel his legs trembling as the jeans were pulled down to his ankles. Carla was bucking up and down on the dildo, her eyes locked on the screen, her hand rubbing on her clit frantically. A warm pair of hands tugged at his boxers, drawing the elastic down the shaft of his thick cock and finally, over its head, letting it spring up into the air. He felt a hot breath against his cock, then a tongue darted out and licked him. A groan escaped from three pairs of lips. Carla started coming hard as she watched JD take Turk in his mouth, and Eliot was eyes open with JD's cock barely able to fit in her hand, but pumping furiously with her fist, already starting to orgasm just from the sight she was watching. Turk opened his eyes as his cock disappeared completely into the heavenly warmth, and when he saw the dark mop of hair nestled in his crotch, his hands flew up to grab JD's had and force it down onto his cock. As the head of his cock slipped down JD's throat he started coming hard, ignoring the warms splatters that suddenly hit his legs. Eliot watched JD as some of the lust drained away, and saw what she knew was the start of his neurosis coming back. She moved forward and pushed him over, kneeling above him and feeling his cock under her dripping pussy. She leaned down and kissed him hard, harder and more passionately than she'd every kissed anyone, taking his thoughts away from the dark corner they'd been headed. The taste of Turk on him was driving her wild, and she could feel him start to become aroused again. She jumped up and took both of the boys by the hand. 'Come on, lets go to bed. There's a couple of things I need to explain, though.' She opened the door and let them see Carla, sweaty and naked, a dildo still jammed up inside her, writhing slowly in ecstasy on the floor. 'Oh man, your wife is so hot,' exclaimed JD. Dirty Scrubs Hot nurse took that moment stretch her arm out, hitting my hip and bringing her eyes open. 'What the? Oh my god!' Blonde doctor calmed her down. 'Relax Carla, this is the perfect opportunity.' She stopped for a moment to wrap her lips around my cock and suck me into her mouth, letting me slide back out with a pop. Her hand continued its work on hot nurse, and the sound of her fingers sliding around in that wet pussy was making me even harder. 'This is a chance for your to work on your fantasy, but without invoking that fear of black-on-blond.' She turned her blue eyes on me. 'Isn't that right, janitor?' 'Absolutely,' I said breathlessly, as she again sucked me into her mouth. So imagine that sight. A gorgeous blonde woman sucking on your cock, one hand stroking your shaft, the other working a might fine looking pussy just beside you. Hot nurse started getting back into the groove, and she reached her own hand out to play gently with blonde doctor's pussy. When her finger touches on blondie's clit blondie jumps a little, takes me a little deeper in her mouth. I'm not the world's largest penis, but blonde doctor was sucking it like it was the first one she'd ever seen. I guess it had been a while for her. She pulled her mouth away. 'I've got to have it, you know? Will you fuck me?' Of course I would. I lifted her off the edge of the sofa but stepped around behind her. I pushed her in the center of her back, and she got the idea to lean over the sofa, exposing her ass and pussy to me. It also put her head directly above hot nurse's pussy. She didn't do that yet though, preferring to turn her head and watch over her shoulder as I stepped up to her and carefully fed my cock inside of her. The moans she made were heaven itself, but she soon focused on what was in front of her. Hot nurse, somehow, was more into this than even me and blonde doctor. I watched her come three times in the space of five minutes as I pounded into blonde doctor from behind. With hot nurse unable to keep her eyes of us, and I remembered that this was actually her fantasy. 'C'mon baby. You ready for some cock?' I asked. She was up in a flash, pushing blonde doctor onto the sofa, who twisted around with a groan. 'Hey, I was just getting into that!' 'Shut up, Eliot,' said hot nurse, then turned her back on me and pushed that beautiful brown booty out at me. 'Fuck me, stud. You'll never get this chance again, so you better make it good.' 'Yes ma'am,' I said, and slammed my hips against her big ass, burying my cock inside her. She cried out but rode it, braced her stomach on the sofa arm and buried her face into blonde doctor's pussy. Well the noise was something to behold. The slap of skin, the sounds of slick flesh sliding and squishing and slipping around. I raised a hand but brought the palm down just a little harder than a tap on hot nurse's ass - she can be scary and I didn't want to go overboard, but her reaction was encouraging, so I slapped a little harder, until I could feel her dark pussy clenching tight on my cock. Blonde doctor suddenly grabbed hot nurse's hair and wrapped her legs around her head. The muscles on her neck stood out and she threw her head back and screamed gently. Hot nurse was getting off too, as all I could hear from her was louder and louder grunts each time I slammed into her, so I reached around and twiddled with her clit as I slammed one final time inside her. She lifted her face from hot doctor's snatch and literally howled as I pushed up hard inside her. When she settled down I saw blonde doctor was still watching as I slowly and carefully fucked hot nurse beyond her orgasm. 'You're not done yet,' I said. Hot nurse was a ragged mess, so blonde doctor got off the sofa and I lay hot nurse back down. Blonde doctor stood close to me and took me in her hand, squeezing and pushing and pulling on me. 'You know where I've always wanted to try one of these?' I shrugged my shoulders. 'In the ass?' Her eyes sparkled a little, but I could see a bit of fear there too. 'So hop on,' I said. She was so wet from the fucking and the sucking and the licking, all I needed to do was dip my cock inside her a few times, again as she lay over the arm of the sofa, then pushed the head of cock against her ring. I took it slow as the head popped in easily but she tensed up, so I ran my hands up the back of her thighs. Slick with her wetness I rubbed my hands over her ass cheeks, squeezing and massaging and stroking, and soon she started pushing back, proof of her readiness for more. Soon she had taken all of me, and I could see how much she was into it. She changed her position constantly but slowly, and I could hear her breath catching as she rode the sensations. Hot nurse started coming back around. She looked from hot doctor's face to my own. 'What every you're doing it's working, because from here it looks like she's dying and going to heaven.' 'She has the sweetest little ass,' I said through gritted teeth, 'and I'm going to fuck it until I come deep inside her.' 'Eliot!' she said, all excited. 'I told you! See how fantastic it is?' 'I...never...knew...' she said as I started to build the pace up. 'Oh, god Carla, this is - oh god - oh fuck.' She started repeating that mantra as Carla moved forward to cradle her head and stroke her hair, then lifting her face to kiss her lips. 'Let it wash over you, baby, let it spread and build and flow. Feel how deep inside you that cock is.' 'God, yeah - uh, fuck.' Hot nurse's fingers were flying on her pussy, stroking and pushing inside her, getting off on watching her friend get fucked in the ass. Just as hot nurse started to loose control of herself, burying three fingers inside her glorious little pussy, I slipped one hand around to pinch a nipple, and the other hand down to push two fingers into blonde doctor's pussy as I fucked her ass, and rubbed quickly on her g-spot. Blonde doctor didn't know what hit her, and came screaming, her slick ring clamping down on my cock and I slammed into her one final time, driving her forward into hot nurse just as I fired about a gallon of come inside her pretty pink ass. Ten minutes later they were gone, giggling and both of them walking a little funny, leaving me to clean up the mess. I didn't mind. I made sure to collect the tapes before I left. I've got a feeling these will be a favorite for a long time.