0 comments/ 229249 views/ 22 favorites The School Nurse By: John sixfooter My name is John, I was a senior in high school, I just turned 18. I was on the wrestling team, and I wrestled 185. This is a true story. I'm 6'2", with big shoulders, a large chest from lots of weight lifting, and long legs, big feet and big hands. And yes, my cock is pretty big also; at least that's what the school nurse told me. One night I was thrown off the mats by the school heavyweight, who outweighed me by sixty pounds. Ouch! I hit the bleachers right on my thigh, and damn it, it hurt. I limped around, trying to shake it off, but I couldn't stop thepain. Coach sent me to the school nurse, I hobbled down the hall. Nurse Hastings is a goddess, I really didn't mind seeing her. Nurse Hastings was in her mid-twenties and built like a proverbial brick shit house. Her large breasts gave most of us guys instant hard-ons when we saw her. Her breasts, even though obviously encased by a bra, swayed inside her blouse. She also had a very thin waist and athletic looking hips. If we were lucky, her large, dark nipples were visible and were incredibly sexy. She had dark hair, down to her shoulders; her Italian heritage gave her dark skin as well. She stood about 5'4" and probably weighed about 110 to about 120 pounds. She didn't wear a wedding ring, so she was considered fair game, but she was so much older than us, so nobody gave her a serious chance of being available. I knocked on the door to her office, and she called for me to enter. She came out of the back office to meet me, asking me what was wrong. I explained to her what had happened, and a look of concern crossed her face. I was still dressed in my shorts, kneepads down around my ankles and a t-shirt. She told me to take a seat on the edge of an examination table. I complied, and she pulled a metal stool in front of me. "Does this hurt?" she asked as she pressed her hand against my thigh. "Only a little, the place where it really hurts is right here," I said, showing her the place, right below my left hipbone. She palpated the area, noting the heat and a mild contusion. She told me to take some Ibuprofen and apply ice for the next 12 hours, and heat after that. She wanted to see me during practice the following evening. I went home, suffering during the trip home and resting as best I could. The next day I woke up sore and limping. After school I went to see Nurse Hastings again. She smiled at me when I returned and asked me how I was doing. "I ache," I said. "Well, the ice was supposed to keep down the swelling during the first 12 hours, now you have to apply heat to aid in the healing." I asked her what kind of "heat packs" she had, and she handed me one, a chemical kind of contraption. She explained how to heat it and apply it. She popped it into the microwave and applied it to my thigh. It felt great! Something stirred in me as she held the warm pad on my thigh, and I realized I could see right down her blouse and see most of her rather large, and what appeared to be very firm, breasts. Zoiks, what a pair! I couldn't help it; I started to pop a boner right in front of her. I was embarrassed and tried to think of baseball, church, anything to prevent me from having a major erection in front of this older, professional woman. She must not have seen it as she kept up a line of chatter with me, remarking about the weather, the wrestling team's chances that year, and about things going on in the town. Everything changed when she accidentally brushed against my now throbbing erection. Her wrist gently rested on the side of my throbbing cock and she stopped talking, her eyes shifting over to the large bulge in my gym shorts. "Oh my" she said. I wasn't quite sure what to do; I was too embarrassed to even think about anything at that point. She looked at the bulge in my shorts and just lowered the heating pad. My heart was pounding as she moved her tiny hand slowly and gently toward my cock. She palmed it slowly, moving her hand gently up and down, judging its size. I groaned a little, it felt so damn good. After a few seconds she put her other hand on my cock, gently stroking my length. I had only been with a few women before, and I felt like my heart was going to pound out of my chest, the ecstasy was so incredible, I felt like I was going to shoot off in my pants. "Your cock is so big!" she exclaimed, finally looking up at my face. I had no idea what to say, I mumbled something incomprehensible, and she moved one, then both of her hands up to the waistband of my shorts. She gently lifted my shorts over my throbbing cock head and the cool air washed over my cock. As she lowered my shorts, she kept saying "Oh my goodness, oh my..." My cock was finally released; pre-come flowing freely from the head. Slowly she wrapped one of her hands around my shaft, she couldn't close her fingers around it. She began to stroke me up and down. Then she took her second hand and joined the first. She gently stroked my cock and bent it down towards her face and opened her mouth. I couldn't believe it, she actually was going to insert the head of my cock into her mouth, and she was going to suck my cock! As her mouth wrapped around the head of my cock, I felt such pleasure, Her mouth was so warm, so wet, and so damn sexy. I didn't know what to do with my hands and I gently stroked her hair, her shoulders, and her back. She lowered her mouth around my cock, keeping both hands wrapped around the shaft. I heard her slurping loudly as she pulled her mouth of my cock, and she rubbed my cock all over her face, exclaiming, "Damn, what a lovely big cock, I love your big cock, God, what a cock." She returned to sucking my cock... I felt my orgasm approaching and I tried to tell her "I'm going to come, oh God, I'm going to cum... fuck.... Oh god, I'm coming. Ohhhhhh" I began to come buckets, I felt spasms from the base of my cock thrusting out jet streams of jism up the whole length of my cock. I hung onto her, my hips uncontrollably bucking back and forth, thrusting on every spurt. "Oh God, Oh... fuck..." Finally I stopped shooting and I gradually returned to reality. I found her still sucking on my cock; drops of come were smeared on the side of her face, dripping off her chin, and were settling on her chest. She stroked every drop out of my cock, her hands milking every drop from me. She finally stood up and wiped off her mouth, smiling at me. "Call me Susan, ok?" She excused herself to clean up and returned, eyes shining, her bra obviously missing. I couldn't help but stare; these mammaries were being presented to me, and these breasts I had fantasized about, her dark nipples burning a hole in her white blouse. Her nipples were so hard; they pushed her uniform out obscenely in the most erotic way. Her large breasts swayed beneath her blouse like two restless puppies, I stood transfixed by her sensuality. I was naked from the waist down now, my cock drooped only a little. She walked up to me and pulled my t-shirt off insistently. "I want to feel you next to me, your skin, please," she said. "I want to feel every inch of you, let me take off your uniform," I responded. She stood up, staring at my hands as I unbuttoned each button of her blouse, revealing her tanned skin slowly, agonizingly slowly, erotically. Her breasts were revealed to me, not really needing a bra, they stood out proudly from her chest. She had solid D cups, and I nuzzled her nipples, and cupped both her breasts in my hands. I couldn't resist her incredible tan lines, I had to lick them, and she held my head in her arms and almost smothered me in her incredible cleavage. I couldn't get enough of her breasts, but I moved on to her stomach. I took off her blouse and kissed my way down her stomach. Her abdominal muscles were rock hard, she obviously spent a lot of time in the gym hherself. I gently removed he stretch slacks and kissed my way down to her white panties. I detected her musky wetness as I kissed her panties and gently licked between her thighs. I gently hooked her panties in my fingers and removed them, gently kissing every bit of exposed skin. God, when my fingers entered her honey pot, I found her completely soaked. I gently probed her pussy, shifting her around onto the examination table, spreading her silken thighs, resting her legs on my shoulders. I found her clitoris and began to nuzzle it, spreading her lips as I licked, sucked and gently nibbled her to an intense orgasm. At the same time I stroked her G spot inside, right above her pubic bone, she bucked and made a lot of grunting and groaning noises, coming violently. As she lay back, her chest heaved with her hard breathing and she asked me to take a break for a minute. I stood up and just looked at this goddess lying in from of me, her juices still wet on my lips and hands. Her nipples were swollen, her eyes closed in ecstasy, her luxurious hair in a halo around her beautiful face. I felt lust return to my cock as if I had never had an orgasm. My cock throbbed in my hand. Susan stopped me for a second and said, "I have got to measure how big your cock is, I just can't believe it." I stood as she took a wooden ruler to the side of it, and measured me at just a touch over eleven inches. "My God," she proclaimed, "I've heard of big cocks before, but I can't believe I'm actually seeing one - live!" She stroked my cock idly with her hand as she explained that she had broken it off with her ex-fiancé a few months before and hadn't had sex since then. She said she just couldn't resist, and she had to see how big my cock really was. Lucky me! She gently lay back, pulling my cock into her. "Bring that big boy to me, lover, I want you to fill me up like never before." She rubbed the head of my cock up and down her wet slit and gently inserted the head into her sopping wet pussy. "Fuck me, oh god, fuck me." I stood on my feet and pushed gently, her pussy looking impossible small. The head of my cock is the size of a pool ball, the stalk is relatively hairless, and my pubic hair is sparse, making me look even more imposing as I pushed into her. As she got used to my huge cock, she controlled my insertion with her hands on my hips, to prevent me from ripping her apart. Finally, after an interminably long time, I bottomed out, our hips firmly enmeshed together. I began to slowly fuck her, upwards, so that my cock would drag across her G spot every time I could. She orgasmed the first time I stroked across her G spot, and finally, after five minutes of this, she begged me to get stop, to just "Fuck her." Who was I to say no to this lady? I began giving her my entire cock then, my whole length, just plain fucking. Her hands gripped my back, my arms, and my ass. She kept saying, "Oh God, so big, so good, you are such a great fuck, oh, oh, oh... fuck me, you're so..." God, what an ego boost! Finally I felt my orgasm approaching and I warned her. "Just fuck me, God, just come in me. Fuck me, oh God, I love your cock. Oh God, more, please, God, so good." Later, Susan told me she could feel my cock swell inside of her, and she could actually feel my cock pulse as I pumped shot after shot of molten, white-hot jism deep insider of her. I shuddered as I came for nearly thirty seconds. I felt my knees weaken one more time and I almost collapsed on top of her once again. She held me against her body; I felt her breasts pressing against me. Her breasts were so firm, her abs were heaving, so firm, so hard, so ungodly sexy. Susan finally helped me stand up, my softening cock finally slipping loose from her gripping pussy. We cleaned up, both of us sneaking peaks at the other, grinning from ear to ear. We continued dating for the next three years, I have moved in with her, attending the State University, now a junior. What a hot woman, we fuck ever time we can, every place possible. We've had a few three ways - Susan and Iseem to be in hot demand. If you'd like, I can tell you about them. Let me know. Guys, if you're ever get hurt, just hesitate to see the school nurse - you just might be very glad you did! The School Nurse This is a story about a young man and an older woman and contains a degree of "fetish" content, therefore if a woman with underarm hair and rather unconventional ways offends you, this may not be for you. An old man reminiscences... *** I just got back home from hanging out at the VFW Hall with most of the friends I have left above ground, and as usual the bullshit was flowing as fast as the Genesee Cream Ales were being consumed. Every one's exploits got repeated and exaggerated as usual, as I was barely paying attention when Doug Poole asked whether we had heard that Nurse May had passed away. That name didn't mean anything to most of the eight guys sitting around the table, but hearing that blast from the past got my attention. Ed Nelson, my best friend and the only other man at the table that went to our high school, gave me a look across the table along with a subtle wink. "I didn't hear that," I said nonchalantly. "The obit was in the paper today," Doug informed me. "Well, I don't read that part of the paper," I announced. "Just in case my name is in there." "80 something," Doug said. "She was living in Florida. Didn't mention anything about a husband so I guess she died an old maid. With that face though, who would want to be with her let alone fuck her? She was a two-bagger, except to those guys in the bar that night I guess." I tuned big mouth Doug out as he rambled on about Nurse May and the faults he perceived her having, although I was sorely tempted to tell him that not only was beauty in the eye of the beholder, but that I knew one person who did indeed enjoy her company in every way possible. That someone was me, and the reason I bit my tongue and didn't volunteer the fact that I was that man was not because I was ashamed, but I wasn't the type of man that kissed and told. Even my best friend Ed across the table didn't know about Nurse May and yours truly, at least not everything. He only knew part of it. So hearing that name inspired me to write down what happened between the two of us. There's no one left to hurt, with my wife having passed a couple of years ago and now Nurse May gone, so what better place to tell the tale but here at literotica? *** The year was 1968. LBJ was the president, if only for a couple more months, and there was a war going on in a hell hole called Vietnam that I would learn a lot more about after graduation the next spring. The boys in our class were lined up in the gym to get our physicals, which was a yearly event we had to endure. It was hardly an extensive exam; you stripped down to your underwear, and after you got weighed and measured the doctor looked in your ears, down your throat and checked your heart. Then came the low-light of the brief exam. You got to step behind this green portable screen and drop your underwear and cough while the doctor played around with your balls. That was hell, and since this was my senior year this meant that I would never have to endure this humiliation again. My best bud Ed elbowed me in the ribs, offering to place the same bet we made last year, but I shook my head no, not wanting to throw away another dollar like I had last fall. At the desk, writing things down and looking quite professional, was Nurse Susette May, the school nurse who wasn't really a nurse, but more on that later. Anyway, I looked at Nurse May as I waited my turn to walk behind the screen, waiting for a sign. Nurse May remained seated, and as I walked behind the screen I was cursing myself for not taking Ed up on the wager when all of a sudden not only did I hear the wisecracks I was used to from everyone, came the chuckling from Ed and from the a few of the guys who were aware of what was happening. She was on the move. "Hello Leo," the doctor said as he sat in a little stool and fiddled with his glove. "Doctor," I replied, not even knowing his name but since he had done this every other year of my high school career I guess he knew me well, and unlike the first exam he had given me he had little reaction when my boxers came down. "Cough please," the doctor said after I lowered my boxers, and as I did I saw the shadowy figure of Nurse May on the other side of the screen, and right on time she appeared as soon as the doctor grabbed my stuff. "Again please," he asked, and I repeated my cough while looking at Nurse May, whose eyes were fixed on the doctor's work. I was okay, according to the good doctor, and then my boxers came back up. By the time I came back around the curtain to rejoin the class, Nurse May was back at the chair, writing away like she hadn't moved while the commentary from my classmates burned my ears. A sidebar here... I get a kick out of these stories here that feature guys who are, let's say exceptionally well endowed, and how the girls fall over themselves to be with them. I'm one of those guys, so well hung that my folks sent me to a doctor for a real exam when my mom happened to get a glimpse at me one day. That was an experience. A doctor looking at me for a minute and giving my mother his diagnosis, which in layman's terms was that your son has a really big cock. "He's fine," he told her, and winked at me and told me to enjoy it. Maybe in in the world of literotica stories, but during my entire life up to that day in the gym - all 18 years 7 months and 12 days of it (having been sick when I was little and having to miss a whole year of school made me a little older than my mates) - my entire sex life had been hand-jobs. Mostly my own hand, with one exception being Audrey, the village slut, who jerked me off along with some other guys in the woods during a beer party being held for my 18th birthday. Even she wasn't interested in anything more from me, which tells you something, although she did laugh at my dick and said I should be in Ripley's Believe It or Not. Apparently when you're skinny, have ears that stick straight out, you've got a complexion that makes you look like a human pizza, and you tend to stutter when you get nervous near a female, girls don't really care how big your dick is, or at least they didn't back in 1968. Trust me. I know. "The beast help the doctor lift it, Tripod?" came the question from one of the guys who had become aware of the nurse coming around the curtain to check me out every year, and my ears burned as another guy claimed, "Even Taylor's not desperate enough to let her grab his snake." Little did he or any of them know that while most of them thought Nurse May to be a dog as best, I wasn't one of them. As a matter-of-fact I thought she was attractive in her own way, and it wasn't just because I was desperate either. She had something. *** After that exam, the rest of the school year was a blur, and by the next spring I was faced with the prospect of trying to get into college - and with my grades that meant Community College at best - or wait to get drafted. Neither choice was all that appealing. I was at my part-time job at the local grocery, stamping 4/$1 on cans of tomato sauce and waiting for my shift to be over in 15 minutes. As I broke down the box and reset my price stamper for another item, I saw Nurse May at the end of the aisle standing behind a cart looking at me. When she saw me look up she ducked around the corner to the next aisle, while I tried to figure out whether she was looking at me or trying to avoid me. I got the answer to that question when she appeared at the other end of my aisle, and this time when I looked at her she was stuck and kept walking toward me. "Hi, Nurse May," I said as she walked past me. "Oh. Uh - Leo, isn't it?" she said, and I nodded while inside I was chuckling. You don't know me? Should I drop my pants so you recognize me? I was dying to say it but didn't. She knew damn well who I was. Hell, my freshman year I had to go to her office to get my medication everyday. She couldn't dispense it, but she had a refrigerator so that was where I kept it. I watched her go down the aisle, wearing her usual outfit which was a loose fitting white uniform and a sweater, blue today, that she almost always wore over the uniform, along with white socks and white nurse shoes. It had to be real hot but she still wore a sweater, and it was only because I had a lot of contact with her years ago that I knew what was under the sleeves of that sweater at all. It was probably the reason she wore the sweater to begin with. You see, Nurse May had hairy arms. Dark brown hair, and quite a bit of it, coated her arms from her wrist up to where the short sleeves of the uniform blocked the rest of the view. Her arms were even hairier than Mrs. Ogden's, the old woman who worked at the school cafeteria, and guys used to say that instead of the hair net on her head, they should make her wear them on her arms. That didn't bother me, because I had a thing about hairy women. I credited it to the magazine I found ups in our attic, an old tattered rag filled with women of all ages that must have belonged to my old man. They weren't all hairy, but most of them were, and it got to where it turned me on. I didn't think it was all that weird. Hell, there was a picture of Sophia Loren in there with hair under her arms, and she won an Academy Award. So that was my fascination with Nurse May, even though I never seen any more than from her elbows down. I had my mental image of her, and that would have to do. I doubted whether many other guys fantasized about her, because she was short and plump, with a cherubic face that looked like the girl on the Campbell's Soup labels. My shift was done now, and as I gathered up the empty boxes to take them into the back room where I would punch the time clock and take off, I noticed Nurse May watching me from over by the produce section. She was picking up oranges and pretending top look at them while looking at me. Me! Nobody ever looked at me, especially not girls. So what if she wasn't pretty? I was no Paul Newman, and in fact was closer to Alfred E. Newman from Mad Magazine. I had big teeth and ears that stuck way out. My complexion was a mess, and with 141 pounds on a six foot frame, my physique wouldn't even make a good "before" photo in a Charles Atlas ad. All I had was a big dick, and to be honest it had only caused me embarrassment up until then. I was teased relentlessly in the locker room even though I tried to hide myself as best I could. I wanted to be Leo, just a regular guy, not Tripod Taylor. So I took my time and let Nurse May look at me. Being fully clothed now, I still didn't get the fascination of me to her but I was not complaining. I even did a little posing as I broke down the boxes, trying to make my biceps bulge as much as they could. It must have looked ludicrous, but she didn't laugh. Finally, I ran out of ways to dawdle so I went back and punched the clock and grabbed my jacket. When I went through the store to leave, Nurse May was in one of the checkout lines, and when I passed the front window there she was, craning her neck to watch me walk by. Heady stuff for me. So this is what pretty girls have to put up with all the time? I could live with it. So it wasn't Nancy Setzer or Vicki Praga or any of the other real cute girls at school, and instead was an plump school nurse? It was then that I decided to wait for Nurse May. Positioning myself at the end of the block, I casually leaned against the mailbox and waited. What I would do when she walked by was another question. The two most likely scenarios were than I would either stammer, stutter, spasm and twitch like I had some kind of affliction, or would stand there like a lump and pretend I didn't see her. The smart money would have bet on me playing the statue, but as it turned out, I never got the chance because when she left the store she went the other way toward the really poor part of town. East was the poor section of town and west was the really poor area, and since Nurse May had a good job I had figured her to be a little more affluent. With a different decision to make, for once I actually chose the more aggressive path, and while I was sure it was a path to another humiliation, at least this time I was trying. So I ran to catch her, and because she wasn't all that fast a walker it didn't take long. I stopped running before I caught up with her so I wouldn't be wheezing and gasping when I got to her, but I managed to work up a sweat with my sprint, making me all the more attractive I'm sure. Nurse May wasn't that fat, I thought as I walked behind her, doing mental measuring as I looked. 5'4" was my guess, and under 200 pounds, and if 36-24-36 were the supposed ideal measurements, I guesstimated Nurse May at being 44-34-48, and maybe that was being flattering, although her calves weren't all that big hidden under those socks. Nurse May stopped at the crosswalk and waited for a car that was a long way away, forcing my hand earlier than I planned, so I cleared my throat and tried to put on my least goofy smile. "Hi again Nurse May," I said, wincing when my voice jumped an octave in mid-sentence. "Oh - hello Leo - right?" she said after I startled her, looking at me with suspicious through her glasses. "Yes," was my snappy reply. "You're the boy that kept his meds in my office a few years ago, aren't you?" "Yes ma'am," I responded as she switched the paper sack of groceries to her other side. "Um - can I carry that for you?" "No, I'm fine. Thank you," she said. "Is there something you want?" "Well no - I mean - I saw you staring at me back at the store, and I thought maybe we could talk." "I was - just looking to see if you were the same boy I remembered," Nurse May said. "You seem to have recovered well enough." "That was me, and thanks. Yes. I'm fine. Are you sure that I can't carry that for you? Maybe we could stop and sit on the bench or something? I could get you a soda from the machine at the Esso station if you want." "Why are you bothering me?" she said, stopping dead in her tracks and glaring at me. "Bothering - I'm not bothering you," I said. "I just wanted to talk to you. I saw you staring at me." "I already explained that to you. If you got the wrong idea about that I'm sorry," she declared. "Not just now," I snapped, realizing that I had blown it again but wasn't going to just drop it there. "I mean last fall at school. in the gym." "What are you talking about?" Nurse May said with a little less defiance than a few seconds ago. "You know what I mean," I said. "When it was my turn to go behind the screen you came around to look at me when I dropped my underwear." "You're crazy," she said, but now she was on the defensive. "I - I have to communicate with Dr. Shields. Bring him documents while he's doing exams." "The guys - a lot of them - they know," I said. "Didn't you hear them snickering? They were the ones that tipped me off about you coming around the screen every year to look at me." "No one will believe you," Nurse May said, and I started to feel less angry and more sad, because now she was looking like I did when I got caught doing stuff, as if she was looking for a place to hide. "I have a good reputation at school. I've been there 14 years, so if you're trying to get me in trouble with these wild stories, it won't work." "Trouble?" I asked as I turned to walk away. "I'm not trying to get you in trouble. I just thought - well - maybe if you're going to look at guys you should be less obvious about it in the future. Nobody is going to say anything, but I mean, if those knuckleheads can figure it out..." "Wait," I heard Nurse May say, and when I turned she was nodding toward the bench. "I didn't mean to snap at you," Nurse May said after I sat on the bench, with her grocery bag between us. "I didn't understand what you were getting at." "It's okay," I told her. "I didn't realize I was being - what was that you said? Obvious?" Nurse May said. "I apologize for that. I didn't mean to make you feel embarrassed or uncomfortable." "Those guys?" I said, dismissing my classmates teasing me. "Most of them aren't my friends anyway, and you looking at me didn't bother me. Actually, I kinda liked it. Nobody seems to pay much attention to me usually, especially girls." "Why is that?" Nurse May said. "You're a handsome enough young man." I snickered at that and Nurse May shrugged her shoulders. "Well, I think you're kind of cute, in your own way," Nurse May said. "So are you," I said, realizing how it sounds when you say something like that. "Really." "Uh - you said something about a soda?" Nurse May said, and I jumped to my feet and prepared to fish some change out of my jeans for the machine, but she stopped me when she added, "I have soda at home - if you would want to - you know." "Uh... sure," I said. "Let me take the bag." "Oh. Thank you," Nurse May said, adding, "you don't have to walk with me. You can follow behind me if you want to." "Why would I want to do that?" I asked, and she seemed surprised to hear me say that. *** Nurse May's house was a little bungalow that was even shabbier than our house, but while it wasn't any great shakes at least it was clean, and after she let me in and put her groceries away, she poured a couple of sodas into Flintstones glasses that you bought filled with grape jelly. What did I learn about Nurse May as we chatted at the kitchen table? She was 40 years old had never been married and had no kids. The most interesting thing was that she wasn't really a nurse. "How did you get away with that?" I said, chuckling at the thought of her pulling one over on the authorities. Turned out the school knew all about it. She was qualified to be a nurse's assistant, but it wasn't a rule that there had to be a real nurse there, so they got off cheap by paying her next to nothing and passing her off as the real thing. "They don't actually call me a nurse and I'm not supposed to refer to myself as one, but unless somebody asks I'm supposed to keep my mouth shut and smile," Nurse May said, being a trailblazer with the "don't ask don't tell" concept. "It's not like it matters," she added. "The way the rules are, even if I was a nurse I still couldn't even hand out an aspirin to anybody. If you remember I never even touched your med bottles." "I do remember having to get it myself," I recalled, but I thought maybe that was because she was lazy or something. "You don't have to call me Nurse May," she said. "My first name is Susette, with an s instead of a z." "That's a pretty name," I said, and as I finished my soda Susette got up fast to fetch the bottle out of the refrigerator, almost like she was afraid I would leave. My eyes went to the refrigerator door as it opened, and among the clippings from newspapers and recipes on the door, a picture caught my eye, and a chill went though my entire body. I was shook up, but did my best to recover by the time she came back to the table. Not much of a picture, and I'm positive that there wasn't another one of them on any other refrigerator in the world. It was a picture of me. My senior picture, cut out of the yearbook. "You can stay, can't you?" Susette asked. "Are you hungry?" "I ate stuff at work," I said, and even if I was hungry I was so nervous that I could never have kept anything down. "Thanks anyway." "If you do want anything, let me know. It's nice to have company." "Nurse, I mean Susette," I squeaked. "Could you take off your sweater?" Unfortunately, my voice gave out in mid-sentence so I had to repeat myself, but my nervousness was nothing compared to Nurse May's, who seemed paralyzed for a moment before finally unbuttoning it and pulling it off. Nurse May sat there acting just like I did in times of crisis, fidgeting and acting very self conscious while trying to cover as much of her arms with her hands as she could. The School Nurse "You going to college after you graduate, Leo?" "If I graduate, you mean," I said, because I was no scholar and was on the brink of failing math, which would mean summer school at best in order to get a diploma. "Probably join the service before I get drafted." "Oh no. You should go to college, or at least try." "Could you do me a favor?" I asked. "Don't cover yourself like that." Couldn't believe I said it, but she seemed uncomfortable sitting there with her arms folded in front of her, and besides, it was hurting the view. "Thank you," I said. "You have nice arms." Susette said thank you, but it took a minute and she used that time she used trying to figure out the punch line. After she realized that none was coming she uncrossed her arms and rested her elbows on the table. Susette's plump arms were not as hairy as the lunch lady's were, and the fine dark hair that covered Nurse May's forearms looked soft, as did the down on the her upper arms for as far up as I could see. I realized that Nurse May had noticed me staring at her arms but no matter how hard I tried my eyes kept going back to those furry limbs, and as I stared I wondered whether she shaved her underarms and wished that instead of those short sleeves the blouse was sleeveless so I could find out for sure. As if Nurse May was reading my mind, she timidly lifted her hand from the table and brushed a hair from her forehead, looking at me for my reaction. As Susette's arm lifted and the bottom of the blouse sleeve dropped for a couple of seconds, my question was definitely answered. Apparently my facial expression indicated to her that I had noticed what she wanted to me to see because she smiled before slowly putting her elbow back down on the table. "Are you doing anything for your birthday?" she asked, which was next week, and while the answer was no, the fact that she knew when my birthday was, added to my picture on the fridge, was making me so dizzy I didn't ask her how she knew but just nodded as sweat trickled down my spine. "If you want, and you don't have anything else to do, you could come here and we could have a party or something," she said nervously. "Unless you have plans, or a girlfriend or something." "Girlfriend?" I said, snorting at the thought. "No. No girlfriend." "Do you have a..." I started to ask but she shook her head no before I could finish. "We're real popular," I said with a laugh, and Susette joined in the laughter. "I'm popular in a way," she said. "But not in a way to be proud of, if you know what I mean." I had no idea what she meant but nodded. She had a nice laugh, and as we chuckled at how sad we were, I found myself reaching over and resting my hand on Susette's forearm. She jumped like she had just been goosed, but didn't run and instead looked down at my hand. "This okay?" I asked as I slid my hand up to her elbow before sliding it back down, and as I reveled in the sensation of those fine hairs fluttering under my touch, When she didn't answer I asked her if she wanted me to stop, and I heard her whisper "no" rather breathlessly. A couple more trips and the hairs were standing straight up and the skin below was covered with goose pebbles. Meanwhile, the only sounds in the room were the ticking of the kitchen clock and two people breathing very heavily. "Do you," Susette said before clearing her throat. "Do you have a fetish, Leo? Like, a hair fetish?" "I don't know," I replied, and that was true only because at the time I didn't have a clue as to what the word meant. "I was just asking because you seem to like the hair on my arms, and I noticed you trying to look up my sleeve before when I raised my arm," she said perceptively, and then raised her arm again for me, playing with the back collar of her uniform for a second. "Am I right? Did you see what you were hoping to?" "Yes," I sheepishly admitted. "So I guess we've found out a lot about each other," Nurse May said. "We both like to look, and now we both know what we like to look at. I notice you seem to stare at my breasts a great deal too," she added. "Do you find busty women attractive?" "Sure," I said, but I also liked them in all the other sizes too "So maybe you have a couple of fetishes. It's okay if you do," Susette responded. "I have some myself." "Is that good or bad?" I said, too embarrassed to just come out and ask what the hell a fetish was, although I was getting an idea. "Can be good," she said as she took a ragged breath, her chest heaving. "Depends on the person. A woman who looks like me, well, let's just say that I'm happy for anything that a man can find attractive about me." "I think you're really cute," I mumbled. "I should have changed out of my uniform when we first got here," Nurse May said, squirming around in her chair in a way that made the buttons on the front of the uniform strain. "Would have given you a chance to see more of me, if you were intersted that is." "Yeah - Um... I have to go," I said, stunned when I looked at the clock and saw it was almost 10 and it was a school night, but embarrassed that something might have been about to happen and I had panicked once again. "Oh my," Susette said when she spun to see what time it was. "Time flew." It had. I had been there talking for almost two hours to the school nurse. I got up slowly, painfully aware that my cock was so hard that it felt ready to explode at any time, and as I made my way to the door Susette asked me if I wanted to celebrate my birthday there next Friday night. "You don't have to, but you only turn 19 once," Susette said, but while she spoke her eyes were looking down at the obscene bulge in my pants. "How did you know my birthday?" I asked, and it suddenly hit her that it wasn't exactly tattooed on my forehead. "Oh," Susette said looking flustered. "I - well - I guess I remember it from the medication bottles." It was a lame excuse but I didn't want to press it, so I told Susette that I would love to come back to celebrate my birthday. Her smile lit up the room, and when she leaned up and kissed me I practically came in my pants. I hustled out of that creepy neighborhood at top speed, and once I got to my house I retreated to my back yard, where in the darkness I did what I knew I would end up doing inside anyway. "No clean up afterward," I whispered to no one as I moved my fist up and down my cock as I thought back to the scene at Susette's kitchen table and to her having my picture on her refrigerator, all the while thinking that maybe next week it would be Nurse May's hand doing the honors instead of my own. *** I managed to see Nurse May at school every day that week, just happening to go by her office and looking in between periods, and if she wasn't in sight the first time I would go by again until I did see her. She would give me a little smile and wink, and even mouthed the word 'Friday' a couple of times. As if I could possibly forget! Every shower I took that week ended the same way, with me ejaculating all over the tub while remembering her smile, that kiss, and most of all that incredible peek up her sleeve and the glimpse that only made me want to see more. I made a trip to the library to look up what the word fetish actually meant, and when I found out it meant it involved an object or bodily part whose real or presence is psychologically necessary for sexual gratification, I couldn't really admit that it covered me. I was just curious, but if I had a fetish about a girl with hair under her arms, I also had a fetish about breasts and legs and butts and just about everything connected with a woman. Now that a woman was expressing an interest in me, something totally new in my life, I suppose the things I found interesting about her became ever more interesting to me. Nurse May had managed to get better looking everyday, even though she hadn't changed at all in any way but in my eyes, and when I arrived at her doorstep that Friday evening my knees were knocking. "Happy birthday, Leo!" Nurse May said as she answered my knock. "You look so handsome!" I had gotten out of work and hour early, showering and changing into a shirt with buttons, which for me was an event, but Nurse May was the one looking good. Instead of the starched uniform, she was wearing a nice dress. Her figure looked really good in it, with the length short enough to reveal that while her legs were plump they were also shapely, as were her arms. "You look so beautiful," I managed to say as my eyes went to her breasts, which looked like they were about to explode out of the top to the dress, and then over to her arms. The dress was sleeveless, allowing me to see all of her arms right up to her round shoulders, and that must have been her way of acknowledging my fascination, and when she handed me a little box, telling me that it was my present I shook my head. "I thought this was my present," I said as I put my hands on her shoulders and let them slide down the smooth skin and then though the soft down that started around her biceps and grew more densely towards her wrists. Susette smiled when she saw what my touch had done, leaving her arms covered with goosebumps and the hairs standing straight up for a moment, and then I opened the box, which contained a nice watch. "Thank you," I said as I slipped it on my wrist, and added that I had a habit of breaking watches at work so this came in handy. "It's not expensive," Susette said almost apologetically as she led me into the kitchen. "Happy birthday." In the kitchen the lights were out but the table was illuminated by a little homemade cake with 19 candles on it, and the sight of it got me choked up. Not just the cake, but the fact that Susette took the time to make it. "Make a wish and blow out the candles," Susette said, and I nodded. "Want to know what my wish was?" I asked after I cut us a couple of pieces and say across from each other. "I don't think it comes true if you say what it is," Susette suggested. "Okay, but you're a part of it," I said, and she blushed at that. "Sorry. I'm not very good with girls." "You're doing fine," Susette said, her chubby cheeks glowing in the candlelight. "You just don't have confidence. Lucky for me, or else you wouldn't be here with me. You'd be with a cute girl your own age. A nice girl." "You're nice," I said. "You're cute too." "You're sweet. I'm glad you think I'm cute," Susette said before lowering her eyes and adding, "But I'm not nice." "Sure you are," I said. All of this..." "I do things," she said. "Bad things. Things I shouldn't do - with men. Men that don't care about me except to use me. Then again I guess I use them too. Sometimes I'm so lonely..." Her voice trailed off, and I had to fight back a tear as the emotion of the situation overwhelmed me. Two lost and lonely people, not attractive to anybody but each other, but I not only didn't know what Nurse May meant, I didn't care either. "I'm a virgin," I said suddenly, and for some reason this shocked Susette. "Pretty pathetic, huh? 19 years old and a virgin?" "Hard to believe, but it's not bad. It's sweet," Nurse May said. "I don't even remember when I was a virgin." "You remind me of my father," Susette said after a moment of silence. "I guess that's why I've always been attracted to you. You're a very nice boy, but he was anything but nice. You look like him in many ways, at least physically. Do you know what I mean by that?" "I guess," I answered, even though I didn't really know. "He went to jail when I was 15," Susette said softly. "Never saw him after that, and he died in prison blaming me right to the end, but I guess you could say that I saw plenty of him before that. Enough to make me the way I am now. Not nice, especially the things that go through my mind. Not like you. I wish I had your innocence - I wish I had it at any age." "I don't know about that," I said, only then beginning to figure out what she was talking about. "Some of the things I think about - kinda weird too." "Really?" Susette said, reaching around the cake and touching my hand. "Do you think those things about me? Do you think about things you want to do with me? To me?" "Yes," I croaked, my throat tightening up on me. "You want to tell me about them? The things you think about?" Susette asked, and when I hesitated, unable to put my thoughts into words, she added, "There's nothing to be ashamed of with me. Or would you rather just do them instead of talking about it?" "I have to go to the bathroom," I said, and I'm sure I looked like a deer caught in the headlights because that's how I felt. "I'll be in the bedroom waiting for you," Susanne said as I rose. "If you don't - I mean - if you decide to just leave when you come out I understand too." Leave? I didn't want to leave, but I really did have to go to the bathroom, and I also needed to get a drink and splash some water on my face before I passed out. Nineteen years of waiting and now it was going to end, and I felt like I was on a roller coaster that was out of control. After I peed for what seemed like forever, I wiped my dick clean, because it seemed like my original hopes for the evening, which frankly were for maybe some necking, petting and maybe a hand job meant I had set my goals pathetically low. I looked a lot less neat now, I noted when I looked in the mirror, the sweaty and shaken image reflecting the way I felt, and when I could delay no longer I opened the door and headed down the hall. *** The bedroom was down at the end of the hall, and when I turned and looked into the room I saw Susette sitting on the corner of the foot of the bed. There was a dim light coming from the lamp on the night stand, and Nurse May's dress and the rest of her clothes were on the chair in the corner. Susette was wearing a white nightgown, and when she saw me in the doorway she stood up. Although it was a plain nightie I could see right through it. Her breasts were even larger than I had imagined, and through the fabric I could see the dark triangle between her legs. My legs were weak as I took a couple of steps into the room, but Susanne held her hand up to stop me. We stood facing each other, about seven feet or so apart, and Nurse May told me to get undressed. "Slowly Leo," Suzanne said in a husky whisper. "Take your clothes off slowly. First your shirt. That's it. Slowly. Tease me." My fingers weren't moving slowly, but it took a long time because they were shaking so badly that the simple art of undoing buttons became a major undertaking. It was like I had boxing gloves on. "That's it daddy," Susanne said, sucking a deep breath through her teeth. "Tease me. Make me wait." Looking back, the very thought that a skinny geek like me could get a woman aroused by taking his shirt off was crazy, but as I finally got the damn thing off of me Nurse May had lifted her nightie and was playing with her pussy right there in front of me. Saying Susette May had the hairiest pussy I had ever seen was faint praise considering that it was the only one I had seen in person, but even those women in the magazine had nothing like what I was seeing. The triangle of black fur grew high and wide, spilling over onto the insides of her thighs and up towards her belly, and she had a whole lot of her hand inside while she stared at me. Me. Leo Taylor. "Nice," Susette was saying as she looked as my scrawny chest. "So smooth. Now take your pants off. Slow. Tease me." It took me a while to get my trembling fingers to get the belt open, but I guess that made it good for Nurse May, who was shifting her weight from one foot to another, still fingering herself and my slacks came down. "Oh - you aren't hard Leo?" Susette said as I stood there in my boxers. "Kinds nervous," I said, which was a classic understatement. "Pull your boxers down a little," Susette said. "Not too far. Just down past your pubic hair. There - just like that. Oh shit! Little farther down." I looked down at myself, my boxers down far enough to expose the stump of my cock, and waited for further instructions while Nurse May moaned and frigged herself. "Show me more daddy," Nurse May gasped. "Show me all of that horse cock." I lowered them all the way down and stepped out of them, feeling every bit as naked as I was, but when I cupped my hand over myself Susette made me take them away. "Don't hide it. I've waited so long for this moment," Susette said. "It's beautiful. Now make it hard for me. Here. I'll take this off." Susette pulled the nightie over her head, leaning us both naked except of out socks. Nurse May's breasts were even larger than I had imagined, the huge bell-shaped jugs hanging down to her thick waist, and she brought her hands up to knead them while urging me to keep playing with myself. "You a grower or a shower Leo?" Nurse May asked, but I had no idea what she meant except I was getting less nervous and more aroused as she kept playing with her tits. "Like me playing with my jugs? Ooh you're a grower. Look at that! Skin it back for me. That's it. Use both hands - don't cum though." Easier said than done, especially when you're standing about six feet in front of the first naked woman you've ever seen in person, and while Nurse May might not have been a classic beauty, in my eyes she was a goddess. "So big - so fucking big," Susette chanted bringing one hand down between her legs. "You're going to hurt me when you put that big thing in my pussy, aren't you?" "No - I mean..." "It's okay," she said backing up until the bed was behind her legs and then falling back onto it, her legs spread wide. "Don't be nice. Be rough." I went over to the bed with my cock bouncing in front of me, and while I wasn't sure what foreplay was as it turned out I need need to know about that, or maybe that was what we had just done because as soon as I knelt between Susette's plump thighs she had my cock in her fist and was sticking it into that hairy jungle. "Oh shit!" Nurse May screamed as my cock sank into her. "It's too big Daddy. It hurts!" she yelled although she was pulling me close while she said it and wrapped her legs around my butt. "Harder! Harder!" she kept chanting and I began to move in and out while fighting the urge to cum. "Fuck my cunt with that horse cock!" I might have lasted a minute, thrusting in and our while looking anywhere but down at Nurse May and trying to not to listen to her vulgar talk which was really turning me on. It was tight and wet and warm inside her pussy, but just when I thought I was able to hold my orgasm at bay Susette starting clawing at me back and her pussy contacted around me. I came, but I guess Susette was coming too, so I got to enjoy the whites of her eyes while every tendon and muscle in her neck and face bulged. Just like that it was over. "You cum Leo?" she asked, and when I nodded she smiled and hugged me close. "Was it good?" "Yes," I wheezed. Did I..." "You were great and you'll do ever better next time," she said as she crawled out from under me and had me get on my back. "Just don't listen to me - the stuff I say, okay? It's just - just don't pay any attention, especially if I tell you to stop or it hurts, okay?" "Okay," I said, still in a state of shock just seconds after losing my virginity. It had been nothing like I dreamed it would be. No romance or tenderness involved, just fucking. Not like Romeo and Juliet, that was for sure, but one thing was like I had hoped it would be. It was good. Really good, and we were far from done, as I soon found out when Susette climbed down at looked up and me from between my legs, smiling as she lifted my limp dick up. I wanted to touch her, to play with those massive breasts that swayed beneath her, but Susette had something else in mind as she bowed her head and licked the tip of my cock, running her tongue under my foreskin before peeling it back. The School Nurse "Oh!" I groaned as the head of my dick went into another new place. "You like that Daddy?" Susette asked, taking my cock out of her mouth briefly. "You like to have your big cock sucked?" "Yes," I said, eager for her to go back at it because I liked it a lot. "If I get it hard for you again, where are you going to put it?" Susette asked. "In my cunt?" "Yes," I gasped as her mouth went back down on me, taking the whole limp snake into her mouth while her face disappeared in my pubic hair. After Susette's lips made a few more trips down I felt myself getting hard again already, and obviously Nurse May noticed it too because she started sucking more energetically as I grew in her mouth. Soon I was erect, and Susette's mouth still went almost all the way down my shaft, something that no one else would ever be able to do. Her eyes started getting wild looking again, and then she was climbing up on top of me, straddling my cock as she held it upright while impaling herself with it. "Fuck!" she screamed as I sank all the way into her, and I took the opportunity to grab her breasts as they swayed in front of me. "Squeeze my tits Daddy. Hard. You know I like it. They big enough for you?" I had leaned up and had buried my face in her cavernous cleavage while kneading her mammoth breasts, but I muttered yes while slobbering over her tits. Her crimson aureoles were large, as big or bigger than drink coasters, and the nipples were the size of bullets and just as hard. "Suck them. Bite them!" she insisted, and while I didn't really bite them I did nibble on the plump pegs, all the time enjoying Nurse May ride me like I was a pony. "You aren't going to fuck me in the ass later, are you Daddy?" she asked. "Uh - no," I mumbled, the thought not even on my radar. "What if I'm bad?" she whimpered. "Uh - maybe," I said. "Tell me. Tell me what you're going to do," Susette cried out as she reached down and pinched my nipples. "Tell me." So I told her. Talked to her like she was one of the guys, only worse, and I learned that the more disgusting I got the more she liked it. By the time she came the first time I was twisting her nipples like they were the knobs on a radio while I called her every name in the book. "Yes!" she screamed as her pussy crushed my cock while I fought to control her breasts which were wet and slippery with my saliva and her sweat. "I'm your fucking whore!" Nurse May kept riding me after she came, although she stopped swearing and concentrated on bouncing up and down on me. "Like me riding you?" she asked. "Yes," I said, being a man of few words back then. "I'll do anything you want me do, you know that Leo?" she assured me. "Anything. Ever want a girl to something - something nasty? I'll do it." I was happy as hell just as it was, so all I did was go back to playing with her breasts. "Anything you want to do to me - something you always wanted to do to a girl but were afraid to ask for?" Hell, I was afraid to ask a girl for a date, so that list would have been a long one. "Just ask. I'll do it," she promised. "Gonna cum again - want you to cum with me, okay?" "I'll try," I said as Susette started to ride me faster and harder, the head of my cock hitting the wall not even making her blink." "Almost there," she grunted. Almost..." I had been holding back my orgasm so long that I was afraid I wasn't going to make it, but then in a frenzy Susette began writhing on top of me, pulling at her scalp as she started to cum, and when she raised her arms and exposed those incredibly hairy armpits I lost it and we came together. As I spurted deep into her pussy Susette collapsed on top of me, but I was in such a zone that I barely felt her weight on me. We held each other until my cock slithered out of her, causing us to giggle, and only then did she roll off of me. *** "Go ahead," Susette said as she saw me staring at her. "It's not like you can to something that hasn't been done before." I had been observing Susette as she rested on her back after the third time we made love, my eyes focused on the thick tufts of hair that filled her armpits. "You'd be surprised how many guys like girls with pit hair," she explained as my fingers raked through the dense growth, a pleasant aroma filling the air. "Of course, there aren't many girls who are as hairy as me." "I think it's sexy," I said, leaning down and kissing the dark jungle while squeezing her breast, which still looked enormous with her on her back. "Soft." "You know if you keep doing that you're going to make me horny," Susette explained. "So unless you think you're going to be able to get it up again..." I moved my hips closer to her, poking her fleshy hip with my erection, and she laughed when she saw that I was already hard. "Do me doggy this time," Susette said after I had nibbled under her arm long enough to suit her, and she rolled over and got on all fours, presenting her round butt to me. "Not my ass. You're too big. Maybe sometime if we go out drinking I'll get brave enough for that." Still getting acquainted with the female anatomy, I had been fumbling around and was pushing myself into a place I wasn't aiming for, but with Susette's help I slid into her pussy. I felt like the captain of a ship back there, my hands on Susette's hips while I slid in and out of her, all the while being urged to go harder and faster. "Harder daddy," Susette squealed. "Pull on my hair. Harder!" I felt weird grabbing a fist full of her hair, but she kept calling me a pussy for being too gentle so after she got under my skin enough I pulled hard, yanking her head back. "That hard enough for you?" I snarled. "Yeah! That's it!" she gasped, apparently enjoying it, and she came soon after. "Guess you figured out that I'm kinda weird," Susette said afterward. "Before tonight you probably thought you were the kinkiest person in town, but I think I got you beat, don't I?" "I don't know about that," I said. "You know you've got the biggest cock in the history of Richmond High?" Nurse May said as she wiggled it around. "At least in the last 14 years." "You looked at them all?" I said. "Eventually I check them all out," she said matter-of-factly. "Most of them I just peek at, because the little dicks don't do anything for me. It's rare that I look at one as much as I did yours. You're even bigger than the black guys. You ever measure it?" "No," I said. "If you come back and visit me again I'll measure it for you," Susette said. "I'm guessing you're about 10" hard but you might be a little longer than that, because I can usually suck 9 inches with no problem but I couldn't get all of yours in my mouth." "You suck a lot of guys?" I said. "Sorry. Guess that's rude." "It's alright. Yes, I do. You aren't the first student either." "Really?" I said. "Far from it, but I only do guys that are at least 18. I love big cocks - especially uncut ones like yours - but not enough to go to jail for. Does that bother you?" "No, I just - well I'm surprised that I never heard about it. Guys usually brag about everything they do." "Probably because they're ashamed. Don't want their friends to know they sunk so low to as to fuck Nurse May." "Don't say that," I said. "I think you're really nice." "You going to tell your friends about what we did tonight?" she asked. "No," I replied. "But not because I'm ashamed. It's just none of anybody's business." "Good," Nurse May said with a smile as she kept wiggling my cock around. "If you're with a lot of guys - I mean - before when we were talking you said you were lonely a lot." "I am. That's why I do the things I do. You can still be lonely when you're with somebody, you know? I'm not the kind of woman anybody wants to really be seen with. I'm the type that only looks good when it's last call at the Silver Slipper and nobody else is around. You know the Silver Slipper?" "Heard about it," I mumbled. "Never been in it." "I knew that," Nurse May snickered, because a skinny white kid wandering into that place would be noticed right away. "So know you know a little about me. What kind of woman I am." "I like you," I said. "I'm in no posiiton to judge anybody, but I like you and would be proud to be seen with you." "You're a sweet kid," Nurse May said. "Hope this was a happy birthday for you." "You kidding? This was the greatest day of my life." "I was hoping I could get this big boy back to life. How many times did you fuck me so far?" "I - we made love 5 times," I said, the word fuck not describing what we had been doing, at least in my eyes. "Want to go for 6?" Susette asked. "Not sure if I can." "Bored with me already?" she asked as she got up on her knees and swayed her pendulous breasts in my face. "No," I giggled. "Then get up on your hands and knees," Susette directed, and when I did she told me to lower my head down to the pillow. "Just relax. Mmm... I like the view." Nurse May kneaded my balls for a minute before her hands came up to my buttocks. "Spread em' Leo," she commanded, and then I felt her finger go into my ass. "You've got a tight one." "OH!" I cried out as her stubby finger spun around inside of me, but as she worked it in and out I started to enjoy it. "That feels nice," I said. "How about this?" Susette asked, but then pulled her finger out. "Aw, that was... huh?" All of a sudden, Nurse May's face was pressed into my butt crack and what could only be her tongue was licking my ring, even poking inside a little. Susette's hands were busy too, having reached down between my legs to seize my flaccid cock in her fists and began pulling on it hard. I felt like a cow, kneeling there in that awkward position with my ass in the air while Nurse May licked my anus and milked me like I was a cow, but it felt incredible and I was getting hard again. This seemed to inflame Susette, feeling my cock surge in her hands, and I could hear her saying something that was garbled because her mouth was buried in my ass crack, but when I was hard she threw herself onto her back next to me. "Hard and fast," she screamed. "Hurt me." I didn't want to hurt her, but I was used to the hard and fast part and had no problem with that. I was up between her plump thighs instantly and slid my cock into her pussy, which had to have had a ocean of my seed inside her. "Harder!" she screamed in my ear, her nails scratching my back. She was biting my collarbone and thrusting into me while the bed slammed into the wall and our sweaty bodies slapped together. "Huh?" I said when she told me to say something, and she repeated it, her eyes wild as she grabbed my scalp. "You like my big cock Susie?" I repeated. "It hurts daddy," she squealed, her eyes rolling back in her head. "You aren't going to tell Mommy, are you Susie?" I said, feeling weird about what she had me say, but the words seemed to be what sent Susette over the edge. Over the course of the night Nurse May had a bunch of orgasms, but this one was a doozy. Her pussy practically snapped my dick in two, and her body convulsed and shook so hard that I had to struggle to stay mounted on her. Again and again Susette jerked around, and my cock and crotch were drenched as she did a spastic sort of dance in the bedding before she finally went limp. Now the only sound in the room was the squishy sound of my cock going in and out of Susette, who lay motionless beneath me. "You okay Susette?" afraid to look down for fear there was blood coming out of her, but she meekly nodded. "Can you cum for me honey?" she asked in a weary voice, all signs of the crazed woman gone. "Think you wore me out down there. I said I would try but it was clear that she was in discomfort so I stopped, and when she asked me if I came I said no, but that was okay. "Climb up on me," she said. "Fuck my tits." I had no idea what she meant by that but I pulled out and straddled her like she instructed while she had me put my cock in her cavernous cleavage while she squeezed her breasts together. My cock disappeared in the moist fleshy valley, and before long I was cumming. I got off of Susette while she tried to lick the semen that was trickling from between her tits and down her collarbone, and then I surveyed the bed. There was an enormous wet stain underneath Susette's rear end, not blood like I had feared, and when Susette saw my expression she laughed. "No, I didn't pee," she explained. "Sometimes I do that, when somebody is fucking me extra good." "Can you not say that?" I asked. "I mean, I like your dirty talk while we're doing it but after - I don't know. Can't you just call it making love?" "Sure," she said. "Anything for the birthday boy. Oops! It's not your birthday any more." It was 12:30. Time flies when you're having fun. "I'll never be able to sleep in these sheets," Susette said as she got up to go to the bathroom. "And you're a mess. We both are." That was a fact. Susette's back was red and my knees were rubbed raw, leaving traces of blood on the sheets where I had knelt. The bed was a disaster, drenched with sweat and body fluids, so while Susette was in the bathroom I stripped the bed and found fresh sheets in the dresser. "Wow, your Mom must have trained you well," Susette said. "And speaking of that, you probably have to get home right?" "I said I was staying overnight at a friend's house," I said. "Can I stay here with you?" "Sure you can," Susette said, seeming to be shocked at my request. "I'm kinda funky," I said. "We'll take a shower in a little while," Susette said as she turned down the light and pulled me into bed. "Can we cuddle for a while first?" I eagerly climbed in next to her and we embraced, and after kissing Nurse May crinkled her nose and smiled. "Love the aroma," she sighed. "Cum and sweat and testosterone. Smells like f... I mean, smells like love making." "Thank you," I said. "For everything." "Thank you," she said. "Thanks for making me feel like a woman for a change." *** We dropped off for a couple of hours, and when I woke up and went to the bathroom the shower looked to inviting so I decided to rinse off. After I got behind the curtain and got under the spray, the bathroom door opened and I had company. "Room for one more?" Susette asked, and I happily stepped back to accommodate her entry. It was cramped but not so bad that we couldn't lather each other up. Susette mentioned that she would have the cleanest tits in town the way I kept lathering up the slippery jugs repeatedly. "They won't be any cleaner than my dick," I laughed, since she had been scrubbing my cock and balls for quite a while. "And it's hard again!" she said. "Can't have that." Susette went down on her knees and swallowed my cock like it was a sword, making me forget about my sore knees as her lips when up and down. It felt so good that I wanted it to last forever, but there was a problem. "Water's getting cold," I said, and although Susette reached around me to play with the handles it didn't help for long. "Cum fast Leo!" Susette said after taking my dick out of her mouth for a second. "Cumming," I grunted in a few seconds as the cool water pelted my back, and after I was drained we rinsed off back and killed the water. We laughed our asses off as we climbed out of the tub, and after drying each other off went back to bed for the rest of the night. *** "Hold it right there," Nurse May instructed, and as I lay in bed on my back I felt like an idiot holding a wooden rule against the bottom of my cock, and even dumber when the flash of light came. "You didn't take my picture, did you?" I said as Susette ripped the Polaroid print out of the camera and waited for it to dry. "Not your face, just your cock," she informed me. "No one will know it's you except me. Oh look, it came out good. See?" "Great," I said sarcastically. "I'm a good photographer," Susette declared. "You can even read the ruler. Ten and three quarters inches." "What are you going to do with it?" "Add it to the collection," she said as she opened the night table drawer and put it inside. "Give me something to look at when you get bored with me and I'm all alone again." "I'm never going to get bored with you," I said. "This is only the second night of our love affair," she reminded me. "They all get bored eventually." "Were those other pictures in there?" I asked. "Yeah. Want to see them?" "No." "Afraid you might see guy with a bigger one?" she teased. "No." "They're only pictures," she announced, dumping them on my lap. So I looked at them. Seven pictures, including mine. All guys posed just like I had been, with the ruler propped up against them. "Damn," I said when I glanced at the last one. "I am a size queen," Susette said of the picture of a fat black cock, the tip of which reached above the one foot ruler's edge. "You've been with all those guys?" I asked. "Guilty," she said without flinching. "I only got the camera about a year ago. Warned you, remember? I'm a slut." "I didn't say that." "I know. I said it. It's true. That's the way it is in this world. A guy who fucks anything with a pulse is a playboy who is admired, but a girl who has sex is a pig." "I guess you're right," I admitted. "Does seem like a double standard." "You're catching on," Susette said. "So seeing as your cock is still hard, want to play like I talked about?" "Okay." "For a quiet and shy kid, I have to admit that you don't gross out easily," Susette said. "Some guys think that I'm a little crazy." "You are, but I guess I must be too," I said. "Besides, we're only playing." "Remember the things I want you to say?" "I think so. If you gave me a script I could have memorized it though," I said with a laugh. "That's an idea," Susette responded, without a laugh. Susette apparently liked to play games, incorporating her fantasies into this role playing, and while the idea of me pretending to be Susette's father was absurd, anything that had to do with Susette and sex was okay by me, even if it was kinky. "Guess you're kind of confused by this," she said. "What with me hating him so much and loathing what he did to me, yet being so turned on by it at the same time? Join the club. I'm screwed up." "Ready?" Susette asked and I nodded. *** "Mmm," I sighed after climbing onto the bed behind Susette and reaching around to grab her breasts, kneading them through the nightie as I tried to sound as evil and perverse as the man I was portraying. "Can't believe how big your tits are getting. They're way bigger than your Mom's." "I'm scared, Daddy," Nurse May said in a voice that sounded young and innocent, which was as far from the present day Susette as could be. "Ssh!" I said. "Mommy will hear you. You don't want her to catch you being naughty, do you?" "No," she sniffed. "Doesn't this feel good?" I asked as I worked her nightie off and went back to kneading her fleshy jugs. "Your nipples are getting hard. You must like it." Susette did nothing but whimper as I mauled her breasts roughly while trying to remember my dialogue and the order I was supposed to be doing things. Rolling her over more on her back than her side, I raised her hand back behind her head and after raking my fingers through the thick tuft of hair that filled her armpit, buried my face in the thicket, licking and chewing away. "You're so hairy too," I said. "Everybody makes fun of me," Susette sniffed. "They call me names because everybody else shaves and you won't let me." "But I like you like this baby," I growled while sliding a hand down between her legs. "So hairy all over, just like Daddy likes you. You want to make me happy, don't you?"