3 comments/ 165568 views/ 1 favorites Private Duty By: Shale Tyronne was an athletically built young black man, about 22 years old. He was a university student who also worked as a tree trimmer. That's how we met. No, not in a tree but in a hospital. It seems Tyronne fell out of a tree head first and managed to land on his arms. Now he was stuck in bed with both arms strung-up in casts from his shoulders to his fingers. I was called in to do private duty since he was pretty much helpless. Actually, it turned out to be a fairly cushy insurance job. Although Tyronne needed total care with eating, bathing and toileting, he could move his body easily, so there wasn't a lot of lifting and turning to do. I arrived at supper time and got right to work setting up the tray and feeding him. He appreciated that we didn't have to rush through the meal like the hospital aides did. No sooner had he finished eating than he had to have a bowel movement. He said he hadn't gone in three days, it was so humiliating using a bedpan and having someone else in his shit and wiping his ass. He lifted his hips and I slid the bedpan under him, noticing a musty, sour-sweet crotch odor wafting up on the warm air from under the covers. I then placed his penis in the urinal and balanced it with a folded towel. He told me it was less embarrassing having me hold his penis than the female nurses. I put the call button by his head and left the room. When the light came on, I went back in the room and knew immediately that he was much relieved. I put on gloves, got paper and wet wipes, and had him roll to the side. As I started wiping he said "this is so degrading." I told him, "look, we all shit, and it stinks the same, so don't think about it." He laughed at that and seemed more at ease. Actually, compared to the saggy wrinkled butts I've had to clean, it was a relative pleasure to wipe between his firm round ass. Nice tight sphincters, and a smooth natal cleft made cleaning complete with one pass of paper and one wet wipe. I asked if he'd had a bed bath since being there. He said one of the women had quickly wiped down his face, feet, and between his legs once. He said she seemed as embarrassed as him. I got a bath blanket and some towels, set up the basin with warm water, pulled the curtain around the bed and began cleaning his face and neck. I pulled the top of the blanket down, exposing his smooth hairless chest, and began rubbing it with the soapy cloth. There was a pronounced underarm odor emanating from the dark curly bush of hair that went almost to the edge of the cast. It was a warm constricted area that took several rinse wipes to get all the odor and soap out. I washed his rippled abdomen down to the pubic hair, a tight curly bush that also took several rinse wipes to get all the lather out. I had him roll to his side so I could get to his back. By now I could tell that he was really enjoying this warm wet rubdown as I washed and dried each section of his body. After a thorough soapy cleaning and rinse between his buttocks, I changed water and rags and started on his legs and feet. Since I have more time than the hospital aides, my bed baths tend to be more thorough and relaxed, almost an effleurage massage. I rubbed and squeezed his foot through the soapy rag and ran fingers between toes. After washing and drying his legs all the way to his crotch, I had him lift up so I could put towels under his butt. I took a warm soapy rag and slid it between his legs along the sides of his scrotum, then over the scrotum itself, gently working the wrinkled skin surface between my fingers and thumb. The sour-sweet, yeasty smell of his scrotum blended with that of the soap in this first real cleaning he'd had in a week. I moved the soapy washcloth to the shaft of his penis. He was uncircumcised, so after I washed the outside of his shaft, I got a clean rag and started sliding his foreskin back. As soon as the head of his penis started being exposed I could smell it. By the time I slid the skin completely back to where the cheesy white ring of smegma was visible, the smell had permeated the whole cubicle. Obviously, the squeamish woman who bathed him last did not clean under here. "Smells pretty funky," Tyronne said, trying to break the embarrassment of having his personal body odor penetrating the entire room. "I really appreciate what you're doing for me man." I assured him it was no problem, that I was used to these bodily odors that accumulate when people can't bathe regularly. As I wiped away the oily smegma, I felt his shaft expanding in my hand. Tyronne was looking at the ceiling, probably trying to will it down, but young men don't always have that control. It continued expanding until it was a solid seven inch boner. I know he must have been blushing. "It happens," I said, trying to acknowledge the obvious without causing any more embarrassment. "I'm sorry," he said, "I haven't gotten off in 5 days." "Don't apologize," I said, as I applied the warm rinse rag to this straining hard black rod. "Would you like me to help you relax." He nodded his head, "yes." I slid the loose foreskin forward over the head, my fingers feeling the contour of his glans underneath. His hips gave a little involuntary jerk backward as I slid the skin back down. I continued a slow rhythmic motion, up and down, until I noticed his hips undulating steadily. I paced my hand to move with his hip thrusts. He had his eyes closed, and an intense expression on his face. Was he in some fantasy, or trying to reconcile the fact that this familiar, pleasurable stimulation was by another man's hand? He let out ever so slight a moan, and arched his back, thrusting his crotch forward as a small burst of semen squirted out, followed by a second more voluminous and forceful squirt that cleared the end of the bed. The rhythmic convulsions and squirts subsided and he relaxed the tension in his body, letting out a breathy, exhausted sigh. His eyes were still closed as I gently wiped him off with a wash cloth and cleaned up the slippery bed rail and floor. I pulled the covers over him and was about to quietly exit, when he opened his eyes and said, "Thanks. You don't know how much that helped." Actually, I did know. My own hard dick had been straining at my briefs the whole time, leaking viscous fluid all over them. I let Tyronne lay there and relax as I went to the john to relieve myself. Private Duty Lynn was running late, as usual, and had to punch in at 3 p.m. to be on the floor so the day nurse could leave. She quickly ran a brush through her hair, applied the usual light makeup and rummaged through her dresser drawer searching for a pair of white hose. Sitting on the edge of her bed she drew the thigh high, sheer, white hose up over her leg and felt the elastic snap into place around her upper thigh, repeating the procedure on the other leg. She hated wearing the constraining full pantyhose and much preferred the thigh highs, feeling that she may have to look professional on the outside, but underneath she liked to look and feel sexy. She stepped into a pair of white thongs, adjusting the thin strap in the back for maximum comfort, liking the sensation of the material against her bottom, the front of the thong barely covering her clean shaven pussy. The white lace bra came next, very low cut with underwires pushing up her breasts nicely. She liked the contrast of the white lace against the tanned skin of her breasts. Next she pulled on a simple, white, zip up the front nurses uniform that came just above the knee. "If my patients knew what I had on underneath this uniform, they'd be in ICU!" she thought to herself with a little giggle, as she stepped into her white nurse's shoes, grabbed her purse and ran out the door. As she drove to the hospital she wondered how many patients they'd have on the unit she worked on tonight, and she was pleased that she would work with her old friend Kelli. They always worked well together, even on the busy nights, and they had a long history of friendship between them. They'd known each other for years, and had gotten to know each other very well in that time. They were both excellent nurses, but in their free time they liked to party and definitely had a good time doing it! She pulled into the hospital parking lot for employees and parked her car next to Kelli's mustang, wondering if Kelli was ever going to get rid of that car. She'd had it forever it seemed, but Kelli was determined to keep it running and she treated it like a prized possession. Kelli had always liked classic cars and good looking men, and she still did. She appreciated them both, and used them for her pleasure freely and without regret. Lynn had always admired the carefree way in which her friend lived, but she took things a little more seriously, even when Kelli teased her about being so naive. Maybe one of these days she'd give Kelli a little surprise... As she entered the nurse's charting room she saw that Kelli was already there, and they were waiting to start nurses report for her. She quickly slid into a chair at the rectangular table muttering her apologizes for being late. They were use to it, they knew she tended to be a last minute arrival, and they quickly got down to the business at hand. It was a rather small hospital in a small community, and there were just the two of them for the afternoon shift. The census was low, so they could handle it easily, and could always call in another nurse if they received more patients. The charge nurse from the day shift told them about the few patients they had, several post op patients, a geriatric case, and a man who'd been in a rather bad motorcycle accident. He was a 39 year old male with bilateral fractures in the arms and a fractured leg. He had casts on both arms and the right leg, vitals stable. The charge nurse went on to say that he was in good physical shape and would probably recover nicely, in time, and that he needed to have a bed bath tonight as they didn't have time to get to it during the day shift. His pain was being well controlled with oxycontin and he was alert and oriented. No head injury. He was completely dependent on the staff due to the casts, and needed their assistance with the basic ADL's. "No problem," Kelli said, "we'll get him hosed down good tonight." Lynn held back a giggle at the stern look from the day charge nurse and went on to reassure her that they had everything under control and to go on home. As the day shift left Kelli and Lynn made rounds, checking on their patients and met back at the nurse's station. "Wow, you should see that guy from the motorcycle accident, he is HOT!" She had been the one to check in on him and see if he needed anything. He had said he was fine and was just going to doze off for a while. "Kel, is that all you think of?" Lynn laughed at her friend's priorities. "He's going to sleep for a while, but go see for yourself when he wakes up! You could use a little excitement in your life." Kelli jokingly teased her friend, laughing when she saw Lynn's face turn pink. "Cut it out Kel. Let's get busy now and get this med room organized since we don't have much else to do tonight." Lynn turned and walked into the med room determined to stay busy. They worked quietly, side by side for several minutes, then Kelli said, "Maybe he's got a really big cock..." "Kelli! Stop it!" Lynn could feel her face burning even more now. Just then a light on the control panel at the nurse's station lit up indicating a patient was calling for a nurse. It was the man from the bike accident. "You go," Kelli said, "you'll see what I mean." Lynn rolled her eyes and headed down the hall toward the man's room. The door was closed, and she knocked lightly before entering. The curtains were drawn and the only light was coming from the adjacent bathroom, casting a cozy, yellow glow over the man in the bed. She could see his dark hair against the white pillow case, and when he lifted his eyes to hers she saw they were the palest blue and very piercing, making her feel a bit uncomfortable. He looked into her, not at her, or so it felt. "Hi, my name's Lynn. I'm the afternoon nurse. Are you having any pain?" She asked as she approached the bed. Both of his arms were in casts and resting on pillows, and his leg was in a below the knee cast as well. She stood by his bed now, looking down into his face, waiting for his answer, puzzled as to why he hesitated and just stared up at her. She couldn't hold his gaze and looked down at her clipboard. "Is there a problem Mr...uh....", she was stuttering, nervous as hell and didn't understand why. She wasn't usually affected like this by her patients, but this man definitely made her feel unbalanced. "Lynn...you can call me Mark," he said, "and there's no problem. Well there is a little problem, but it's not pain. I need to use the urinal. "Oh...ok, sorry," Lynn was mumbling and flustered. She sat her clipboard down on the bedside stand, donned the requisite non-latex gloves, and opened the cupboard for the urinal. She pulled back the covers, moving his hospital gown aside and felt her eyes go wide when she saw the size of his penis. It laid nestled in a bed of soft, dark curls, and the size of it even in a non-aroused condition amazed her. She had never seen anything like it! "Ummmm, I'm just going to...." she was nervous, but determined to get on with her duties as she reached for his penis, lifting it gently and placing the urinal between his slightly spread legs. "I'll just wait for you to finish out in the hall," she mumbled to him, unable to meet his eyes, her face burning. "No, stay." His voice was commanding, and she stopped in her tracks, unable to explain to herself the response she had to his instruction. "All right," she said softly. Turning back to him, unable to take her eyes from his cock, now releasing the golden fluid into the urinal. She was enthralled with his cock, almost in a hypnotized state, and she shook her head to clear her thoughts. "I'm done," he said. When she tore her gaze away from his privates to his face she could see that he had a little smile on his face. She just stood there, as if awaiting further instructions. "Take it away now Lynn." And she felt herself mechanically responding to his words, unable to explain the state her mind was in. She reached down and gently removed his penis from the urinal, blotting the thick round head with a tissue, softly, placing it back between his legs almost lovingly and removing the urinal. She headed to the adjacent bathroom and poured it in the toilet, slowly, watching it turn the water a pale shade of yellow. "Pretty." she thought to herself, then shook her head again thinking, "what the hell is wrong with me?" She was determined to regain control of this situation and briskly turned and made her way back to his bedside cupboard, replacing the washed urinal and closing the door. When she looked at him again she saw that same little half smile on his lips, and his eyes still bore into hers, very directly. She didn't understand what had just happened, how he had directed her so easily, but she was determined to maintain her professional appearance. "Mr...ummm....Mark, one of us will be in later to give you a bed bath. Sounds like they didn't get to it today. Why don't you take that nap now, and Kelli or I will be back later for the bath." She had regained a little of her equilibrium and spoke directly, and firmly to him. "I want YOU to give me the bed bath Lynn." he said simply. "Well, I'm not sure who will have time later, but one of us will be in." she countered. He looked into her again, repeating his statement, deep voice calm and soft, but very commanding. "I said, I want YOU to give me the bed bath. Do you understand me Lynn?" She felt her mind sinking again into that very strange place, almost sedation like. "Y-yes...ok......I will be back later to give you the bed bath then." And she turned and slowly walked out of the room, feeling very odd, and not understanding why. Kelli was at the nurse's station when she Lynn approached. Seeing the look on her face Kelli asked, "What did he want? Is everything okay in there?" "Yes, he's okay. He just needed to use the urinal." Lynn's face was very red, and she couldn't meet Kelli's eyes. "Oh my God! You saw his cock! How big is it? What's it look like?" Kelli was smiling now, understanding her friend's embarrassment and lack of composure. "Kel, cut it out," Lynn replied. "Come on Lynn! Don't be such a prude, telllllll me." Kelli was giggling now, prying for the information. "Well...it's....big. I'm not sure I like him though, he's very....cocky." Lynn was nervous, but unable to resist her friend's questions. Kelli burst out laughing at the non-intended pun, and turned to the dinner cart to pass trays to their patients. She thought it was good for her friend to feel a little unbalanced by a very good looking man, and was determined to see her happy and satisfied. They really did care about each other very much, and the ribbing and joking was just part of their friendship. "You take him his tray, please Kel! I don't wanna go back in there right now. He wants ME to give him his bed bath later, and I just don't want to go back in there yet. Please?" Lynn was almost begging her friend to take the dinner tray to Mark. She needed time to get herself together, her hands were still shaking from the brief encounter with him. Lynn watched her friend carry the tray down to Mark's room and enter without knocking. She didn't understand why he had come onto her so strongly, if that's what it actually was, it sure felt that way, when he could have flirted with Kelli instead. Kelli was very cute, only 5'2", but all legs and breasts, 36C with a trim little waist, long dark hair, and dancing blue eyes. Why would he be interested in shy Lynn, when he could easily give his attention to a more receptive, wild woman like Kelli? She didn't understand that sometimes a Dominant man preferred a more soft spoken, gentle woman to whom he could control and help her to discover the slut that resided in there somewhere. Lynn had never heard of the Dominance/submission lifestyle, and had no idea whatsoever what he was doing to her, but Kelli had... Lynn continued passing the few remaining trays, glancing down the hall a few times and wondering what was taking Kelli so long in there. She knew Kelli would be feeding him his dinner as both his arms were incapacitated, but it seemed to be taking an awfully long time. As she returned to the cart, closing the insulated doors, she saw Kelli come out of his room and head back toward her. She could see a big grin on her friend's face and wondered what was up. As Kelli approached Lynn look at her quizzically, "What?" she asked. "Nothing, he's just very...strong willed!" and started giggling again. Lynn giggled too, shook her head and got back to work, trying to put the man down the hall out of her mind and stay focused on her tasks. The sat together at the nurse's station for a while, doing paper work, and then went to make rounds again on their patients, checking vital statistics and turning the ones who couldn't turn in bed unassisted. When they peeked in on Mark they saw that he was dozing and decided to leave him alone to get his rest as he hadn't been sleeping well. They'd give him another hour or two they decided, and then go in and do the bed bath, give him his meds and turn him. The next few hours passed quickly as they went about their duties with the other patients, and cleaning up after the dinner hour. It was time for Mark's bed bath, and Lynn went to the linen closet and gathered the things she knew she'd need. She told Kelli she'd ring the call light when she needed help turning him on his side to wash his back as he was a big man and the cumbersome casts would require two nurses to turn him. "Ok, I'll come in when you ring the light. Have funnnnn Lynn!" Kelli teased her friend as Lynn headed down the hall to his room. Lynn was determined to maintain her professional attitude and keep things under control with this very dominant man, and she knocked again lightly and entered his room. He was still dozing, and it gave her a moment to study his features unobserved. His dark hair was graying slightly, and the goatee was incredibly sexy. She stood staring for a few minutes, liking the innocence of his face when he slept, as she knew there was no innocence there when he was awake. He was very adult, and very male, and she felt it with every cell in her body. Something in him called to her and she was trying very hard to ignore it. As she stood beside the bed gazing down at him his eyes opened suddenly, as if he knew she was watching him. He smiled, "Hi Lynn," and she was mesmerized by the lightness of those blue eyes. He just laid there quietly looking up at her, he wasn't going to make this easy for her and she knew that. "It's time for your bed bath. Is that okay?" she asked him, averting her eyes, unable to maintain the contact. "Sure, now would be fine. I am definitely ready," he responded. She pulled the over bed table to her, and arranged the items she'd need, donning the gloves again. "Take off the gloves Lynn, you won't need them," his voice again was calm, and created a sensation of peace, almost sedation, in her mind. "All right," she said softly, pulling the gloves from her hands and tossing them in the trash. She filled the basin with warm water, returning it to the table near his bed and reached for his sheet and blanket, pulling them down and off the bed. He lay there in his hospital gown, just watching her thoughtfully. "I'm going to take off the gown and cover you with a bath blanket....ok?" Lynn asked, voice a bit shakey. She leaned over him, reaching behind his neck to untie the gown, realizing that her breasts were just inches from his face. He stared directly at them, and when his eyes rose to meet hers she felt her face flush once again. She placed the bath blanket over his midsection and removed the gown. "You have nice breasts Lynn," his comment was casual but it caught her off guard. "I don't really think it's appropriate for you to be making comments about my personal appearance Mr...whatever!" she couldn't remember his last name, and she was flustered. He caused feelings in her that she didn't understand, she felt irritable and angry with his comment. She briskly moved his casted arm up onto a pillow, causing him to wince. "I see our little kitten has claws after all..." the movement had caused him pain. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you. I'll be more careful" Lynn ignored his comment and began to wash his face and neck with the soft wash cloth, using a hand towel to dry him. She ran the wash cloth down his chest, lingering over the hairs there, and his nipples. She felt as if things had changed to slow motion once again, and she almost lovingly washed his body with the warm water, slowly moving lower on his abdomen. She washed that little strip of hair running below his belly button, letting her fingers trail over it, feeling the texture and the softness of it. He laid there quietly, just watching her, saying nothing. As she moved lower on his belly, she drew the bath blanket lower and lower, revealing each square inch of his skin to her gaze. Just when the top ridge of his pubic hair came into view, she stopped, pulling the bath blanket back up a bit. She realized the water had turned tepid, and she took the basin to the sink replacing it with fresh warm water. Returning to him she began to wash his uninjured leg, all the way down to his foot, and washing the foot on the injured leg as well. Then, she pushed the blanket up, revealing the exposed part of his upper thigh on the injured leg, washing it, dragging the cloth higher up toward his femoral area. "Just take the blanket off Lynn," his voice was very quiet, very deep and very commanding. "Allright," she answered simply. She pulled the blanket totally off him, exposing his naked body to her. She dipped the wash cloth into the warm water, and reached for his cock. She washed it thoroughly, slowly, lovingly, drawing the cloth over his testicles, and washing the skin of his perineum. With her ministrations his cock grew hard, and she gripped it with her ungloved hand, her eyes never leaving it. "Kiss it Lynn," again his voice was quiet. "Ok," she answered as if hypnotized. She bent her head to his hard cock and kissed the tip of it. "Now lick it." His directions were short and to the point, and she never thought once of not obeying him. Her tongue darted out and she licked the glans of his penis, and then sliding her tongue down the length of it, and back up again. She liked how that felt on her tongue, and the throbbing sensation between her legs was undeniable. "Mmmmmm, that's nice Lynn. Now I want you to suck it." and she drew it into her mouth, sucking it, and using her tongue on the underside as she drew it in and out of her mouth, taking it deeper with every stroke. She felt the tension in him, and the iron hardness just under the soft skin of his perfect cock. "Ok, stop." he told her. "I want you to stand up, unzip your dress and let it fall to the floor, slowly." "I-I can't do that." she stammered. "Yes you can. I want to see you, do it...NOW!" and with that last word she rose from the bed, stood facing him and slowly began to unzip her dress in the front. She pulled the material off her shoulders, slid it down over her arms and let the uniform fall to the floor. She stood there in her white lace bra, white thongs, and white thigh high hose. One part of her couldn't believe what she was doing, another part of her demanded that she obey this man. She was in a daze, feeling foggy and confused, but she knew all she cared about was pleasing Him, and the incredible arousal he caused within her. "Just what I thought, very nice indeed." his blue eyes roamed over her body in pleasure. "Come here and kiss me now." She bent her lips to his, pressing them there, feeling the softness of his mouth on hers. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she gently sucked on it, loving the sensation. When she pulled away he said, "I can't wait to touch you when I get these casts off," implying that there would be more of this when he recovered. For some reason her heart soared with the thought. Private Duty "Now I want you to take off the bra and the thongs, and let me see you." She undid the clasp in the front of her bra, letting it too fall to the floor. Stepping out of her shoes, she removed the thongs, and started to roll one of the sheer hose down her leg. "No, leave the hose on, I like them." She stopped and pulled it back in place. "You are beautiful, I love the clean shaven look. I wish I could touch you, but that will happen in time. Now come over here and let me kiss your breasts." She moved to him again, bending forward and letting her nipple hang just above his mouth. He reached his head up and licked it with just the tip of his tongue, then gently drawing it into his mouth and sucking. A moan escaped her lips, and she brought her hands to his hair, pushing her breast into his mouth with urgency. "Now the other one," and she brought her other breast to his lips for the same treatment, loving every second of it. When he pulled back and away from her slightly, she bent her head to his and again kissed him, loving the taste of him in her mouth. "I want you to get up on the bed and fuck me. I want to feel the pretty little pussy on my cock," his eyes bore directly into hers. Without a second thought she gently put her knee up on the bed beside him and straddled his pelvis with hers, his hard cock probed at the lips of her pussy. "Nope, this isn't going to work," he said, "it's causing me too much pain in my leg. Turn around and face my feet." She gingerly turned around, using the overbed trapeze as a handle, supporting her body with her arms. She reached with one hand to his cock, guiding it to the entrance of her and slowly lowered her hips, feeling him sink into her. With one final thrust she impaled herself completely on his 9 inch rock hard cock, and a loud sigh burst forth from her throat. "Mmmmmmmm baby that feels so good. You have such a tight little pussy. Now fuck me baby, fuck me hard," and she started moving, sliding herself up and down on his cock with her arms raised above her head holding onto the trapeze. She was bent slightly backwards, with her hips thrust out and his cock rubbed on her g-spot with every silken thrust. She felt the tension build in her pussy and spread up to her abdomen as her orgasm approached. Her eyes were clamped tightly shut as she chased the dragon, riding his cock fast and hard. Lynn heard the shocked expression of her friend's voice, and her eyes flew open. "OH MY GOD!" Kelli was standing in the door, watching them. The orgasm that bubbled just below the surface fled, and Lynn's mouth dropped open, she ceased her movements in shock. "Don't stop Lynn, you look incredible fucking him," Kelli was obviously enthralled with the scene before her. She stepped into the room, closing the door softly behind her. "She does look incredible, doesn't she?" Mark's voice was deep and thick with lust. "You want to touch her don't you?" "Yes," was all Kelli could manage. "Then do it Kelli, feel how sexy she is." And even Kelli couldn't resist his commanding cues. Lynn still impaled on his cock, had her hands above her head, clutching the trapeze, breasts thrust out as Kelli approached the bed and tentatively reached out and softly stroked Lynn's breasts. Again Lynn closed her eyes at the touch, head tossed back and moaned with the new sensation of being filled with cock and having her breasts stroked. Kelli lowered her head to Lynn's breast and captured the pink nipple between her lips, sucking gently as Lynn's hips began to move again as if with a mind of their own. Kelli released her oral grip on Lynn's nipple, and began to kiss and lick her way down Lynn's torso, finally reaching the point where the two were joined. On each upstroke of Lynn's hips, Kelli licked Mark's cock repeatedly, over and over sliding her tongue up and down the hard shaft of his cock. Lynn instinctively lifted herself off Mark's cock and as it slid out of her Kelli sucked it into her mouth, giving it a couple deep, slow sucks and then guiding it back into Lynn's awaiting vagina. She continued her assault on his cock with her tongue, reaching up farther each time. With each stroke she came closer and closer to Lynn's clitoris, finally letting her tongue move up and across it, sending little tremoring jolts to the very core of Lynn's body. Over and over she licked the length of Mark's cock and up across Lynn's clitoris as the dragon approached once again. As the clenching orgasm overtook her Lynn let out a scream that echoed in the room As the muscles of her vagina clenched Mark's cock he began to cum and thrust deeply within her, filling her to the brim and overflowing with his cum. As their orgasms subsided Lynn's body relaxed down onto Mark's, her eyes still closed enjoying the last spasms of the incredible sensations that had flooded her mind and body. Kelli lay across the bottom of the bed, still unbelieving of the scene she had just witnessed and participated in. "Just what the fuck is going on here???" the male voice intruded into the three's recovery. They all looked up, startled at the intruder standing in the doorway. It was Dr. James, Mark's doctor. "So THIS is what you two do when the census is low!" He sounded angry, very angry. Lynn was off the bed and on her feet before she even realized she was moving. "Dr. James! We were just...just..." she stammered. "I see EXACTLY what you two sluts were doing! Taking advantage of a man incapacitated, a man left in YOUR care! Get yourselves together and meet me in the exam room STAT!" And he turned and strode out of the room. "Oh my god, we're going to lose our jobs," she said, and burst into tears. Kelli immediately began to clean things up, quickly covering Mark in a fresh sheet and blanket, and picking up the linens that were scattered around the room. "Lynn, just get cleaned up and get your clothes on. Let's go see what he's going to do. Hurry!" Kelli was obviously a bit shaken too. Dr. James was notorious for being a hot tempered man, and they both knew that their jobs and their professional status were in great jeopardy. "Lynn, come here," Mark's calm words helped to ease her anxiety a bit. She approached his bed, feeling ashamed of what had just transpired, but still...not regretting it. She had loved the feelings he had generated in her, and e was no shame in that. But to be caught during working hours by a staff physician, that was a different story! "He's not going to fire you, don't worry." "How can you be so sure?" she was scared to death and her voice was shaking. "Just trust me, everything will be all right. Get yourself together and go to the exam room like he said." Mark's calm voice and direction soothed her nerves, and she cleaned herself up, got dressed and followed Kelli out of the room, down the hall and to the exam room where Dr. James awaited them. They silently entered the room, seeing Dr. James was already there, leaning against the counter casually tapping a wooden ruler against his leg. "So, what do you two have to say for yourselves?" he asked them. Kelli answered first, "It was just something that happened. It's never happened before, and it won't happen again Dr. James." "It won't happen again huh?" he mockingly said, "and what about you Lynn? Do you make a habit of fucking all your patients?" "N-no Sir." was all Lynn could manage to get out. "Well, I should fire you both for this. But since nothing like this has ever happened before I think I will handle your punishment this time, and we'll keep it to ourselves, as long as you obey my every word. Do you both understand me????" He was commanding, and seemingly very pissed. "Now both of you, get over this exam table and lift up your dresses. I want to see those asses you were showing your patient." They both stood in shock, staring at the good Dr., mouths agape. "You heard me! NOW!" And they both turned and bent over the padded examination table, lifting their dresses and exposing their bottoms. They both wore thongs, so there wasn't much left to the imagination. They were side by side, bare asses exposed to this man, when Kelli first felt the stinging blow. WHACK! The ruler came down on the left side of her bottom, leaving a bright ride stripe and causing her to gasp, "OUCH! What the fuck???" "Quiet Kelli! This is part of your punishment and you WILL take it, or there will be other consequences!" Then it was Lynn's turn to feel the wrath of this man, another loud WHACK, and she too was left gasping with the painful sting of it. Back he went to Kelli, striking the other side of her buttocks, leaving a matching, red stripe across that one as well. Then it was Lynn's turn again, the women clasped hands and remained silent this time, determined to get the punishment over with. What other alternative did they have? They both knew they were in a quandary, and the Dr. held the reins. Lynn was surprised with the reaction her body was having in spite of the circumstances, she LIKED it, but she wasn't ready to admit it to herself, or to anyone. Back and forth he went, over and over, between the two women, leaving their bottoms marked with red stripes. Then they both heard the sound of him donning gloves, and Lynn felt a finger probing at her most private area, spreading her labia apart and sliding easily into her pussy. "Just what I thought, a cunt filled with cum. You are one hot little nurse Lynn." And he slid his finger from her, drawing it up over her clitoris, encircling it, leaving her trembling and on the verge of orgasm. He pulled away and went to Kelli, still reclined over the table as ordered. He ran his hands over her stingingly red bottom and probed at her pussy from behind, just as he had with Lynn. He slid easily into Kelli, feeling how wet she had become with the ministrations he had just given her behind. Kelli moaned when he tickled her clitoris, unable to hide her arousal from him. "Now this pussy is empty. I think you have been neglected during your little show in Mark's room, haven't you love?" His demeanor was now gentle, quieter, and the women relaxed a little, thinking this was almost over. But it wasn't, not yet... "I think you need that little pussy filled with a big hard cock, don't you Kelli?" he too had that commanding voice, low, deep, but unmistakably in control. "Yes Dr. James, I do." Lynn was surprised at the huskiness and lust she heard in her friend's voice. "Both of you stand up now. Kelli, get your clothes off and get on the exam table." Kelli didn't hesitate, she stood and slipped her dress up over her head leaving it to fall on the floor and reached behind her to unhook her bra, that too disappearing in a pile with her dress. She stepped out of the thongs and climbed up on the table, laying back and resting her head on the pillow they kept there. Lynn stood by silently, again submerged to that slow motion state her mind had been in with Mark. "Lynn, extend the stirrups and help Kelli get her feet in them." The Doctors voice was almost casual, as if this were a routine exam Lynn was to assist him with. She followed his orders, extending the stirrups up and gently settling her friends feet into them. "Now look at that beautiful little pussy, all it needs is a trim and it will be perfect. Lynn, shave her." She was tempted to flee from the room, but she knew they had no other choice but to obey this man, or their careers would be over. She went to the cupboard and gathered the things she would need. A new razor, shaving cream and washcloth and towel. She wet the wash cloth with warm water, resting it across her friend's dark haired mons, softening the curls there so she wouldn't get sore. She applied the shaving cream and gently moved the razor across the mons and down over the labia majora, leaving her friend smoothly shaven. The skin there was now baby soft, and she looked beautiful. She rinsed her and lovingly dried her, meeting Kelli's eyes with a soft smile. Kelli returned the smile, they would be okay, this wasn't so bad after all. "Well, by the looks of what was going on in that room, you owe Kelli a favor Lynn. Now lick her pussy." "Oh my God! I can't!" Lynn's heart was back up to a gallop, but the Doctor wasn't going to allow any dissention. "Of course you can! And you will! NOW!" his voice was back to that man in charge tone, and she knew there was no other alternative. "It's okay Lynn, I want you to," Kelli said softly, quietly. Lynn stepped to the bottom of the table, between Kelli's raised legs and bent her head to her friend's belly. "I can do this," she thought to herself, "it's just Kel, I can do this." And she kissed her friend's abdomen, rather enjoying the soft skin there, moving her mouth lower until she reached her mons. The freshly shaved, clean skin was incredibly soft, and she went even lower, kissing the labia and venturing a little lick there. She had never been with another woman before today, and she realized it wasn't so bad after all, especially when it was someone she already loved. She grew braver and reached up with her fingers to part Kelli's labia and gave her a full lick the length of her pussy, drawing her tongue lightly up over her clitoris. A long moan escaped Kelli's lips and she raised her hips to meet Lynn's hot, wet tongue. Lynn continued licking her clitoris, repeatedly, top to bottom with rapid little darts of her tongue. "You two are soooo sexy," the doctor mumbled, his voice this with passion. Kelli's hips were beginning to rock to the rythm of the licks she was receiving from her friend, and her orgasm was rapidly approaching. "She's getting close, now move back Lynn, I'm going to fuck her." And as Lynn moved away he settled himself between Kelli's raised legs, his cock hard and poised at the entrance of her. With one quick thrust he entered her soaking wet pussy and began to slowly slide in and out. Kelli's hips raised with every thrust to meet him, she had been so close to orgasm that it overtook her very quickly. As the doctor felt her pussy clench his cock in spasms he began to fuck her fast, now filling her vagina with his cum and slamming in deep with one final piercing thrust. It was silent in the room except for the sound of their heavy breathing, but then Lynn looked at the clock and realized it was 10:30 pm. "Oh fuck! It's almost time for the third shift to get here! Come on Kel, we have to get this place cleaned up!" The doctor pulled away from Kelli, giving her his hand and helping her rise to a sitting position. "You were incredible Kelli, and you too Lynn. I think the four of us are going to have some very good times in the future," he told them. "What do you mean, the four of us?" Kelli asked him. "Mark and I have been very good friends for many years, and I think the four of us definitely need to spend more time together." he smiled at her as he revealed his secret. He had known Mark for a long time, and he had never intended to turn the two nurses in for their little indiscretion. "Well, you shit!" Kelli giggled as she threw her thongs at him. They were all laughing now as they hurriedly cleaned up the room. Lynn exited and went down to check on Mark and see that he was resting comfortably. Kelli and Lynn met at the nurse's station just as the third shift nurse was coming on duty, giving each other a little grin that they had managed to get things all cleaned up and appear as if nothing at all had happened. The doctor had left, Mark was asleep and the other patients were just fine. They went to the table to join the third shift nurse, and as they both pulled back chairs and sat down they let out little gasps at the same time, remembering the stinging spankings they had received with the wooden ruler. "Something wrong?" the older nurse coming on duty asked them. "Oh no," Kelli replied, "nothing is wrong, just been a veryyyyy long and productive shift," and both women burst out laughing as the other nurse looked quizzically at the two. Private Duty Ch. 2:... Chapter 2: The Home Visit I last saw Tyronne, an athletically built young black man, when he was stuck in a hospital bed with both arms strung-up in traction and casts from his shoulders to his fingers. As a nursing assistant I was called in to do private duty, since he was pretty much helpless at that time. Tyronne needed total care with eating, bathing and toileting at that time and said he hated to have others take care of his intimate needs. He said he found it so humiliating using a bedpan and having someone else in his shit and wiping his ass. I assured him that it's what we do and we're used to it, and he seemed less embarrassed with me giving him a bath and wiping his ass than with the female aids that worked in the hospital. In fact, Tyronne confessed to me that he was unable to get sexual relief for over a week with his arms in traction, and I offered to assist him. In other words (and don't spread this around) I jerked him off. I thoroughly enjoyed playing with his seven-inch ebony boner, and would like to have gotten more personal than just a very clinical hand stroking. Tyronne enjoyed the sexual release, but went through the entire "procedure" with his eyes closed, probably pushing out of mind that it was a man getting him off. Tyronne got out of traction, got smaller casts on both arms and was allowed to go home. The insurance company still provided Home Health coverage, so he had an Aide come in daily to assist him with bathing. He also had a girlfriend who moved up to this college town to stay with him while he was recuperating. She could take care of the little tasks of helping him eat, wiping his ass and I suppose releasing his sexual tensions. On this day Tyronne was on my schedule and he seemed very glad to see me. He said that most of the Aides are women and he still feels uncomfortable having them undress him and help him in the tub. He always tells them that his girlfriend will clean his private parts, so they don't have to mess with that. Still, he said he catches them peeking at his dick. I told him that he can't blame them, it is an eye-catcher. Perhaps remembering my little extra service when he was in the hospital, he mentioned how nice it was having his girlfriend stay with him. He told me he wasn't gay, but he had no problem with me stroking his dick. In fact, he keeps wondering about it, and how much he enjoyed it and has been having doubts about his being straight. He and his girlfriend have sex nearly every night and she's really great, but he can't get rid of the feeling that having sex with guys would also be nice. I told him that a lot of people are bi and maybe he's just discovered that about himself. His girlfriend, Jessica, arrived with the groceries and I helped her bring them in and put them away. She had long straight blond hair and very white skin, quite a contrast to Tyronne's dark brown. Tyronne mentioned to Jessica that I had worked with him in the hospital, and she gave me a knowing look that made me think Tyronne had told her about the extra service. After talking a while, I asked Tyronne if he was ready for his bath. He said yes, and I started running the water in the tub. Jessica said that she usually helps the other Aides, especially since Tyronne is shy about having them wash between his legs. I told her she was welcome to assist if that's what Tyronne wants. I checked the water and helped lower Tyronne into the tub. He leaned back, both casts raised and I proceeded to wash his face. Jessica was sitting on the toilet lid and the three of us were talking as I slid the soapy washcloth from his raised armpits and over his smooth chest and flat abdomen. He leaned forward and I wiped down his back, then again leaning back and I began washing his legs and feet. I helped him to his feet and slid the rag over his tight rounded butt and between the cleft, releasing a slight ammonia odor as the soap reacted with the oily sweat and soil of his anus. While I had my hand in the vicinity I automatically started washing his balls, then asked if he'd rather have Jessica do it. Jessica was sitting and watching, and Tyronne told me to go ahead and finish. I lathered up his pubic hair and the outside of his dick, but could feel even then the increasing turgor in it. By the time I slid back the foreskin I knew that he was getting hard. We've been here before, and I'm sure his girlfriend has also, so I continued washing and rinsing his beautifully erect penis and helped him out of the tub. The erection persisted throughout my drying him, and at one point while drying his legs, it was tantalizingly close to my face, but I just reached into his crotch with the towel and dried it noticing that under the foreskin some of the drops were not water, but a viscous fluid that stringed across the towel. I asked if he would like some lotion and he said yes. Jessica offered to help. Tyronne got into bed, face down and I spread lotion on his back while Jessica started on his feet and legs. When he rolled over, his erection was still sticking straight up and both Jessica and I gave a distracted look at it. She continued spreading lotion up his legs, while I spread it on his chest and abdomen. Then, as if to relieve the obvious tension of having his straining erection so close at hand, she grasped it and slid the skin back. I started to excuse myself and leave, but Tyronne asked me to stay. I continued spreading the lotion on his chest but my strokes slowed at his stiffened nipples, enjoying the feel of them slide under my palms. While caressing his abdomen, I eased one hand to his scrotum and fondled his testicles while Jessica stroked his dick. She looked at me and seemed ready for what was about to happen. She let go of his dick and removed her shirt and bra. Since I was invited, I followed suit and in an instant the three of us were on the bed naked. I had gotten some condoms from my bag, put a non-lubed on Tyronne's dick and engulfed it in my mouth almost to the point of gagging. As I worked my tongue on the underside of his penis, I felt Jessica sliding a condom on my own hard rod. She started sucking on me, but then stopped and told Tyronne that here was his chance to try it. Apparently they had talked about Tyronne's sexual feelings for men. I shifted around in the bed and Tyronne took me into his mouth while Jessica watched. We both sucked each others' dick for a while, trying not to get off just yet. I asked Jessica if she would like to try taking two guys in her at once. She said her butt hole was a virgin, but she wanted to see if we'd both fit in her vagina. Tyronne was still on his back, so she straddled him and eased down on his long black cock. They shifted to their side and I slid in facing Jessica and pressed my dick against Tyronne's as he was on an out-stroke. Pressing down with my hand we both pushed and were inside Jessica who gave a slight pleasurable moan. Tyronne and I gently pushed in and out together, the underside of our cocks rubbing against each others in the tight confines of Jessica's vagina. The intensity of sensation on the frenum of our dicks was almost painful as our tempo of thrusting into Jessica increased to its own spasmodic rhythm. We could feel ourselves coming and I embraced both Jessica and Tyronne, squeezing tightly as my orgasm exploded. They too, were clutching at me and each other. The three of us, our naked, sweaty skin pressed together so tightly as we tried to become one in that one orgasmic moment. Then, tension released, we loosened our grips in breathless exhaustion. I could feel my soft shrinking penis sliding with Tyronne's, retreating from Jessica's vagina as I reached down and retrieved the used condom. Jessica took her legs from around me and turned toward Tyronne. I laid at her back, my arm crossing her chest and gently stroking one of Tyronne's stiffened nipples while he appeared to be nearly asleep. I was thinking that Tyronne probably needed another bath, as well as me and Jessica, and wondered if all three of us could fit in the tub at once when I drifted off to sleep. Private Duty Nurse Years ago Denver had retired from a career enlistment in the military and at the age of 50 decided to settle into a quiet rural area where he had been raised as a child. A few years had passed and although he dated he was still lonely at nights. His days in the military had always had a strict itinerary and structure, and he had never formed a serious bond with any one woman because he knew that any day he could be called to a different base or front to serve. Although those days were long gone now he wished he had payed more attention and sowed a few oats that had found root and given him an offspring. But that was neither here nor there now, here he was at 52 and still in good shape, still working out and running but starting to show a little graying finally through his black hair. He was also starting to develop a small bit of stomach over his once six pack abs. This is when the story took a turn for the worse, on July 11, Denver was out running and made one misstep and stepped into a hole in the woods. He twisted his knee and felt an agonizing pain. It was all he could do to sweat, and claw and crawl his way back to his little rustic cabin to call for help. His head spun from the pain and the next thing he knew he was waking up in the hospital hours later having been rushed in, and had immediate surgery on his knee. He had torn a blood vessel as well as his ACL and he would be recuperating either in the hospital or at home if he could afford a private nurse the doctors told him. He knew that his retirement and healthcare would pay for a private nurse and he desperately wanted the privacy of his own home. So with the arrangements made on July 13th he was picked up in a car by a cute little twenty-something nurse and escorted home. He could put no weight on his knee and simply struggled to limp in even with the girl's help. They had made small talk in the car and he had found out she had graduated nursing school one and a half years ago and was indeed just now 22. Her long black hair and full lips mesmerized him as they had talked. He had watched the sun give her raven locks a shine and with each word she spoke his cock had twitched at her lip movement. Denver realized as they drove away from the hospital that he didn't even know this beauty's name. He would soon rectify that but he had other thoughts wondering through his mind as well. Such as was this nurse going to help him with his day to day activities for instance bathing, going to and from the bathroom, so on and so forth. He decided the best approach here was the to be straight forward and ask. "First of all my new private nurse dear, what is your name." "Oh," she giggled, "silly me where are my manners, I am Constance, but everyone calls me Connie." Denver smiled he rather liked the way Constance rolled of the girl's tongue and thought he would much prefer to call her that as opposed to her shortened version. "Well, Constance, I think I will call you by your given name for a while at least it sounds more...um just prettier I guess." Constance looked over at Denver as they pulled up to a stoplight, she wondered if the old man had been about to say sexier but figured she would find out if he was interested in her later today. She had a little surprise for him tomorrow if he was and she liked what she saw from him today. Constance had just ended long term relationship about two months ago and then flung herself into her work, not allowing herself any downtime for bar hopping or any sexual enjoyment. Maybe it was time to change that she thought. "Denver, you can call me anything you want," she teased, batting her lashes at him as she spoke playfully, "you are after all the boss for the next few months." Denver let this all sink in, was she openly flirting and leaving open ended responses as a form of foreplay, he hadn't been with a girl this young in that way since he had been about thirty, so more than likely right around the time she was born was the last time he had received interest from a pretty, young girl of consenting age. "Well, Constance it is then, alright, I also have a few questions of formality that I would like to address before we get back to my home. By the way you will need me to help direct you anyway unless you know your way around the back country here. Also just a passing thought but unless you have stocked up on groceries we may need to stop before we leave town." Constance was ahead of him as she was turning into the local supermarket even as he said this. She had anticipated that Denver had lived a bachelor's life out in the country and figured in case of bad weather or impending devious thoughts roaming her mind she would like to stock up and not have to leave the cabin for a week or so if it could be helped. Equipped with a wheelchair she managed to help Denver do quick shopping that took nearly an hour as he steered the chair around the store pointing out things he would like to have. As they left the store and loaded up the station wagon the nursing service provided her for transportation like this one she realized there were a few other items she really wanted to go back in and get without his presence. "You stay here in the car Denver, and I'll be right back, I realized a moment ago there were a few items I forgot to get." Denver watched as the nursed ran back into the store from his seat in the car. He was mesmerized once again by the sway of her hips and the way her breasts pressed against the thin t-shirt she was wearing. Another hour later and they pulled into the cabin's driveway and started to settle him before unpacking the groceries and her belongings. Denver had found out along the way home that she would indeed be giving him sponge baths and helping him use the bathroom at least for the first few weeks. He couldn't get the bandages wet and she knew he couldn't bend his leg with the stabilizer on so he would need assistance propping his leg up before he could be left alone to use the bathroom. She assured him these were routine tasks she was used to after working in a nursing home for the better part of a year and that he needn't be ashamed. Later that evening after eating a delicious meal she had prepared Constance came into his bedroom with a rolling cart and two large tubs of water. "Alright Denver, time to wash you up and get you into bed for the night." Denver couldn't help but notice the girls beautiful smile as she relayed the steps that she was about to take in undressing him and bathing him. He was a bit distressed over the fact that he hadn't maintained that hard body he had still had a few years ago but still pulled off his shirt to reveal a moderately well toned chest and only slightly pudgy stomach. "Well, sir, from where I stand you're still as handsome now as you were in all those pictures in the foyer." "Thank you Constance, but I have let myself go slightly the last year or so, no one to impress and I don't go out on the prowl much anymore so there isn't a need to stay as perfect as I always thought I had to be." Constance smiled and gave a small sigh as she untied the string to the sweat pants he had on. "Now don't be nervous, all men have penis' silly and yours is just one more to add to the list I have seen on duty." Denver hadn't felt this awkward around a woman in years but something about Constance and her way of speaking made him a little at ease and he also felt he would be struggling to not gain an erection as she washed him. Sure enough a few minutes into the bath as her hand grazed his cock as she washed his thighs, his cock started to lengthen immediately on his thigh. It grew in girth and size even as he willed it to stay down, and in a matter of only a minute or two he was rock hard and his cock pointed up towards him. "My, my, I have seen quite a few cocks in my day Denver but that is one proud specimen hanging between your legs. You have nothing to be shy about, I'm sure that big boy has pleased many a woman in its day." She had said all this with a coy smile and he noticed that her nipples were pressing against the thin fabric of her shirt unfettered by a bra now. My god, he thought, what is this girl doing to me, she is going to drive me insane if this keeps up the whole few months she is here without release. "I thank you madam, but a gentleman never kisses and tells," he quipped. "That's very good to know Denver, but some naughty girls do kiss and tell if they really like it," and with that she gave him a wink and patted his cock as she washed the rest of his body. "So Denver, can I use that computer I saw in your den, and if I may ask does it have internet service?" "Be my guest Constance, all you have to do is click on the explorer icon and you'll be online, I managed to get the cable company to lay lines all the way out here by sweet talking the head of the company that happened to be the son of a officer I served with several times during my enlistment." "Oh well that is great Denver, good to know you have good connections out here," she said, knowing she was using all kinds of double entendres to work up the older man she found more attractive by the minute. "Don't hold anything against me you may find on there though Constance, I am a bit of an old pervert and a few of the bookmarks are sex sites," he said sheepishly. "Honey, I wouldn't expect anything less from a single man no matter what his age." Finally the sponge bath was finished and his erection had somehow managed to subside, she helped him urinate into a bedpan so he wouldn't have to get up again and then dressed him in light boxers and tucked him in. "Denver if you need anything at all the two way radio on your night stand will reach anywhere in the house so just push the buzz button and then give me a minute to respond." "Thank you Constance, dinner was magnificent and I appreciate the care you have given me thus far. I hate taking the pills you are going to give me though because I will be knocked out moments later. But such is life, while I would love to stay awake and talk to you, I suppose I do need sleep." "Don't worry Denver, we have months to amuse each other and talk and soon enough you may just be sick and tired of having a nurse at your beck and call," she teased once more. "Ha, like that would ever happen, a beautiful young nurse at my whim and I'm going to grow tired of her? I seriously doubt that, silly girl." Later after the lights had been turned out and he had taken his pill she had kissed his cheek and walked out of the room closing the door behind her. Denver thought about calling her back into his room but even as that thought went through his mind he drifted off to sleep. Nearly three A.M. on the morning of July 14th, Denver awoke with a raging erection and couldn't go back to sleep. He could hear the girl in the den typing away on his keyboard and wondered why she was still up and just what sites she had perused on his computer. He slowly pushed the call button on the walkie talkie. He held his breath and listened as he heard the chair push away from the desk in the den. Each step she took towards the bedroom made his cock just a bit more erect. He felt larger than ever before and wondered if she may have the same hungers at this time of the night that he did. Slowly the door pushed open and through the light cast from the hallway, he could just make out her silhouette. She appeared to be nude standing there with one hand on the door frame and her hair cascading around her shoulders in the dim light. Her thighs were slightly parted and even from here Denver could smell her arousal. It was a smell he never grew tired of and since it was rare a woman had been in his house lately, it was a foreign unmistakable one. Constance entered the room and leaned over to Denver as he started to lightly shake, his body was tense and he knew he felt stupid for feeling like a teenager again, unsure what to do while this naked beauty stood next to him so he feigned ignorance. "I just remembered that I need to send an email, I woke up and could think about nothing else Constance." "Oh," she sighed, "well, I suppose I should help you up and get you to the computer Denver." Denver had heard the smallest disappointment in her voice and wondered just what she had expected here at this moment. He wasn't about to rush things with her but yet he couldn't force his erection to go down, surely she would see it. Indeed Constance did see his engorged penis but she didn't say a word, rather she helped him into the wheelchair and went to throw on a uniform from her guest room. She had an idea and was about to put it to good use. Denver wheeled himself out of the room and to the computer, there he signed into his email and sent a quick message before logging into a website that contained erotic stories. He had written and posted a few stories here and loved the feedback he received, Denver had amassed a few loyal fans during his months of writing and hoped that his latest story was doing well. As he perused the sites feedback log for him, Denver noticed a few new feedbacks and clicked on them. The first few were anonymous and just said how much the reader had enjoyed his work. But the last of the batch of responses had an address, the name was nytengale_of_desire, at a website he wasn't familiar with. He read the name and for some reason it stuck out that he should know this name but couldn't put two and two together in his drug induced cobwebbed mind. Suddenly he felt hands run down his chest and lips press against his ear. "So Denver, I finally get to meet the RogueWriter." "Oh, my, have you read all the stories" he inquired. "I have sent you anonymous feedback numerous times Denver, sir," she replied. With that she lowered her mouth and kissed his neck, her fingers teasing his nipples slowly which he found amazingly erotic. He tongue pressed into the flesh of his neck as her teeth nibbled along it. "I have wondered who was the person behind those stories that always have me wet late at night." Denver was speechless and as he sat there with his cock rising again he knew that if she had read his stories and taken things to heart then he may just be a lucky man tonight. He turned and caught her lips and kissed her as she leaned over him and then reached up over his head to touch her heart shaped ass. "Oh Denver," she cooed, "I know the last story you wrote pertained to today, National Nude Day, and some of your fantasies in it. I'm about to make them all come true. For today I am your nude, private," she paused as she said private to run her fingers down his stomach and to open the fly on his boxers and give his cock a tug, "nurse of desire." Denver wanted to back his chair away from the computer stand but Constance wouldn't let him, she stroked his swollen member up and down as she kissed his earlobes and neck and lavished him with wild licks of her tongue. Suddenly she stopped everything and pulled his wheelchair back, in that moment their eyes met and she slowly unbuttoned her white uniform as she swayed her hips to imaginary music. She bent at the hip and in one quick motion put her ass in Denver's face and lifted the bottom portion of her skirt. Nothing on beneath her uniform, so this provided Denver with an unobstructed view of her pink pussy lips and well toned ass. Spinning around she ran her fingers through his slightly greying hair, "You see Denver, I have a thing for older, more mature men, they know not to rush things and how to please a woman." With that she continued dancing and swaying, and unbuttoning her uniform, once it was completely unbuttoned she spun around and pulled the top down over her shoulders and down her arms as she pushed her arms together and propped her large breasts up beneath them. Denver leaned forward and wrapped a hand around her back and tugged down on her uniform dress exposing her naked cleavage. As soon as a nipple was exposed he nearly tipped his chair trying to latch his lips around the swollen bud of flesh. His fingers worked up and down her spine and kneaded her sacrum hard, he had always found this a sexy part of a woman's body that was overlooked. Denver slid his fingers down lightly tracing her bottom as she pressed her breasts against his mouth. "Daddy, I want you," she whispered playing into one of his biggest fantasies. Denver could follow her lead easily and responded accordingly, "Oh Constance, Daddy wants you too baby." Constance pulled away from him and dropped her head to his lap as she held his rigid shaft in her hand. Her lips slid over his cock and dropped down the shaft inch by inch slowly and teasingly. She ran her tongue over every vein and ridge on his cock as she worked her way down Denver's throbbing prick. She was determined to start this relationship however it would turn out on the right note. Her little hands cupped his balls through the hole in his boxers and she rolled them around as she slurped and slid her mouth up and down his cock. "Constance, oh Constance," Denver murmured as he felt his balls tighten and his cock threatening to shoot its load in her mouth. Constance knew how it felt before a man came in her mouth and while she normally pulled away tonight she wouldn't be, tonight she wanted a mouthful of this man's warm cum. She bobbed her head faster and using some of the saliva that had dribbled down his cock and wetted her fingers as they played with his pendulous balls she worked her finger back towards his asshole and swiftly pushed it passed the puckered ring sending him into convulsions of pleasure. Constance immediately started swallowing when she did that as she knew he would erupt right then from the sheer pleasure of what was happening. Indeed he did fill her mouth time and time again. Constance felt her mouth overflow as she struggled to swallow each shot of cum and felt the cum dribbled down over her breasts. "Constance, babydoll, pull away from Daddy's cock for a minute the feeling is to intense for you to keep sucking baby." Constance reluctantly pulled away but as she did she gave him a wicked grin and rubbed the dribbles of cum into her breasts and across her nipples. She then grabbed his chair and led him out the front door and onto the screened in porch. As he recovered she slid over his lap naked and started kissing him deeply. Breaking the kiss, she smiled again, "Good, daddy isn't afraid to taste himself from my lips." "Not at all little girl, I find that if you are willing to suck my cock and swallow what I shoot into your mouth then I shouldn't mind kissing you." Constance straddled his lap and realized this would never do in the chair that way. So she turned around and lowered her ass back towards his rekindling erection. Moments passed without words, the crickets rubbed their little legs together providing music for their rhythmic motions. Constance felt his erection pressing into her backside as she gave him an impromptu lapdance. "Baby, daddy needs to be inside your tight pussy, I need to make you feel as good as you just made me feel." Normally hearing something like that from a guy turned Constance off immediately but at this moment it sent tingles up her spine and made her nearly cum from the way he growled the words in her ear. As Constance backed her ass towards Denver he grabbed his hard cock and aimed it directly at her pussy. In that moment the nurse reached between her legs, looked back over her shoulder and spread her pouting, swollen pussy lips for her new lover. She felt the head push inside past her fingers and she felt that shiver that came from within race through her again, she waited just a moment and then dropped all the way down on his shaft impaling herself on his throbbing shaft.