****** Miracle Cure by teybl@hotmail.com ******
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Miracle Cure


Mindy looked into the pot boiling before her. She felt awful. Her boyfriend
Mike was sick as could be, and he had caught it from her. For the last four
days, she had had the flu and cold from hell. He had worked every day, then
rushed to her apartment to take care of her. Now she was fine, and he was sick
as a dog. Shrugging, she slowly stirred the chicken broth cooking before her. A
critical blue eye was cast to the cook book. Before today, cooking had been his
thing, she could live of the gym and microwave food.

"Mindy?" The voice was weak, coming from around the corner, just as his
coughing fit ended.

"Yes honey?" Setting down the spoon, she turned to walk over.

"Call 911." He appeared in the door, hand covering his mouth, standing up
straight apparently causing him pain.

She rushed to his side, holding him tight. "What's wrong?"

He looked away, spitting into the sink. The saliva and goo came away red.

The heavy door fell shut, and she was alone in the hallway. No idea. That was
all they could say. Yeah, he has a the flu all right. Cold, sure. Fever way out
there. Severe virus, we think. Spitting up blood, huh? No idea. It made her
want to scream. Her eyes cast through the small window into the room where he
was now asleep.

Suddenly it hit her, like physical force. There he was, probably sick with
something she had given him. For almost a week, he had been the sweetest guy
she had ever meet. The three months before when they where only dating he was
the perfect gentleman, the dream man she had always wanted. And there he lay,
spitting up blood, coughing his lungs out. And she had never even given him
any! The realization stunned her. This was the longest she had ever been with a
guy, without him either putting it blunt in "sleep with me, or I'm fucking
gone," or putting his hands all over her 5'5", 110 lbs frame. He was different.
They kissed, and he had a special way of wrapping his arms around her while
they danced. She loved the way he danced.

The door opened from her hand, and locked behind her. Clothes feel to the
floor, as she slid under the sheets.

"Huh?" His voice was weak, and his skin sweaty, as hers pressed against him.
Arms wrapped around a massive male frame, her nose inhaling his scent.

"Shhhhh...everything is going to be OK!"

Between her naked thighs, she felt him grow, as her full 36C breasts dragged
across his chest. Squeezing him between her legs, she slowly worked them up and
down, jacking him off with her thighs. A low moan filled the room, as her lips
meet his.

"Don't do this... you don't want none of this baby." His voice was weak, and
the resistance futile any way.

Leaving a trail down his chest with her tongue, she found his hard shaft,
licking it like ice cream, and placing her lips across it. Slowly, slowly,
slowly it disappeared into her mouth. Working it up and down slowly, her left
hand took a firm hold of his balls, massaging them carefully, rolling them
round and round between manicured nails. His breathing became more rapid, as
his hands grasped the metal bars overhead. It did not take long, she was
surprised to note. The semen seemed to shot up through his cock, and into her
mouth. Opening her throat, she began to swallow. The load was to large, and
some spilled out, running down her chin, as she continued to stroke him with
her hand. Finally the flow stopped, and she slid up next to him, kissing and
caressing her man.

"That... that... that was awesome baby."

Their lips meet, tongues dancing back and forth. She lured him into her mouth,
biting down, and sucking on his tongue. Arms wrapped around her, and they
cradled close, hot bodies pressing into each other. His hands found her
breasts, massaging them, feeling them for the first time. Thumbs found her
nipples, flipping, rolling, squeezing, and caressing. It was her turn to moan,
as he rolled on top of her, gently inhaling her nipples. He took his time,
breathing hard, suppressing his coughing, as he licked her cleavage, taking her
tits in his mouth, and nibbling on her nipples. One hand slipped between her
legs, and began to tease her pussy. She was wet as can be, and quickly he
located her engorged clit. Fickle fingers went to work, working it like a
piano.

Soft music rose from her lips, moans and sighs filling the room, as they
kissed, he sucked her nipples, and his fingers teased her higher and higher. It
did not take long for her either, as the orgasm rose from deep within her,
filling her body, spreading out fast, and finally reaching up her spine and
into her head, exploding firecrackers behind her eyes, releasing a explosion of
air from her lungs.

"Uhmmmm... take me now, or lose me forever!" Her arms wrapped him up tight, and
without waiting he filled her. Pushing back with her elbows, she rolled over,
taking position on top of him. Slowly her hips rose, then fell again. Her hands
where on his chest, as his rose up to hers. The pace increased, moving faster,
faster, faster, until she was riding him like a crazed bronco.

His hard cock pushed up into her, his hips bucking under her, driving her
crazy. His large balls seemed to jump up and smack her, and in her lust crazed
state she began to talk to him, telling him to fuck her dirty little cunt, to
make her his slave, fuck her HARD!

Mike did not need to hear it twice, reaching up and grabbing her hips. Slamming
her down as he pushed up, his cock dragged across her labia and clit. She
screamed his name, as orgasm after orgasm wracked her body. It was to much, and
he came again, holding her in place, and pumping his seed into her. They both
collapsed on the bed, breathing hard, bodies tussled up into one another.

"If you get sick...it's not my fault." He was breathing hard, and she could
tell he was exhausted.

"Shhh...sleep now."

"I don't know what happened, but he is fine. You can take him home tomorrow. We
just want to observe him tonight." The doctor looked over the charts again,
shrugging his shoulders. He really did not understand it, but whatever. Casting
another look at the blond standing next to him in her short sundress, he was
pretty certain what one ingredient to this quick recovery was. But hey...
whatever worked.

"Thank you, sir. Can I see him now?" Mindy had a eager tone in her voice. Why
not? Today, she had some special goodies in her bag. And Angela was supposed to
stop by later...


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