My first ever piece of erotic fiction! I thought I'd better save it for posterity on here... I'm kind of proud of it! :)
THE DREAM NURSE
PART ONE – FROM ROAD TO WARD
It seemed like another ordinary day, as these things always do. The day ahead was simply stretching into the distance without anything to look forward to. The weather did little to relieve the drabness of the impending hours, with its grey leaden skies and miserable drizzle. It would have taken something special to make me smile as I stepped outside and made my usual way off to work. Little did I know that this would be a day that, whenever I cast my mind back to it, would never cease to bring a smile to my face!
The normal drudgery of everyday life took a severe tumble as I rounded the corner at the end of my road. And it wasn’t the only thing that took a tumble. Well how was I to know the builders refurbishing the pub on the corner had decided to erect a grim steel network of scaffolding just around the corner? And what sort of maniacal builder puts a horizontal bar at exactly my head height? Granted I am a little taller than most of the citizens frequenting this corner of the world. But that’s irrelevant now. With a resounding “clong” my forehead met iron. I went out like a light and, so I’m told, hit the ground with a mighty thud.
When I drifted back into consciousness I found myself in surroundings barely any less drab from those I was last conscious in. As my vision cleared I discerned that I was now in a dreary hospital ward. To my lift the constant rain spattered off the window which emitted precious little light. As I let my eyes take in my current location, it seemed there was not a soul around. Not another patient in sight, the other beds all vacant. No doctors, no nurses, nobody at all. By this stage I was stable-minded enough to be worrying about my own condition. To my relief I wasn’t plugged into any machinery, there was none of those pulse monitors going ping or whatever is that they do. I was simply lying in a hospital bed, stripped down to my singlet and boxers. As memories of what happened filtered back into my clearing mind, my fingers strayed to my forehead. I winched as I felt the tender flesh. I imagined there was quite a bruise there. I rolled my eyes and wondered if there was any difference between the monotony of a tedious work day and the monotony of being stuck in a hospital ward.
I’m not sure how long I laid there, my mind wandering around inside my skull. But eventually a noise broke the silence. I audibly sighed – for a moment there I was wondering if I was the only person left alive in London! The measured tapping of what sounded unmistakably like high-heeled shoes on the floor of the corridor outside was now clear as a bell. And then, in a moment that I shall remember with crystal clarity for the rest of my years, the formerly unseen person entered the room.
PART TWO – THE CURVY NURSE COMETH
There was little doubt that the figure who now stood framed in the ward doorway was a nurse. She wore a simple white nurse’s uniform. But that is where the similarity between the expected and the reality ended. The woman defied all conventional understandings of ‘voluptuous’ – she was curvier than any woman I’d have the fortune to gaze upon – ever! The word ‘curvy’ wouldn’t leave my fuzzy head. She was magnificently shapely. My eyeballs were scarcely under my control as they started at her feet and moved unstoppably upwards, drinking in every glorious detail. On her feet she worse silver high-heeled shoes, hardly practical for the arduous legwork of nursing, but undeniably sexy. From there legs extended upwards and curved outwards in the most beautiful display of female curves. My gaze lingered slightly on some remarkable tattoos that did nothing to distract from those beautiful legs… what looked like a koala just above her left ankle, and an intriguing flower shape picked out with blue on her spectacular thigh that peeked seductively out from under the hem of her ridiculously short skirt. Oh, those thighs were the stuff that dreams were made of. I couldn’t help but wonder how magnificent her booty must be, and desperately hoped I’d catch a glimpse of her rear before she left the room. Her torso was no less a treat for my already-spoilt eyed. A deliciously soft belly was discernable under the fabric, and two utterly perfect bosoms nestled above it, the soft breast-flesh pushed up and virtually overflowing from the low-cut uniform.
I suddenly came to my senses and realised I was staring with my mouth open at this gorgeous lady’s body. I closed my mouth and forced myself to look at her face. My heart fluttered once again as my eyes met hers. As if that stupendously curvaceous body wasn’t asset enough, this woman had been blessed with the most divine face I could ever imagine. Framed by exquisite coifs of lustrous red hair, it was the face of an angel. Two exquisite sapphire-blue eyes gleamed, displaying equal quantities of innocence and naughtiness. Rub-red lips, set into the faintest etchings of a grin were beautifully counterbalanced between the soft elegantly-rouged cheeks and a cute little nose. A piercing glistened in her right eyebrow, something which I was sure nurses were not permitted, but adored all the same. Her whole expression was something of amused interest. Her smile, her eyes and her body language all seemed to cry out “like what you see?”
“Mr Twist?” she asked. Her accent was American, and pure honey on the ears.
“Yes. Well, just Twist, not mister”, I managed to get out through some feat of self-awareness.
“I’m the nurse for this ward. How are you feeling?”
Well, what response could I give to that? On this seemingly run-of-the-mill day, I’d ended up in an infinitely depressing hospital ward. And now a vision from my wildest dreams had walked in and lit me up like a Christmas tree!
”OK”, was the weak response I mustered.
“You’ve suffered a concussion, Mr Twist. Sorry, just Twist. I’m just going to perform a few standard checks now that you’re awake”, she stated.
Her manner was businesslike, but there was an indefinable sense of playfulness underlying her voice. It intrigued me. Was this wonderful woman genuine or not? Was this some kind of joke?
She sashayed around the foot the bed, her whole body moving with a wonderful rhythmic motion. The subtle click-click of her heels on the linoleum floor was entrancing. She cast a glance over the clipboard attached to the bed-foot, and then moved over to the left-hand side of me. I literally couldn’t take my eyes off her. At the back of my mind I was frantically wondering what she must think of me, gawping at her like a lunatic. But if it bothered her, she showed no sign of it. Professional attitude, I supposed. She pulled out a miniature flashlight and checked my pupils. The light was dazzling, but I was already dazzled! She checked my pulse, and for those seconds while her soft velvet-smooth fingers were touching me I felt a thrill run down my spine. She jotted a few notes down on the clipboard, and then placed it on the otherwise empty bedside table.
“Well, Twist, it looks like you’re going to be fine. We’ll have you home by this afternoon”, she said. “You were very lucky.”
As she turned away to leave, I felt luckier than I’d ever felt to be able to gaze upon that magnificent rear of hers. Without a doubt it was the biggest, roundest and most spectacular bubble-butt I’d ever seen. The fabric of her uniform was stretched tight over it, and the shape of each exquisite cheek was clearly visible. I realised I was now harbouring an erection as hard as a rolling pin.
PART THREE – NIL BY MOUTH
Just as the nurse of my dreams was about to leave, she turned back, looking at something above my head.
“Hmmmm. That can’t be right”, she murmured.
I craned around to look at what had caught her attention. A sign above me said simply ‘nil my mouth’.
“Oh, you poor man,” she virtually purred, “that’s totally unnecessary, I don’t know why that was put up there. You must be so hungry!”
I shrugged. It hadn’t really occurred to me.
“Let me see if I can find something for you to get your mouth around”, she responded. There was no mistaking it now; a perfectly formed smile was now playing across those luscious lips. But rather than leaving to rustle up something from the hospital kitchens, she slowly came back towards the bed, never taking her eyes off me. And without pausing, she leaned over the bed, and with one exquisite hand teasing my hair and the other on chest, planted a deeply passionate kiss upon me. It’s a good thing I wasn’t wired up to any heart monitor, because I would have blown a fuse on it! Her soft lips parted and I felt her slippery wet tongue run across my lower lip before delving deeper. I had no idea why this amazing lady has favouring me with such passion, but I wasn’t about to turn her down. I returned the kiss with delight, letting my tongue in turn delve within her extraordinary mouth. She gave a slight moan of satisfaction, and that most erotic of sounds raised hairs on the back of my neck. I moaned in turn, lost in the moment.
With a delicious parting pucker, my dream nurse pulled back, a devilish smile on her lips.
“Mmmm, you’re one hungry boy! I wonder what else your curvy nurse has for you?” she said, her eyes smouldering. Evidently I was about to find out. In a graceful movement that belied her apparent plumpness, she effortlessly climbed onto the bed. Before I could doubt my senses, this magnificent lady was astride me, a delectable thick thigh each side of my torso. She gazed down at me, her patient, with that now-familiar smouldering sexiness in her sapphire eyes. There was no way I could have resisted it, the urge to have my hands on her gorgeous body was too strong for any mortal to resist. My hands were on her thighs in a heartbeat. Oh, they felt amazing, so soft and silky-smooth. And warm, deliciously warm. In this sparse environment, she was more real than anything.
To my joy, this fantastic creature was undressing herself. The white nurse’s uniform was off and hurled across the ward. Now she sat astride me in her lingerie- a skimpy red bra that barely held her pert bosoms in, and the thinnest of thin red thongs. She must have seen the look of delight on my face, because she smiled and winked at me beguilingly. And then she asked the question that her body language had been screaming earlier….
“So… do you like what you see?”
My muteness faded in an instant.
”You are amazing!” I breathed “I’ve never seen anyone as sexy as you! You are exquisite… you… “
I was in danger of letting my tongue run away with itself, but it wasn’t given a chance. She placed a finger to my lips to shush me, cooing in a seductive way. Only when she was satisfied that I wasn’t going to resume my outpouring of sweet words did she remove the finger and, joy of joys, began to unhook her bra. She took her time, lingering, teasing, making every inch of magnificent breast-flesh she revealed a fresh delight for me. When at last she removed the crimson fabric, and I gazed in wonder at her breasts, she giggled in that seductive way that truly sensual women can.
“Come here… wrap your lips around these”, she whispered. She cradled my head in her hands and pulled me towards her waiting bosom. In a moment of pure ecstasy, my lips met her left breast. The softness and warmth of it drove me wild. I nuzzled at the glorious soft flesh, relishing how it felt against my face. She was gasping in delight, and it wasn’t long before I was wrapping my lips around her nipple. It was wonderful, so perky and firm. I licked it tenderly with the tip of my tongue, and then let the side of my tongue slide along it. I sucked it in tender darting motions, which elicited delightful yelps of lust from my sensual carer. Her hands were buried in my hair, and pushing me deeper into her delicious breast-flesh. As I came up for air, she gently tugged my head over to her other bosom, its nipple now even more erect and longing for my oral love. Once again I teased and delighted those nipples, both of us loving it and not afraid to vocalise it (albeit my moans being somewhat muffled!)
When I came up gasping for air, I looked at my gorgeous nurse’s face. Her heavy lashes and flushed cheeks make it clear she was most certainly enjoying this nursing assignment.
PART FOUR – TAKING THE WEIGHT OFF HER FEET
“Well, you certainly seemed to enjoy that,” she purred while running her hands over my chest. I don’t know why I bothered nodding in response to the question; my whole body must have been overflowing with barely-concealed lust.
“Well maybe my favourite patient can do a little something for his nurse in return”, she whispered. She was off me in one deft movement. To my delight, she was removing her scarlet thong, the thin fabric passing over those delectable thighs and dropped without ceremony on the floor. She stood naked before me in all her glory. I swear I there was never been, and presumably will never be, a moment like this again in my life. She was spectacular in every sense of the word. Anything she wanted in return was hers if I could possibly provide it.
”I’ve been on my feet all day”, she explained. “I really need to sit down somewhere. Any ideas?” I twigged her meaning the moment the words had left her exquisite lips. The thought of it sent me even wilder into my lustful state. I was re-arranging myself already, moving the starchy hospital pillows. I’d had my share of face-sitting sessions in my time, but this was going to be something else.
“It’s a good thing we’re in a hospital”, she giggled as she turned around, revealing that majestic booty unadorned by her thong, “because I’m a bit worried you might pass out. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” She couldn’t stifle another sensual giggle. She started massaging and gently slapping those beautiful cheeks of hers. I realised if I’d been turned on before, I was now into new territory. My blood was all put boiling in my veins, my cock was more rigid than the iron bar that had put me in this indescribable situation.
Once my nurse was satisfied she’d impressed me enough, she moved in for what I am tempted to describe as ‘the kill’! Once again she leaped upon the bed, which gave an almighty squeal of tormented metal. I wondered if there was any danger of the bed collapsing, what with me being not exactly petite and the lady who was now upon me being of not insignificant size. But the thought flashed away in an instant, for what approached me now was mind-blowing to say the least. My magnificent nurse’s beautiful bottom, two gigantic sexy spheres, were gently swaying above my face. There wasn’t a rational thought in my head as my hands seized upon them, my palms desperately trying to lay every inch of skin against her soft booty-flesh. It was a sensational words can’t succeed to describe. I was in awe at how my hands, my big long-fingered hands, were utterly dwarfed by the sheer size of her cheeks. I kneaded and massaged those cheeks in exactly the same way as she had been doing less than a minute before. I could hear her sighs, gasps and giggles from the other side of her magnificent body, and knew she was enjoying this as much as I was. But my nurse seemed to be impatient, and with each movement the ultra-erotic mass of her behind came closer and closer to me. I could see her glistening pussy as it bore down towards me, clearly slick with her flowing juices. I licked my lips in anticipation.
We arrived at the same thought together, it seemed. In one delicious movement she firmly planted her weight upon my face, and at the same second I opened my mouth ready to lick her towards ecstasy. We both moaned, although I doubt anyone could have heard my muffled noises. My tongue buried itself in her sweet pussy. Oh, it was delicious; she tasted as good as she looked. I could barely breathe, but I didn’t care. I could see very little, but I didn’t care. If I concentrated I could almost make out her squeals of delight, but the sound was distant and muffled. But I didn’t care. All that mattered now was that I was eating out the most delectable pussy in the world from between the most magnificent ass-cheeks in the world. She squirmed, and the weight of her cheeks pushed me deeper into the hard mattress. I didn’t cease exploring her with my tongue for a single moment. Soon she was all but grinding her full weight upon me. My hands were still massaging those massive twin orbs of flesh on either side of my face. My mind was swimming, the border between reality and fantasy, already heavily blurred today, was becoming less and less tangible. I was in a world of pure sexual paradise.
I don’t know how much time passed before my gorgeous nurse came. It could have been minutes or hours for all I could tell. But suddenly her squeals became more intense. Her pussy juices were flowing steadily, soaking the lower half of my face. And then her whole body trembled, and guttural but utterly feminine sounds told me she was in the throes of one monstrous orgasm. If it wasn’t for the softness of her flesh, I’m sure my face would have been badly bruised as her cheeks ground and thumped against my skin as her body was wracked with erotic fits. Only when that eruptive orgasm faded did she raise her giant ass off me. I wondered if she had worried about my safety at all during the romp, and idly wondered how she’d explain to the hospital board how a patient in her care had managed to suffocate in his hospital bed.
PART FIVE – EMERGENCY TREATMENT
Suddenly she was back in nurse mode. In a no-nonsense business-like manner she took my pulse again, and seemed satisfied I was going to remain in the land of the living. She then took a tissue and delicately wiped my face, cleaning away those delicious juices she’d inadvertently smeared across my cheeks, lips and chin.
“Well thankyou, Twist,” she said. “That feels much better.”
Once again, the right words wouldn’t have found their way to my mouth even if I wasn’t suffering a head injury. Well, possibly several head injuries now.
“Now, is there anything else I can help you with before I leave you to rest?”, she inquired? She ran a coruscating blue eye across the situation before her. I was still gasping for air, it’d be at least ten minutes before I was breathing normally again. But then her eyes came to rest lower down the bed. There was no mistaking the large bulge that even the heavy hospital blankets couldn’t completely disguise. A smile that was more smirk than grin crossed her face.
”Oh, Twist… I see we’ve got a slight medical problem that needs my attention down here”, she mockingly intoned. With one swift movement she threw off the bedcovers, blankets and sheets flying. Stupidly, I felt slightly embarrassed. What kind of fool was I, I had just been directly intimate with this woman’s most private areas, why did I feel this way? Her smirk widened as she mentally evaluated the impressive bulge tenting out my boxers.
“Well, well, well. This looks very serious”, she said. She had my boxers down around my knees before I could have protested, not that I wanted to. My cock stood there, at full attention, those first precious drops of pre-cum glistening on its head. Her expression could have only been described as ‘smug’ as she inspected my intimate areas. Ever so slowly she reached out and cupped my balls in the palm of her hand. I let out an involuntary sigh.
“I think you’re suffering from a dangerous amount of build-up down here, Twist”, she said, her voice dripping with innuendo, “would you like me to help out?”
“Yessss…”, I moaned. It was my lust who produced that response before the brain could veto anything. Her left hand snaked out and wrapped its sensual soft fingers around my throbbing shaft. My eyes all but bulged out of my head. But that was nothing compared to what was coming (if you’ll excuse the pun.) As my eyes were rolled back into my skull, my hips bucked involuntarily at I felt the most incredible sensation. Those lips, those magnificent ruby lips, were now wrapped tightly around my sensitive cock-head! If I thought I was going to pass out during her face-sitting romp, now I was seriously wondering if I would faint dead away in a fit of ecstasy!
Oh, the things that gorgeous nurse could do with her skilful lips and tongue defied belief! Those soft wet lips slid up and down my rock-hard shaft with the precision of someone who knew exactly how to treat man-meat. While she had my cock between her lips her tongue would expertly wind itself around the head and circle it with a passion. And all the time she kept playfully massaging my heavy balls, which I could feel steadily filling up full of hot man-juice. I can’t recall what sort of noises I was making, but knowing what I’m usually like I’m surprised half the hospital staff didn’t come running to see what was going on.
I was too turned-on to survive that relentless sucking for very long. In hindsight, I’m amazed I didn’t blow my load the moment her lips met the flesh of my cock! It must have been at least five minutes before it came to the crunch. I could feel it the first overtures of the orgasm rumbling deep inside my groin, and suddenly my whole body tensed up and I gasped in wonder at the feelings that were wracking my body. And then it hit. I let out an almighty moan and my whole body quivered. My hips bucked and every tendon in my legs were tight as wired. One hand dug into mattress at my side, while the other desperately tried not to pull too heavily on that beautiful red hair of hers. I felt the cum erupt out of my cock in an almighty blast. It must have filled her mouth, as she pulled away spluttering. Another blast followed in quick succession, and caught her across her chin and neck, while a third deftly landed between her quaking bosoms. I’ve always been rather messy with my ejaculations, but this was something else. By the time my orgasm released its grip on my body, my jizz was liberally splattered over both her body and mine. All my strength left me, and I fell back onto my pillows with a resounding thump. Unconsciousness had finally regained its power over me.
PART SIX – A RUDE AWAKENING
Eventually I awakened once again, still in the same dreary hospital room. But it was a very different awakening this time. There was noise and movement all around. As my bleary sight returned, I groggily gazed around me. The ward was full. Patients occupied the other beds, nurses and doctors busily bustled from one to the other. Memory flooded back into my woozy head. The amazing voluptuous nurse, the kisses, her nipples, the face-sitting, filling her mouth with my cum. I looked down at myself. I was clothed in my singlet and boxers again, no sign of my sticky man-cream on my body. My brow furrowed in confusion, and then realisation dawned. The whole thing must have been a dream. I closed my eyes and sighed, and let my head drop back onto the pillow. I knew it had to have been too good to be true. It all made no sense – why was the ward empty then but full now? Why would this nurse be so absurdly sexily dressed, and why would she do those enormously intimate things with a patient she barely knew? It had seemed so real, but deep down I knew it was folly to find any other reasoning beyond an overactive imagination let loose. Disappointed and frustrated, I rested there.
Eventually some bland flat-chested skin-and-bones nurse told me a taxi was being arranged to take me home. I scrambled back into the clothes I’d been wearing first thing in the morning. My effects were in the drawer of the bedside stand – wallet, keys, mobile (with a dozen unread text messages), and glasses, all in order. I turned to leave the depressing ward, when a smattering of colour caught my eye. On the top of the stand was a card. Quizzically I reached out and picked it up. It was a standard ‘get well soon’ card. I flipped it open and read what was inside. My heart skipped a beat….
“Dear Twist.
Hope you’re feeling better soon.
Thanks for everything you did. You’re wonderful.
Hope to see you again soon.
Love from… Ms Curvy Nurse. X X X”
THE END
