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| THE MALE NURSE by Jette You're in hospital. You don't feel that ill but you've got to be taken care of to since you fainted and hurt your head falling over. Argh, many medical examinations have been done and you're really looking forward to your single hospital room (as far as one can actually ;-) ) and some sleep because you still feel unsteady and weak. The nurse comes in and brings you a cup of tea, you don't look up ,just say "thank you." A male voice replies, "My pleasure". You look up, puzzled, and see that it's a male nurse. And he looks gorgeous, very tall with brown longish hair and amazing dark blue eyes and the most wonderful long black lashes you notice right away. You keep staring at him, what seems to make him slightly uncomfortable and he blushes a bit (awww). Only now you become aware that you were staring at him quite boldly and now you blush and apologize. You stutter something about, "Er…well…. I haven't seen a male nurse here yet, I'm sorry…." He smiles at you and you stare at him again because he looks so beautiful…what a smile! Your mouth drops open, suddenly certain thoughts come to your mind and they have nothing to do with hospitals and illnesses. "Erm…I expected a female nurse in a nurse's dress, I'm sorry to seem so ignorant", you utter clumsily. "It's ok", he says. You make out the name on his shirt it's Nicholas. He leaves your room and wishes you a good night. You think of the way his name fits so perfectly to his beauty. Actually now you begin to look forward to see him again the next day but he's not there, must be off duty then. You think of whether he gets to wash female patients and your thoughts divert again. 'The day after you'll surely leave', you tell yourself and - ha, why worrying. You won't see him again. But then he's back again the next day, bringing you breakfast and later lunch and the both of you talk a lot. He mentions the 'nurse's dress' again and looks at you challengingly and absorbedly. In a joking way you say, "You'd look great in a nurse's dress, you know….". He just grins and walks over to you - to shake up your pillow. You keep your breath as he bows over you. 'oh god, he smells good' you think, feeling embarrassed wearing nothing more than your pyjamas. He touches your hand slightly and turns to walk away with a smile on his face and says that he'll be back later. You can still feel his touch on your hand after he's gone. You try to compose yourself and turn to your book again. 'You'll be gone tomorrow' you tell yourself, reasonably. Dinner is brought to you by another nurse and you turn on the TV. After the bloody program has finished you brush your teeth and turn off the lights to sleep. You wake up as your door is being opened and you sit up, startled. You switch on the bedside lamp at the side of your bed. Nicholas is leaning in the doorframe, gazing directly in your direction, temptingly. He's wearing an extremely short and tight nurse's dress with buttons down the front and a little bit of well-applied make-up. You swallow hard. He closes the door and turns the key and walks over slowly. "You look so damn sexy…" you sigh, astonished of your nerve. He bows down over you, his arms on either side of your body. You turn towards him and slide your hands up his arms to his shoulders, over his neck and into his hair. He leans in and kisses you intensely. "Is this dress good enough?" he breathes. You kiss him again, "Yes suits me fine, now take it off" you sigh. "No no no….not that fast…" he murmurs and puts your hands on his front to open the buttons of his dress. You do as he tells you and open the buttons unhurriedly. He watches you doing that. You're facing him now, he's standing between your spread legs and pushes against you. You begin kissing and licking the skin of his slightly hairy chest and you can feel and hear him groaning. Your hands move down to his bare thighs and slide underneath his short and tight skirt. It's even tighter now, as his erection is straining at the remaining closed buttons vehemently. But you go on stroking his thighs up and down and in between his thighs where the skin is so much softer. You'd love to kiss and lick the soft skin there. His mouth searches for yours again, his tongue licking around the outer shape of your lips and then deep inside. You gasp for air as he pushes you back onto the bed and starts to rip open your pyjama top and then stroking his way down over your neck and breasts, teasing your nipples slowly. His hands move further down your belly, grab the waistband of your pyjama trousers and drag them down. He bends down to lick your belly and navel and up to your breasts and kisses you hot on your neck. You arch your head back and moan loudly. Suddenly he stops and looks down at you, the both of you are breathing heavily and looking all flustered. He moves himself closer so you feel his erection against your groin. You rub against him and a low moan escapes his mouth "ahhh….". He places your hands on the remaining buttons of his dress and you go to open them. He feels so hot underneath. You pull him onto the bed and he lets go, sighing, making himself comfortable. Your bodies are rubbing against each other's. He tears at your knickers and pushes his hand inside them. You help him and move to take each other's pants off and he throws them somewhere. "Uuuuh …please, Nicholas…" you moan, feeling his hot and big erection. "Say it again…" he pleads, still teasing you with his fingers. "Oooh…ah, please, Nicholas…", you obey. You grab him and start stroking slowly up and down. Then a bit harder. He bends his head back and moans "uuuh…yesss…" You whisper licking his neck, "..Now, please…" you beg. You guide him inside you and he starts thrusting gently. He bites his lower lip and closes his eyes as you wrap your legs around him, trying to pull him even deeper inside you. Your mouth searches for his and those low sexy sighs and moans humming into your ear turn you on even more. He still moves slowly and the sight of him makes you want to keep him in that place forever. "..Ooh…harder…please….Nicholas…yes…uuuh" ,you moan. You grasp at his hair and pull him close to kiss his beautiful mouth . He groans, "..Do you …uuuh…want me to stop….aah… now?…." . "NO! …no ..please…fuck me harder!" He's thrusting faster and harder and you're coming forcefully, crying out his name - the same time as he explodes deep inside you. He collapses on you and the both of you are breathing heavily, only slowly calming down. You don't want to let him go now, but he has to, obviously. One last deep kiss and he's off. As you collect your stuff the next day you find his telephone number under your cup of breakfast tea and you leave the hospital with a big smile on your face. What a therapy! <<< Miscellaneous |