tb-2005 the night nurse (r w finch) 1976 Read online

  FOREWORD

  How far will some people go to achieve those things that are important to them? A question as old as man. And as long as people have goals they feel are important, other people will feel as if they've been exploited for the sake of an individual's goals.

  Examples can be found everywhere that the end justifies the means for people whose personal achievement, or success, or personal desires, is the only thing that really matters.

  THE NIGHT NURSE is a story about a nurse who will do anything to satisfy her sexual desires -- even if it means taking advantage of her young patients. Although many people will consider this woman to be perverted because of her personal goal, they cannot argue with the happiness she gives to many of her patients.

  A startling story that provides insight into the happiness that can be gained from what society considers perverted.

  The Publisher

  CHAPTER ONE

  Most of the other nurses hated having to work the midnight to eight in the mowing shift, but I actually enjoyed it. It was usually quiet during that period and most of the male patients seemed to get really horny when I walked in on them at night like that. Not that I didn't have the kind of body men get horny over at any time, but they seemed more intense about it at night.

  I couldn't blame them, really. They were cooped up in their rooms all day and I'm sure most of them thought about fucking even more than I did. And I was a sexy twenty-three-year-old blonde with tits that bounced around when I moved and an ass that caught every glance. Also, I guess it must have been obvious that I was always hot and horny for some reason, because the men would say things to me they never said to any of the other nurses. And, of course, I usually answered them with more than merely talk. The fact, is, I love fucking.

  It was around three o'clock and I was making the rounds, peeking into each room on the second floor and making sure everything was as it should be. I got to Room 209, and when I opened the door, the young man sitting up in bed jumped when he saw me. He must have been admitted sometime during the day.

  He turned all red and looked away self consciously. His hands were under the covers, and it didn't take much thinking on my part to figure out he was jacking off.

  I said as sweetly as I could, "Well, what are you doing up this late? I'm going to be your night nurse and my name's Emily Barret. What's yours?"

  "John Cramer," he said awkwardly, blushing all the more. The bulge of his stiffened cock under the covers was throbbing all over the place and he was trying to cover it up with his hands. "I was just reading... I couldn't sleep."

  "What have you got under the covers there?" I asked, closing the door quietly behind me. I walked over to the bed and stood beside him, smiling all the while. "Is that the book you were reading?"

  "Yes," he breathed, not meeting my eyes.

  I took the corner of the blanket in one hand and flipped it back with a giggle. John Cramer jumped with surprise, but of course there was no way he could hide anything.

  Both of his hands were tight around his cock, his cock hard and throbbing, the round head of it so swollen I thought it'd burst.

  I stared at his prick and swallowed silently, the sight of so much hard male meat making my hot little cunt tingle with desire.

  I said to him, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I'm here to help you. Would you like some help?"

  He glanced up at me and nodded uncertainly, his eyes wide. They got even wider when I unbuttoned the front of my uniform and shrugged it back off my shoulders. My round tits bounced free, the nipples hard and distended already. Then I pushed my dress, pantyhose and panties down and stepped over them, kicking my shoes off as I did so.

  John's cock really started twitching and jerking then, his eyes running hungrily over my naked and ready body. My cunt was dripping wet and my juices were running down the insides of my bare thighs.

  I took John's hard cock in my hands and began to jack him off. He lay there watching me, then his hand reached out and squeezed one of my tits. He pulled at the rubbery nipple.

  I sat up on the bed next to him, my bare ass right beside him. Leaning over then, I took his cock deep in my mouth, sucking on it while I jacked him off. I ran my tongue wetly all around his cock-head, working my hand even faster and wanting to taste his cum.

  He started pumping his hips up against my face, fucking me in the mouth while I blew him. My hand moved faster and faster and I knew it wouldn't be long before he was shooting cum all over the place.

  His cock kept getting larger and wider in my sucking mouth, the purplish veins pulsing. I sucked him off with everything I had, my head bobbing with a frenzy. Then I suddenly popped the head of his cock out of my mouth and ran my tongue quickly up and down the entire shaft.

  He trembled with a soft gasp, his hips rising off the bed. I was still jacking him off, my hand really moving fast. I licked his hairy balls, my tongue darting all over them.

  Finally I licked up along the twitching shaft of his cock and sucked the head back into my mouth John trembled even more, pushing himself forward so his quivering cock almost went all the way down my throat.

  I sucked him until his cock suddenly jerked and a hot geyser of cum was filling my mouth, his young sperm thick and sticky. I sucked even harder, swallowing his shooting streams of cum and wanting even more.

  He sagged back into the bed with a groan, shaking all over, and I managed to suck still another little dribble of jism from the head of his cock. It trickled against my tongue then ran down my throat slowly, the taste of it still on my lips.

  I sat up and giggled, "How'd you like that? Was it a good blow-job?"

  "It was great!" he said with a nervous laugh. "I loved it. Especially coming in your mouth. You're some nurse, I'll tell you."

  "And you're some guy yourself," I said. "You've got a great cock. Would you like to fuck me when you get a hard-on again? I've got a really tight pussy and it was just made for a cock like yours."

  "Hell, yes, I'd low to fuck you," he said excitedly.

  I was sitting beside him and my wet cunt was dripping so much it was forming a wet spot on the bed. The pink lips of it were swollen and gaping and I was as horny for a man's cock as I could be.

  It was only fifteen minutes or so before John had a hard-on again, what with him sitting there and looking over my naked body. I was sitting there with my legs open and he was peering right up my cunt-hole, curious to say the least. I noticed his cock was stiff and throbbing again and said, "You just lay there and I'll get on top of you."

  I threw my leg over his body and came down sifting on his lap with his cock sliding up into my slippery cunt. I took his cock all the way up my tight hole, grinding the gaping lips of my cunt against the hard base of his cock.

  He groaned with the sensation of having his cock buried to the hilt in my hot snatch, pushing his hips up to get even farther into my gripping pussy.

  I started to fuck, pumping my bare ass up and down and driving his cock in and out of my sopping wet cunt. It rammed up inside me, filling me with male hardness and I loved it. John's breath got ragged and he started to sweat, his eyes glassy with lust.

  I started fucking him as fast as I could, ramming his throbbing cock deeper and deeper up my slick cunt with each thrust. My tits were bouncing and my ass slapped against his thighs, his cock jerking inside my slippery hole.

  John grabbed my ass with both hands, cupping the sweaty cheeks and pulling me along. He squeezed my ass, spreading it open, then his finger was probing for my hot little asshole.

  I pumped frantically, all the juices of my cunt running freely and drenching his cock-hair. My cunt was making soft slurping noises e
ach time his cock slid into it, the fire in my crotch raging.

  Finding my asshole with his finger finally, he crammed his finger up inside, sticking it in and feeling around my slippery asshole. I jerked with a small moan, loving the sensation of having my asshole finger-fucked while his cock was hammering up into my tight cunt.

  Then his cock lurched in my clenching cunt and was suddenly shooting his cum deep inside me, filling my cunt with all his hot jism. I ground my pussy tighter and tighter against the base of his shooting cock, taking his cum all the way up me.

  My own shattering climax overwhelmed me, my cunt slamming shut around his ramming cock, and I almost fell off him with the spasms racing through my crotch.

  He shot the rest of his wad and lay back in the bed with a contented smile, his cock drained and spent. I gave him a few more quick thrusts to make sure he'd emptied his balls all the way, then I got up off him.

  His cock was lying limply against his thigh and his eyes were closed. He baked so sweet I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, getting a shy smile from him for my efforts.

  I quickly got dressed again, then I kissed him once more and went back to my station in the hall. The light for Room 234 was on, so I double-timed it down the hallway to see what the matter was.

  I made sure I was buttoned up and presentable, then I opened the door to 234 and stepped inside. Like John Cramer's, it was a private room with only one patient.

  It was a girl that I often talked to, Velma Stoddard, and she was sitting up when I came in. The hospital was running tests on her and so far they'd found nothing. Still, she'd been confined to bed for almost three weeks now, and so she was sometimes a bit testy.

  "I've been ringing for twenty minutes," she said, tossing her long black hair with a sneer. "I suppose you were down in the ball somewhere fucking one of the patients. Or an intern maybe."

  "That's ridiculous," I laughed, blushing in spite of myself. "An emergency came up, that's all."

  "I'll bet," she laughed then. "More likely somebody's cock came up. I see the way you sneak around here at night going from room to room. I was a nurse myself before I got married and I can tell when a girl's on the look-out for cock."

  "You won't say anything to anyone, will you?" I asked, not anxious to lose my job. I didn't really need the job since I had some money saved up in the bank, but my whole purpose in becoming a nurse was to meet a nice young doctor and marry him and I didn't want to throw the chance away. "Please, I really need this job!"

  Velma only smiled then, and she said slyly, "I won't say anything if..."

  "If what?" I asked, "Anything you want. Just name it."

  "If," she continued, "you give me some of that hot cunt you're passing around to all the men. I'm horny as hell, too, but all the doctors know my husband and there's no way for me to get a hold of a nice cock. I'll settle for another woman's cunt rubbing against mine if I have to, and you're the cunt I want."

  I'm sure I showed my surprise, because she laughed at my expression. I'd never made it with a girl before, but there was a first time for everything. Resides, if her husband did know all the doctors here, maybe I could become friends with Velma and meet some of them socially instead of professionally.

  "All right," I said, standing up and taking off my uniform. "But I'll let you know, there's already about a gallon of a patient's cum in my snatch, so if you want to lick my cunt, you might get a mouthful."

  "I've never been afraid of a mouthful of cum," she giggled, and she threw the covers of the bed back and pulled her nightgown over her head.

  She had a fantastic body, all smooth hollows and soft curves where it counts on a woman. Her tits were bigger even than mine and they swayed heavily with every move she made.

  She sat there and spread her long tapered legs, her juicy cunt opening slightly. Her pussy was wet and slippery-looking, the black curly hair surrounding it matted back out of the way.

  I plopped down on the bed beside her, both of us naked and looking each other over.

  "I've never been with a woman before," I said. "You'll have to show me what to do."

  "Let's 69 first," she giggled, turning around so her head was between my legs and her pink cunt was right in my face. "Lick my cunt where you think it would feel good on you. You'll pick it up quick enough."

  I started licking between and up into her slick pussy-lips, running my tongue all around them, then sucking them into my mouth. Velma jerked with a little groan when I did that, her own mouth going straight for my cunt.

  She dug her fingers into my snatch, holding it open and looking up inside my pink hole. Then she dipped her tongue into my cunt and started lapping all of John Cramer's cum out of me, sucking it into her mouth and swallowing it.

  I sucked her pussy as best I could, probing with my tongue and smacking my lips wetly on it.

  Velma's cunt was brimming with hot juices and getting hotter by the second. I licked into her glistening wet cunt as deep as my tongue would reach, her cunt-hair crushed against my mouth.

  Still sucking the thick cum from my slippery pussy, Velma reached out with a finger and began poking it up my puckered asshole. It throbbed around her finger and held her tight, but she pushed harder and I could suddenly feel her finger deep in my ass.

  I followed her example, sticking my finger into the crack of her sweaty ass and finding her asshole. I shoved my finger all the way up it, finding the insides of her ass slippery and wet. I began to finger-fuck her ass, still sucking all the while on her hot trembling cunt.

  Velma was getting close to coming and her breathing was getting hot and fast. She strained her ass and began pumping it with little jerky thrusts, her cunt grinding into my mouth. I sucked even harder on her dripping snatch, dipping with my tongue even more deeply into her sweet cunt-hole.

  My own juices were oozing from my cunt and covering Velma's sucking mouth, the smell of it heavy in the small room. I spread my bare thighs wider so Velma could get her tongue deeper in my snatch and she darted her tongue up inside me.

  Her fingers were working wildly in my asshole and my fingers were doing the same to hers. She stiffened up with a choked sob and her cunt began spasming with the onset other orgasm.

  I speared my tongue still farther up her cunt, licking all over the quivering pink flesh. Velma groaned, her ass pumping and jerking, then she gave out a sharp cry and went limp beside me.

  I knew that she'd had the come she'd wanted but I hadn't had mine and my cunt was still itching for a good tonguing.

  "What about me?" I asked, sitting up. "I want to get my nut, too."

  "I'm sorry," Velma groaned. "I'm so tired I can barely move. I'll have to make it up to you later. I promise. I owe you a cunt-busting climax sometime when I'm not so weak. I promise."

  And she actually rolled over and went to sleep without another word. It wasn't really all that surprising since she was admitted to the hospital for extreme fatigue. But she could have picked another time to go to sleep, as far as me and my sopping wet cunt were concerned.

  I threw my clothes back on and went back to my desk. It was quiet as usual, only an occasional attendant passing by. I glanced around trying to find someone -- anyone -- who could get me off and stop the feverish itch in my cunt. The attendants would tell everyone in the hospital if I let one of them fuck me, so I wasn't about to use one of them. I sat there for a few minutes, my cunt so wet it was dripping through my panties. I even thought about going back into John Cramer's room again and climbing up on his cock, but I knew he'd be asleep and I didn't want to disturb him.

  Finally, a young intern appeared at the end of the hall and was walking my way. This was it, I said to myself, and got ready to snare him as he passed by.

  Glancing up and down the hallway I made sure no one but myself and the approaching intern were in it. Then I reached up under my dress and peeled down my pantyhose and panties, balling them up and jamming them in my purse. I unbuttoned the front of my uniform so the round tops of my braless tits
were peeking out, then leaned back in my chair and spread my legs slightly. The first thing that intern would see would be the hairy bush of my slippery cunt and the tops of my firm tits.

  He walked by slowly, glancing over at me to say "hello" or whatever it was he was going to say, then he stopped short when his eyes took in my wholly indecent posturing. I could see his cock jump underneath his white slacks and his breath caught in his throat.

  Before he could say anything, I scooted my ass forward on the seat until the skirt of my uniform was up around the tops of my thighs, my legs spread and my hairy cunt sticking out at him.

  "Would you like some pussy?" I asked quietly, smiling.

  "Lead the way," he laughed.

  We ended up in a storage closet, both of us naked and lying on a table we'd cleared off. I didn't even know his name and I didn't care; all my thoughts centered on quenching my fiery cunt-itch for cock.

  I was on my back on the table with my thighs spread and he was on top of me, a nameless man with a cock ready to cleave into my hot cunt.

  With one fluid movement, he pushed his thick cock up my tight cunt, burying himself all the way. I squirmed wildly when he started fucking me, his cock ramming into my snatch with long, powerful thrusts. He was filling my cunt to bursting with his throbbing meat, plunging it into me with faster and faster strokes.

  I dug my nails into his back, my hot thighs pumping and urging him on. I was already covered with sweat and groaning with the passion coursing through me. I pumped feverishly beneath him, taking his cock far into my gripping pussy.

  He was fucking me with a fury, his teeth clenched and his cock battering my sopping cunt to pieces. He kept shoving his meat so far up my hole it bottomed out, the sensation sending shivers up my twisting spine.

  I started working my thighs up along the outside of his, heading for his lower back. My cunt was wide open to him and he rammed his cock deep in me and all the harder, his breath growing erratic and uneven.

  I managed to get my legs up and around his lower back, the sweaty back of my thighs straining as he ground against them. His cock was hitting bottom with every shuddering thrust now, the wet mouth of ray cunt sucking at him.