Connie Bedford - Private Duty Nurse

"Here, Mommy's got something for you to suck on." She cupped the bottom of one of her breasts, and she fed it to him. Quietly she told him what to do.

"Suck it deep," she whispered, then, "Bite it a little. Now pull it, honey. Oh come on, pull it harder!"

Now he could feel her rubbing her open pussy along the top of his piss-drenched shaft. She was doing it in rhythm with his sucking. Then she let out a screech, and he felt more, a different kind of wetness flow over his dick shaft.

"Oh, Mommy's coming," she moaned. "Mommy's coming good." Her come spread along his shaft in both directions, some running down into his cock hairs, but also, some of it was carried along by her oscillating pussy to his cockhead. And there it triggered a reaction over which he had no control.

Her pussy juice was acid hot. It burned into the ridge of his meat like hot tar. It irritated his pee hole like ice cold vinegar. Roughly he withdrew his cock almost from beneath her. He threw her back against the wall.

"No, no, honey, Mommy's through," she cried. He slid his hands under her and lifted her ass from the toilet seat.

"No, honey, behave," she cried.

He aimed his aching, burning, gigantic cock right into her wet piss and cream-covered pussy. She tried to shake him off, but that just made it better for him.

"Oh shit!" she yelled, "You're fucking me!"

He felt no resistance to his invading meathead as it plowed through her moisture-laden membranes. Instantly he was buried completely in her. The backs of her knees were hooked over his shoulders. Her back was almost flat against the toilet seat and he fucked her insanely. He was banging her head against the wall, and when he saw her trying to get her arms up to cushion herself; he slowed down, but she yelled, "Don't stop, you sonofabitch! Fuck it, fuck hard! Kill me! Bust my ass. Do it. Do it. Do it."

He yelled and threw everything he had into her. He shook her like a rag doll. He upended her until her head hit the tile floor. Half in and half out of the toilet they lay fucking in the doorway. Now she was flat out under him. She planted her feet flat against the floor. Somehow, she had lost her shoes, and she threw her pussy to him every time he slammed his cock down to her. Her skirt was up over her waist and her frilly blouse was being held on only be the sleeves and the rest of it lay under her head and her completely ruined hair-do. Her stockinged feet kept slipping on the floor, and so she locked her legs high up around Blazer's body and dug one of her heels into his ass and slid herself up and down his long crazy hot meat tube. Blazer sensed that he could not hurt this woman by fucking her all out, and somehow that thought maddened him while at the same time releasing him from any restraints he might have had about being too rough with her.

He used his cock as a weapon, trying to drive it through her, trying to beat her with it. With renewed violence, he attacked her. She cried, "Fuck it, fuck it," and then, "Oh, shit, I'm coming again!" She stopped him in mid-stroke while she went through a spasm, and then she climbed higher up on his body and his dick reached a new part of her pussy. Without moving her body, her pussy began to rhythmically clamp his cockhead. She was still coming, and she was making incoherent noises. Now she moved her body in sharp, short jerks. Blazer began to melt. He felt the come swirling out of his balls, he felt piss coming from his kidneys, he felt blood rushing up from his toes. He shot off into her so hard that for a second there was excruciating pain, and then he heaved his whole insides to her. And she cried, she yelled, she sputtered.

"I feel it, big dick, I feel it. Piss, shit, blood and puke, I feel it!" she finally cried.

After it was over, he lay there, his dick soaking in her pussy. She was purring and caressing him.

"You come like an elephant," she said into his ear, and, "Was it good for you? I haven't been screwed like that for a long, long time."

She was comfortable to lie on. Blazer realized that he never thought about it before, but he couldn't ever remember actually relaxing this way after fucking. Her body didn't seem to be larger than many of the other girls he had had, but yet, here laying on her, it seemed that he wasn't touching the floor at all, that her whole body was under him everywhere. Yes, she was a soft, live, warm mattress. With a pussy. His cock never did lose all of its hardness, and when she squeezed her pussy around it his cock didn't slip out like some kind of whipped animal, but instead, luxuriated in the warm dark wetness and grew harder as she teased him with her cuntal muscles.

"Oh, you want to fuck me some more, don't you?" she breathed into his mouth. She let her tongue touch his lips and the inside of his mouth between sentences.

"Your cock feels enormous," she continued. She gave him a long squeeze with her pussy. And then she said, "You could fuck all day long, couldn't you?" She began to move her hips against him.

"Oh shit, there you go!" she cried out, "You're fucking me again… "

Slowly they started the rhythm. They smoothly worked together. Now there was no competition, no punishment involved. Now there was only cooperation, consideration, now there was love. He put his hands under her buttocks to protect them from the floor. He didn't want her to worry, he wanted to satisfy her.

"Let me work it," he said to her.

"Yes, lover," she replied, and she relaxed.

Her body hung loose enough for him to manipulate it. He applied more pressure to her ass and drove his cock in deeper. He worked her steadily. She was caressing his back, scratching it lightly with her fingernails. She began to pant. His dick grew harder.

"Let me," she said between moans, "let me lock my legs around your neck. I can make it real good for you like that, baby." And he moved each arm in turn so she could get her legs up on his shoulders. She hooked her ankles around his neck, and he found out what she meant. Now he could get into her deeper, and she, by literally hanging by her ankles around his neck, could work her ass cheek muscles much better than she ever could lying flat against the floor. And in this position, Blazer found out, his balls would occasionally get squeezed between the cheeks of her ass as she clenched and unclenched her muscles. And after some experimentation, he found out how he could keep his balls between her cheeks, at least part of them, and with his balls being methodically rubbed by her hot womanly ass, his dick grew even harder. His growing cock made her fuck faster, which squeezed his balls tighter, which made his fuck tube bigger, and soon they were bouncing and grunting furiously.

He tried to warn her that he was going to come, but he couldn't get the words out. They had fucked their way back into the toilet again, and with her head at a crazy angle against the base of the commode he douched her with the sap from his balls which were between the contracted cheeks of her red-hot ass.

She wouldn't let him leave until she had gotten all her clothes back on and her hair arranged properly. She told him to come back soon, and she gave him a kiss on the cheek. And after he left, Blazer began to wonder seriously if a person could be accused of embezzlement from a sperm bank.

Nurse Bloom had them both now. Blazer and Ram cowered in the privacy of an examination room. Bloom stood with her back against the door.

"You two bastards have been ducking me for weeks," she said, and, "You've been avoiding your responsibilities, shirking in your duties, and refusing to assert your manhood."

"I've been sick," explained Blazer weakly.

"Bullshit," Bloom shot back, "I know what you've been doing. The administrator knows what you've been doing, every goddamned body knows what's been going on around here. And you know how? Well, I'll tell you. Miss Rand. That's right, Miss Rand has written a letter to the administrator telling him all about you adventures with that young high school girl, Hooks. And if she knows about that, she probably knows about us. And you, Ram, you black spasm, she probably knows about you going over to C wing and working for that big German bitch over there instead of being here where I need you. Trying to get a piece of that big knockwurst ass, wasn't you?"