Duncan Fox - The naughty nurse

"Huh, wish I had the chance," Joyce said blurrily. "I wish Stern felt that way about me. Or Mansfield, even." Joyce snorted. "At least then I might get fucked once in a while. With the damn night shift and all the overtime, I haven't had a date in months. And, as for getting fucked, forget it. For someone who used to get fucking regularly, it's really hard. If it wasn't for my hand, I'd be climbing the walls."

"You masturbate?" Lorraine asked. If she hadn't been so stoned, she would have been shocked.

"Hand job after hand job," Joyce answered. "But it isn't the same as a cock, or even a tongue. Shit, and I thought you were horny and kindly brought you off in the shower."

"But it didn't do anything for me," Joyce sighed. "Except leave me hornier than ever." Handing the half-smoked reefer back to Lorraine, she reached down and stroked her brown-fuzzed pussy.

Lorraine sucked in a lungful and held it until her head was swimming. "Doesn't seem fair," she mumbled as she exhaled.

"No," Joyce agreed. "You owe me one."

"But I don't have a cock," Lorraine observed.

"There's a vibrator in the drawer," Joyce answered, motioning toward the bedside table. "And, you've got hands and a tongue – if you're willing to use 'em. If not, I'll just do myself."

Joyce's fingers were gently tickling Lorraine's tit, making it squirm and burn.

Lorraine's head felt like a balloon full of helium. The reefer scorched her fingers as she took one last drag. She held her breath. Joyce inspected the roach and stubbed it out unhappily. "I wanted that last drag! And I think I'll get it!"

She lifted herself, rolled toward Lorraine.

Lorraine felt lips touch hers and jerked with surprise. Then, as a wave of pleasure burned through her, she let Joyce pry her lips apart. The smoke in her lungs seeped to her mouth, was drawn from her by Joyce's sucking mouth.

Lorraine's lust blazed higher and higher. Joyce's hand began stroking her, hard tits pressed against Lorraine's soft, cushiony ones, and a slender, graceful leg sneaked over her thigh. A pussy was rubbing Lorraine's thigh as her own cunt pressed Joyce's leg.

Lorraine took the marijuana smoke back from Joyce as the kiss went on and on. Lorraine explored her friend's mouth with her tongue. Lorraine liked the feel of Joyce's slender body on hers. Joyce was slowly and languidly rubbing her twat on Lorraine's thigh. Lorraine's hips were humping as she moved her thigh in response to Joyce's need.

Joyce at last broke the kiss, lifted her head and looked at Lorraine. "The vibrator?" she asked desperately.

"Anything you want," Lorraine answered. "Anything."

Joyce reached over to the table. "Yeah, well, I won't ask you to piss on me now, since it'd get my bed wet. Sometime I'd like to try it again, though." It didn't seem crazy. Lorraine felt an irresistible desire for her roommate. The marijuana and booze had swept away her inhibitions. She was ready to do anything, anything at all.

"Just lie back," Lorraine said, taking the long quivering vibrator from Joyce. Lorraine sat up and began teasing the shivering tip around Joyce's mouth, then over her lips. Gently, she pressed the shuddering end between Joyce's lips. Joyce let the crazy quivering electric cock slip into her mouth. Her face flushed with lust as she sucked on the machine.

Lorraine shifted the shuddering cylinder, to Joyce's tits. Joyce squirmed. First one tit, then the other, was probed with the shivering, rounded point of the electric dick.

Lorraine slid the vibrating plastic cock down her roommate's flat tummy, skated down to her belly button. Joyce's mouth gaped as she groaned, begged for a cock to be jammed into her cunt. Her knees bent, her legs spread, Joyce opened her cunt, invited Lorraine to rape her with the machine.

"In the drawer – grease," Joyce groaned.

Lorraine switched off the vibrator. She carefully smeared the ivory cylinder with cream. Then, tauntingly, she held it in front of Joyce's passion-glazed eyes. Joyce's lips looked moist and soft.

Switching the vibrator back on, Lorraine slid it down through Joyce's light-brown pussy hair. She plowed a furrow along Joyce's cunt. She drove the shivering point against the girl's cunt. Pleasure flared on Joyce's face as her body writhed.

Lorraine nestled the shaking vibrator in Joyce's cunt, angled it, and slowly drove it up into Joyce's cunt. Joyce spread her legs.

Lorraine's tits were hard with excitement as she raped her friend with the machine. Lorraine could see how the shaking of the vibrator was making Joyce's cuntlips shiver. Lorraine could feel how Joyce's clit was quaking and burning. Joyce was rolling her head from side to side. She was clutching her tits.

Then, reaching up blindly, she grabbed Lorraine's head and dragged her down for another hot, sucking kiss. Then she looked deep into Lorraine's eyes. "Eat me," she groaned. "Suck my cunt."

Lorraine hesitated a second, then began easing the vibrator in and out of Joyce's cunt in a fucking motion. Lorraine bent her head to Joyce's cunt. Lorraine could see the flaring, aroused inner petals of pink, could see where the vibrator entered Joyce's hole. Still pumping the machine in and out, Lorraine put her lips to Joyce's cunt and sought her clit. She captured the berry, sucked on it, tasted Joyce's hot juices. Drawing on Joyce's cunt, Lorraine tongued it and tongued it and tongued it. At the same time, she fucked the vibrator in and out of Joyce's curd.

"Eat me, eat me, eat me!" Joyce whined. "Give me your cunt! Give me your cunt!"

Obediently, Lorraine squirmed around until she was straddling Joyce's face. Lorraine's hips were dragged down, and then a tongue ripped into her twat, and her cunt convulsed with lust. Still eating and fucking Joyce, Lorraine let her pussy be ravaged. A tongue was plunging in and out of her cunt. Her clit was being mangled. Fingers were prying and working at her ass. Then a finger drilled into her asshole. Lorraine nearly died with pleasure.

Joyce's ass was tight and hard. There, inches from Lorraine's eyes, was the brownish pucker of Joyce's asshole. Lorraine drew the vibrator out of Joyce's cunt.

Madly, Lorraine set the buzzing tip on Joyce's pucker, drove it slowly up into her asshole. She watched Joyce's anus being pried open by the shivering machine, watched the wrinkles disappear, watched the ring of muscle slowly stretch and embrace the thrusting, shaking electric cock.

Joyce's mouth went mad on Lorraine's cunt. Two fingers were digging into Lorraine's asshole. Then Joyce's mouth left Lorraine's cunt and her fingers left her bottom. Then a hot, squirmy tongue drilled into her blazing asshole. Lorraine buggered Joyce with the vibrator and sucked on Joyce's clit until they both collapsed in a naked, shivering heap. That was the last thing Lorraine remembered.

When she woke up, she was still tangled head to crotch with Joyce. The soiled, greasy vibrator lay on the bed. The batteries had gone dead. Joyce was sleeping peacefully.

Carefully, Lorraine got up and took the vibrator to the bathroom. After showering, she washed off the vibrator. Back in the bedroom, she looked at Joyce, who was now awake.

"We're disgusting," Lorraine observed.

"Wonderful, wasn't it?"

"Yes," Lorraine admitted. "But, I'm not queer."

"Neither am I. I'm just liberated. I love who I want, when I want, the way I want."

"You're from a different generation than I am," Lorraine observed sadly.

"You can learn, can't you?"

"Can't teach an old dog new tricks."

"You're not old, and you're certainly not a bitch," Joyce retorted.

"Relax. Enjoy. Don't worry! I won't hold this over you. And it'll never happen again, unless you want it to."

"Promise?"

"Promise," Joyce assured her. "Just one condition."

"What's that?"