Duncan Fox - The naughty nurse

"I'll have to want it to happen, too."

"I'm going to ask for a transfer from Pediatrics," Lorraine said suddenly. "That'll mean a shift change, probably. We won't see as much of each other."

"Why do that? Because of this?"

Lorraine shook her head. "No, because of what I've done with Jimmy and Angelo."

"So, what have you done?" Joyce asked. "You've given a dying kid the thrill of his life, and a potential paraplegic reassurance. Think it over, at least, okay?"

"Well…"

"Give it a week."

"I'll think about it," Lorraine said at last. "I'll think about it."

Lorraine had the feeling that Dr. Stern was waiting for something. He kept wandering past her station, stopping occasionally for a strained word. She wondered if he was waiting for her to take her break, was waiting to make his move then. Somehow, she didn't think that was it. Finally, with a sigh, she keyed the intercom. She had to check with Joyce before leaving the station.

She saw Dr. Stern disappear from the corridor. Her curiosity aroused, she slipped into the bathroom. She waited a minute, then peered cautiously back out.

The intern stopped at Kathy Dell's door. He looked nervously at the empty nurses' station, then slipped into the girl's room. Lorraine chewed nervously on her thumb. Stern was a fool to go into the room alone. He was laying himself wide open to a rape charge.

And Kathy was anything but innocent. She might be just the type to blackmail someone like Stern, given the chance.

Lorraine walked down the corridor toward Kathy's room. Silently, Lorraine slipped into the room next to Kathy's. Moving like a shadow, Lorraine went into the bathroom between the two rooms and closed the door behind her. Then, very carefully, she opened the door to Kathy's room.

"Kind of a strange time to be wanting to take my temperature, isn't it?" Kathy asked Dr. Stern.

Lorraine put her eye to the crack. She could see Kathy. She was sitting up in bed. The girl's tits thrust out erotically. Her tit ends were visibly alert – sharp points under the soft cloth of her pajamas. Her nipples were dark circles.

"Dr. Mansfield's orders," Dr. Stern insisted, shaking a thermometer down briskly.

"Oh, okay," Kathy sighed, opening her mouth.

"Uh uh, not there," Stern ordered.

"My bottom?" Kathy asked.

"It's – ah – yes."

"How come a nurse isn't doing it?"

"Nurse Kelly had to go on her break," Stern answered. "Now, bottoms up."

"Are you sure all you want to do is take my temperature?"

"Let's just say it's a preliminary procedure in your case."

"Hmmmm, preliminary to?"

Stern grinned hotly. Lorraine could see his hard-on. It was a huge lump in his pants.

"Preliminary to some exploratory work," Stern answered.

"Some deep, penetrating exploratory work?" Kathy asked.

"If it seems advisable," he agreed. "Bottoms up," he ordered again, taking out a tube of lubricating cream.

As Kathy rolled over onto her stomach and lifted her ass, the intern coated the thermometer with the grease. Then, almost worshipfully, he reached out and drew her panties down, exposed the creamy roundness of her ass. She spread her legs as far as the panties would allow – they were around her knees. Lorraine could see the girl's pussy.

Dr. Stern spread her ass-cheeks with one hand and worked the bulb of the thermometer into her asshole. Rotating it slowly, he forced it gradually deeper and deeper into her bung.

Lorraine felt an unbearable itch building in her guts. She watched the thermometer slide out of sight, up into Kathy Dell's ass. Dr. Stern was taking a terrific risk pushing the thermometer so far in – even such a blunted rectal one could perforate Kathy's rectal wall if she moved unexpectedly.

Lorraine breathed a little easier when the intern extracted the glass probe. He twisted it as he pulled it out. Kathy's eyes were glazed with lust as he withdrew the prod.

"What's my temperature, Doctor?" she asked.

Stern made a show of reading the oily thermometer carefully. "Running a fever, I'm afraid."

"Ooh, I thought I felt hot. Are you going to have to operate?"

"Let me do a tactile probe, first," Dr. Stern suggested, reaching for the grease. He smeared his finger with the lubricant.

"Aren't you supposed to put one of those rubber things on first?" Kathy asked.

"I don't have one with me, and this is an emergency," he said as he oiled his middle finger. Carefully, he smeared Kathy's asshole with goo. Then, with a steady pressure, he pushed his finger into her asshole.

"Oooo, yes," Kathy purred, wiggling her butt.

The itch in Lorraine's tail grew as the tip, of the intern's finger dug into Kathy's asshole. Hauling her dress up, Lorraine crammed one hand into the steaming swamp of her crotch. Her tits felt like red-hot pebbles in her bra.

The intern twisted his finger.

Kathy was making short, funny gurgling sounds as she let her ass be drilled by the doctor's finger. The top of her pajamas was up so far Lorraine could see her big tits. The girl's alert, aroused tits were scraping the sheet. She held her bottom high and rested her cheek on the pillow. Her mouth gaped.

Stern bored deeper with his finger. Lorraine wished her own asshole was being violated that way. She wished she was feeling burning friction through her shit-hole. She ached for something to be twisting its way up into her ass. She was digging two fingers into the folds of her cunt, but it didn't help.

Stern had half his finger in Kathy's greasy asshole now. Moving quickly, he twisted and turned, drove his finger deeper and deeper into her crapper. Kathy was reaching back under herself. Lorraine could see her pumping two shining wet fingers in her cunt as her asshole was buggered by the intern's finger.

"Oh, Doctor," Kathy moaned. "Oh, Doctor."

"More?"

"More," she begged desperately.

Dr. Stern jammed his finger the rest of the way up her butt. He was stirring the girl's shit with his finger, stroking the walls of her crapper, pressing and stretching the thin barrier between her ass and her cunt.

Lorraine managed to hook her thumb into her cunt and push one finger against her asshole. It was like Joyce had said, like trying to tickle yourself – not very fun. But it was better than nothing.

Stern began pumping his finger slowly in and out of Kathy's asshole. Then he began twisting it at the same time. Kathy's wrinkled asshole drew out and pushed in from the friction. Spit drooled from her mouth. Excited juices were seeping down over her working hand as she finger-fucked herself.

Then the intern pulled his finger from Kathy's tail. Kathy shuddered as her asshole sealed itself. The brown bud was gleaming with grease. Kathy moaned softly.

"I think we better go the whole route," the intern panted as he undid his belt and started to shove his pants down. His prick leaped free, jabbed out against his shorts. His hands shook as he dragged his shorts down.

Taking the tube of lubricant, the doctor quickly oiled his prick, coated it thickly with goo. The oil oozed over his throbbing hard-on. He moved up behind Kathy and touched his prick-tip to her puckered butt-hole. Kathy shuddered. Her hand was moving frantically in her streaming cunt.

Clutching his cock, staring down at his target, the intern wiggled the purplish tip of his prick against Kathy's asshole. The knob of his prick bulged as he put pressure on it, and the shaft threatened to bend from the pressure. Kathy sighed, her asshole winked, and the very tip of the doctor's prick went in.

Lorraine ached with lust. She pumped her finger and thumb in her asshole and cunt. She pinched the wall between the openings. She rubbed her cunt with her other hand. Her legs began shaking.