Mark Carver - The nurse_s hot itch

She was leaving the house in her uniform, her ripe lips set in a grim, determined line, when the phone rang. She snatched it up, already five minutes late for work.

"Dr. Benson here, Carol. I think I've got a possible answer to your problem…"

"What?" She almost dropped the phone.

"I said I think. Mostly hunch, but, hell, it's certainly worth a try…"

"I'll meet you at your office in ten minutes," she said.

"No, no, take it easy now," Benson said soothingly. "It isn't a matter of life and death."

"Maybe it's not to you, Dr. Benson, but it sure as hell looks that way to me. I'm supposed to start my first shift at County Hospital in twenty minutes. How about lunchtime?"

"Not enough time. Listen, Carol, this is, ah, rather a strange situation. Now don't do anything desperate or foolish on your first day at the job. And you know what I mean."

Shit, thought Carol, there goes Resolution Number One.

"I can't explain it to you on the phone," Benson went on, "but suppose I come over to your place tonight, around seven?"

"I'll be here," Carol promised anxiously. "Can't you give me a clue, Doctor? I'll die of suspense at work…" But the doctor had already hung up.

All day Carol moved through her shift in a daze, dispensing medication, doing IV's, giving injections, meeting a host of doctors and nurses, fending off a few eager passes but keeping them on the string just in case Benson's so-called answer was another resounding flop like the orgy last night, and because she kept so busy time moved like a hurtling locomotive.

The question hammered in her brain all day.

She pulled her car up to her apartment-house at five and got out wearily. Her ass had hurt horribly all day and her pussy still chafed from the wanton orgy last night. Physically she was exhausted.

Mentally, she was more anxious and eager than she'd ever been in her life.

Cindy was camped in front of her door. She sat cross-legged, her arms folded stubbornly, her soft face glowing with adoration and taut with desperation. When she saw Carol she leaped up, her eyes shining and her budding tits panting so eagerly the nurse didn't have the heart to chew her out.

"I-I haven't seen you in so long I just had to, for a minute, Carol – don't be mad at me, please?"

Carol sighed and looked nervously up and down the hallway before stroking the blonde's ass fondly. "I'm not mad, angel. Want to come in for a minute?"

"Can I really?" she gushed, tears in her eyes.

Like a frantic puppy, Carol thought with amusement. But, hell, was it funny? Cindy was crazy about her and she'd treated her like dirt ever since she'd seduced the eighteen-year-old virgin. Why take her mad frustration out on a helpless, luscious little darling like the blonde?

In her apartment, Cindy flung her arms around Carol and kissed her torridly, rubbing her warm belly feverishly to the nurse's. "Let me stay for a while, please?" she whispered.

"Okay," Carol said. Dammit, now she was hotly aroused again! And while she didn't know what Benson had in mind or who Betcher was, there was a good chance it involved some raw, passionate sex. And Carol wanted to be primed to the hilt for this last desperate hope, seething with all the lust she could summon.

"You can stay but no funny stuff, honey," Carol told her firmly. "No hot action, angel."

"Never again?" Cindy whispered, close to tears.

"I didn't say that," Carol sighed. "Come on, I need a bath. You can scrub my back, darling. But only my back."

Cindy drew a bath for her and helped her off with her uniform, lavishing kisses on Carol's soft legs as she unrolled her white nylons. A hot oozing began in the nurse's pussy and the constant throb suddenly grew intense. She was about to lash out at Cindy but the girl couldn't help herself, she knew. That sweet, loving mouth!

She also knew it was no longer possible for her to wait for Benson and Betcher, whoever in the hell that was.

When Cindy took off Carol's panties the girl nuzzled her nose to Carol's cunt-hairs, tickling and exciting her even more tremendously. Damn her!

"Just one suck?" Cindy begged in a whisper, her eyes shining feverishly on Carol's. "Just one, Carol, please?" now panting furiously, Carol said, "Take off your clothes, quick."

She'd suffer afterward anyway so she might as well suck and fuck the luscious angel with complete abandon. Hurriedly, Cindy stripped naked and flung herself on top of Carol's naked body on the sofa. The blonde crushed her hot tits to Carol's and snaked her tongue in her mouth fervently, her fingers stroking and loving the nurse's tits and belly frantically.

"Don't bother with that," Carol whispered when Cindy slid down a few inches and began sucking passionately on one of her tits. "Just eat me – suck me off, Cindy, now!"

Rushing to obey, the blonde scrambled between Carol's widespread thighs and clutched her creamy ass-cheeks in her fingers, lifting them for her feast. With a low whimper of hunger, Cindy began devouring Carol's hot, throbbing cunt-flesh with ravenous kisses and laps of her burning tongue.

Carol locked her thighs to the girl's face and swung her hips urgently, soft screams of delirious excitement coming from her throat. Cindy's mad loving mouth was turning her fire of torment into a holocaust but Carol was so tremendously excited by the blonde's sudden attack she couldn't stop herself.

"Oh – unnnnngh! – angel, oh beautiful little – aaaah! – Darling cunt sucker! -oooooqoh, yes, yesssss, baby, eat it!"

The juicy squirming pink, flesh quivering beneath her mouth was the only thing Cindy had thought or dreamed about for almost two agonizing days now, and she burrowed her tingling mouth to Carol's cunt with raw ecstasy.

"Around!" Carol was sobbing. "Swing your ass around – I want to eat you too! Eat your little – argh! – Hot cunt, darling hurry hurrrrrrry!"

Her mouth still looked deliriously to Carol's spasming pussy, Cindy twisted her naked body around so that she hovered over Carol in reverse, a folded knee on each side of her head.

Panting with wild eagerness, Carol clutched Cindy's soft hips and pulled down, slamming the eighteen-year-old's boiling pink cunt to her mouth. Carol rubbed the girl's ass in a frenzy of obscene delight as she sucked her slit in return, wallowing in the sweet honey flowing on her tongue and down her throat.

Rocking furiously with lust, the blonde schoolgirl and the ravishing nurse kissed and sucked and lapped with delirious moans as they sixty-nined for a solid thirty minutes. Cindy's tawny flesh was soaked with sweat, dripping profusely onto Carol's heaving tits and trembling belly as they ate each other in a contest of shattering thrills.

And while Cindy shuddered with orgasm after orgasm, her steaming nectar gushing into Carol's eager mouth, the pounding fury of frustration hammered relentlessly in the nurse's blazing loins.

Each time the door to her release slammed, it seemed more final and hopeless.

At last Carol forcibly pushed the moaning eighteen-year-old away from her. "No more!" she gasped. "Enough!"

But when Carol told Cindy she'd better go home, the girl began to sob pathetically. Shit, thought – Carol, I'll never get rid of her.

"Okay," she sighed, "you can take a bath with me, but then you leave or I'll tan your golden ass until it's hot pink."

"I'd like that too," Cindy giggled happily. Carol played with the girl's plump ass on the way to the bathroom, praying the weird pair upstairs would never get their hands on her. She'd extract a promise from the blonde never to so much as talk to them. And when Cindy made her a promise it was a sacred vow.

Cindy sat on Carol's lap in the bathtub, and what began with girlish horseplay soon turned into a passionate bout with Carol fingerfucking the softly screaming blonde until she was pleading for mercy.