Donna Allen: Three-way nurse

"Oh, shit!" he groaned. "I'm coming, baby! I'm coming!"

Her lips pulled violently at his flexing cockhead. A sudden spurt of hot jism geysered out of his cock-head into her mouth. A slippery coating of cum soon covered her teeth. His cock continued to throb and pump what seemed like a never-ending supply of jism into her sucking mouth. She swallowed continuously as his cock-cream eased down her throat. She kept sucking him, trying to drain his balls – to draw every ounce of his cum out through his cock!

He fell back onto the bed, his eyes closed, his chest heaving, his lungs pumping for air. Christie lifted her head and let his soft, slippery cock slide from her lips. She licked up the remnants of jism at the corners of her mouth. She packed her tits into her bra and slipped on her uniform. She pulled down Ryan's hospital gown, covered his legs with the sheet, and checked his pulse. Humming softly, she walked out of the room.

Later that afternoon, Head Nurse Biddle stopped Christie in the corridor.

"We're having trouble with that Ryan patient," Nurse Biddle said. "He screams at all the nurses. Insists you're the only one he wants in his room. I don't know what's going on, dearie, but I've got orders to see that Mr. Ryan gets treated like royalty. See if you can calm him down, will you?"

Christie gazed at Nurse Biddle's plump ass as the older woman turned and walked off. Christie had never liked Head Nurse Biddle. There was something strange about her. Christie had heard rumors that Nurse Biddle liked women. There was always some of that going on at the hospital, and as long as it didn't affect her, Christie paid no attention to it. If Head Nurse Biddle enjoyed sucking pussy more than sucking cock, Christie felt sorry for her. Christie had no doubts about her own preference.

She found Ryan sitting up in bed with a telephone at each ear. He motioned her to close the door and sit down. Remembering Head Nurse Biddle's request, Christie shut the door and sat down on a chair near the window. She sat there waiting for Ryan to finish what looked like two very important telephone conversations. She smiled when she noticed him ogling her legs. She remembered the feel of his fat cock spouting cum into her mouth. Her pussy quivered and she moved her thighs apart. She pulled back her uniform until her thighs were completely exposed. Sliding a hand down to her crotch, she gave him a teasing smile and fingered her cuntlips. By the time he was off the phone, she had him panting and growling like a grizzly bear.

"You promised you'd behave yourself," she said. "All the nurses ate complaining about you."

"The hell with that," he said. "Let's fuck. That cunt of yours is driving me crazy!"

Christie laughed. The rampant lust in his eyes fed her own excitement. She thought of his cock again, and any hesitation she had about yielding quickly vanished. Walking over to the door, she turned the lock. Anyone on the staff could open the door from the outside, but at least she'd have time to get off the bed.

Moments later, she was on the bed completely stripped. Ryan's medical problems were minor, and she decided there was no reason he couldn't fuck her any way he wanted. It would probably be good for him. His cock was hard and throbbing, and he was obviously strong enough!

She opened her legs for him. He knelt between her knees. Instead of immediately crawling forward to mount her, he lifted one of her legs and began to lick the smooth, warm flesh above her stocking top. He licked up and down, and then he moved to her other leg and did the same thing.

"Great legs," he said. "A good pair of legs always turns me on."

He rolled over. She looked back over her shoulder as he gazed at her compact white ass. He briskly brushed his hand back and forth across her asscheeks, enjoying the way they quivered.

"Great ass!" he said. "You've got the sweetest little ass I've seen in a longtime."

He leaned forward and kissed her neck. His nibbling lips moved down between her shoulder blades to the small of her back. Wrapping his hands around the firm cheeks of her ass, he kissed down into her ass-crack. He licked and sucked at her damp, quivering assflesh.

She held her breath, waiting to see how far he would go.

He pushed his hot wet tongue deeper into the sweaty cleft of her ass. Soon, he was pressing his face firmly between her asscheeks, his nose caught at the top of her asscrack, his tongue probing and tickling at her tingling little asshole.

"Oh, Jesus!" she moaned.

He rose up on his knees. Gripping her at the hips, he pulled her ass up. She moved her knees forward for support. He pushed her thighs farther apart and pressed against the small of her back. He now had her kneeling with her head and shoulders on the mattress and her ass in the air.

He looked directly down at her fat, dark haired cunt and winking asshole. Grabbing his cock, he worked the head of it into her juicy cunt. Ht pushed forward. She vented a grunt of approval as his thick cock sank smoothly into her slippery cunt.

Pumping, twisting, slamming his belly against her bouncing ass, he fucked her from the rear. She moaned, writhed, and pressed back against his thrusts. His cock-shift felt wonderful as it pistoned in and out of her steaming cunt. At the end of each stroke, his balls slapped deliciously against her dripping cunt-lips.

He suddenly pulled out of her. She rolled over on her back with a groan. Amazed, she watched him walk over to the sink and run cold water over his cock. He chuckled when he saw the look of surprise in her eyes.

"I'm cooling it off," he said. "I don't like my gun to go off until I'm good and ready." Then he added: "How'd you like to do something different?"

"Like what?" Christie said.

"You ever had it in the backdoor?"

Christie laughed. "It's been a while since the last time," she said. "But let's try it. We'll have to use something, though. What about your shaving cream?"

Ryan chuckled. "Good idea," he said. He brought over a can, of shaving cream. Christie anointed his cock with white foam, spreading it over the entire length of his bloated cock, and then she lay back on the bed to dab some on her asshole.

His eyes glittering, Ryan looked down at her target. Small, brown, and puckered, her asshole lay between the proudly swelling mounds of her ass like a tiny wrinkled flower. "It looks awfully small," he said. "Are you sure that's where you want it?"

Christie ignored the silly question. She climbed up on her hands and knees, lowered her head and shoulders to the mattress, and offered Ryan her ass.

"Get to work!" she said.

His cock twitching, Ryan bellied up to her asscheeks. He aimed his fat cock-head at her asshole. Christie moaned when she felt his cock-head rubbing against her asshole.

"Come on, lover," she said. "Get it in!"

Holding his cock in place with one hand, he steadied himself by holding onto her hip with the other. He pushed forward. At first, her asshole refused to open up, but then Christie suddenly relaxed and his cock-head snapped into her tight ass-channel. He continued pushing forward, slowly sliding the length of his cock into her hot, rubbery ass-tunnel.

"Oh, God!" Christie groaned.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Christie said. She loved having a cock in her ass. It always hurt a little, especially when the man had a thick cock, but after a moment or two her ass-muscles reined and the only thing left was an incredibly pleasurable feeling. She adored a cock in her pussy, but her ass was about ten times more sensitive. She reached a hand back and worked her fingers between her cunt-lips. If Ryan could last long enough, she'd be able to get an orgasm going in both her holes!

Taking hold of her hips, he began thrusting his cock. Each jab of his fuck-meat into her ass brought a cry of total pleasure from her throat. She kept her fingers working on her clit. When she pushed a finger into her cunt, she could feel his cock on the other side of the partition between her cunt-hole and asshole.