David Ingram: Naughty hot nurse

Sarah Rennet pushed the door closed, opened the closet and removed a towel, a washcloth, soap and a large stainless steel basin. She slowly filled the basin with hot water.

It was a two bed room, but one bed was vacant. She went to the bed by the window where a big man lay. Bath of his legs were encased from toe to hip in plaster.

"Hi," Sarah said. "How are you this morning?"

"A hell of a lot better since you got here," he said raising onto his elbows.

Sarah grinned, wrinkled her nose at him. "I get to give you your bath this morning. Jane's husband is sick and she had to stay home and take care of him." Jane was the nurse's aid who gave most of the baths.

"That skinny little broad had a husband? Jesus, it sure don't take much to satisfy some guys."

"Mr. Garfunkel, that wasn't nice," Sarah said.

"Call me Big Ed, everybody does."

"Okay. And I'm Sarah."

"You're new, aintcha? You're a real dolly, Sarah."

"New to this ward. It's my second day in orthopedics. I like it. Can you lift up?"

He lifted up and she slid a rubber sheet under him to keep the bed from getting wet. She wrung out the washcloth and washed his face. He wasn't good looking, but he had a strong, male face.

"Not too hot?"

"Naw, feels great."

She cleaned his neck and ears, dropped the cloth into the pan, and untied his gown. Sarah felt a tiny thrill as she whipped the gown off and dropped it to the floor.

"Hey!" Big Ed cried. He'd gotten used to skinny little Jane seeing him naked – and even a couple of other aids and a nurse or two. But it was a little different with Sarah, she was too young and too pretty.

"Don't be shy, Ed, I'm a nurse. You haven't got anything I haven't seen before." But a quick glance at his cock told her she might be lying. His prick was completely flaccid, but huge, bigger than Barry's when he was hard!

"I ain't shy, Sarah. Ya just took me by surprise," he said.

Sarah soaped the cloth and started washing his chest. He had a beautiful chest, heavily muscled and completely hairless. The breath seemed to clog in her throat and she hoped her hand didn't tremble. It was agony not to look down at his hairy crotch, at his monstrous cock, the likes of which she had never seen before.

Big Ed was a construction worker, about forty, and hard as nails. He'd fallen from a scaffold three stories up, landed on his feet, and broken both ankles. The doctors had said it was a miracle that he hadn't jammed either his knees or his hips.

She washed his dark nipples and watched them harden. She lifted his arm and washed it and a sharp tingle went through her cunt.

"Does that feel good?" she said.

"Yeah. You do it better than them other broads."

She finished his chest and arms. "Lean forward," she said. She washed his back and pushed him back against the pillows. She washed his sides and belly and then looked at his huge cock again. A thrill raced up her spine. His casted legs were spread apart in a vee and his big prick hung loose, one nut showing.

She wrung out the cloth, soaked it, filled it with soap and darted between his legs, gently washing his cock and balls.

Big Ed sucked in and stiffened. None of the aids, or even a nurse, had done it that way. The hot soapy water felt so good, her hand so… God, so erotic!

"Just relax, Ed. We have to get you nice and clean," she said as she continued to wash the length of his cock. "Does that feel nice?"

"Oh, Jesus, lady! That feels heavenly," he gasped.

She felt his cock respond, thickening inside the cloth. Sarah dropped the cloth back in the pan and quickly grasped his erect cock. She held it firmly for several moments, then started to slowly stroke her hand up and down its length.

"My goodness, Big Ed, you're getting bigger," she said.

"Oh, Goddamn, nurse Sarah! That feels so good. Don't stop, please don't stop."

"I won't, Ed. I'm going to do it for a long time," Sarah panted, her cunt tingling wildly. "You're so big." She was amazed, his prick completely filled her hand!

He reached his big hand out and cupped her ass.

"Don't," she cried and brushed his hand away.

He drew it back quickly.

With the fingers of both hands, Sarah slowly peeled his thick foreskin down until his cockhead stood bare. She rolled the skin back up and then down again. "Does that feel good?" she asked. He grunted. "How long has it been, Ed?"

"I fucked Mabel before I went, to work the morning I fell. I ain't so much as had it up since," be gasped.

Sarah gave a little cry. Ed was so crude, so vulgar, so unlike Barry. Barry had never, said that word to her. Her heart was pounding, with excitement. She had done this before – jerked off the male patients whenever she thought she could get away with it. In fact, it was by far the most exciting pan of her job.

"Is Mabel your wife?" she said, steadily pumping his cock.

"Yeah. She ain't purty like you and she's gettin' kind of fat, but she's a lot of woman and likes her cock."

"I like cock, too," Sarah whispered. "How long have you been here?"

"Four weeks yesterday."

"Doesn't she come and visit you?"

"Yeah, every night. We talk for a while, then she reads a book and I stare at the ceiling until visiting hours are over. I tried to get her to crawl up on the bed with me a couple of times, but she wouldn't." He moved his hips along with her hand as he spoke, enjoying the talk because it prolonged his coming.

"I can see why she wouldn't want to get in bed with you. She's probably afraid of hurting you. But she could at least pull the curtain and masturbate you."

"Hell, Mabel never would jack me off! Nobody else ever did, either, besides myself, until now."

"Really? She won't do this?" Sarah said, sliding her hand up and down his cock. She squeezed the naked cock knob, then cupped his nuts in her other hand, thrilled by the way the bag had drawn up tight, pulling his balls snug.

"Really, Sarah," be gasped. "Aw shit, that feels good!"

"Well, I will, I'll jack you off. After four weeks you need it. I'm gonna make you come good." She felt the warm goo from his cock making her hand slippery. He was leaking a lot. "Your cock is so big. I wish I…" She didn't finish.

"Aw, fuck, that is great! Ain't gonna last too much longer," Big Ed gasped.

Sarah stopped. "Let it cool off for a minute. I don't want you to came quite yet." Sarah felt like she might come, too, if she could prolong his hard-on. Sometimes she could come by just imagining a man's cock inside her.

She looked into his eyes and saw they were glazed with lust. He smiled weakly. "Goddamn, Sarah, bring me off! Gotta come," he sighed. She held his cock in a vise-like grip, squeezing off any chance he had of coming before she wanted him to.

She saw his tits, two dark spots on his flat chest with nipples like B-Bs and dropped her lips to the nearest one. Sarah had never sucked a man's tit before and the thrill was instant. She sucked hard and the little nipple pressed against her lips as she started pumping his prick again. Her cunt was throbbing excitedly and she was sure, she would come.

Big Ed was groaning loudly, lifting with his hips, his own come drawing near.

"Pull on it, you little bitch," he snorted. "Pull on it and make it spout!"

She felt his hand on the back of her head softly caressing her hair. She didn't want him to touch her, that would be unfaithful to Barry, but she couldn't stop him, either. His hand felt good, exciting, reassuring. She moved quickly to his other nipple and felt the sweet, sharp pain of an intense orgasm grab at her pussy. She knew she was moaning, but she couldn't help herself. And then she knew Big Ed was coming, too. She turned her head and lay her cheek on his broad chest to watch. It was always an extra thrill to see a man's cock jerk and spit its nasty stuff.