Robert Vickers - Doctor_s naughty helpers

She thrust out her boobs to make sure the doctor couldn't miss the way her nipples pressed into the starched uniform. Not content with taunting Dr. Carson in just one way, the nurse crossed her legs and gave the man a glimpse of her white stock-clad thighs. That brief flash of tender, firm thigh would be more than enough to give him a raging hard-on, she was certain.

Jill Maynard was right. She saw the sweat begin to bead on Dr. Carson's forehead. In a few minutes, he would be horny enough to leap across the desk, rip her uniform off and fuck the hell out of her. That pleased her. She was going to get when she wanted.

"So you see, Miss Maynard," the doctor said unconvincingly, "that isn't as easy as you seem to think. Hiring new personnel is a matter properly placed before the Board of Directors."

"But a nurse's aide isn't a major expenditure. Try it as a temporary program. A trial program."

"I assume you have someone in mind?"

"Sure. Her name is Suzanne Abbott, a friend of my sister. But that isn't really important, is it? I mean, if you do hire her, you'd want me to give you a full report."

"Yes, uh, in depth report," he muttered. Then his eyes snapped back to the nurse's green eyes. Her jade colored eyes danced with merriment. He dropped his gaze to those hypnotic tits of hers. The way they swayed to and fro gave his cock the jitters. It pulsed and throbbed every time the woman moved. Those big boobs were so inviting. He would love to shove them into his mouth and suck like hell.

And why didn't she wear a bra? That was hospital regulation. And he could understand why, now. This was too damned distracting. If she entered an operating room looking like that – even with one button undone to display the flare of snowy white titflesh – the doctor would lose his concentration and could kill the patient. And all because one nurse had really nice tits.

She crossed her legs and Dr. Carson felt as if he was going to blow his wad. He hated himself for reacting like this. It was as if he were a teenaged kid looking to get his first piece of ass. She excited him. He felt his cock straining hard against the prison of his trousers. He nervously rubbed his finger across his chin, wanting to pull his prick out and stroke it, but not daring to.

She was making it hard for him and she reveled in that knowledge. Leaning back in the straight backed chair, she thrust her long, tapering legs out in front of her. She chastely crossed her legs again, just at the ankle. But somehow, she managed to get a second button undone on her uniform. The bulge of her creamy tits threatened to rush out and into sight.

Thinking about Dr. Carson and his reputedly long, hard and wonderful prick made the nurse's breath come a little faster. She didn't mind a little seducing to get what she wanted. It was all the better when the doctor she was making the play for was supposed to be one of the biggest studs in the hospital. To hear her friends tell it, he was hung like a lusty stallion and had the fucking skill to go with the equipment.

Her nipples began to fill with blood. They pressed even harder against the fabric of her uniform and she knew they looked like tiny mushrooms sprouting in a white field. She made no attempt to hide them. She even licked her lips with just the tip of her pink tongue. There was no way the doctor could miss her message.

"Un, Miss Maynard, this hospital has rules against, uh…" His voice failed him. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his handkerchief.

They both knew the rules. Doctors and nurses weren't supposed to fraternize on the premises. That was a fancy word meaning the staff wasn't supposed to fuck around.

Nobody paid any attention to that rule. Even Dr. Carson knew he often bent the rules a lot. The pressures of being a doctor, of having a patient's life in his hands, was too much not to seek some sort of outlet. And he guessed that Jill realized he would fuck any nurse available after an operation.

He'd operated this morning, a tricky bit of surgery, and he felt the need for a warm, hot, clinging pussy all around his prick.

Damn her and her request for a nurse's aide!

"You look hot, Dr. Carson. Allow me." She stood with liquid grace and glided around the desk to run her slender fingers across his forehead. It took only a few seconds for her hands to drop to his lap and pull out his straining prick.

"Now, look here, Miss Maynard!" he began to protest, if only because he figured he was supposed to. His heart wasn't in it. His prick was in her hand.

He groaned softly, as she squeezed down on his prick. The way his cock leaped and dance in that firm, warm grip proved he wanted her. He leaned back in his swivel chair so that the nurse could get a better hold on his hot cock.

"So big!" she exclaimed. Her eyes widened at the sight of his huge prick. "I'd heard rumors, but I thought they were all bullshit. They, were true! Your cock's at least eight inches long!"

"Eight and a half," he said with some satisfaction.

"I believe it! It… it's so delicious looking!" She dived down, her black mane falling into his lap as her ruby lips fastened on just the tip of his prick.

He almost lost control. The feel of her rough, pink tongue working across his glans thrilled him. He felt his balls churning and tumbling even harder now. His hairy little bag tightened and threatened to squeeze out all his jism. He fought down the fiery tide of his come. It wouldn't do to come just as she began to suck.

His need was great, but there was a matter of pride, too. He had to show her exactly how good he was. Coming at the first touch of her tongue wasn't the way to do it.

She began to make gobbling noises as she hungrily worked on his cock. The long, hard length of manmeat quivered under her tongue as she licked and lapped the sides. She tried to stuff her tongue down his piss-slit. They both knew that was impossible. But just trying gave them both a thrill that couldn't be matched.

"Suck," he ordered. "Suck my cock. Show me how good you can give me a blow job."

She applied a little bit of suction to the purple knob of his prick. Not wanting to go all out yet for fear of his agitated cock erupting, she began to tongue passionately across the glans. His cock surged and bucked hard against her tongue as she licked. Tiring of this, the woman began to go down the side of his hard shaft of cockflesh, kissing and licking and gently nipping at his flesh.

The love bites didn't really hurt. She just wanted to get the blood to come to the surface. The more blood in his prick, the more aroused he would become. Her trick worked. He was writhing around in his swivel chair, his hips lifting and falling.

She immediately licked away any hurt she might have given his prick, but the biting and nibbling had the desired effect. By the time her mouth reached the base of his prick, he was fully aroused and almost begging her to spread her legs to let him fuck her.

She was in no hurry. And from what she'd heard about the doctor, he could handle himself pretty well. She could get her full measure of enjoyment before letting him get his rocks off.

Already she felt the thick rush of blood into her boobs. They strained against the white starched fabric of her blouse, making her uncomfortable. She thought they would explode at any instant from the lust mounting so rapidly inside her chest.

And her cunt! It had long since turned hot. At the sight of heavy, thick prick, she had felt the first urgings of her pussy. It dribbled down the inside of her leg, her panties already soaked with her cunt juices. This excited her tremendously. She loved the agitated feeling in her snatch, the way her bush was drenched with love oils, the way her body demanded long, hard prick thrust into it repeatedly.