Her mouth was a mess of spit and need, strings of it dripping down my shaft as she gagged herself on me over and over. The sight alone made me want to lose it inside her throat, but I wasn’t done yet. Not by a long shot.I gripped her hair, pulling her off with a wet pop. Her lips were swollen, glistening, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.“Enough,” I growled, pushing her back against the counter. “Now it’s my turn.”Her eyes went wide as I shoved her tights down in one brutal tug, the thin fabric ripping at the seam. She gasped, but she didn’t stop me. Didn’t push me away.Her pussy was right there, bare, wet, already glistening like she’d been waiting for me this whole time.“Fuck…” I muttered, almost laughing at the sight. “Dad’s been eating like a king.”I dropped to my knees before she could answer, spreading her thighs wide until she nearly stumbled back against the fridge. Her scent hit me first—sweet, musky, intoxicating. My cock twitched, but I ignored it. R
The scrub top stretched over her chest, not hiding a damn thing, just making me wonder what those breasts looked like bouncing free. Did they admit me to a hospital or a whore house? I really can't say.She leaned over me to set a tray on the table. That’s when I noticed her ass, round, full, straining her uniform like it was about to burst.Fuck.I shifted in bed, my cock twitching with a mind of its own. I was still half hard from earlier, and the sight of this nurse bending over me didn’t help.She bent further, reaching for something just out of her grasp, and I had the perfect angle. Her top gaped slightly at the neckline, giving me a flash of cleavage, soft skin begging to be sucked. My mouth watered. This was another level of temptation served right to my bed.I licked my lips without shame, eyes locked on the deep valley between her tits.If she noticed, she didn’t say anything. But her cheeks turned the faintest pink when she straightened and caught the way I was staring.“
I smirked against her sweat soaked skin, still grinding my cock deep, making sure she took every drop.“Don’t behave like a child,” I rasped, giving her ass another sharp smack that made her yelp. “You’re a nurse. You know exactly what to take to flush it out.”Her chest heaved, her eyes wild, torn between terror and the raw aftershocks of pleasure still rattling her body.And I just grinned, my cock still twitching inside her used, dripping pussy.She pulled her mouth off my dick after sucking my cum with a wet pop, strings of spit and cum glistening between her lips and the head of my cock. Her chest was heaving, face flushed, eyes wide like she couldn’t believe what she’d just done.And yet I knew. I felt it. She gave in to me completely.She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, almost ashamed, and staggered off me. Her tits jiggled as she stood, her torn bra hanging uselessly from one strap, tights rolled down around her thighs. My cock, thick and shining with her spit, sl
Her pussy swallowed me whole, hot, dripping, gripping so tight I nearly lost it the second she sank down on me.“Fuuuck, Nurse,” I groaned, my head slamming back into the pillow, hands locked to her waist. “That cunt’s milking me already.”She was moaning nonstop, hips rolling as her thighs clapped against mine. Wet, filthy sounds echoed with every bounce, her pussy sucking me back in like it didn’t want to let go.“Ahh, ahhh, god so fucking big—” she gasped, her words breaking into sharp cries as she slammed down harder.I grabbed her tits, squeezing, smacking them together before latching back onto her nipple, biting hard until she squealed. My tongue flicked fast, my teeth tugging the swollen bud while my cock split her pussy wide open.Her hands clawed my chest, her nails dragging down my skin, leaving red streaks. She was riding like a woman possessed, her moans turning into babbles, messy little cries between every bounce.“Uhh, ahhh oh fff so deep ahhh fuck, fuckfuckfuck—”Her
She looked at me for a long moment, biting her lip like she was about to make the worst mistake of her life but something was pushing her to do despite what the consequences may be.Her white uniform clung to her curves, the zipper at her chest undone just enough to show the swell of cleavage. She’d been trying to act professional all this while, keeping her distance while checking vitals and pretending she didn’t notice my cock hardening under the thin hospital blanket every damn time she leaned over me to check my health.“You’re… you’re not even ashamed, are you?” she whispered, her voice shaking.“No,” I said flatly, my hand lazily stroking the base. “Not when you’ve been staring at it this whole time.”Her breath caught. The denial never came.She took a shaky step forward, her thighs pressing together under that tight white skirt.“Touch it again,” I ordered. My voice left no room for hesitation.Her hand trembled as it wrapped around me. Warm, soft, her manicured fingers barel
Patient’s POVI still can’t believe they admitted me for this.I’m forty eight, not eighty. Sure, I’ve had my share of small health hiccups, but nothing life ending. And yet here I am, in this hospital bed, hooked up like some fragile thing because of what? A complication so minor I almost didn’t even come in.They said it was a necessary observation. Necessary, my ass. I know my body. I didn’t need to be rushed through the paperwork, stripped of my clothes, and thrown into this gown that doesn’t cover a damn thing. Now I’m sentenced to a full week of stale air, fluorescent lights, and the constant beeping of machines that never shut up.The worst part? The waiting. Hours blur into each other here. Nurses walk in and out like clockwork, checking vitals, writing notes, never really looking at me. Doctors sweep by, speak in clipped tones, then disappear. I’m just another bed, another number in their rotation.At home, I had a routine. Coffee strong enough to wake the dead, work that