Naughty Nurses Novels & Stories

To her, I was just another dumb slut who’d gotten herself knocked up. It worked to my advantage that she underestimated me. “Can I at least use the bathroom? Please? I feel like throwing up,” I said meekly, making my voice small. The nurse rolled her eyes so hard I’m surprised they didn’t get stuck. “Fine.” She slapped her clipboard down on the counter with a loud clatter. “Two minutes. And if you try anything stupid, your sugar daddy will hear of it. Understand?” I nodded obediently, dropping my gaze to the floor like a scolded child. “Yes. Thank you.”

Master Javen strickly commanded. "Yes Master," the two nurses left with the baby. Mrs. Adel and Russo followed them. Master Javen waited for Jade. In the nursery room, the Medrex twins were separated from other babies. A divider panel was installed to separate them. Other people can not see the babies in the nursery room, the glass was covered with a curtain, only the family Medrex could have a peep.

She began spitting out the contents in her mouth, "We could have just ordered pizza, fucking pizza!" Moments later the girls sat in front of the TV munching on pizza and drinking coke with the burnt lasagna in the dustbin where it belongs. "I think I would spend the night here." Sarah yawned, "It would be nice to sleep in a soft bed like yours." "No problem." Red shrugged. She like Sarah's company anyway. They remained there in front of the Television before to eventually fell asleep with the TV still on and with no one paying attention to the loud cackling laughter of sponge Bob's Square pants.

I placed my ears in the door for more clearance but couldn't quite get what it was. I opened the knob and saw her big boobs bounce up and down as he slowly thrust her wet pussy. If this was uploaded on pornhub, it probably would have been titled "Man fucks the nerdy secretary." He looked into her eyes as he held both her legs on his shoulders, giving her a missionary of her life on the desk while she moans in pleasure. She licked her index fingers and placed them down her pussy, rubbing them slowly in circles while he pounded on her as she couldn't get enough of him.

It's also going to be mafia themed. With this, Daddy's Naughty Secret has finally come to an end. I'm glad you enjoyed the book and followed through despite everything. Thank you for your views, your likes and comments. I hope to see you all when I'm back with a new book ( it might not be the book two of DNS though ).

As we ran down towards Vittoria's room, as the cameras had shown us, my heart was almost beating louder than the numerous footsteps hitting hard on the floor. Since the kid hadn't placed cameras in people's rooms, well, private areas, none of us knew what we'd find there. It could be an unconscious boy. A badly beaten one or, worst-case scenario—a corpse. I would never forgive myself if he was killed because of my stupidity. My nerves spiked as we ran in. Dante kicked down the locked bathroom door and went inside. Marco held me back from following them. I was the nurse. I was the one who was supposed to go in first. I glared at him. He probably thought he was safe. Ha! There was no way I was

“Oh fuck, you are so big inside me. I love how you fill your naughty nurse completely.” Dr. Black groaned loudly and pulled on the stethoscope ties. “Your cunt feels amazing, Miss Clara. So tight and wet. You are my perfect naughty nurse. Ride me harder please.” I started moving my hips faster. I rode him with strong, confident strokes while my breasts bounced above him. The examination table creaked under us as I took control. “Yes, just like that,” I moaned. “Your cock is hitting so deep. I have been fantasizing about fucking you right here in your own office. Tell me how much you love being used by your naughty nurse.” I leaned forward and bit his neck lightly while grinding down on him.

Nyra Caleb doesn’t even slow down. We step into the familiar corridor—red, blue, and purple lights glowing over doors, moans already curling into the hallway. The scenes hit harder this time, even though I know what to expect. My eyes flick to a couple through a cracked door—her head thrown back in ecstasy, his hands pinning her thighs. Another room, blue-lit, has a trio tangled on a bed, laughter mixing with breathy cries. It’s everything I saw before, and somehow it still feels new. More intimate. More intense. My gaze lingers too long and I force myself to look, heat creeping up my neck. I should be used to this. I’m not.

“But… I haven’t changed yet, I’m still wearing my lab coat…” “And I came dressed as a cowboy. We match just fine like this.” Her colleagues chuckled softly, now all admiring the romantic gesture. “Go on, Patrícia! Go have lunch with your ‘movie cowboy,’ girl!” one of the nurses joked, making everyone burst into laughter. She took off her lab coat, fixed her hair, and walked toward him. Augusto took her hand and led her to the exit like a gentleman. “So, where are we going?” she asked, smiling.

This was a fortress of healing for the elite Nepo Alpha’s and Beta’s. I stepped off the bus, my heart starting that familiar, frantic dance. Every time I came here, I felt like a smudge on a clean window. My hoodie was faded, my jeans had a hole in the knee, and I carried the scent of the club like a brand. "Okay, game face," Sasha muttered, snapping her surgical loupes down over her eyes for no apparent reason other than to look intimidating. "If any of these nurses look at you funny, I’ll tell them I’m here to audit their hygiene protocols and start failing people at random."