Nurse Tickle Novels & Stories

"Yea-yeah, don't be angry my husband who is the most handsome in the universe, it's natural for me to ask, because you two haven't met for a long time, so what's your reaction? Shocked, surprised or happy." "What? Happy? Hmm, really asking to be punished." Nathan immediately turned Nina over and tickled her beautiful body. Nina squealed, writhing and giggling. Nathan was well aware of his wife's sensitive areas, which, when touched, made Nina squirm. "Please Nathany, I'm tickled..." Nathan continued to tickle until, finally, the tickling turned into hot fondling. Nathan's warm lips travelled up her body, and he whispered warmly in Nina's ear.

Tham flashed his signature smile, assuming she was just starstruck. “C-could I get your autograph?” Her hands trembled with nervous excitement. “Sure thing. But could you please finish removing the lady’s IV first?” “Yes, of course!” She quickly turned her attention to the small patient, carefully pulling the needle from her arm. However, her nerves got the better of her. Her hands were shaking so much that the needle dragged, leaving a small, stinging scratch on Star’s pale skin. “I’m so sorry!” the nurse gasped, her face draining of color.

He simultaneously found the time to massage her mounds. “Ahhhhhann! Rogan~” Nina mewled. Nina realized that something slipped into her. Looking down, she saw a small little tube in his hand. It was a tube in Rogan’s hand that was entering her and most of it had already entered. The tip of the tube was pointy but not sharp and as it rubbed her inner walls. It felt as though a tongue was licking her insides. It tickled her so much that Nina couldn’t help but try to reach out to pull it out; however, Nina was pressed down, unable to move. She could only instinctively contract her inner walls to stop the tickling feeling.

he asked. The nurse, who had been stealing glances at the handsome man since he first walked in, stammered as soon as he approached her. She hurriedly checked the list of doctors currently on duty and gave him directions to the room he requested. Only after hearing his thanks and watching him walk away did she let out a sigh of relief. She had practically held her breath, seeing the young man known as Bimantara's second son suddenly standing right in front of her. Like a fan seeing her favorite idol, the nurse jumped up from her chair and ran to the room behind the information desk, letting out a squeal once she disappeared behind the wall.

Minus Three days later, I was climbing the fucking walls. I’d had my fill of hospital food, daytime TV, and the never-ending cycle of good nurse/bad nurse. I swear to awkward teenaged-years Jesus, there’s never been a profession that attracts both living saints and utter masochists. “Good morning, baby,” a voice sweeter than any of my nurses surrounded me as Cricket entered the room, her arms filled with a giant wicker basket. “I love it when you call me that,” I said, as she leaned down to kiss me.

I wasn’t running off, I just needed to pee and be on my own for a second! “Erm... well...” he stuttered, scratching the back of his head and running his fingers through his hair. That is a nervous tick of his, he does it when he is uncomfortable. “Well, if you get back in bed, I'll get the nurse. She will bring you one of those things...” he starts but I can see where he is going, so I cut him off.

She grabbed the nurse's arm and blurted out, "Don't." The nurse burst into tears as the force of Nicole's hand was too much for her. She quickly nodded at Nicole to signal that she would do nothing. Only then did Nicole let go of her hand and listen intently to the heartbeat of Mr. Riddle Sr. After determining his heart rate and strength, she put down the stethoscope and left the ward without saying a word. The nurse looked at Nicole from behind and said indignantly, "What is she? She shouldn't have played with the medical gear. She doesn't respect the doctor at all."

The moment feels light and easy, like a piece of our old selves slipping back into place. But then, an itch prickles at my arm, quickly spreading across my chest. I frown, scratching lightly. “Stacy, is it me, or am I suddenly really itchy?” Before she can respond, the door swings open, and a nurse steps in, clipboard in hand. She looks up from her notes and notices me scratching. “Ah, Alpha, that’s normal. It’s likely from lying still for so long and not being cleaned properly since you were admitted,” she explains with a professional smile.

The usual nurse comes through the door with some supplies along with the OB doctor, who is only holding a chart. "Blood time, sweetheart!" the nurse sings in such a voice that it makes Skylar turn her head towards her. The nurse smiles gently when she sees she got her attention and begins placing the tourniquet around the upper part of Skylar's arm. "Just a pinch!" Skylar's face scrunches up in discomfort as the nurse pierces her skin and starts to take the blood. While the nurse handles her, I stand up from my chair and make my way over to Doctor Johnson as she writes some new info on Skylar's patient info board. "Care to share?" I point to the new writing on the board.

I glared at this nurse and she smirked at me and she put her hands around my neck rubbing the hair on the head of my back in a slow motion. "Can't you tell?" she grinned. I briefly turned my eyes upward and looked straight into her eyes and gave her a mocking smile. "You're silly! You came here to take good care of my brother not to seduce me!" I said and she chuckled a little bit and put her index finger to my lips. "Shhh! Well, can't you tell I'm interested in you? It's the reason why I volunteered here!" she whispered like a kid, babaytalk they called.