Real Hot Nurse Novels & Stories

I press my forehead against the cool glass, and fall asleep. When I reach my apartment, I kick off my shoes, drop my bag on the couch, and head straight for my laptop. My hands are a little shaky as I open my email. There it is. An unread message, subject line: CONFIDENTIAL – Private Nursing Opportunity My heart races. I click it open. Dear Miss Williams, You have been recommended for a highly exclusive position. Should you accept, you will enter into a contract of utmost confidentiality. Details will be provided upon agreement. Compensation is significant. The decision must be made swiftly. Do you accept it?

No hesitation, no holding back. Her moans were filthy. “Oh my God, Ronan,” she gasped, her breath hitching as she bounced faster. “You needed a wellness check, huh?” Fuck. Fuck. I knew that voice. Nikki. The same damn nurse who checked my temperature three nights ago. The one who smiled at Ronan like she had just discovered Jesus in scrubs. It hadn’t even been three days. I was stunned and disgusted. Ronan smirked beneath her, his abs flexing with each thrust. “Told you I was sick.”

She seemed to be having some effects over me. Without a word to her, she touched my chin, "Stop acting innocent hunny, you are too hot and I can't let you go that way!" This nurse said. I couldn't believe that this stories and movie's about nurses were true. This was like a dream come true, but I still had to make her plead and beg me to fuck her. "I am innocent, I don't think you should be doing this? Do you do this to all your clients?" I asked her.

My body instantly relaxed as I heard his voice. “Alec?” I asked as a sob hit me. “Too bright.” “We have to get an I.V in her before her body shuts down from the cold. She is hypothermic and will die!” The male voice said. Shrinking away from him, I held onto Alec like my life depended on it. “She has been through sever trauma in the past. Is there a female doctor? She isn’t afraid of females.” I heard a voice I recognized. “Kristen. I am a nurse and I want to help you. Can I touch you?” The softest voice sounded to me.

A NEW LIFE. Giordana. "Hi, Miss Quinton, How are y'all doing today?" The chocolate skinned nurse asked as I trudged into the hospital. Smiling, I waved at the ever-friendly Nurse Marla, who had been a very wonderful help to me since I started working at the hospital. "We're all good but tired," I replied in a weary tone. "Oh, I can see that, I'll come to give you a foot massage later," she chirped to which I smiled in appreciation.

I asked, “Is something wrong ?” The nurse asked, “Yeah, my aunt's hands are too cold, and she isn't responding to my touch.'' I spoke in fear and panic. “Calm down, let me call the doctor.'' “Thank you.'' I hurried back to the room and fixed my gaze on her.

“Have you eaten?” “Not lately.” “Hungry?” “No.” She took his temperature, despite his protests. She jokingly threatened to call Andy over so he could hold him down while she took it rectally. That earned her more glares. When she filled a cup with cold medicine, Brenden finally softened. “You’re such a cute little nurse,” he said, nodding towards her outfit. It was the scrubs she wore to work and certainly nothing out of a sexual fantasy. “You’re noticing just now?” she joked.

"These are all state-owned hospitals. The conditions are so so. The private ones are where it's at." "This one will give you its hospital shares directly." "You also get an annual salary of 10 million dollars and only have to work three days a week." "This one's even better. They said that all the nurses in their hospital are pretty." Jeanette blinked at Jason. "Are you tempted?" Jeanette smiled. Jason pulled Jeanette aside in exasperation. "No wonder that girl was so nervous when she was calling. They must be worried about this!" Jason smiled. "Grandma, he's bullying me." Jeanette acted cute to the old woman with a look of dissatisfaction.

“About fucking time. I’ve been waiting for my evening check-up.” I swallowed hard, trying to stay professional. “Good evening, Mr. Kane. I’ll start with your vitals and then check on that leg.” I approached the bed, leaning over him to adjust the blood pressure cuff. As I did, my heavy breasts hung right in front of his face, nearly spilling out. I felt his hot breath on my cleavage. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “Those are some massive fucking tits you’re carrying, nurse. You sure they don’t get in the way of your job?”

I opened my mouth to argue, but Kelly cut me off. "Name your price," Kelly said, her business instincts kicking in. "Whatever it takes for you to help." The nurse's face flushed red with anger. "How dare you?" she snapped. "You think just because you're rich, you can insult me by throwing money around? I told you what my job is. I'll be waiting outside your hotel room until it's time to leave. You have sixty-five minutes left."