Sexy Real Nurse Novels & Stories

Elena was still straddling Sarah’s face, her own body trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm, while Sarah’s muffled moans vibrated against the nurse’s slick folds. Standing in the doorway was Nurse Alex Rivera, our new male night-shift nurse. Twenty-nine, tall and athletic with short black hair, warm brown skin, and a lean, muscled build that filled out his dark blue scrubs perfectly. He’d only been with the clinic for a month, but I’d already noticed the easy confidence in his movements and the way his dark eyes lingered a little too long during handoffs.

The men cheered. Next, Jax climbed between her legs and thrust into her in one hard push. Elena cried out. He fucked her deep. Short harsh thrusts that made his hips slam against hers at massive musculine force. Her tits bounced violently with every harsh thrust. The truck creaking under them. She moaned uncontrollably "Ahh ah ah. Oh God... “Take it, nurse,” Jax growled loud enough for the camp to hear. “This is your new job from now nurse - Getting fucked whenever I want.”

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.

I'm not going to lie, it was one hell of a connection. The late-night talk, the belly laughs, and the sex – Oh. My. God. If it weren't for the part about having a baby, I'd jump at the opportunity to help him get his trust fund and advance my career in the process.

I sat down in front of her and introduced myself. I asked her name but she got up from her seat walking towards the table in front of the bartender. She ordered another drink and I decided to follow her. Suddenly I felt my phone in my pocket vibrating. I took it out and found a message from Mason. Bet you 1.000 dollars that she's cheap. Ask her to sleep with you and if she agrees.. 1.000 dollar will be yours. - Mason

Why won’t these annoying girls leave him alone? With her eyes fixed on my baby, she leans forward and lets her ample breast nearly fall out of her low-cut shirt while her hand lightly touches Alex’s thigh. She licks her lips and in a low seductive voice, she asks, “I can help you. I’ll be your personal nurse. We can start with a sponge bath this afternoon. When and where would you like to meet? I’ll make sure to scrub all your hard to reach spots.” What the….

Nurse Alexa. And she had undone the first few buttons of her uniform. She wasn't wearing any bra so her breasts were all out for display. Lucas looked at her obviously fake breasts without any interest. He had known that the nurse was interested in him but he never cared because he never thought of returning the affection. He just never expected her to go this far. "Nurse Alexa, what are you doing?" Lucas asked in a stern voice. The nurse smiled. "Hello Doctor Lucas. Like what you see?" She asked sluttily.

I grabbed the sides of the table, my fingers digging into the thin paper cover, my knuckles turning white as I tried to hold on. Inside my head I kept thinking, holy shit this is actually happening, a woman is sucking on my tits right here in the exam room and I’m losing my mind over how good it feels. I have spent years pushing these thoughts down, pretending I didn’t get wet when I saw pretty girls, and now this beautiful nurse is making my pussy drip like a faucet. I want her so bad it hurts. Ara kept grinding her bare pussy against the front of my jeans, sliding her slick wet lips up and down the rough seam right over my clit.

Sofia, a young woman, enters Dr. Chris Rahal's consultation room, where the tension from their previous intimate encounter lingers. Despite the professional setting, their chemistry is undeniable. The routine checkup turns into a passionate encounter, leading to a raw and intense sexual experience. ************************** The nurse’s voice broke the silence in the waiting room, her tone gentle yet firm as she called out, “Dr. Rahal will see you now.” The door to the consultation room creaked open, revealing a sliver of warm, golden light that spilled into the antiseptic-scented air.

I hadn’t come here to be seen. I just wanted to see him. To confirm he wasn’t a dream wrapped in trauma and adrenaline. I stepped into the nearest break room and gripped the edge of the counter. My palms were sweating. What was I doing? I wasn’t some rookie nurse who caught feelings during a trauma rush. I knew better. I’d been around long enough to know the difference between adrenaline and attachment. Between reaction and reality. And yet, I couldn’t stop the way my chest was tightening. Not with panic. Not quite with longing. Something stranger. A pull.