Tickle Nurse Novels & Stories

I heard the tinkling sound of her laughter. "Doctor," A nurse said, rousing me from my trance. I opened my eyes with a jolt and looked down at the child in my hand. "We have to round up," said the nurse. I scoffed and picked up the child again. She was cold to the touch, but I held her close to my chest, cradling it gently until I transferred my body warmth to her. Suddenly, the pale blue color started fading away, and she became red. The nurse went wide eyes as the baby's fingers twitched once, and soon, her whole limbs were kicking.

Shea gave the nurse a side eye then she turned to me and scoffed. “She’s flirting with you.” She said not minding that the nurse was hearing her. “But I’m into you.” I told her as I rubbed her back. She blushed and pulled her lips into her mouth. So cute. The nurse cleared her throat as she placed her chair in front of Shea. The nurse asked Shea to stretch out her hand, then she removed the bandage that was used to wrap the wound. I gasped as I stared at the cut, the flesh around it was deep pink.

“Don’t get too comfortable. You aren’t done yet.” I looked up, trying to catch my breath. The nurse from earlier—the one who had led me here—was already standing a few feet away. She had one leg hiked up on the railing, her pussy exposed and glistening. She was fingering herself, her eyes locked on me with a hungry look. It seemed like she had been watching the scene this whole time. She was thrusting her fingers deep into herself, her moans loud and clear. “I’ve been waiting for my turn, Intern. I want to taste what Doc has given you.”

“Oh, goodie, you’re awake.” Glancing over my shoulder, I scan the nurse who grins wider than the Cheshire cat. “We were really worried about you, you know. It was my first experience with a high-risk patient, I almost peed my pants the moment they brought you in. Oh, I’m Lily, by the way.” While the nurse keeps expressing her worries about my health, I observe her. Lily is young, in her early twenties, and a childish soul. Perhaps she’s a professional in her field, but the piggy-tails make her look like a preteen.

said the nurse inviting Nicko in. The nurse accidentally nudged Nicko's arm. Then he blinked, and Nicko realized that the nurse had just unbuttoned his top button. The nurse handed over a piece of paper and handed it to Nicko, "This is my number, you can call me anytime. I know this is very sad for you sir." Nicko crumpled the paper the nurse had given him and frowned. But the nurse just smiled and instead was determined to get closer to Nicko until they almost touched.

There was a vase on the bedside table filled with white lilies whose fragrance was filling the whole room. Dragging a table Nicolas placed it near the bed then they started decorating the table with all the gifts and the cake. Meanwhile when they were busy decorating the room an old woman in a nurse’s dress entered silently. Nodding her head, she greeted both of them with a warm gesture. Then she became busy injecting and checking the machines which were placed next to Naira’s bed. “Are you done with decoration and everything?” The nurse asked affectionately. Nicolas immediately replied with a bright and childish smile on his face, “Yes mam. Are you going to wake her up?”

I would love to kiss Mark but it doesn't feel right at all, I'm sure his ex-wife wouldn't want that and even if she would be grateful to me for taking care of her kids she will hate me for stealing her husband. Then the nurse from the other day walked in, she smiled at me but I didn't return the gesture. "Good evening Ma'am, I'm here to check up on you again" She chuckled awkwardly when I didn't reply. "Just call me Sofia, I think we've passed the point of formality we have met before," I remarked and she nodded. "I'm Nurse Rachelle Fallon" She introduced and I nodded, "You already know my name, so I guess we are good now" I retorted.

For twenty years, nobody had ever seen through their game before. Yet, this rookie nurse did in less than fifteen minutes. “That’s impossible,” Chris whispered, stripping away the fake Charles act as he stared at her like she just grew two heads. Spirit slid off her chair, grabbing her phone from the dining table. She looked down at the three stunned brothers, her eyes flashing proudly like a genius. “I’m your nurse, boys,” Spirit grinned, giving them a triumphant wink as she turned toward the door.

I blink the stupid tears away and give him a small smile. I don't pull away from him. I need his touch... Not to mention my legs still feel like they are going to disappear on me. I don't know if it was from the attempted rape, shock, or whatever the hell John drugged me with, but my entire body is shaky. The nurse looks at me up and down as I approach, and for a moment her professional mask slips and she looks really upset before she places a strained smile. "Let's get you looked at," she says gently. "My name is Evelyn, and I'll be your nurse tonight."

“But I called you here to apologize to you.” I stared at her in surprise. That wasn’t what I was expecting at all. “Sorry?” “I realized that coming at you the way I did was very unprofessional,” she said. “I acted impulsively on an unconfirmed news. Also, it’s your personal life and I shouldn’t have meddled. For that, I’m sorry.” Nurse Betty didn’t seem the type to express remorse which made me wonder what her reason for apologizing to me was, because there was no way she was giving me a genuine apology.