Three-Way Nurse

CHAPTER SIX

"You've been avoiding me," Steve Gorman said.

Stretched out like a lazy cat, Christie watched the young intern move slowly toward the bed. Steve Gorman was the second man in her life. In the end, it would be either Brad or Steve. Sometime soon she would have to make a decision – assuming, of course, she didn't murder Nurse Biddle and wind up in jail.

Her eyes caressed the muscular strength of Steve's naked body. He approached her with his gaze fixed between her outstretched legs. His heavy cock touched her thigh as he positioned himself beside her on the bed. His hands moved to her tits. His touch was light and knowing. Her nipples immediately responded, hardening and throbbing with desire. She leaned into his gently massaging fingers. A contented purring sound escaped from her lips.

The corners of her mouth turning up in a soft smile, she slipped a hand down to his crotch and took his cock between her fingers. Her hand gradually tightened around his thick cock-shaft.

"Yeah, baby," he said. "That feels nice." With a short grunt, he pushed his fuck-meat into her clutching fingers.

Christie ran the ball of her thumb over the smooth, tight skin of his cock-head. She dabbed at the fluid welling out of his cock-slit and spread it over the surface of his spongy cock-knob. She ran her fingertips up and down his fat, pulsing shaft, tracing out the network of thick veins. The one certain thing about Steve Gorman was that he had an impressive cock.

She suddenly gasped at the touch of Steve's hot, wet mouth on the hard nipple of her right tit. His tongue lashed out to caress her long, sensitive nipple-tip. She could feel the sharp edges of his teeth tightening on her nipple. She pushed her tit against his face and moaned.

"That's it!" she said. "Suck it!"

She moved a hand to the back of his head and pulled his face into her tit-flesh. The harder he sucked on her nipple, the harder she pumped on his cock. He began humping his ass, fucking his throbbing cock in and out of her hand. She could feel his steaming cockhead pressing against the side of her body. Her eyes clamped shut. She shivered at the exquisite sensation produced by his mouth on her swollen nipple.

She rolled on her side to make it easier for him to play with her tits. The palm of her hand rubbed against the bloated head of his cock. Her other hand continued pumping the full length of his pulsing cock-shaft. She moved the tip of his cock to the hairy mound of her cunt. She could feel the wetness between her legs. She could feel the soft, wet lips of her pussy kissing his swollen cock. She fitted his fat cock-head to the mouth of her cunt and their bodies began moving in rhythm.

She suddenly snapped back her hips, pulling her wet cunt off of his cock. "Not yet," she said. "Eat me first. Suck my pussy before we fuck!"

Steve looked at her and grinned. "You're a hot-assed bitch, aren't you?" he said. He began sliding down the front of her body. The coolness of the air-conditioned hospital room brought a quiver to the nipples of her trembling tits. Steve's long, hot tongue left a wet trail across her belly. His face was soon poised over the steaming gulch of her sweet-smelling cunt. His strong fingers held her fleshy thighs. Lewdly smacking his lips, he pressed his face into the hairy dampness of her crotch.

"Suck me!" Christie hissed. She rammed her cunt against his handsome mouth.

He moved his hands behind her to cup her asscheeks. He rolled her over onto her back. She wrapped her legs around his neck and drove her heels against his shoulder blades. She babbled and mewled as his tongue toyed with her stiff clit. He moved his tongue down to probe the deep cavern of her dripping cunt. Christie moaned when she felt the warm muscle of his tongue pistoning in and out of her cunt-hole like a small cock.

"Oh, Jesus!" she cried. "I love that! Fuck me with your tongue!"

His fingers massaged the heavy globes of her ass, pulling her body up to meet each new thrust. She tossed her head and rocked her body from side to side. Shivers of excitement surged through her body when she felt his fingertips creeping into the deep crack between her asscheeks. She gasped when he began playing with the tight muscular ring of her asshole. With a sudden, growl of passion, she pushed him away and forced him to stretch out on his back.

Steve grinned. "You're the boss," he said. He knew she'd bring him to the very peak of excitement and then drain every drop of jism out of his balls. He folded the pillow under his head. His eyes raked up and down the length of her body.

Sighing, Christie leaned over him. Her heavy tits fell forward, her long, dark nipples swaying, over his chest.

"Stick out your tongue," she giggled.

When his red, pulpy tongue obediently came out of his mouth, she dropped her spongy nipple onto its wet surface. She teased him with one tit and then the other until both her nipples glistened with his saliva. She kept her right hand working up and down on his thick cock. Once again, Steve moved a hand to her ass and tickled her asshole. She kissed him and sucked his tongue into her mouth. Then he pulled her face away and her wet lips and tongue caressed his neck. She was soon working her mouth over his shoulders and hairy chest. Wrapping her lips around one of his tiny nipples she sucked at it as she squirmed down the length of his body.

She rested the side of her face against his hard belly and pressed the thick shaft of his cock into her tits. Her tongue probed his navel. She rolled his hot cock against her sweaty flesh. Moving her face farther down, she poised her mouth over, his swollen, throbbing cock-head.

"Suck it!" he hissed. "Come on, baby! Get it in there and suck it!"

Extending her tongue out as far as possible, she began licking the full length of his fuckmeat. She licked up and down, from the base of his cock to the tiny slit at the tip of his bulging cock-head. She slurped and slobbered over every inch of his quivering pink cock-meat.

Her mouth soon worked its way down to his heavy balls. Opening her jaws wide, she sucked first one and then the other ball into her mouth and rolled it on her tongue. She popped his balls out of her mouth and pushed his knees back to tilt up his crotch. A low pitched groan escaped Steve's throat as the tip of her tongue found the tight puckered ring of his asshole. His thighs tensed and jerked. Her face pressed into the crack of his ass, Christie pushed her tongue forward into the steaming depths of his asshole.

The drilling of her warm tongue into his ass soon had him bucking and groaning like a wild animal. She pulled away as soon as she realized he was close to coming. Scrambling off to the side, she positioned herself on her hands and knees. She leaned forward with her face and tits on the bed and her ass in the air. Her shoulders carrying her weight in front, she reached behind her back and pried open her plump asscheeks.

"Fuck me, honey!" she hissed. "Fuck my ass!"

Filling his hands with her rubbery asscheeks, lifting her hips, he positioned himself behind her and poked the head of his cock at her tiny asshole. His cock was sufficiently lubricated from her sucking. Prying open her asshole, he succeeded in pushing in first the tip of his cock, then the whole head – then most of the shaft! Christie groaned. Steve had a big cock, and the feel of it reaming out her ass always drove her wild. She felt like a bug impaled on a pin. The feel of his fuck-muscle violating her tight ass was exquisite.

Steve was soon thrusting vigorously in and out of her loose red asshole. Pummeling the attractive nurse's ass whenever they had a bat session was always a treat. Of all the women he fucked, Christie had the most educated asshole. She knew exactly when to squeeze down on his cock to increase his pleasure. He loved the super-tight clutch of her hot asshole as it gripped his probing cock-meat.

Christie felt as if someone were shooting a deliciously hot blowtorch up her ass. She mewled and squirmed. For one crazy moment, she imagined Steve was a thoroughbred stallion fucking her with a horse-cock! She bucked her ass against his powerful thrusts. She gasped and sobbed as she moved up to an intense orgasm.

"Oh, sweet Jesus, fuck my ass," she groaned. "Fuck me hard!"

The exquisite spasms of her orgasm racked her body. Moments later, Steve vented a series of grunts and began squirting his thick jism up the chute of her ass.

They finally rolled away from each other and collapsed on the bed – exhausted!

An hour later, Christie grabbed a quick shower in the surgery wing in preparation for her daily session with Oliver Fleming. She wasn't mean enough, to go to Fleming with her two holes greased by another man's cum. After reaming out her ass, Steve had fucked her pussy ragged. He'd left her with a crotch full of his jism, a stretched out cunt, and a sore asshole. She felt better after the shower, but she still had a fucked-out feeling in her crotch and she had to walk a little bowlegged.

Fleming leered, smiled and took her hand.

"You look radiant," he said.

"I feel fine," Christie said. She wanted to tell him he was a damn hypocrite. He really didn't care how she felt or looked. All he cared about was getting his wrinkled old balls emptied out!

He locked the office door and turned off all the lights except a small table lamp. As usual, he immediately approached her and put his hands on her tits.

"How's my little sexpot?" he leered.

His fingers opened the buttons of her uniform. He helped her slip out of her dress and draped it over a chair. He unhooked her bra. He weighed her tits in his hands like a man buying melons at a fruit stand. He fastened his mouth on one of her long, hard nipples and sucked at it hungrily.

As far as Christie was concerned, the exasperating thing about these sessions was that he somehow always managed to turn her on. She wanted to remain as cold as ice – but her body always deceived her!

He pulled his mouth off her tit and smiled. "I bet you can get one in your mouth," he said.

"What?"

"I bet you can get a nipple in your mouth. Try it. Let's see if you can do it."

Her pussy quivered. Shivering with lust, she raised up a tit with both hands. By extending her tongue out as far as possible, she just managed to lick her swollen nipple.

"Beautiful!" Fleming said. "Now, that turns me on!"

She knew what was coming next. They'd been through the routine before. He sometimes had a crazy passion to watch her masturbate. She never minded doing that in front of a man, as long as there was fucking afterward. Fleming, however, sometimes did no more than jerk off on her tits or cunt. She considered that a waste. She liked the feel of a man fucking his jism into her body. Watching his cock squirt out his cum was nice, but only second best.

She slid a hand down to her crotch and fingered her cunt-lips. Fleming's eyes glittered when she pushed two fingers into the grip of her cunt-hole. She pulled her fingers out and held them up to show him the coating of cuntjuice.

"Wet little hole, baby?" he grinned.

She nodded. Her cunt was dripping wet. There was no way to pretend it wasn't!

"Fuck it a little," he said. "Use your fingers like a cock."

She began pistoning her fingers in and out of her cunt-hole. His hands fumbled with his belt and fly. He eventually freed his swollen cock and began slowly stroking it with his fist. Christie stared at his huge cock-head and thought about how it would feel inside her dripping cunt.

A moment later, too close to coming, he stopped jerking off and started mauling her tits again. He sucked her nipples like a wild animal. She thrust her tits up at his face. She liked the way he squeezed and pulled on them. She knew they'd be sore afterward, but at the moment she wanted his fingers digging in. It was strange how now that she was on the receiving end, she liked a little pain. Arching her back, she focused her attention on the sensations in her tits.

He had a tit in each hand, and he squeezed until her soft tit-flesh bulged out around his fingers. He grabbed her long nipples with his thumbs and forefingers. He pulled her tits out from her chest as far as they would stretch. He twisted and pinched her swollen nipples to produce an exquisite combination of pain and pleasure. The muscles of her belly quivered out of control. Her crotch was saturated with the gushing juices from her cunt.

"Get on the sofa!" he hissed.

He made her stretch out with her legs splayed wide-open to show her cunt. Kneeling between her feet, he pulled her cunt-lips open with both hands.

"Christ, what a cunt!" he said. "You're like an animal in heat! Your cunt is like a furnace!"

She moaned and wiggled her ass. He continued pulling out her cunt-lips. She looked down and saw the amazing length to which he had drawn out her pussy-flesh.

He finally released her and slipped his trousers down to free his cock and balls. His fat pink cock stood straight out from his body, his cock-head bloated and dripping. He crawled between her legs. She was aware of nothing else but her incredible need to be fucked. She was thankful he got on with it. He positioned his cock-head at the mouth of her cunt, grabbed the cheeks of her ass, and slammed his hard hot cock in to the hilt.

"Oh, God, yes!" she groaned. "Fuck me!" Supporting her ass with his hands, he balanced himself on his knees. He began to fuck her with a tough, relentless, thrusting of his hips. Christie was surprised that a man his age could be so physically active. Without any letup, he continued fucking her as hard as any of the younger men she knew. When she began groaning, he pulled his lips back on his teeth and grinned.

"You like it, huh? You thought old Fleming couldn't cut the mustard, didn't you?"

She slammed her cunt up to meet each powerful thrust. She cried and whimpered when he suddenly pulled his cock out of her cunt and leered down at her.

"Not yet," he said. "It's not that easy."

Moving a hand to her cunt, he pinched her throbbing clit between two fingers. She wailed and threw her ass high off the sofa. Keeping his fingers on her clit, he used his other hand to probe her sopping wet cunt-hole. He soon had three fingers pistoning in and out of the steaming channel of her cunt.

"You've got a great little box," he said.

Then he giggled. "It's easy to understand why Head Nurse Biddle enjoys chewing on it. When was the last time Biddle went down on you?"

Christie moaned. "Yesterday."

"Did you like it?"

She moaned again. "Oh, God, I can't talk about that now! Fuck me! For God's sake, do something!"

His head suddenly swooped down, his sucking mouth searching out her cunt. She cried out and bucked her wet pussy up at his face. When she felt his hard finger pushing against her asshole, she knew it was only a matter of time before he blew her mind with a fantastic orgasm.

There was nothing delicate about the way he used his finger in her ass – he rammed it in deep, fucked it around, and made sure to let her know it was there.

She strained her cunt against his face and clutched at his finger with her asshole. She soon found herself in the midst of a fantastic orgasm. Her hands grabbed at his head as she tried to force his face into her crotch. He pulled away with a laugh and locked down at her. He kept pistoning his finger in and out of her asshole and grinning at the way she bucked up each time to meet it.

"You like having your sweet little shit-hole reamed out, don't you honey?"

She closed her eyes and whimpered. "Please! Oh, sweet Jesus, please!"

There was a sudden stretching of her asshole and she realized he now had two fingers inside. She groaned and kept bucking her ass against his hand. She had her own fingers massaging her clit, pulling and tugging at the sensitive nub of flesh in rhythm with his fingers fucking her ass.

There was a sudden sharp pain in her ass as he pushed in a third finger. The pain lasted no more than a moment and, then began the most intensely pleasurable sensation she had ever experienced! The pleasure rose up in a series of crescendos. The last thing she saw before oblivion was Fleming drooling at the mouth as he watched his three fingers pumping in and out of her stretched asshole.