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Archive-title: An Emergency Room Expose'
There I sat in the ER waiting room while my pal Don had the
doctors sew up his torn hand. He went to retrieve a basketball
that had bounced too high and hopped the school yard fence one
evening in mid summer. When Don scooted up the fence to leap it
and reclaim the ball, he slipped, gashing the palm of his left hand
deeply. We rushed him to the nearest hospital ER. And I waited
with him when the other guys headed home. I never expected the
night to end with so much excitement and fulfillment. Here's
how it happened.
While I sat in the waiting room I could see into the staff
lounge area, through a partially opened door, but clearly. One by
one the nurses took breaks in the room, grabbing a cup of coffee,
a bag of chips, or a coke, which they sat there in a lounge chair
and enjoyed. Not too interesting. Until a very sexy young nurse,
in a very short white uniform, wearing the usual hospital white
stockings and shoes just plopped into the chair, looking frazzled,
tense, and unhappy. She had no idea that she was being watched or
of what a show she would give me, unknowingly. It was as
though she thought she was in her own room at home...in privacy.
And it also seems now that she knew a better way to reduce tension
than drinking caffeine or eating sugar or salt! First she just
closed her eyes, leaned way back in the bulk old chair, spread her
legs wide, sort of bracing her heels against the tile floor to hold
herself into the chair, and seemed to start a purposeful
meditation. That was interesting all by itself. As I
watched her troubled expression melted away and her lips became
pouty, moving as though she were whispering something to an
invisible companion just in front of her. The she began to lick
her lips sexily once in a while. And I noted that she was moving
her hips seductively in the seat, pumping her legs and ass in the
chair...at an increasing tempo.
As she moved, she slid her ass forward in the chair, which
hiked up her white uniform skirt, revealing that she wasn't in
pantyhose. Better than that! She had one stockings and garters,
which I would soon learn were connected to a sexy lacy garter belt,
covered by sexier bikini sheer white panties. And better still, in
a few minutes she hiked up her skirt, pulled down the panties,
removing them over her shoes and tossing them into a handy
wastebasket as though they were valueless. (I'll tell you, I sure
wanted them and would have treasured them as much today as that
evening when I was only 17!) When she made that quick movement I
only caught a glimpse of her perfect, white thighs above the white
stockings, but I did see some dark pubic hair...all too briefly.
But I sure got a boner quickly then and had to shift in my chair in
the waiting room. I never expected her next move!
She kept up her rocking, pumping motion in the chair a while;
and then she put her hand under her skirt, obviously reaching for
her pussy, oblivious that anyone could be watching her. She
fondled her crotch a little while...and then her pumping motion
grew faster and more vehement. I had to fight the urge to move my
hips in rhythm with hers. I could tell soon that she was finger
her cunt, and it nearly made me cum! But she did more than that,
she pulled her fingers up out of her juicy twat and sucked
each one like they were honey covered. My boner nearly burst out
of my pants! Next she put them back under her uniform skit and
really began frigging either her cunthole or her clit...as her legs
spread wider and wider...until I could look up t he skirt and see
her fingers disappearing into her pussy. I was nearly fainting
with desire and delight. She pulled her fingers out again, sucked
and licked them clean while I stared right at her open cunt, with
those beautiful white legs spread away to frame my view. As far
away as I was, I could still tell that there was moisture and that
her cunt was very juicy. When she put her hand back down, she
touched only the top of her pussy, so I concluded that she was
massaging her clit. And I must have been right, because in less
than a minute, she seemed to pass out in the chair, falling limply
back into it, smoothing her skirt back down (Of course this ended
my view of her cunt, but I had just cum in my shorts and couldn't
take anymore stimulation anyway!) and mellowing out to enjoy the
last few minutes of her break.
I sort of straightened up in my chair so that I wouldn't
end up with a big wet stain at my fly, but I kept my eyes on the
nurse, still reclining in the big, bulky, old chair in the staff
lounge. Suddenly, she jumped up, probably afraid that she had
dozed off for longer than she was allowed. I took in again how
beautiful she was in that short white uniform, that only she and I
knew covered her bare bottom, a garter belt and those sexy white
nurse's hose, but no panties. And as though she knew for the first
time that she was watched, she looked my way. She wasn't really
startled. She did seem to deliberately assess me as though she
wondered how long I had been looking into the little rest area
during her break or how long I had sat there admiring her legs.
Her curious look, the perplexed expression on her face, made me
smile. And when I smiled, she did too...seemingly at ease. I
figured that would be the last I ever saw of her. But this sexy
little nurse had another surprise or two in store for me.
She walked out of the break room and headed straight through
the door toward me. She had straightened her uniform too and had
the crisp look of a professional young nurse...right out of nursing
school. But she looked like a picture book nurse...a model used on
a magazine! She was a knockout! And she strode right up to me,
stuck out her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Janet. You've had the
chance to watch me, I think; and I deserve a treat in return! You
did watch what I was doing in the past ten minutes, didn't you, you
naughty boy?" I swallowed hard, blushed, but didn't let go of her
hand, which felt so warm and lovely. "Yes, I did; I'm sorry. I
just couldn't look away!" I hung my head, not meaning a word of
it, but somewhat embarrassed that she had caught me. I felt that
I had betrayed her somehow. She squeezed my hand and responded,
"It's really all right. (She paused, stared into my face, sized me
up from sneakers to rumpled hair, dirty jeans, and sweaty t-shirt,
still holding my hand firmly.) I just want something in return for
the great show that you witnessed. I might have done better if I
knew you were watching, but I had a wonderful time myself. I
needed to relax and distract myself. We just had a man die in the
ER that we couldn't save. I usually cry and get very tense when
that happens, so I release the pain and tension...the way you
watched me. (She paused again.) Sometimes it works and I feel
relieve. This time, it didn't quite make it. I need some more
attention, much more attention and TLC when I get off this shift in
two hours. (Pause again.) Do you know how to give a woman TLC?"
I barely got the drift of what she was after, when she dropped
my hand, looked disappointed, and started to walk away...slowly.
I spoke up loudly then and quickly, "Yes. I know what to do for a
lady. I can give you tender, loving, care (I was showing off my
knowledge of the TLC abbreviation.). I'd love to relax you when
you leave work. Just tell me where to meet you." She said, "Right
here! (She paused again) At 10 PM!" "I'll run home and shower and
be back to get you then," I started to say when she cut me off.
"Oh, no, don't shower," she cut in. "I want you just as you are,
dirty hands from ball-playing, and all. I'll clean you up when I'm
ready...and you'll get to bathe me too." She took my hand again
and seemed to wait for me to say something more. That's when I
realized what a dope I had been; I hadn't yet told Janet my name!
"I'm HAL." She released my hand, smiled, and walked smartly back
into the ER...as my dick began to rise to another solid hardon!
In about ten more minutes, DON came back out, looking beat
from the treatment he endured while they stitched up his hand. I
said, "Come on, Don; I'll walk you home. We'll call it a night!"
(Some friend I was, lying like that! I just wanted to get him out
of the way.) In a half hour I was back in the waiting room,
feeling self-conscious in my dirty, athletic clothes; but I wasn't
going to do anything other than what JANET told me to. If she
wanted a sweaty boyfriend, I was her man. If she wanted me to
bathe her, I was her man. In fact, if she had asked me to go
through the wastebasket with my teeth into which she threw her
bikini panties to get them out again, I would have been her man
too! I laughed at myself, thinking those thoughts; but my hardon
kept coming back every few minutes with similar delicious thoughts.
So I picked up a couple of dull magazines and read until I dozed
off for what seemed a few minutes. When I awoke, a gentle hand on
my shoulder was rocking me a wake. I woke with a big smile...for
JANET, who was smiling back at me...the way a steady girlfriend
admires her hero when he walks off the basketball court after a big
win. She put her arm around my waist too, like a regular
girlfriend; and began steering me toward the employee entrance to
leave the hospital. Before I could ask where she lived, s he said,
"We can walk to my apartment. And we're lucky tonight, both my
roommates are just starting shift now! We won't be disturbed until
morning...if you can stay over. (She paused again and I decided
stay silent, hoping she might think I was a little more
sophisticated and mature. But JANET surprised me by continuing:)
I'm going to fuck your ass off tonight. You'll be lucky to last
until morning." She laughed and added, "You may go running home to
your mother before I finish with you!" And she laughed again, but
held my hand warmly...and felt friendly, just right, as though we
had been friends for years, even though she seemed to be about five
years older than me. About a block later, she put her head on my
shoulder, then turned to blow gently into my ear and whisper, "I
need you badly, darling. I really need you,HAL." And then we were
climbing the steps to a third floor apartment in a neat, clean
building; and my heart was racing, but not from the stairs!
Once we were inside, she turned and french kissed me long and
hard, her tongue searching my entire mouth. I was glad that I had
at least rinsed it out with a coke during my wait. What a kisser
she was, grinding her hips against mine with passion as we kissed.
I loved the scent of her hair, the feel of her uniform, the
firmness of her youthful woman's body, the taste of her mouth, the
surging passion I sensed from her. And then I remember that she
didn't have on panties. "Oh my god!" popped out of my mouth with
that thought, against my will. JANET laughed again, thinking, I
guess, that her lust had scared the remark out of me. I laughed
too, and squeezed her to me for another long kiss, but now my hands
reached for her fine ass, which I took in both hands as I held her
grinding hips against mine. She had to have felt my cock, swollen,
and longing to escape from my pants...and into her pussy. "Sit
down in this chair, HAL." she said. I'm going to strip for
you...at least down to my hose and ...? Then you'll strip naked
for me...slowly...letting me look at YOU from every angle. You owe
me a good show...and I want to see what you can do with that big
cock of yours before you slip it into me! (The very thought of all
that nearly made me cum again, but I certainly didn't want to waste
one more ejaculation in my pants when I had a woman like JANET at
hand!)
And that's when her show began. She removed her nurses cap
and unpinned her beautiful, brown, long hair which fell over her
shoulders and halfway down her back, thick and lustrous...making
her look absolutely glamorous...like women in hair product ads in
women's magazines. Slowly she unbuttoned her uniform...very slowly
to tease me...letting me catch glimpses of a white bra as the top
opened. When she had it completely unbuttoned, she spread it wide
open, the way we joke about men exposing themselves in their
raincoats; but I got the greatest view of the most perfect body
anyone ever got. She was gorgeous. Her tits looked like perfect
36Cs in cups of pure white satin, just about contained, but ready
for release from the bra. Her belly was flat, firm, and athletic.
Her legs were sensational in the garter belt and white stockings.
Her feet were petite. Her muff looked...?...?...perfect is the
only word to use! Jet black pubic hair in the smallest little
triangle just covered the pussy's nest. Her thighs were a smooth
highway driving right up to it. And then she slowly turned to show
me her back and equally perfect buns! I wanted her more than any
other woman I've ever known in my whole life! I still do! While
her back was to me she unsnapped the bra...turning slowly around
again and slower still lowering it from her breasts...to reveal
erect nipples of the most perfect tan and texture...that the first
drops of precum oozed from my cock.
There we stood in the living room of JANET's little apartment,
feeling as sexy as two people can feel, a whole night ahead of us,
hot for one another. I couldn't imagine anyone wanting someone
more than I wanted JANET, however. She was in only her garter
belt and white nurse's stockings, her beautiful little ass revealed
for all the world to see, her pert 36C breasts available to delight
my hands, fingers, lips, and tongue! What more could a 17-year-old
boy want? I was ready for paradise! And JANET was about to
deliver it to me...with a perfect woman's body. I took her in my
arms for another passionate, deep kiss, which she seemed to return
with all her heart. She pressed her body against me with absolute
passion, rubbing her hips harder against me than she had rubbed
them against the chair in the ER when she was warming up for this
opportunity and then she stopped it all...almost cold! She sat on
the couch and said, "Now you need to strip naked for ME! I want to
watch you take your clothes off and show me your dick, your ass,
and your whole body. I want to watch you massage your magic wand
and let me see those balls hanging down! Act dirty for me! I'm
going to be your slut tonight; and I want you to become my male
whore. So strip, you sexy whore! Show JANET what you have for
her! S-l-o-w-l-y, HAL, slowly!
And I did. I don't know where my savvy came from, but I
played it cool, following her suggestion. I sat down in a dining
room chair and casually removed one shoe then the other...then my
sweat socks...then very slowly pulled my tee shirt over my head,
making my muscles look their best. That's when I decided to stroll
around the apartment in my jeans, slowly, letting JANET enjoy my
shoulders, arms, and back. She took me in like a cat watching a
fish in a bowl! She was hot and her nipples told me so. I could
tell that she also wanted to touch her pussy again as she had in
the ER; but she held back. So I undid my belt and let my jeans
drop to the floor. I stood there in my jockey shorts, turned to
show her my firm buns; and walked over to stand right in front of
her on the couch. I pulled the jockey briefs down right in front
of her, let my boner pop right out, just about a foot from her
face. She licked her lips as it did and swallowed hard...with
lust. I wrapped my hand around my dick a nd began to stroke it
very slowly...teasing her...and quickly bringing a drop of precum
to its head. She kept licking her lips and unconsciously began to
finger her pubic hair...and then her clit, spreading her legs wider
and wider on the couch. She wa s slipping down into the same
posture I had seen her take in the break room at the ER, hours
earlier. She seemed hypnotized by my cock and the rhythm of my
stroking. So I stopped. I slowly turned around to show her my
firm ass; then I began to stroke my wiener again, pumping my hips
so she'd know that I was still jerking off. She was up and off the
couch in less than a second. She glued herself to my back, her
arms around my chest, kissing my neck, blowing in my ears, saying,
"Take me, HAL. FUCK ME! PLEASE FUCK ME! I need you so.
Please, fuck me NOW! NOW! NOW!" But I wanted to taste her first.
I picked her up in my arms, carried her to a bed, and she directed
me to her own in the second bedroom. I laid her out spread eagle
on the bed and knelt beside her wide-spread thighs to begin kissing
her pubes, her thighs, he outer cuntlips, then her clit, and
finally deep inside her pussy. I loved the taste of her musky
cunt, probably muskier than usual because she had finger-fucked
herself in the ER break room. I couldn't get enough of her
cunt...and my cock kept insisting to my brain, "Fuck her now! Put
me in her cunt! " SO I STOPPED AND FUCKED HER PUSSY WITH ALL MY
STRENGTH, thinking that I'd cum in seconds. Instead JANET clutched
my dick with such power in her cunt, that juicy as she was, I
couldn't shoot. She urged me to pump in and out faster with the
motions of her legs. I wanted to explode. I couldn't. She had
some magic control of my penis. BUT I LOVED IT. Then JANET rolled
us over on the bed and began fucking me. Then she raised herself
to a sitting position on my cock and really took control, raising
and lowering herself at just the speed to please her pussy. To add
to that, she began to finger her clit and moan, to lick her cum off
her fingers and to do it again, as I had watched her do it at the
ER. Only this time, my wand was inside her hot cunt...and it began
to shoot. I felt like a fucking firehose! I started to squirt
jism and just couldn't stop. I quivered and felt it shoot. I shook
against my will and shot some more fluid from my balls. She
squeezed me inside her cunt, and I shot even more. She pumped up
and down and worked even more cum out of me into her pussy. She
was going to drain me...even as she was cumming from playing with
her clit and feeling my jets of semen in her vagina. It was
paradise, but more wonders followed that too. I'll tell you about
them in the next episode: JANET TAKES HAL TO HEAVEN.
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