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CHAPTER TWO

Kate’s dream had brought her out of her sleep a good hour earlier than she had planned to wake up. She occupied the extra time with good effect, masturbating once more after she had finished her bath. There was a cynical quality to her lust, although it was not one which could be charted, and at times she found it difficult to go more than three or four hours without having some kind of sexual relief. For that reason, as well as many others, she preferred working the 11-7 shift at University Hospital, where she was charge nurse for a general floor. The pace during that shift was usually leisurely enough to enable her to duck out for a few minutes and masturbate in any of several convenient spots, or perhaps to experiment with a randy resident or intern, should she find one who impressed her favorably. One seldom saw a full-fledged physician on the late shift.

It was just after midnight when she heard an unusual sound from a patient’s room. She had completed her initial rounds, checked through the mound of paperwork, and had satisfied herself that the night was going to be another routine tour of duty when a low, quavering sound, possibly human, caught her attention. She left the nursing station, at that moment staffed only by herself, and went down the broad corridor to investigate. As she passed the partly opened door of Room 823, she again heard the sound and identified it as coming from that room. She moved quietly to the door, pushed it slightly further open and peered inside. Only the bedside light was on, casting a weak glow of illumination over a small space, but the opened curtains allowed the street lights outside to light up the room well enough for her to see.

Kate saw that the patient, a young girl, was lying on her side, with her buttocks pushed very close to the edge of the bed. Her pajama top had been pulled up and the pants portion was down around her knees, leaving her rump bare. A man, wearing the customary white jacket of medical staff, stood beside the bed; he was in the act of pushing a very large prick between the girl’s thighs and up into the rim of her cunt. He was entering her from the rear and Kate’s sharp eyes caught a glimpse of the girl’s fingers playing over the lips of her pussy and her clitoris as the man pushed his stiff cock deeper into the sensual slit.

“Annngghhhh!” the girl moaned, repeating the sound which had originally attracted Kate’s attention. “OMihhhhhh!”

Kate recognized the man as Rudy Mason, a young doctor from Oregon who was finishing a residency in radiology. Single and attractive in a rough-hewn, outdoorsy way, he had attracted plenty of attention from the nursing staff, as well as other women in the hospital, and Kate felt sure that he had already fucked two of the aides on her shift since he had been transferred to night duty. She would probably have responded favorably to his advances herself, had he made them, but so far the opportunity had not arisen. He was interested in her, she could tell, and the sight of his prick, a very thick one, of course, aroused her own interest more vividly.

After a moment, Kate remembered that the patient was Angie Rydall, a high school junior who had strained ligaments in her left knee while cheerleading for her school’s football team. She had been admitted to the hospital for X-rays, observation, and possible treatment, but Kate felt sure that the treatment she was now receiving was not a scheduled form of therapy, however pleasant and delicious it might be.

Kate managed to conceal her amazed reaction without making a sound. Her trained mind automatically gave first consideration to the patient and she decided that a healthy fuck would probably not harm the girl, given the fact that she had only a badly strained knee and that she had assumed a position which would allow her to sample Rudi Mason’s big prick without taxing the injury unduly. Angie continued to rub her pussy’s hot lips feverishly as he worked his cock deeper into the heart of her cunt with short, jerky strokes.

“Mmmm, you’re so fucking tight!” she heard him whisper. “God, I can’t believe how tight your cunt really is! And hot, too!”

“Just get it in and.,. ugghhhh and shoot!” the girl hissed back at him. “I wanna feel your balls shooting off! Shoot a big load, all the way in!”

She squirmed her shapely little ass with extra energy as he forced his prick in further. Rudi’s thighs were now straining against the edge of the bed, Kate saw, and almost all his cock had disappeared into the girl’s fearfully distended pussy. He raised himself up onto the balls of his feet, grunted heavily, and then slammed against her once more. A very perceptible shudder of fleshly delight shook his well-constructed body and Angie emitted a short, choking gasp of pleasure upon feeling the first jetting spurt of hot come.

“Ohhhh, fuck!” Rudi hissed, his voice tense and quivering with excitement. “I’m creaming, baby, I’m shooting my fucking nuts off!”

Angie replied by twisting her rump about with more energy than ever but said nothing. She continued fucking herself against him for another moment or two, and then gradually slowed her hips frantic motions to a standstill. At the same time, she opened her thighs somewhat, the better to bring her fingers to bear against her throbbing pussy. She caressed herself strenuously for another minute and then relaxed, sighing softly.

“My God, you really were loaded!” the girl muttered. “Mmmmm, I thought you were, never gonna stop spurting!’

“It was the way you were sucking me before,” Rudi told her. “Bringing me along like that, it was guaranteed to get my balls stoked up extra heavy.”

“Yeah, that’s what I was hoping for,” Angle said. “Okay, now for Act Two, right?”

“Are you really sure?”

“Sure? You damn well better believe it! Here, just let me turn over and I’ll suck another load outta your cock, or I’ll sure give it a try, anyway!”

Kate retreated for a moment, moving back until the occupants of the room could not see her. She looked back to the nursing station but could see no one; as far as she could tell, she was still alone on the floor. She waited briefly, long enough for the couple to readjust themselves, and then peeked back into the room. She found it difficult to believe that a girl as young as Angie-who looked to be no more than a teenager- could really have such well-developed sexual tastes as she seemed to have. Few girls so young, she suspected, would find it exciting to have a wet, sperm-moistened prick shoved into their mouth, yet Angie had sounded very determined to have that big cock in just that way. Kate relished the prospect of going down on a man after he had fucked her roundly; Perry, her graduate-school lover, had taught her that a cock was never so tasty or so erotically arousing as when it reeked of lust and hot, juicy fucking.

One glance inside the room showed that Angie had already learned that fact of life and had apparently learned it very well. She was now lying on her other side, though still holding both hands over her pussy, and was now engaged in sucking that big prick. Rudi had thrust it deep into her mouth and her head was bobbing excitedly as she sought to bring him to the bursting point once more. Kate watched long enough to assure herself that Angie was indeed sucking his prick, and doing it very well, and that Rudi seemed well on his way toward depositing a second load of semen in the girl’s body. Kate withdrew from the doorway and pulled the door almost completely shut before returning to her nursing station.

Fifteen minutes later she detected a slight movement in the corridor and deduced that Rudi was leaving the girl’s room. He would probably use the fire staircase, which lay at the opposite end of the corridor; this would enable him to leave the floor without being seen. Kate had used the intervening moments to check the girl’s chart and refresh her memory about the patient. Angie Rydall, she saw, was a few months past eighteen. The girl was five-six in height, weighed a hundred and twenty pounds, and was in overall good health, according to the medical notes. Kate identified her address as one in the more exclusive part of the city. She closed her eyes for a moment and tried to recall a picture of the girl, summoning up an image of a dark-haired, round-faced individual. Angie was not a spectacular beauty but then she was far from ugly, Kate recalled. Probably the girl’s most outstanding characteristic, she thought, was her eyes: slightly oval and very large, they made her otherwise bland face much more interesting. Kate could also recall that Angie’s breasts were very well developed.

A slight buzzing drew Kate’s attention to the call board, where she saw a light glowing above Angie’s room number. “I’ll get it,” she said to the aide, “I need the exercise.” She went down to the girl’s room and stepped inside, not knowing what to expect. She found Angie sitting up in her bed, propped against the pillows; the bedside lamp was now on,

“Yes?” Kate asked. “What do you need?”

Even if she had not witnessed the act herself, Kate could almost certainly have seen that the girl was fresh from a first-rate fucking. A glow of fleshly contentment diffused her cheeks, making them shine extra brightly, and an air of utter pleasure radiated from her big, highly expressive eyes.

“I just wanted to thank you for not interrupting us a few minutes ago,” Angie said. “Oh, I saw you peeping around the door, right from the start! I was afraid I might be making too much noise but God, it just felt so damned good when he started putting it in me! I couldn’t hold it back, not after I’d been wanting a really great piece of ass for so long. And then he was hung so well, it just… anyway, I really do appreciate it, your not bothering us.”

At first Kate was taken aback at Angle’s ultra-direct way of getting to her point and could say nothing. She stammered briefly, gulped, and then said something to the effect that she did not know what else to do.

“He’s a friend of my Mom’s,” Angie said, “which is why she was having him look at the X-rays of my knee. I wouldn’t be surprised if Mom hasn’t gotten it on with him too. Hey, I wonder if that’s kind of like incest, huh? You know, making it with a mother and a daughter? Hmmmm, interesting! Anyway, he came on sort of strong and when I saw what he had under his pants, I just couldn’t do anything but pick up on it! God, I love it when a guy’s really super big like that!”

“I must admit, it was rather a surprise,” Kate said, finding herself much more at ease, thanks to Angie’s forthright manner. “I mean, doctors do earn their reputation for horniness, everyone who works in a hospital knows that, but… I suppose I wasn’t really prepared to find him doing it with a patient as young as you are!”

“He was a little antsy about that at first,’ Angie said with a broad, knowing grin, “but I managed to convince him that I knew the score! At first, you know, I wouldn’t have given two cents for the chances of scoring really good, but once he started hosing me with that big thing, mmmmn!”

“I noticed that you were helping yourself along,” Kate commented.

“Oh, that! Yeah, I was, wasn’t I? You know, that’s the reason I really like it from the rear like that-I can get my finger down there on my joy button and give it a real treatment. A lot of guys, they’ll get all uptight and nervous if you try helping yourself out when they’re screwing you face to face.”

“Oh? I hadn’t thought about it that way,” Kate said.

“My analyst recommended it to me,” Angie observed. “Rubbing my clit while I fuck, I mean. She says I’m almost totally clitoral. I mean, I really dig feeling a big one going in, stretching me out inside, but that’s not usually enough to bring me off. So I just help out a little, if I can do it without getting the guy all upset, I mean. She says it’s because I got my first come by masturbating, that’s what conditioned me to need the clitoral stimulation.”

“Really? That sounds a little odd to me,” Kate replied. “I was masturbating for a couple of years before I first tried it with a fellow and it didn’t work that way for me. Well, the first few guys, they didn’t really bring me off, but I’m sure that the reason was their inexperience. And my own too, I didn’t know what to do in order to help nature along, so to speak!”

“Wow that sounds great! Man, I wish I could learn how to make it without having to give myself a rub! Some of these guys, you just wouldn’t believe how they react when I tell them I want to help out. I mean, it’s like a kick in the nuts, sometimes. You’d think. I was telling them they couldn’t fuck worth a damn, when all I wanted to do was just make it even better!”

“ I suppose that most of your boyfriends are high schoolers?” Kate asked, receiving a nod in reply. “That might be the explanation right there. Boys that age are often very insecure, you know; they need a lot of reassurance about their sexual adequacy and things like that. Once they’ve gained more confidence, though, then I think you might find that they can accept your help a lot easier.”

“I sure hope so,” Angie muttered, looking very wistful and vulnerable for a brief moment. “It sure is a drag, having a guy really hard and horny and then all of a sudden he loses it and you have to suck him up again!”

“I’d always heard that high school boys were almost impossibly horny,” Kate remarked. “You know, that they couldn’t lose their erections at all, hardly.”

”Maybe I’ve just been picking a string of losers, I don’t know, but the ones I’ve been playing with sure aren’t that way. They’re really neat guys, good looking and all, but you sure have to be careful with them.”

“I suppose I ought to be entirely truthful and say that I don’t know all that for a fact,” Kate said after a moment’s reflection. “For the last ten years or so, I’ve confined myself to men in their thirties, mostly, or late twenties in a few cases, so I’m not really speaking from experience. Let me see… yes, I know of one man who actually suggested that I masturbate while he was in me. Mmmmm, I can remember that very well indeed!”

She needed very little prodding to remember Gary Metaker, a physical therapist whom she had dated fairly steadily a couple of years past. A sturdily built man of about thirty-five, balding and with a very attractive Van Dyke beard, he had suggested that she lie on her side and allow him to enter her from the rear. Once he had sheathed about half his prick in her cunt-and it had been an extremely long, thick one, she remembered-he had then asked her to masturbate while they watched their coupled bodies in a dressing mirror which he had positioned beside the bed. The ensuing climax had been an extremely long and hearty one, Kate recalled, and had stimulated him so much that he had released a perfectly paralyzing stream of hot, thickly clotted sperm into her cunt, all without moving so much as a single muscle.

“Hey, this is really neat!” Angle exclaimed. “Hearing you tell about it, I mean. You’re really a fine-looking woman, you know that? I’ll bet you’ve really made it some great guys! You’ve got that super-sexy air and guys would really pick up on that. Dr. Terry-she’s my analyst-always gives me that sneaky feeling that she probably learned it all out of a book. I mean, you just don’t think of her as being the kind who could really lie back and hump it out of a guy!”

“Is that Dr. Julia Terry?” Kate asked, mentioning one of the city’s more prominent psychiatrists. Angle nodded and Kate privately confirmed the girl’s judgment, though she was trained well enough never to mention any of her doubts about a physician to one outside the profession. “She’s supposed to be very good, I hear.”

Kate had seen Julia Terry on several occasions and had from the start suspected that the doctor’s interest in human sexuality might be minimal. Her severely tailored suits, her air of impeccable dignity, her air of haughty reserve, all suggested a woman who would find it very distasteful to throw herself into physical passion with enough abandon to reach the peaks of erotic pleasure.

“I guess she knows her stuff,” Angle said, “but she sure doesn’t come across like a woman who knows where it’s at. That’s why it’s so nice to talk to you- you make me think that maybe I’m not such a freak after all, for being the way I am.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” Kate said, “but I really ought to advise you that a hospital room is not the best place for conducting your affairs. These doors do come open, you know, and some of the people who might look in would have a very different reaction from mine!”

”I know, I know,” Angle said. She smiled impishly. “But that’s part of it, see? The risk, the danger that really makes it so much better! And then when I saw you peeking in, man! You wouldn’t believe how much better that made it, you know what I mean?”

“What?” Kate asked, incredulous.

“Sure! Don’t you think it’s a lot better, making it while somebody else is watching you? That’s where it’s really at, for me. When I looked up and saw you in that doorway, I thought… well, it was like somebody had put a torch to my twat!”

“I… I never thought about it that way,” Kate faltered. She found herself nonplussed by Angie’s forthright, daring approach to sex and lovemaking. “I mean, I don’t suppose I’ve ever done it with anyone else watching.”

That happened to be the truth. Perry, her graduate-school lover, had more than once suggested bringing another girl into their bed but Kate had been able to stave off that venture into togetherness successfully. Stunned at the breadth of Angie’s sexual experience, as well as by the girl’s eagerness to bare the most intimate details of that experience, Kate found it difficult to make a coherent reply. She felt very much at sea and lapsed into silence. Angle, however, reacted very differently.

“I mean, I haven’t been to a real, all-out orgy,” the girl continued. “You know, the kind where there are eight or ten couples and they’re all groping each other around. That sounds kinda nice, but I think it’s a lot better when you take turns. Julia Hanger, this friend of mine, we’ve done it like that sometimes.

She’ll ball her guy a while and we’ll watch and then me and my guy, we’ll go at it and put on a show for them. Mmmm, it’s so sexy, watching somebody else get it! Especially if you’re in a spot where you can see that big, hard dick sliding in and out, all greasy and slippery with pussy juice!”

“My God, I believe I could take lessons from you!” Kate exclaimed. “You’ve certainly gotten into areas that I don’t know anything about!”

“Oh, I’ll bet I could learn a lot more from you,” Angie said. “It’s just so damned nice of you, taking time out to talk to me like this, Maybe we can do it again, huh? Are you like me? I mean, do you get all turned on, talking about fucking and sucking and all that good stuff? It really gets me in lather, going on like this!”

Kate could not deny that her pussy had gained greatly in sensitivity since she had come into the room. The vistas of erotic delight which Angle’s talk had opened up could not but affect her deeply and she said as much, though she felt herself blushing like a schoolgirl as she did so. Angie grinned wickedly and threw back the sheet which covered her upper body. Kate saw that the girl’s pajama pants were still down around her knees and that Angie had one hand over her love mound, the fingers thrust deep between her long, beautifully curved thighs.

“Let’s do it!” Angie murmured, her dark eyes burning hotly as she looked at Kate. “You watch me do it to myself and then I’ll watch you, huh? Right here and now? God, I’m so fucking horny; that Dr. Mason, he fucks like an angel, but I had such a head of steam built up, it’d take a lot more than just a couple of comes to bring me down! C’mon, I’ll go first and then I’ll watch you, huh?”

Kate’s head reeled under the sensual assault. Angie’s naked loins exerted a heavy, nerve-racking pull on her, and she felt herself teetering on the edge of agreeing to the girl’s audacious proposal. As she hesitated, she saw Angie spread her thighs wider and open them up for a more complete inspection. The girl’s hand, she saw, was almost completely covered with the wet, sticky goo which had oozed from her pussy and a powerful, provocative scent of fresh, raw fucking assailed her nostrils.

“You little minx!” Kate said, smiling broadly. “You’ve been ticking yourself all the while! Yes, and rubbing his spunk over that pussy of yours!”

“Haven’t I just!” Angie muttered. “God, it’s just so fucking sexy, feeling a guy’s come dribble out of your hole, rubbing it all over! Yeah, I’ve been lying here almost ready to come and now… ugghhh! Agghhhh! Ooooooohh!”

Kate started back in surprise. Angie suddenly clamped her thighs together, folding them over her hand, and thrust her hips upward in a quick, convulsive movement. Her eyes closed and an expression of total bliss came over her face as she fucked herself against her strategically placed hand. She must have been highly aroused by their talk, Kate later decided, because the climax began ripping through her womb only a few seconds after she had thrown back the sheet. The sight of the girl writhing in sensual agony affected Kate in the most direct of ways; she felt her own pussy give a decided throb of excitement and become appreciably hotter. Before she even realized what she was doing, Kate slipped one hand under Angle’s pajama top and found the girl’s right breast. Full and firm, the mound afforded her hand a comfortable resilience. She felt Angie’s nipple, hard and compact with lusty fevers, and caressed that fiery cone of hypersensitive flesh. The girl groaned again before managing to chock off the cries of delight which threatened to disrupt the hospital floor’s late-night tranquility, but Kate could see that her hand was helping. She pressed harder against that sensually curved mound and met Angie’s shoulder thrust fully.

“Ohhhh, God, that was so fucking good’” Angle breathed after the storm had passed through her body, leaving her limp and sated. “Mmmm, when you started rubbing my nipple like that, it was so out of sight, I couldn’t believe it!”

She offered to help Kate gain a climax of her own. First, she suggested watching while she relieved herself and, when Kate declined, offered to help by tendering her own hand. Angle swore that she was ready to give her a sound, first-rate finger-fucking but Kate could not bring herself to accept; her sense of danger was sufficiently well developed that she could not face the prospect of masturbating in a hospital room.

“No, it’s just too dangerous,” she muttered. “I’d like to, but you never can tell when one of the aides might come in. I know of some other places, though, and I can promise you that I won’t wait long before I slip off to have myself a little fun!”

“Hey, will you be thinking about me?” Angie asked, her eyes dancing with lusty awareness. “Or maybe about the way I was making it with Dr. Mason? Oh, wow, that’d really be a trip!”

“I guess I will,” Kate admitted. “You’re right-it really was a turn-on, watching the two of you going at it like that! And watching you just now, that was good, too!”

“I like that,” Angie proclaimed. “I hope you have a good one! Maybe we can get together again and trade some more ideas, huh?”

“Sure, that would be nice,” Kate said. “But I’ve got to get back to my nursing station for now; I’ve been gone too long.”

She left the room quickly and went back to her duties. An aide was sitting at the desk, staring off into space, and Kate decided that no one had missed her during her absence. She plowed through fifteen minutes worth of papers, trying to submerge her feelings, but found that the burning, throbbing sense of arousal between her thighs could not be suppressed. Giving up, she announced that she was going to the lounge for a cigarette and a quick cup of coffee.

Instead of going straight to the lounge, however, she stopped off in a vacant examining room, a place which she knew to be safe. There she lifted up the hem of her uniform and plunged her hand into the top of her pantyhose. As she had expected, her pussy was already extremely wet; the lips were very big and painfully swollen. Leaning against the wall and stroking them gently, she focused her mind’s eye on Angie: the girl’s semi-naked body had been highly erotic to her sight, as had the way she worked her pussy back and forth against her fingers. The vision was even more arousing because she could still see the creamy flow of Rudi Mason’s sperm as it escaped from those full, dark lips, dribbling down over Angie’s fingers and giving them a pearly sheen. She could easily imagine the powerful aroma of fresh fucking, the unique scent of highly aroused pussy flavored with a man’s heavy discharge of thick come, and she imagined herself reaching down between Angie’s widespread thighs, scooping up a heady portion of that mixed love-salve, and then spreading it over her own hot, sensually enlivened pussy. The sensation would be exquisitely delicious, she thought, and the thought was enough to unleash a powerful torrent of climactic frenzy deep inside her cunt. Whimpering softly and thrusting her hips forward to meet the plunging, stabbing fingers she aimed into the lips of her pussy, she quickly fucked herself into a short but exceedingly strong orgasm, one that assuaged the sharpest pangs of sexual desire and left her much more at ease with herself.