"The nurse_s hot itch" - читать интересную книгу автора (Carver Mark)

CHAPTER FIVE

She was leaving the house in her uniform, her ripe lips set in a grim, determined line, when the phone rang. She snatched it up, already five minutes late for work.

"Dr. Benson here, Carol. I think I've got a possible answer to your problem…"

"What?" She almost dropped the phone.

"I said I think. Mostly hunch, but, hell, it's certainly worth a try…"

"I'll meet you at your office in ten minutes," she said.

"No, no, take it easy now," Benson said soothingly. "It isn't a matter of life and death."

"Maybe it's not to you, Dr. Benson, but it sure as hell looks that way to me. I'm supposed to start my first shift at County Hospital in twenty minutes. How about lunchtime?"

"Not enough time. Listen, Carol, this is, ah, rather a strange situation. Now don't do anything desperate or foolish on your first day at the job. And you know what I mean."

Shit, thought Carol, there goes Resolution Number One.

"I can't explain it to you on the phone," Benson went on, "but suppose I come over to your place tonight, around seven?"

"I'll be here," Carol promised anxiously. "Can't you give me a clue, Doctor? I'll die of suspense at work…" But the doctor had already hung up.

All day Carol moved through her shift in a daze, dispensing medication, doing IV's, giving injections, meeting a host of doctors and nurses, fending off a few eager passes but keeping them on the string just in case Benson's so-called answer was another resounding flop like the orgy last night, and because she kept so busy time moved like a hurtling locomotive.

The question hammered in her brain all day.

She pulled her car up to her apartment-house at five and got out wearily. Her ass had hurt horribly all day and her pussy still chafed from the wanton orgy last night. Physically she was exhausted.

Mentally, she was more anxious and eager than she'd ever been in her life.

Cindy was camped in front of her door. She sat cross-legged, her arms folded stubbornly, her soft face glowing with adoration and taut with desperation. When she saw Carol she leaped up, her eyes shining and her budding tits panting so eagerly the nurse didn't have the heart to chew her out.

"I-I haven't seen you in so long I just had to, for a minute, Carol – don't be mad at me, please?"

Carol sighed and looked nervously up and down the hallway before stroking the blonde's ass fondly. "I'm not mad, angel. Want to come in for a minute?"

"Can I really?" she gushed, tears in her eyes.

Like a frantic puppy, Carol thought with amusement. But, hell, was it funny? Cindy was crazy about her and she'd treated her like dirt ever since she'd seduced the eighteen-year-old virgin. Why take her mad frustration out on a helpless, luscious little darling like the blonde?

In her apartment, Cindy flung her arms around Carol and kissed her torridly, rubbing her warm belly feverishly to the nurse's. "Let me stay for a while, please?" she whispered.

"Okay," Carol said. Dammit, now she was hotly aroused again! And while she didn't know what Benson had in mind or who Betcher was, there was a good chance it involved some raw, passionate sex. And Carol wanted to be primed to the hilt for this last desperate hope, seething with all the lust she could summon.

"You can stay but no funny stuff, honey," Carol told her firmly. "No hot action, angel."

"Never again?" Cindy whispered, close to tears.

"I didn't say that," Carol sighed. "Come on, I need a bath. You can scrub my back, darling. But only my back."

Cindy drew a bath for her and helped her off with her uniform, lavishing kisses on Carol's soft legs as she unrolled her white nylons. A hot oozing began in the nurse's pussy and the constant throb suddenly grew intense. She was about to lash out at Cindy but the girl couldn't help herself, she knew. That sweet, loving mouth!

She also knew it was no longer possible for her to wait for Benson and Betcher, whoever in the hell that was.

When Cindy took off Carol's panties the girl nuzzled her nose to Carol's cunt-hairs, tickling and exciting her even more tremendously. Damn her!

"Just one suck?" Cindy begged in a whisper, her eyes shining feverishly on Carol's. "Just one, Carol, please?" now panting furiously, Carol said, "Take off your clothes, quick."

She'd suffer afterward anyway so she might as well suck and fuck the luscious angel with complete abandon. Hurriedly, Cindy stripped naked and flung herself on top of Carol's naked body on the sofa. The blonde crushed her hot tits to Carol's and snaked her tongue in her mouth fervently, her fingers stroking and loving the nurse's tits and belly frantically.

"Don't bother with that," Carol whispered when Cindy slid down a few inches and began sucking passionately on one of her tits. "Just eat me – suck me off, Cindy, now!"

Rushing to obey, the blonde scrambled between Carol's widespread thighs and clutched her creamy ass-cheeks in her fingers, lifting them for her feast. With a low whimper of hunger, Cindy began devouring Carol's hot, throbbing cunt-flesh with ravenous kisses and laps of her burning tongue.

Carol locked her thighs to the girl's face and swung her hips urgently, soft screams of delirious excitement coming from her throat. Cindy's mad loving mouth was turning her fire of torment into a holocaust but Carol was so tremendously excited by the blonde's sudden attack she couldn't stop herself.

"Oh – unnnnngh! – angel, oh beautiful little – aaaah! – Darling cunt sucker! -oooooqoh, yes, yesssss, baby, eat it!"

The juicy squirming pink, flesh quivering beneath her mouth was the only thing Cindy had thought or dreamed about for almost two agonizing days now, and she burrowed her tingling mouth to Carol's cunt with raw ecstasy.

"Around!" Carol was sobbing. "Swing your ass around – I want to eat you too! Eat your little – argh! – Hot cunt, darling hurry hurrrrrrry!"

Her mouth still looked deliriously to Carol's spasming pussy, Cindy twisted her naked body around so that she hovered over Carol in reverse, a folded knee on each side of her head.

Panting with wild eagerness, Carol clutched Cindy's soft hips and pulled down, slamming the eighteen-year-old's boiling pink cunt to her mouth. Carol rubbed the girl's ass in a frenzy of obscene delight as she sucked her slit in return, wallowing in the sweet honey flowing on her tongue and down her throat.

Rocking furiously with lust, the blonde schoolgirl and the ravishing nurse kissed and sucked and lapped with delirious moans as they sixty-nined for a solid thirty minutes. Cindy's tawny flesh was soaked with sweat, dripping profusely onto Carol's heaving tits and trembling belly as they ate each other in a contest of shattering thrills.

And while Cindy shuddered with orgasm after orgasm, her steaming nectar gushing into Carol's eager mouth, the pounding fury of frustration hammered relentlessly in the nurse's blazing loins.

Each time the door to her release slammed, it seemed more final and hopeless.

At last Carol forcibly pushed the moaning eighteen-year-old away from her. "No more!" she gasped. "Enough!"

But when Carol told Cindy she'd better go home, the girl began to sob pathetically. Shit, thought – Carol, I'll never get rid of her.

"Okay," she sighed, "you can take a bath with me, but then you leave or I'll tan your golden ass until it's hot pink."

"I'd like that too," Cindy giggled happily. Carol played with the girl's plump ass on the way to the bathroom, praying the weird pair upstairs would never get their hands on her. She'd extract a promise from the blonde never to so much as talk to them. And when Cindy made her a promise it was a sacred vow.

Cindy sat on Carol's lap in the bathtub, and what began with girlish horseplay soon turned into a passionate bout with Carol fingerfucking the softly screaming blonde until she was pleading for mercy.

And because Cindy was so sweet and silky-skinned and luscious, with her plump hot tits and juicy tight cunt, Carol completely lost track of time…

"She said she might not be home for dinner," Cindy's mother told her father in the kitchen. "She's all right, John. She's a good girl. Maybe she went to see Jimmy."

"Maybe. But, dammit, she's got to learn to obey her parents. Respect them."

He didn't push the issue, because he intended to poke around her room anyway, in her absence. After dinner, he waited until his wife was busy with dishes, then slipped upstairs.

In Cindy's room, he quietly shut her door. Now where would a eighteen-year-old girl keep her diary? He started with the closet, looked under the mattress, and in his slow, laborious way finally got around to her bottom dresser drawer. He took out the thick red volume, slipped it in his back pocket and went into the bathroom, locking the door.

He sat on the toilet, reading the first page. Hell, maybe he'd find something spicy in Cindy's private diary. Maybe that little shit Jimmy was getting into her panties after all. The opening few pages were dull, mostly about girls and boys she liked and disliked at school.

Impatiently, he turned to the last few pages. There, that looked a little better. His breathing was a loud rasp in the bathroom as he began to read.

Slowly, his face turned from a ghastly white to a bright purple.

"I'd fuck you," she whispered, "but only if Carol says it's okay!"

Benson looked over at Carol.

She'd been so feverishly excited watching Carol swing and thrash in her stunning nakedness she'd come in her panties and now her jeans were soaked.

"Carol," Benson said urgently, "Cindy wants to know if – if she can, ah, well, screw me?"

Panting furiously, Carol sat up and looked at him, blinking her eyes. Her naked body continued to spasm.

"Cindy screw you? For God's sake, Doctor, of course! We'll both screw you, you genius! You darling, fantastic man, we'll screw you until you need an ambulance. Cindy, get those clothes off, fast!"

The eager blonde and Benson both stripped. The doctor's prick quivered hugely as he stared at Cindy's plump tits and ass. Her golden cunt-hairs glistened with her juices.

Cindy was both terribly excited and just a little frightened of Benson's immense hard-on. She was also deeply curious, never having been screwed by a man. But if Carol said it was okay, then it had to be terrific.

"You lie in the middle," Carol told the psychologist. Still trembling with bliss the ecstatic nurse was overwhelmed with emotion. Relief, happiness, sheer breathless joy all flooded her at once.

Cindy cuddled close to the doctor and grasped his immense prick in her fingers, shivering with awe and delight. It occurred to her that it was an awfully huge rod to ram into such a small pussy, but it throbbed with such power and hot eagerness she could barely wait to see how it felt inside her.

For a minute, Benson just lay there basking in his enormous victory. Did ever a man have it so good? He was going to make history with his paper on shock-therapy. He would achieve international fame and there were plenty of young female psychologists who would look up to him with shining eyes. There were ardent groupies in the world of therapy just as there were in the world of television and rock music and movies, not so young and frantic perhaps, but the groupies were there, waiting to adore a genius like Benson. The rest of the bastards would envy him but that was their problem, not his.

"Who would you like first?" Carl asked him, tickling his swollen balls while Cindy stroked his erect cock in her hot fist. "You name it and we'll do it, Doctor, anything you desire! Where would you like to begin, genius?"

Carol snaked her tongue in his ear, brimming over with gratitude. "Want Cindy's cute ass first?" she whispered hotly. "Or her tight little pussy? She's a cherry, Doctor, no kidding! Or would you like to see me and Cindy make it first – would that turn you on? Or how about a blowjob in relays – first me and then Cindy. She's got a terrifically hot mouth, Doctor, let me tell you! Which will it be?"

Overcome with so much lustful abundance, Benson was so choked up with excitement he couldn't make up his mind. He held an arm around each of them, the stunningly sexy nurse and the eighteen-year-old virgin while they played with his cock and balls. Shit, if only his wife and his worthy, pompous colleagues could see him now!

AJI his frenzied erotic fantasies, distant hopeless dreams until this incredible moment, were about to come true. The world was suddenly a sweet, just and eternally wonderful place. Tears came to Benson's eyes as he watched the universe glow with lewd shining happiness. No one deserved it more than he did, no one. Genius deserved the richest rewards!

"I think," he said in a hoarse shaking voice, "I think I'll take the relay job for starters…"

Quickly, the panting nurse nudged her mouth down toward his quivering rod. Benson craned his head down to kiss and savor Cindy's sweet young tits, his heart hammering excitedly against his ribs.

And then Carol's doorbell began to buzz, an angry insistent buzz without letup.

She paused, wanting to ignore it at this glorious moment but whoever it was wouldn't let up, dammit!

Benson felt just a tinge of unreasonable panic. Fate had a funny way of shattering boyhood dreams, a vicious, utterly mean and underhanded way. Carol hastily slipped on a robe and answered her door, while Cindy nudged her hot mouth down to Benson's long rod and sneaked in a few sucks and licks.

Benson would later reflect bitterly on the heartless twists of Fate. His glowing dreams of lewd heaven were shattered so quickly by that angry doorbell, so viciously and swiftly he would never forget it.