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CHAPTER TWO

Kathy Dell brushed a wisp of golden hair back from her pink, plump cheek and peered through the partly opened door. There was a twinkle in her blue eyes as she watched Nurse Kelly and Dr. Stern return to the station.

Carefully, Kathy waited until the intern had left, and Nurse Kelly was engrossed in some paper work. Then Kathy opened her door and slipped out. The aroused tips of her firm young tits brushed the door. Her tits jiggled excitedly under her frilly short pajamas as she tiptoed across the hall. She eased Angie's door open and slipped into his room. Then she waited for her eyes to get used to the dim glow of the nightlights.

Both beds in the room were occupied. Kathy turned her attention to the younger boy, Jimmy Carter. His body was so slender it barely made an impression on the sheets. He appeared to be deeply and safely asleep.

Then, her tits tightening and her chest aching, Kathy turned her attention to Angelo Carpatto. He, too, appeared to be asleep. The stainless steel frame around his head and neck gleamed in the faint light, as did the pulleys and cables attached to it. Under the sheet the harnesses and cables fastened Angelo's feet to the foot of the bed.

Under his hospital gown, his strong chest rose and fell evenly. The sheet was halfway down his torso. The crotch of Kathy's panties grew moist as she stared at the youth. He was nineteen, a year older than she was. She loved him, even though she had only known him a few days.

Very, very carefully, she reached out and gripped the sheet. She lifted it and drew it slowly and cautiously downward. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw that his hospital gown was nicked way up. She drew the sheet down further, her eyes on his flat, hard belly and the line of hair arrowing downward from his belly button. The line of hair bloomed out, became a thick, black forest.

And there was his cock! The half-hard sausage of live meat drooped over his left thigh. The head peeped shyly from the foreskin. His balls were big and hairy.

His cock seemed to throb with vitality. Her crotch flooded her panties. Her stomach tightened as if it were wringing the juices out of her pussy. She stood for a long time, staring at his prick.

It had taken her a full day to screw up her courage. The night before she had slipped across the hall. But, she had only watched, and without Angelo knowing it. She had stood outside, peeking through the crack, as Angelo jerked off.

She had watched his hand pump his jutting hard-on. He was racked in traction because of his broken neck. He had gritted his teeth as he desperately pumped his cock. Her pussy had wept with frustration, then flooded as Angelo's cock had spurted thick, creamy come. Her insides ached with lust.

So, all day, she had worked up her nerve to give him something better. And now, here she was, standing over him. Her tits were burning against her pajama top, her crotch was soaking wet with hunger and nervousness. But it wasn't satisfying her own cunt that she was thinking of, but satisfying Angelo's horniness.

Cinched up by the traction, the only things he could move were his arms and hands, his eyes, and his jaw. And his cock.

Very slowly and carefully, Kathy leaned over him and reached for his half-erect organ. She took it delicately between her thumb and forefinger, felt its heat and rubbery half-hardness. Carefully, she drew the foreskin back, revealed the dusky head and the cock-slit. Just her delicate stroking was enough to make his cock swell and expand in her grasp.

"Hey, what…?" Angelo muttered sleepily.

Kathy shivered nervously, but kept her hand on his prick. "It's me, Kathy," she said softly.

"What…?"

"Ssshhhh," she cautioned, glancing over at Jimmy, terrified he might wake up.

"Hey, baby, what's happening?" Angelo asked, fully awake now.

Kathy threw him a hot, tense grin. "Hi," she said nervously. "Did I wake you?"

"What a way to wake up!" Angelo answered. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, goofing around," Kathy answered awkwardly, wiggling his prick. His cock was fully hard now.

"Yeah," he agreed. "But you're overdressed."

He reached out and slid his fingers over the thrusting mound of her tit. Her nipple ached as he rubbed it. He massaged her warm, soft globe.

"Wait a minute," she groaned softly, letting go of his cock. It flopped up against his stomach. She stripped off her pajama top, exposed her big titties to his hungry stare.

"Nice, very nice," Angelo whispered, running his fingers over her lush tits. He lifted and weighed each one in turn, then curled his fingers around one warm globe. He thumbed her nipples, making them swell and stiffen and burn.

Kathy wrapped her small, dainty hand around his cock again, and began squeezing and pumping it.

His hot, sticky oozing made her fingers slip on his hot meat. She stroked her thumb over the knobby, rubbery head, let her hand slide on the film of his pre-come.

Angelo groaned and slid his hand down to her panties and slipped his fingers into them. She felt him tug on her sparse bush, then probe her swampy pussy. One finger slid deep into her dripping cunt. Her panties were digging into the crack of her ass uncomfortably, so she shoved them down.

Angelo resumed plumbing her twat.

"Shit, you're beautiful," he sighed.

"Can't fuck me," Kathy moaned as his hand sent waves of lust boiling through her pussy.

"I know, damnit," he swore.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you hurting," she assured him quickly.

"All right!" he said eagerly.

"I-I've never done this before, though, so you'll have to tell me how I'm doing," she informed him. Her chest ached and her heart was hammering hard.

"You must've jacked guys off!"

"But I've never sucked – sucked a cock before," Kathy stammered.

"Oh, man, fucking right on!" Angelo exclaimed. "You just wrap those pretty little lips around my cock and go to it!"

"Will you-will you come in my mouth?" Kathy asked.

"Naw, I'll warn you when I'm going to come," he assured her.

"But I want you to come in my mouth," she told him. "I want to swallow your come. I want to see what it tastes like."

"Shit, okay. I'll come in your mouth if you want me to," Angelo assured her quickly.

"How's Jimmy?" Kathy asked, delaying out of nervousness.

"I think he's dying," Angelo replied matter-of-factly. "Kelly and Stern were in here earlier when he turned blue. They gave him a shot. He's sound asleep."

"Oh. Okay." Kathy stared at the cock in her hand. She leaned over, licked the rounded head, tasted his hot juices. He was having trouble keeping his hand in her cunt, so she shifted, lifted one knee to his bed. Her ass was toward his head. He thrust his thumb into her cum-hole, massaged her cunt-lips with his finger.

Angelo watched her licking his cock with her flicking tongue. She shoved the hair back away from her cheek, so he had a clean view of her face and his cock. She had talked about cock-sucking with one of her girl friends once, one who had done it. Half of the pleasure of dick-licking came from being watched, the girl had said.

"Take it in your mouth," Angelo grunted.

Neither of them noticed Jimmy Carter's pale blue eyes on them. Slowly, quietly, Jimmy rolled to his side. Under the sheet, he wrapped his hand around his aching prick. He was burning up from the sight of Kathy's face so close to Angelo's cock. The girl's lushly rounded body and Angelo's hand stirring in her pussy was almost too much for Jimmy.

Kathy slid her lips around the hot, slick tip of Angelo's cock. Slowly, she fucked her face on his prick, let his cock slide back along her tongue. She felt it slither through her encircling lips.

Angelo's thumb jammed deeper into her cunt. He wiggled it as she took more and more of his cock into her mouth. The rubbery head hit her soft palate, drove her tongue down like a tongue depressor. She opened her throat and pushed her head downward. The knob of Angie's dick stroked the back of her tongue, and her gut convulsed as she gagged. She lifted her head a little, and, with her tongue, massaged the hard shaft of his cock.

"Yeah," Angelo groaned.

Jimmy's hand moved faster under the sheet.

Kathy pushed her head down again. This time she was prepared, braced for the rebellion of her gut. She fought the gagging, and got Angelo's cock clear to the back of her throat. Finally, it cut off her air and her throat opened in an attempt to swallow the huge mass of meat. Tears stung her eyes and trickled down her cheeks.

Her guts were a seething caldron of lust. Angelo continued to fuck her cunt with his hand. She wiggled her ass at him as he massaged her slick tissues. Her hot lubricant flooded over his hand. She held his cock steady with one hand, and curled the fingers of her other hand around his balls.

"Goddamn!" Angie groaned.

Jimmy licked his lips tensely. His hand pumped and pumped on his prick. Then the aching, itching, burning explosion came. He froze as he felt his cock spurting and jetting, spattering the bed with come. His gut knotted with pleasure as his prick spurted. He never took his eyes off Angelo and Kathy.

Kathy drew her head up. She liked the feel of Angelo's cock sliding out of her mouth. She lifted her face off his cock and gazed down. It was shining with her spit. Lowering her head, she tried to wiggle her tongue-tip into the tight slit.

"Man, you don't need any lessons," Angelo moaned as he watched her. His fingers played a maddening tune on the erect button of her clit.

Kathy pursed her mouth and pressed the tip of his prick against it. She let his prick wedge her lips open, spread her jaws. She met his cock with her tongue, then kept the hard rod pressed against the roof of her mouth and eased her head downward. Again she braced herself for the gagging. She opened her throat. She let the head of his cock drive into her. Her whole body was on fire as she devoured his cock. Her nose was being tickled by his pubic hair she was taking so much of his massive prick. He was big, bigger than any prick she had ever taken in her cunt – though she hadn't taken all that many.

She was sucking cock. She had never done that before! Just thinking about it used to give her a crazy sort of sick feeling that was incredibly exciting.

And now she was doing it! And it was as exciting as she had expected. The feel of hot, live cock-meat in her mouth made her belly squeeze tight, her twat clench around Angie's probing thumb.

"Awww, suck it," Angelo groaned hotly. "Suck it, you cock-sucker."

Kathy was proud of what he had just called her, not insulted. She was a cock-sucker, and she loved it, and she was proud of it. She drew her head up until just the tip of his prick was between her lips, then pushed her head down and forced his cock into her throat again.

Jimmy Carter's prick was still agonizingly, achingly hard, in spite of his coming. He clutched his throbbing cock and watched the action on Angelo's bed. Jimmy's breath was wheezing in his chest. Excitement was one of the things that could trigger his agonizing attacks and he had never been so excited in his life.

Kathy was moving her head up and down. The hard shaft of Angelo's cock was sliding in and out of her mouth like a piston. She was tasting his early seepings. Her nose was flooded with the musky scent of his arousal. Her tight belly was shivering as her coming drew nearer and nearer. Angelo worked on her twat even more vigorously.

Kathy pumped her head up and down, up and down. She was thrilled by the feel of a cock sliding along her tongue. The cock she was working on pulsed with life. Every stroke of her head and tongue brought another hot drop of salty oozings. Her mouth was flooding with saliva and she had to swallow on every stroke. She began rolling his balls.

"Jesus!" Angelo groaned.

Kathy was making a soft gulping noise as she swallowed and sucked.

The sheet over Jimmy jiggled and jerked as his hand pumped on his still-hard cock.

Kathy's hair flew around her face, tickling Angie's hard gut and thighs. Sweat and tears trickled down her cheeks. She pumped her head up and down, up and down. Her neck muscles were starting to ache.

"Christ!" Angelo said softly.

Jimmy bit back an excited grunt. His gut knotted.

Kathy gulped and swallowed, then stroked the cock with her tongue. Her cheeks caved in as she sucked on the hard prick. Her tits shivered and quivered as she bobbed her head. Trickles of spit and pre-come dried coldly on her chin. Her head pumped up and down over Angelo's hairy groin.

"Suck it! Aw, suck it!" Angelo grunted. "Rub it with your tongue and suck it! Shit!"

Kathy worked harder and harder. She fondled his nuts and pumped her head. Her lust roared higher as Angelo's hand in her cunt became less and less gentle.

The balls drew up tight against Angelo's crotch, and she knew what was about to happen.

"Gonna come," Angelo grunted. "Awww, Jesus!"

Kathy sucked in a deep breath and rammed his cock down her throat. Her throat spasmed reflexively around the monster bulk. She squeezed his balls, and felt his gut tighten. Her pussy began spasming.

The first spurt of come ripped the length of his cock like a bullet. Kathy felt it coming, felt it being propelled the length of his cock by a convulsive heave of his muscles. It squirmed along his come-tunnel, then a gooey, stinging spurt hit the back of her throat and started toward her stomach. The first spurt hadn't reached its destination, when the next one erupted from the convulsing tip of his cock.

Then they were coming too fast to count. Blob after thick blob roared the length of Angie's dick and spattered her throat, triggered her swallowing reflex, poured into her heaving stomach. She gulped down Angelo's thick, creamy waves of come. The room began to look hazy and she realized she had to breathe. She pulled back far enough to uncork her windpipe. As she exhaled and sucked in a deep breath, her mouth flooded with come and saliva – a hot, sticky mingling that coated her tongue and saturated her nose.

"Aw!" Angie grunted, his flat belly knotting as he unloaded into her mouth.

"Mmmm," Kathy purred as she savored the sticky flavor of his come.

Jimmy wheezed as his hand pumped on his prick. Then his cock began to spurt again. A second thick load of come stained his sheets.

Kathy sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, until the cock in her mouth was a shriveled, drained, empty tube of meat. She kept it in her mouth as it diminished in size and hardness. She sucked up the last burning dribbles of come. She pressed her face into Angelo's groin in order to keep as much of his prick in her mouth as she could.

She didn't lift her face from his cock until he begged her to stop. Only then did she stop drawing on his limp prick and let go of it. It was sticky with her spit.

Sliding slowly down, she knelt on the floor beside the bed and rested her cheek on Angie's hip and caught her breath. Her lips were gleaming brightly with saliva and come.

"Goddamn," Angelo sighed softly. "Fuck me!"

"I wish I could," Kathy said.

"Yeah, well, maybe you could, if you were real careful."

Kathy shook her head. "No. I don't have diaphragm with me."

"You got a diaphragm?"

"The Pill made me sick."

"How come you're in the hospital, anyway? You seem healthy enough."

"Corrective surgery on my insides," Kathy answered.

"Hey, hadn't you better get out of here before Kelly comes around?"

"I don't think she'll be around for a while. She and Stern are up to something. They were in the empty room by the nurses' station."

"She's putting out for that skinny twerp?" Angie said in surprise.

"Shhh," Kathy cautioned. "Yeah, but I don't think she's pleased with him, judging by her expression as they came back."

"Well, if she comes here, I'll satisfy her," Angelo muttered.

"Racked up the way you are?"

"Well, I'd like to, anyway. Shit, is that broad built!"

"Well, what about me?" Kathy asked jealously.

"Well, sure, you're great for a girl seventeen."

"Eighteen."

"Eighteen, then," Angelo agreed. "But face it, Kelly is all woman! Shit. I get a hard-on every time she comes into the room. And poor little Jimmy! I don't know how he manages to crap when she holds the bedpan for him. Though little Jimmy ain't so little in that department."

Kathy looked at Jimmy. He seemed to be sleeping soundly. "How old is he?"

"I don't know, maybe eighteen. He's hung though. But I don't think he's ever gotten any. Anyway, you better save it for me."

"Okay," Kathy agreed. "Or maybe I'll give Stern lessons. Or Mansfield."

"That old fart?"

"You should see him when he examines me," Kathy giggled. She heard a noise in the corridor and reached for her pajamas. "Got to go."

"Yeah, well come back, any time," Angelo invited.

"Yeah," she agreed. "Maybe tomorrow night." After checking the corridor, she darted quickly back to her room. She could still taste come in her mouth as she fell asleep.

Jimmy Carter lay on his back in his come-smeared bed, remembering what he had seen, and heard, and done. It was a long time before he finally fell asleep. When he did, he dreamed of the lushly built nurse who tended him so lovingly.