Hello Nurse

I'm awoken from my slumber by soft lights that glow above my bed. I smile my favorite visitor has come back. "The doctors say I'm going crazy. But, I refuse to accept that diagnosis. They try to tell me different. I still think you are the best nurse here. No way you can't help me with my problems and get me back to normal."

That is what I said as she walked over to my bedside. In my mind I was playing a sexy jazz tune. The notes matched the tempo she walked in. Her flat shoes clicking on the floor like she was wearing heels adding cymbals to my rhythm.

In her tight form fitting pink nurses outfit with little bears on them showing off her greatest curvaceous assets. She smiles. That is the sexiest curve of all. I was looking forward to it. "Good Morning" I'm thinking don't you mean Good Night. The sun has not yet risen and its 4am. We play this game back and forth. I know she wants to peek underneath my sheets. She glances and notices the large growing outline of my black hard mandingo. "You know that kind of thing is forbidden in a hospital." I know but that is what makes it so good to be bad I think.

What I say is. "I don't know what your talking about. If you could show me then I would know and wouldn't have an excuse to say I didn't know." She continues with her nurse duties "I'm going to draw some blood and take some samples." She hurts me in a loving way. I close my eyes and feel the prickling pain and a rush of excitement as blood rushes thorough my body.

"Now that I have finished that. What I was talking about is this." She says as she quickly holds my dick wrapping it around the thin layers of my covers. "Now this kind of behavior is not receivable our acceptable towards patients or from nurses." She grips it tightly. I flinch at her quick hands. My dick throbs with excitement. Growing harder in her hands, smiling devilishly. "You are what we would call a bad boy. And all bad boys need to be punished." I go to reach for my dick. The pleasure is intense. I have not had any kind of release in weeks. I'm being watched all the time also, to mention I refuse to stop working. It is exhausting abd taxing on the body. I hear a click. I notice, she has cuffed me to the bed without me noticing. This is a curious position.

She looks at me with a caring sweet smile. She looks deep into my eyes. Staring through me into my soul. Her eyes are brown with flecks of gold. Like staring into infinity of space. She kisses me passionately wrapping her tongue around my tongue. Her taste is like strawberry mixed with peppermint. "Even though this is forbidden I have been watching you. And like I said I need a sample.....for myself." She disappears under my sheets. I begin to feel her tongue swirl around the tip of my mushroom as if she is licking a blowpop. The feeling is intense. Shivers flow up and down my spine. Like I am being electrocuted with a low voltage of electricity.

I am growing harder and harder as my dick is being played with like a toy. I feel like she is a cat and I have become the mouse. She plays with me for her entertainment. Engulfing me in a pleasure principle. I feel myself sliding down her mouth into the back of her throat. Her tongue encircled around me and then releasing me. "Shit!" I can feel myself about to climax. I moan intensely. 3...2...1...

As if she knows she grips me tightly. "Not yet. I have yet to get my own intimates." She says as my mistress nurse rises from underneath the depths. "You can not disappoint me daddy. You are still sick and need to be takin care of." My mistress assumes the position. Sitting on my face. "Now take your medication and don't stop till I tell you." Her smell makes my mouth water. Her fruit is as always the sweetest I've ever tasted. So begins another long night with my wife the nurse I call mistress.

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Mentally Fucked

I saw her from across the room. I smiled because she was reading a book on life's purpose. It was one that I had read before. Philosophical thoughts rolled through my brain like a distant memory. This told me two things about her. 1 she was a woman with a brain and wanted to use it to improve herself. 2 she was mentally sexy. I was intrigued and in that instant like a dog in heat. She was what I wanted. I wanted her now. My mouth began to water.

I had not even takin the time to realize that she was wearing a black sweater that seemed to slim down her figure. As well as decrease attention to her curves. This prop she wore did nothing to stop my prying eyes. I noticed her curves that were a well endowed blessing given to her by her mama's mama's mama. She had classic beauty. My artistic mind stripped of her clothes like an onion being peeled. Away her clothes fell to the floor layer after layer. I saw her nude in my mind eye. I gazed at her form, it was a beautiful sculpture made of crystalized and polished black marble. It was as if she were fit for this gallery coffee shop. But, she stood out among all the decor everything in here looked fake and cheap but her. She was the piece they spent all their money on and decorated around to make a habitat suitable to her GOD given beauty. She was priceless.

My lower head was speaking to me trying to take over my normally logical mind. I became flooded with imagery of pulling her hair while giving her from behind. Making her cream on my dick as it flowed from her like rain. All for my pleasure so that I could then suck on her sweet forbidden fruit. And lap up the juice that flowed from her savoring it like the tea I am drinking. Just sip after sip. As a man I have that problem it can be great motivator. But, it can get me into trouble..... I can be terribly naughty.

I have to be and remain calm. I'm in public. I begin to grin devilishly. Flipping mentally back and forth between my other half. I continue to struggle to stay in my human form. I don't want to give into my carnal desires. Otherwise like trying to get close to a wild animal she will see me coming and run off. She deserves more than that. Then I realize I'm staring now I look away but in my mind.

Her image lingers like a flash from the sun when coming out of the darkness. I imagine how her kiss must taste. A sweet nectar of honey with my tea. My lower self agrees as it bulges twice it's size in my otherwise loose fitting pants. I look back and my art filled mind begins to fill in shadows, form, and color. I trace and lick her down to her neck. Caressing and cradling her body like a precious stone. In my mouth and down my body. Slow delicate brush strokes against her supple breasts like a nice silk shirt or a summer breeze.
Engulfing them in a gentle suck. Then flicking and teasing her nipples in small circles. Scrolling down her body in the same manner. I use delicate strokes and styles. Some long, slow and delicate. Others sharp and quick. Decreasing and increasing pressure and rhythm to copy her form mentally to imprint her into my mind. Even though all she sees is a man drawing on a note pad sipping morning tea.

Inside my mind I am about to explode with passion. Finally I get up finshing my tea. I smile at her and walk over. "Good Morning." She looks up with a smile that feels like the morning sun on my naked skin. "How are you?" And so with that begins the true mental fuck she has been giving me. Since I saw her from across the room.

Good Morning My Pet

I open my eyes and breathe in a breathe of life that is soul serving deep. It smells of lavender that hangs in the air that is your scent. I am awake before the sun. Before the birds. Before the alarm clock that I know is set to go off.

My pet you are sound asleep beside me still, quiet and frozen in a position that if stood up. Would make you seem graceful like you were dancing across the floor like a ballerina at the symphony hall. This is where the audience would stand and applause in praise of your strength, spirit and expertise in your controlled body movements.

I stretch to awaken myself further. My eyes can not take themselves off of you. I smile devilishly. My rock hard dick is an expression of my want for you. But, I have to prepare so as to not be interrupted if I am going to devour my prey.

I turn off the alarm clock before it's time. And grab a belt. Then I begin to move slowly down underneath the sheets. Today we are going into work late. You move quietly moaning in your sleep. Perfect. She knows the chords to my favorite song I like to hear her sing. She is warming up her voice unbeknownst to her body. Her unconscious mind is linked with mine. Our spirits are one even when she is dancing with GOD in her out of body experience that is called sleep.

I kiss her stomach gently like a flower petal falling. Slowly I move down towards her naval. My mouth waters with anticipation. My hands slowly guide her legs open enough to fit my head in the right position. I begin to kiss her strawberry essence to practice on my grand instrument straight through her intimate lace. Her legs open up more to receive me. She moans again and moves. I stop. I want to enjoy this. I want to blur her mental state of dream and reality. Her back arches as if her body is begging me to continue. Even in sleep my pet is eager to please me as I am her. But, not yet.

After she is still. I continue to kiss delicate petal kisses on her strawberry essence. The scent from her is like a good breakfast on Sunday morning. She opens up more for me. I give her a nice, slow, long, lick that moves like a snake. Gliding and floating deeper, deeper and deeper into her. Letting my tongue taste her sweetness as her juices flow from her essence. I use my tongue like a slip and slide. Allowing her moist wetness to slide down my throat.

She moans. And takes a deep breathe as if coming up for air. I can tell she feels me. I don't want her to get what she wants to soon. My tongue lays still and quiet in her honey pot. Like a cat waiting patiently in the high grass blending in with its environment. It vibrates matching her heart beat.

I then curl my tongue up into her. Her back arches as she instinctively tries to get away. I drag the tip of my tongue flicking every fold inside of her I curress her spot. I then slide my tongue out. So that I can swallow her juices that have hydrated my mouth. She starts to sing the first bar of my favorite song that I play on her. Humming with "Oh, Ah and MMmmmm".

I begin to twist and curl my tongue my tongue slowly going around and around the edge of her. Using my tongue to create a masterpiece. She dances on it. Adding to the vibration of my hot organ. I curl my tongue and dive slowly deep inside of her. Her body tries to move away again. Her legs shake in uncontrollable spasm and she grabs my locs. As if trying to hold onto reality the sensation seems to force her mind into the spiritual realm. She has fully awoken and is at my attention.

My coiled tongue continues to drill in and out and in. As I lap up her juices like a bear licking honey trying to get that last drop. I smack her ass with her favorite belt. To her actions I speak “I want to devour you. I am hungry and famished“ She is about to hit that note that we have practiced and made perfect.

I slap her ass again. I grab her forcefully and engulf my whole mouth and tongue. Suck on to her clit. Her essence gushes out of her and down into my mouth. On my face and down my chest.... I am indulging in this pool of her cream and am happy to be drowned in it. My pet has done good. But, it is still to early to stop. I might as well call in sick.