The Night Nurse

The door to her private side room swung open. "Hello Sharon, I'm Nurse Jolly and I'll be taking care of you tonight," said the tall young lady in a pristine, starched uniform.

"Hello N. . ."

Sharon started to reply but before she could get any further Nurse Jolly was looking straight at her demanding to know, "Why haven't you drunk your Ovaltine?" Her deep blue eyes stared unblinkingly at Sharon making her feel quite uncomfortable. "Well?"

"Sorry. I . . . Err . . . It tastes funny and I don't like it so I didn't drink it . . ." Her voice trailed off under the power of Nurse Jolly's staring eyes.

"You're here to get better Sharon, not to only do things you enjoy. If you're given something to eat or drink it's because it will help you get better. Do you understand?" Sharon nodded meekly. "So drink it up now, I won't tell you again."

Sharon looked-up pleadingly but quickly complied as Nurse Jolly placed her hands on her hips menacingly and tilted her head to one side, almost daring her to disobey. She quickly drank the cold malty drink, almost gagging as the settled-out lumps slid down the mug and into her mouth. "Well yes it will be horrible," said Nurse Jolly, still staring at her, "But if you'd drunk it when you were supposed to it wouldn't have been so bad, would it?" Sharon shook her head in compliance before putting the mug down.

She looked at Nurse Jolly meekly as she roughly wiped the malty-milk moustache from her mouth, "We can't have our 'Princess' looking dowdy now can we?" she said sarcastically.

Sharon noticed her full lips and cold blue eyes, her skin perfect and unblemished with a slightly warm-brown complexion. Her ears were small and pretty, adorned with a few wisps of rich dark-brown hair which had escaped from the tightly tied bun at the back of her head. Her breasts were nicely full and round, she could see that, hidden beneath her blue uniform as they were. Her eyes were drawn to her buttocks as she turned away, they too were round and pert and moved delightfully with every step she took. Her black seemed stockings showcased her shapely legs to good effect too, despite the sensible low-healed shoes she wore.

Sharon was struck with how pretty she was even though she was clearly not wearing much make-up and her eyes followed the nurse as she tidied-up the private room officiously, tutting at Sharon's choice of magazines before putting them in a neat pile well out of reach from the bed.

Sharon reached out to pick up her laptop to check her email but Nurse Jolly snatched it from her grasp, snapping it shut and placing it on the stack of magazines. "You need your sleep, Sharon, and you spend far too much time looking at that screen." Sharon's jaw dropped open in surprise but no words came out. "Don't sit there gawping like a schoolgirl, get over it!"

Nurse Jolly checked the time, nodded to herself and walked to the door. She opened it, looked out to the corridor, checked in both directions before closing and locking it. She turned to face Sharon, a large grin on her face. "Time to check your temperature I think," she said striding towards her. Sharon was puzzled by her expression but tilted her head to one side and brushed the hair away from her ear, expecting Nurse Jolly to point an electronic thermometer inside. Then she realised that her ankles were being put in stirrups and her gown was being lifted.

"W w w what are you doing?" she stammered.

"Like I said, Sharon, I'm going to take your temperature,"

"But don't you use a . . ."

"I'm the nurse here," she interrupted, "And I'll decide how we are going to do things! Understand?" Sharon nodded and said nothing, "Have you had three years training for this? No, I didn't think so, so be quiet and keep still. You are able to do that aren't you? Or do I need to restrain you like a baby?"

Sharon decided the best thing to do was to let her proceed; she could always lodge a complaint in the morning. She watched Nurse Jolly squeeze a tube of lubricant and rub it over her fingers. Something struck Sharon as amiss; she wasn't wearing gloves, surely she's not . . .

Her eyes bulged as she felt a cold slippery finger pushing deep into her tight bottom. She took a sharp intake of breath as it delved deep inside her. She heard Nurse Jolly laughing like a child with a new toy as she started to slide her finger in and out.

"What on earth are you..."

"Your temperature seems OK. Maybe a little hot. Perhaps we should try to cool you down a bit." She used a second finger to work her wider open, "Shall we try to let some heat out Sharon?" she giggled before sliding a second finger inside then working them both in and out slowly and deliberately. "Is that a bit better? By the way you open up so easily I can tell it's not the first time you've had visitors up there, eh? Our pretty little princess is a bit of a slut, perhaps?"

Her thumb started to massage Sharon's clitoris which almost immediately stiffened. Nurse Jolly laughed at her embarrassment as she blushed and turned your head away to hide her rapidly reddening face.

The teasing thumb slid down between Sharon's lips and rubbed the entrance to her pussy. To Sharon's surprise, it was very wet and Nurse Jolly's invasive digit quickly slipped inside her hot sticky pussy, making her back arch as it entered. Sharon moaned quietly as the nurse finger-fucked her pussy and arse with alternating strokes.

"Whose a pretty little slut?" she mocked as Sharon's mouth started to tremble and her breath came in short, shallow pants. "I was supposed to be seeing my boyfriend tonight," she said matter-of-factly as her fingers continued their work with increasing intensity. Her free hand started to pinch Sharon's nipples roughly, sometimes slapping her breasts with surprising force, leaving red finger marks along the soft, white flesh.

"He's a doctor, you know," she continued in the same deadpan tone, "We don't get to spend much time together, what with us both having to work shifts. But I have to work a double shift because someone is off with the flu. So instead of getting to see him tonight, I have to stay here and look after you!" Her fingers and thumb jabbed into her hard as she spat the last word.

"So," she continued, "Tonight you're going to be my plaything, little slut," her free hand left the reddened breasts and she pushed two fingers into Sharon's open mouth, "What do you think of that?" Sharon gagged as the fingers slid to the back of her mouth and she laughed at Sharon's discomfort.

Her pussy and ass were betraying her, forcing her towards a huge orgasm which she could feel building and building. Her legs widened involuntarily and she thrusted and bucked against the cruel fingers which harshly moved in and out of her. Sharon's head started to loll from side to side and she moaned louder and louder. Nurse Jolly's free hand moved to Sharon's clit and alternated soft strokes with harsh pinching between two sharp fingernails, followed by a vicious flick of her index finger before starting over.

Sharon bit her lower lip and gripped the bed sheets as a wave of pleasure overtook her, quickly followed by another and another. "Ooh! Our little slut's a squirter!" she heard Nurse Jolly saying somewhere in the background, "That's something you don't often see."

She was barely conscious of what was going on other than to urge the fingers deeper into her butt and the thumb deeper into her pussy against her thrashing, thrusting hips. She screamed and shouted and exalted Nurse Jolly to do her harder and faster before finally lying back, panting and twitching, covered in a sheen of sweat, her whole body flushed pink and her heart beating so hard and so fast that her large breasts wobbled visibly with every beat.

As she slowly recovered she could feel the cold wetness around her buttocks where her own juices had soaked the sheet. She opened her eyes, her vision blurry and slightly doubled, only to see Nurse Jolly gather up a scoop of cum in her hand and taste it. She licked her full lips salaciously and nodded at her approvingly, "You don't taste so bad after all, try some." She slipped her sticky fingers into Sharon's gaping mouth before wiping them around her trembling lips.

Nurse Jolly moved towards her, sitting on the side of the bed and started to stroke her face. "Did you enjoy that? Was it good? It will help you get better faster." she smiled. "Now I'm sure you're not a selfish person and I know you're very sorry that I have to work tonight instead of having fun with my boyfriend and his big hard cock, aren't you? But you don't have a big hard cock, do you? But I'm sure you'll want to do your best with what you have, won't you?"

Sharon looked into her eyes inquisitively, slowly moving her hand onto the nurse's thigh and under her blue dress. "Oh no princess," she laughed, "I think your pretty face would be much better at pleasing me!" She pulled Sharon's hand away, stood up and climbed onto her chest, her legs straddling her body. "My boyfriend always makes me cum with his tongue first, it's divine, I wonder if you're as good. Let's find out, shall we?"

She slid towards Sharon's face, hitching her uniform up to expose her rounded hips and a tiny thong. She pulled the thong to one side exposing her pussy with its neatly trimmed hair. Sharon could smell its powerful musky aroma and sense its warmth. "Because they made me do a double shift I haven't had a chance to shower, sorry." she mocked, "You don't mind, do you?"

Before Sharon was able to answer, Nurse Jolly had gripped the back of her head and was rubbing her hot sex over Sharon's face. It was very wet already, she had clearly enjoyed the earlier activity.

She slid her pussy over her, rubbing her stiff clit on Sharon's nose and quivering with pleasure, the soft flesh of her thighs gently squeezing against Sharon's cheeks as each wave of pleasure took her.

"Lick me princess," she whispered softly, stroking her hair and gently pushing her into her hot, wet sex. To her own surprise, Sharon's tongue obeyed her command and started slowly lapping the inner lips of her pussy which immediately opened and released a warm juice which slipped into her mouth and spread over her cheeks.

She slid back and forth over Sharon's face, sometimes pausing to urge her tongue deep inside, sometimes rubbing herself hard against her nose, stroking her hair with her hands, sometimes gripping her ears and beseeching her to bite hard on her stiff wet clitoris. Sharon followed her lead without question, beginning, as things progressed, to sense her needs without prompting. Nurse Jolly's pace and intensity gradually started to quicken. She seized Sharon's hand and guided it to her dripping sex, urging her to push her fingers inside. Her hand grips Sharon's wrist tightly as she rode her hand.

"Bite my clit princess!" she hissed through clenched teeth, "And fuck me hard!" As her climax approached she exuded more and more hot cum. Finally she pulled Sharon's now sticky fingers from her pussy which spasmed, as if attempting to hold onto them, and with a scream of delight forced them up her own arse.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Bite me hard!" she shouted as they forced their way into her hot, tight hole and she pushed so hard onto them that Sharon almost feared for her own safety.

Nurse Jolly's whole body spasmed and shook as she rocked back and forth, moaning and screaming, clenching Sharon's head between her plump thighs, covering her with her cum before finally releasing hot piss in spurts with every spasm of her orgasm. She seemed to cum forever, soaking her in cum and pee before slumping over her, trembling and shaking with after shocks of pleasure.

Finally she climbed off the bed and re-arranged her uniform. She leant over and kissed Sharon softly on the mouth and whispered, "You're very good princess, only the best make me pee when I cum, thank you."

She walked to the door, turning to look at her saying, "I'll send Agnes from housekeeping in to clean you up and change those sheets. I'll tell her you had a little 'accident'. Doctor Bentley is coming round later on with some medical students and we don't want him seeing you like this, do we? Of course we don't."

Sharon stared back at her, stunned by her remarks and that she was going to be blamed for the state of her bed and appalled by what she knew people would think about the state of her bed.

"Don't look so surprised, princess," said Nurse Jolly as she unlocked the door and left the room, "This is a teaching hospital."