The Nurse 16

I'm sitting in a chair in the little room at the doctor's office. The doctor that checks my vitals before the actual doctor comes in is wrapping the blood cuff around my arm. It inflates, beeps and lazily deflates. "Is your blood pressure always this high?" She asks. "No, I rode my bike over here."

"That explains that. The doctor will be right in."

I'm left alone in the little room, it's really little. There is a knock at the door and I bellow a come in. A slim toned pale figure steps in and sits on the rolling chair across from me.

"Matthew? Hi I'm..."

She is gorgeous. Her pale skin and bright green eyes are surrounded by freckles and long orange hair that flows down her white coat to her ass. Fuck.

"nurse practitioner..."

Jesus why didn't I listen to her name. God I hope I wasn't staring at her like a horny starved dog looking at a steak.

"...you in today?"

Fuck, get your act together man! Stop staring at her mouth, you know you are bad at hiding your thoughts. She probably knows you're picturing her mouth wrapped around your cock.

"Mr. Malone, what brings you in today?" She says looking at me and then my chart.

Last time I was here they told me to have low testosterone. She stares into my eyes and takes a seat in the other rolling chair. I was curious if you could do anything. She looks up at me with those green eyes from my chart and then looks down and flips through pages until she finds what she needs. She scoots closer in her chair. She scoots again. Finally she scoots one more time thrusting her hips sideways at me. We are really close. God her shampoo smells good. She flips her hair to her other shoulder and shows me the chart and points to a number on the bottom. Her hair is thick and a dark deep orange. "Your numbers are in the seventy to ninety range. Your testosterone is fine."

She puts the clipboard on the hospital bed taking up the space in the room and it makes that crinkle of paper sound.

"Mr. Malone I've practiced medicine all around the world and have learned unorthodox ways at least here in the states to measure testosterone without the use of blood samples. We can do it right here right now.

You'll get your results before you walk out of this room. What do you say?"

I nod and say sure.

She grabs my wrist and pulls me out of the chair. "Here, turn around." She moves me so I'm standing in front of the bed and she is behind me pressing her body against my back. Her head is turned to my left, she breathes in. "Let me take your vitals." She opens her coat, presses her body against mine and grabs both my wrists and finds my pulse. Her delicate thin fingers wrapped around my muscled and vein laced wrist. I have thick forearms from years of rock climbing, a friend of mine says that my arms look like pony dicks. Every time he would see me he called me pony dick, I've been called worse.

I feel her breathing against my body. She is warm and I can feel her tits pressed against my back and her hips on my ass. I start to relax and breathe deeply and her breath starts to sync with mine. "This is good." she whispers. She glides her hands to my waist and pulls at my shirt. Her right palms the cold stethoscope against my chiseled abs.

"I'm going to warm this up for a second." She slowly slides the stethoscope down my abs and just past my waist band. "How's that?" she asks.

Uh...c..c...cold.

"It'll warm up, just give it a second."

I can feel her slowly opening and closing her fingers as she palms the scope just above my crotch, her fingers grazing my trimmed pubic hair.

"It should be starting to warm up now." She whispers in my ear.

I want to turn her around and ride her on the hospital bed.

She slowly slides it up my hard abs while her fingers graze my skin sending shivers through my whole body and stops at my heart. I'm covered in goosebumps, my breath gets heavy and I can feel my cock getting hard. Fuck, I need to hold myself together, I can't get an erection here!

Her left hand hooks behind the button of my slacks. Her pale fingers rest against my crotch, only separated by a thin layer of fabric.

Fuck me.

I exhale and start to swell against her hand. Why the fuck did I not wear my micro boxer briefs today? We stand like this for a few beats. I feel her lips against my ear "Relax." She takes a deep breath that I feel against my body. I close my eyes and follow her lead and take a deep, inhaling with her she exhales. We stand like this for God knows how long. I'm trying to not let the blood fill my cock but it's happening and it's starting to hurt.

Her lips raise to my ear "Strong heartbeat" and my cock jumps beneath my slacks in her hand. I am rock solid hard, ready to fuck. She leans forward pushing me and as I brace my hand on the bed, she starts to lightly stroke my cock through the slacks and I'm no longer following her breath. I'm lost and only focusing on her the way her body feels against mine.

Her hand slides down the length of my cock to the head. Her feet standing on the outside of my feet. Her hand sliding back to the base. Her hips against my ass. She slides her hand back to my swollen aching head. Her perfect tits on my back and her long hair teases my arms and neck as her hand slowly moves along the length of my cock.

I'm hard as fuck. She Whispers in my ear and her lips are wet and graze my sensitive skin with electricity and that feeling goes straight to my hard cock. I feel precum beginning to build up at the base of my cock. "If you cum, your insurance doesn't cover a semen sample." I put my head back and afflicted, I whisper "Stop."

Her hand runs along my cock back to the base and she expertly unbuttons my slacks with a flick of her thumb and pulls down my fly. "Please!" I beg. She puts her lips on my ear and I feel her fingers gingerly touch the underside of my rock hard cock cradling me in her warm hand making me moan (Jesus, fuck) as she inaudibly says "I don't want to."

She slowly strokes me as a bead of precum begins to form at the tip. Again her lips graze my ear with electricity.

"I'm prescribing this hard.." She gives my cock a firm squeeze and moves down to my balls and gives a gentle but firm squeeze that's on the edge of being painful but the ache she gives me is intoxicating and I feel more precum flow out of my cock.

"..cock inside my wet cunt." The bead of precum drips and drips. The soft skin of her forearm rubs against the underside of my cock as my precum acts as lube.

"You need to release" She tells me.

Fuck I'm going to cum.

"Doctors orders" She whispers.

Then everything is over. She leans off me.

I pant on the edge of orgasm as I lean against the bed mustering all my will power to think of dead kittens trying not to go over the edge. The dead kittens aren't working...all I can picture in my mind is this gorgeous creature in fox ears and fox tail buttplug draped over her lower back while she is on all fours with her ass in the air teasing me with her dripping cunt.

"You'll have to make an appointment...I could see you for a follow up in two weeks to check the tightness of your ass." I turn around and look into her green eyes. You want to peg me?

"You're the one who said it...faggot."

I have only heard of love from songs and books, but I think I might be falling for this woman.

I walk out of the little room hiding my erection by moving my laptop bag in front of my torso. I'm confused, turned on and covered in my own sticky precome as I stop at the receptionist to make a future appointment.

To be continued.