**some notes before we start :)**
~This is my first story ever, like... ever... so please leave comments or email me suggestions. Even if they're like, "Hey Bella, please don't ever write again, thank you." This was super fun to write and think about!
~A version of this did happen IRL, but obviously it's a little spicier on here than it was irl, haha.
~I was so horny while writing this, so there are typos in this... Please be sure to just ignore them, lol.
~I am not sure what category to put this under, so please let me know!
~I feel like there is a lot of fluff in this, so let me know if my suspicions are correct...
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Today is a beautiful Saturday in March. I have my last Nursing Assistant Skills day before my final exam. I hopped out of bed, brushed my teeth, took a shower, and went to the closet to pick out clothing. I picked out a baby blue, almost teal, lace bra (34 DDD) and panties set from Victoria's Secret. As I tore through my closet drawers, I settled on wearing something athletic. I decided to wear thin Lululemon yoga pants, almost tights, in the color "dark red," and a Lululemon define jacket in the color "strawberry milkshake." I love define jackets because they really show off my curves in the right places. It leaves nothing to the imagination. It made my tits and ass instantly look bigger and better.
I grabbed my phone, water bottle, and backpack and hurried out the door. The location of the school was only 15 minutes away from home, and I usually like to get there a little earlier to have time to rot in my car before class. I arrived at the parking lot and was lucky enough to get a good spot, right near the entrance! I sat in my car for about 15 minutes, just rotting in my car, watching TikTok, and eating my breakfast. About 5 minutes before class started, I noticed the small parking lot was starting to fill up and students were walking to class. I decided to join them and walk to class as well.
As I got to my seat, I sat next to one of the only girls in that class. Our main instructor greeted us and started explaining the main points of today's class. As he was talking, I heard some noise at the back door. As I turned around, a tall, muscular young man walked in, appearing to be in his late 20s. We immediately locked eyes. He had lightly tanned skin, bluish-green eyes, caramel-colored hair and beard, wearing a backwards ball cap, black FIGS scrubs, a cheap black and red soft cotton jacket, and black Nike sneakers. He nodded at our main instructor, you know, how guys acknowledge each other, and the main instructor did the same. He started setting up his station in another room, so I shifted my attention back to the main instructor.
Eventually, he stopped talking at us, and we finally got to our stations. Since it was the final day before the big exam, we picked the two skills that many of us struggled with. There were only two stations that day. One station, which I voted for as the most challenging, was with our main instructor, focusing on wound care. We learned how to properly care for wounds. The other station, with the hot guy, was for vital signs. I was surprised because this was the easiest one for me. A lot of people struggled with manually measuring BP, likely because we had cheap stethoscopes. The main instructor divided us into two groups. Half of the room was with him, and the other half went with the hot guy.
Unfortunately, I was one of the ones that went with the main instructor first. Eventually, I joined the hot guy with the rest of my classmates. I dabbled in Psychology a bit, so I know how to get people to like me. As I walked into the room, he looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back but didn't act too desperate, even though I was going crazy on the inside. Once we were all in the room, we stood in a semi-circle, and he introduced himself.
"Hey everyone, my name is Mr. Johnson, so let's get into reviewing how to take vitals!" he smiled and said. "I see you guys are excited about being here, but just keep in mind lunch is in 30 minutes, so just push through."
Wow. I wished he could push something inside of me. I wasn't waiting for lunch; I was waiting for him to take off my clothes and fuck me into another dimension. Everybody sighed in relief and started chatting with each other.
He brought the attention back to himself and started showing us how to take basic vitals. For about 10 minutes, the entire time, he was lecturing at me. What I mean by that is, since I was nodding and smiling like every "A student," he subconsciously looked at me more than the other students who were twiddling their thumbs, looking at their phones, looking at the ceiling, and somehow falling asleep (while standing...?). I already knew how to do this, so I didn't need to pay attention to what he was doing. Instead, I paid attention to him. I scanned his body up and down.
Wow. His arms were particularly attractive. He had large, muscular arms, and I wondered what it would be like to cuddle with them. He clearly worked out. My gaze started to move lower. His scrubs were a bit tight around his arms and legs, which was a plus for me. His legs were muscular as well, which is a good sign for me. I looked down at his shoes, and he had pretty big feet. Yes, I know this is so weird, but multiple studies show that a guy's shoe size is directly proportional to his dick size... don't ask me where I read those studies or if those studies even exist... just trust me. Just looking at him got me excited... and it didn't help that I was ovulating... and it also didn't help that I was wearing panties with thin fabric. I started thinking of all the things I would let him do to me.
I wished he would grab my hips and kiss me. Then he would start moving his kisses lower and lower until he had to unzip my jacket. He would keep kissing me and get to my bra. He would slowly move his hands up, take off my bra, put his hands on my breasts, and pinch my nipples just softly until I gasped. He would then start rubbing them with his thumb, making them even harder. I started to think about how much of a sucker I am for nipple play (haha, literally), and things started to get hot and wet... down there... He kisses them and starts sucking. I mutter curse words through my clenched teeth, only loud enough for us to hear. He moves the hand he isn't using lower and feels my hips. My lower body rocks back and forth, side to side, restless, inviting him to touch me a little lower. He switches hands often, making sure one nipple doesn't get jealous of the other. Once he hears me start moaning and groaning a little louder, he starts to tease me. He grabs my ass and pulls off my yoga pants. He takes off my jacket and throws both to the side. Now I am standing in front of him with no bra and no panties. He takes a break and scans me head to toe, just like I did him. I see he is getting really excited. He starts to rub his manhood against me.
He thrusts against me, which only makes matters worse. I need him inside of me... now... I take his hand off my ass and try to move it to my pussy.
"Not yet, baby," he said, slapping my hand away.
I try pleading with him, to no avail. I take his shirt off, and I'm drooling over his upper body. I take his pants off, and I'm only left with his boxers. I feel the rim of his boxers and pull them down with just one finger. His massive 6-inch cock pops out like a jack-in-the-box, so happy to see me. I wrap my hand around it and start sliding my hand up and down his shaft. I make sure to "accidentally" graze over the tip occasionally. I go slow and steady, attempting to tease him like he did me. He slips off my panties and starts playing with my clit. We are both moaning and swearing, feeling like we are both getting close. I start to play with my nipples--pinching them, teasing them, rubbing them--all the while I moan louder. He moves his dick closer to my pussy and starts teasing my lips with his tip.
"Fuuuuck, put it in, I'm so close, please!"
All of a sudden, I got snapped out of my fantasy and heard, "So, to do this, I will pick a volunteer." I freeze. How long was I out for? I can't be the volunteer. What if he touches me and I just have a giant orgasm in front of everyone? Or what if my pussy can't take this sexual tension between us and I just squirt everywhere? Or what if something awkward happens?
"You."
I see him pointing at me.
"Me?"
He nods.
"Yes, you."
Yep, of course, it had to be me. I was the one nodding and smiling like one of those teacher's pets.
Oh, why did I have to do that? He instructs me to sit on the chair. There is a BP monitor next to it. He starts prepping the BP cuff and everything else. Once he preps everything, he stops and turns his full attention to me.
"Alright, what's your name?"
"My name is Diane."
"Oooh, I love that name!"
I blush, and he asks, "Which one's your favorite arm?"
My eyes widen, and I get caught off guard. In a concerned voice, I ask, "What?"
"Arm. Which one's your favorite arm?"
"Oh, I think it would be my right arm."
"Great."
He puts the cuff on me, even though I wish he put different cuffs on me (you know, the kind people use for fun & kinky sex). He puts on the stethoscope and starts pumping. He puts the stethoscope's diaphragm into the cuff with the bell sticking out.
