The Porn Nurse Ch 02

Clara's second day was the on the 15th, so std test day. They don't schedule any exams on these days, which I found to be a relief. At least I knew my girlfriend wasn't going to be spending the day with loads getting blown on her face left and right. I seemed to still be equally aroused, and frustrated by the situation. But she wanted to do this, and I was going to support her.

I was sitting at my desk at home, and decided to go ahead and log on to the company's internal website to check the cameras to see how things were going. Just like Clara said, nothing sexual going on. Guys going in and out of the exam room (clothed for a change), filling out paperwork, doing the test, and leaving.

I started messing around with the cameras, looking at the different angles. One in each corner near the ceiling. One in the observation room, giving me the angle I had on her first day. One above each of the doors, so entrance, fluffer, shower room. There was even one in the shower room itself, which I found odd since Clara told me that was off limits to anyone but her and maintenance. I was even able to access the camera in the monitor on her desk. As an added bonus, they all zoomed in.

From what I could tell, I did have a view to every angle in the exam room. I guess it was nice of Pete to allow me this kind of access.

That second day came and went, with no eventful occurrences to speak of. It also gave me a very false sense of security of what would happen the next day.

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Clara said she had multiple appointments through her third day, so was going to be very busy. About a half hour into her shift, I noticed she had left her lunch in the fridge, so I called her.

"Hello?", said Clara.

"Hey babe. I know you're busy, but did you know you left your lunch at home today?"

"Oh damn, you're right. It's okay, I'll just eat in the cafeteria today."

"Sure you don't want me to bring it to you?"

"No, it's okay. I'm going to be swamped today anyway."

"Any appointments show up so far?" I hope I didn't sound worried.

"Two so far, but they were quick. One was a new hire performer who wasn't able to do the std test yesterday. The other just needed a restock on some supplements. Third one should be coming in shortly."

"What's that one for?"

"Performer had a shoot today. One of the female performers complained that his cum didn't taste right, so I've got to sort it out. One sec, my office phone's ringing." She put me on mute, and came back shortly after. "Sorry babe, my next appointment's here. Gotta go. Love you. Bye!"

The line went dead. A performer's cum didn't taste right? Great, what was this going to involve. I quickly went back to my computer and logged back in to the cameras. I figured the camera at her desk was the best bet, so I went to that one first, and was I ever right. There was Clara, making notes about something, with a guy standing naked right next to her, jerking his big black dick only inches from her face.

"So, Davis," she began, "I hear there's an issue with the way your cum tastes?"

"That's what Misty said. Haven't had any complaints from anyone else though."

"I see. I trust the fluffers have gotten you close?"

"Yep. I'm about to bust already."

"Since this is in regards to taste, you may want to aim more for..." Clara didn't get a change to complete her sentence. Davis first load glued Clara's left eye shut. The second and third load streamed across her face, two almost perfect lines on each side of her nose, going from her chin to her forehead. Then Davis, a little forcefully, shoved his cock in my girlfriends mouth and pulsed a few more times.

"Yeah, taste that cum," said Davis. "Make sure and suck everything out the tip. I don't want to dribble anywhere." Clara, without hesitation reached up, grabbed his dick, and sucked at the tip several times before letting him go. I can't believe she just sucked this guys dick. That was not what we talked about.

"Next time," said Clara, "try and get all the cum in my mouth. This in regards to the taste of your cum, and I need to get the full experience to diagnose. As it is, your cum is a bit acidic. I'm writing you a prescription for some supplements, and you need to add more fruit to your diet."

"I guess."

"Davis, your physical is in three days. You had better show an improvement by that day, or I'll tell the director to find a substitute and you're going to be in here every day blowing your load down my throat and not getting paid for it until you've improved yourself. Got it?"

"Okay, doc. Jeez"

"Now, see Eve on your way out to schedule the exam. My next patient is on the way in."

There was my assertive girlfriend in action! I didn't realize she could prevent them from getting paid if they didn't adhere to her directions. Not sure how discouraging it would be to blow a load down her throat daily though.

As soon as Davis left, the next patient came in, cock out in all it's glory.

"Kyle? I see we're doing your physical today." Kyle nodded in the affirmative.

"Good, please go stand in front of the black X." I quickly switched to the observation room angle, both looking forward to and dreading what would shortly happen.

Kyle stood in front of the X, and my girlfriend started checking his skin for any blemishes.

"I don't see any issues. Have you been feeling well? Nothing to report?"

"Nothing doc. Other than two incredibly full nuts I'm ready to empty."

Clara kneeled down in front of Kyle, seemingly assessing his nuts.

"They are quite large. Do they always get like this under the three day method?"

"Just gifted with big balls. The girls always like the way they slap against their pussy when I bang them from behind. Lucky I guess."

"I see," said Clara, now jerking Kyle. "Good rigidity. I can see the fluffers did there job in getting you ready. 8.5 inches. Okay, Kyle. Paint my face."

"Cup my balls!" Clara complied, and Kyle grunted. Kyle seemed to have a goal in mind. The first two blasts covered the middle of Clara's face. "Open your mouth, doc!" Clara once again complied. She probably thought, like I did, that Kyle was just going to aim for her mouth. Instead, he stepped forward and rammed half his dick inside her mouth, all the while pulsing load after load straight down her throat, Clara swallowing and swallowing. Kyle removed his cock from my girlfriends mouth, and she slightly coughed. No doubt because of the gargantuan cumload she now had in her stomach.

"For future reference Kyle, paint my face means cum on my face, not pump your load in my mouth. Clear?"

Kyle looked slightly taken aback. Clara was once again having to assert herself today. Though again, not sure how assertive she is by telling a guy to make sure he cums on her face...

"Second, as I told one of your fellow load blowers Monday, I'm a nurse, not a doctor. But as I told him, if it makes you more comfortable, feel free to call me "doc".

"Right, thanks doc. Sorry for the mishap. Won't happen again."

"Make sure it doesn't," said Clara. She started to get up, but stopped short, once again cupping his balls. "Kyle, your balls still seem somewhat full. It certainly felt like you shot a big enough load when your cum slid down my throat, but do you need to cum again?"

"I honestly could stand for a second draining, Nurse Clara."

"Very well. What kind of scene are you shooting in three days? And what's the finish?"

"Just a one on one. Finish is me pulling out during missionary and shooting a body shot as far as I can."

"Ah, I see. Well, I was going to see what assistance I could offer in you practicing your scene, but we certainly can't have sex. I do have a boyfriend, after all." Jay was relieved Clara at least seemed to have some limits to this madness.

"I could always wear a condom," Kyle mused.

"Even with a condom, that would still be sex, Kyle."

"Would it? I mean, the skin on my dick wouldn't be touching the inside of your pussy. The condom would be a barrier. Just saying, it would be nice to be able to practice my scene to it's fullest."

Practice his scene to it's fullest? Like he didn't fuck in porn for a living and didn't know exactly what the scene was going to be like. This was absurd. Clara, unfortunately, seemed to be thinking about it.

"What you say is true, Kyle. The condom has a thin barrier, but still, a barrier. Understand, this would merely be practice. I cannot actively fuck you, condom or no." Another weird limitation, thought Jay.

"That settles it then. Strip down and get on the exam table. I'll find myself a condom. Can't wait to see those tits of yours."

Clara couldn't get her clothes off fast enough. She was quickly in nothing but her black pumps, and sitting on the edge of the exam table. Jay switched the camera angle to the corner camera closest to the exam table and zoomed in.

Kyle came up to her, obviously impressed with her natural 32DD's. Clara laid back on the table. Kyle began rubbing his now condom covered dick across Clara's already sopping wet pussy.

"You may say you can't fuck me," said Kyle, "but you obviously want to be fucked. You're dripping!"

"Remember, Kyle, this is not fucking. You are simply using my pussy to masturbate your condom covered throbbing cock until you blow a load across my body, simulating the ending of your scene in three days. This is not sexual. This is me doing my job to make sure you are able to perform your scene correctly."

"Ok, sure, Nurse Clara." Kyle had obviously heard enough. He stopped rubbing her moist gash and stuck the head of his dick at her entrance, and with a plop, the head was in. Clara breathed a low groan. Kyle methodically started see sawing his dick in and out of Clara, putting a little more in each time. After a few minutes, Kyle had managed to wedge his entire unit in my girlfriend. He was now making the tell tale sound of balls slapping ass as he repeatedly fucked in and out of her. Correction, used her pussy to masturbate himself. Like there was a difference. Good lord, why am I okay with this? After fucking her for a good couple minutes, Clara managed to overcome the lust and speak.

"Kyle, remember, my job in these sessions is to observe your cumshot. I do have other patients today, so you don't have to take too long. You can hose down my naked body whenever you're ready."

"You want me to go ahead and cum?"

"Yes, Kyle. I'm prepared to observe your nut." Kyle pumped a few more times. Then he yanked his cock out of my girlfriend, ripped off the condom, and sprayed another surprisingly massive load. The first three shots made it all the way to her face, clinging to her lips and nose. The next shot stopped at her neck. The next two stopped at her tits, one for each swollen nipple, of course. The next four came shorter, though surprisingly still powerful, coating her stomach.

"Thanks for the double feature, Nurse Clara. Now I'm confident I'll be ready for my scene in a few days."

Before Clara could respond, the fluffer door opened, and a man who was obviously about to cum ran towards the exam table. Without a word, he got beside Clara, and proceeded to coat the left side of her face with incredibly thick jizz. 10 squirts and another eye glued shut later, the man finally spoke.

"Sorry, nurse. I'm Zane, your next appointment? I let the fluffers go too far and needed to get in her before I shot my wad."

"Jesus, Zane," said Kyle.

"Zane, this was completely inappropriate. While your cock batter volume is quite acceptable, this is not the correct way to complete the physical exam. I'm going to have to talk to Pete about this. Both of you please leave so I can clean this up."

The men left, and Clara started to clean up the copious amount of sperm left in their wake. I sat there shaking my head. I can't believe my girlfriend fucked someone else.

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Zane was apparently supposed to be Clara's first appointment after lunch, so she decided to take an extra long lunch instead. I decided to remain logged in to the cameras constantly. I needed to know how far she was taking things. I texted her about Kyle fucking her, but she remained steadfast that the entire ordeal was professional. Not sure how a pornstar ramming her gash until he blew his nut all over her is professional in any way, but Clara was adamant. I reluctantly conceded.

My phone started to ring. It was Clara.

"Hello?"

"Hey babe, are you still by your computer?"

"I am"

"Okay, can you get on a quick video conference meeting with me and Pete?"

"Yeah, sure."

I waited a few ticks, and the call came through from Clara. I answered, and both Pete and Clara were then on the screen. Pete spoke first.

"Hey you two. First off, Clara, I heard what happened with Zane. Not appropriate. I'm talking to HR. We don't know what action we are going to take yet, but some kind of reprimand will be incoming."

This company actually has an HR department, thought Jay? Cum flying left and right, but apparently, some things could still go too far. Now Clara started to speak.

"Pete, I had a long lunch to think about things, and I wanted to run some things by you. First, the Zane incident. If I understand correctly, the most important thing about the exam is the quality of the cumshot, correct?"

"Correct. It is unarguably the most vital aspect."

"In that case, do I really need to check rigidity or cock length? It would be easy enough for the fluffers to measure the guys dicks when they're getting them hard for me."

"Well, it would be easy enough for the fluffers to measure length, but what about rigidity? These cum shooters are our money makers. They need to be in good and pleasurable condition."

"That brings me to my second thought. I attempted a different method with Kyle during his exam today. Initially, the exam went as normal, and he blew a very healthy load on my face and down my throat. Afterwards, however, he was still hard. So we somewhat improvised the scene he's going to have in a few days. I had him put on a condom, and then use my pussy to masturbate himself. Once I reminded him the goal was for him to shoot his cum, not masturbate, he pulled out and shot a second very fantastic load across my body."

"Interesting. So, you're open to sex with the talent?"

"No, it wasn't sex. As I said, he wore a condom. What I think we should do is let the talent know that the fluffers are going to measure them while they are getting them hard for me. Then, when they come to the exam room, I will help them create a facsimile of the scene they are going to perform in within the next few days. However, the talent also needs to know that the most important thing for me is the cumshot. They don't need to prolong using my body to jerk themselves off. They need to know it's okay to get to the cumshot as quickly as possible."

I couldn't believe this conversation. It was only day three, and my girlfriend was now going to fuck and do who knows what with all of these horny bastards.

"That..." said Pete, "is a world class idea Clara! Just think of it! With you as the talent pool cumbucket, you'll be able to assess loads faster than we ever have before. Just to be clear though, are you wanting to do true facsimiles of the performers scenes? Exams are typically one on one, but our scenes run a whole gamut of situations. Are you wanting to start taking on our studs, two, three, or even more at a time?"

"I think it's best to create as close of a facsimile just prior to the cumshot as possible, so yes. How ever many dicks are going to get drained in the scene, I want the same number of dicks getting drained on me."

"Excellent! I will let the talent pool know. We'll start today. Good luck!"

"Thanks Pete!" said Clara. With that, Pete signed out. "Jay, it is so cool that you have been so supportive of me with this. I know it's pushing boundaries, but I want to push this company to be even better than it is."

I didn't know what to say. What could I say?

"Sure. No problem," I said. My words sounded hollow, but my dick drunk girlfriend didn't notice.

"You're the best! Bye babe!" And Clara logged off. Three days. In only three days this job had turned my girlfriend into an unbelievable slut. I switched my computer back to the cameras, dreading what the rest of the day had in store.

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And I didn't have to wait long. The next appointment was an exam. A guy named Carl. He was signed up for a blowjob only scene, but apparently hadn't shot a scene in a while. He'd been having premature ejaculation problems.

"Carl," said Clara, "just to confirm. You did not have the fluffers assist you in any way today, per the previous instructions you received, correct?"

"No, Nurse Clara. No help at all."

"Good. Did Pete make you aware of our new testing standards?"

"Yes mam."

"Very good. Now, in your situation, I do need to test endurance. Mind you, you don't need to last too long for a blowjob scene, but you do still need to have a moderate amount of endurance. As you're aware, I cannot personally stimulate you, but you can masturbate with my body. So, I want you to fuck my face. We are more needing to test for endurance today, so feel free to shoot your load directly down my throat. You may begin."

Carl needed no more prodding. He lined up with my girlfriends luscious lips and started pumping in and out. And after only three pumps, was very obviously dropping a major load inside Clara's horny mouth. After making sure she swallowed it all, she looked up at Carl.

"Well Carl, you do indeed still have a problem, so I cannot clear you for filming. See Eve on your way out and make an appointment for three days from now. Your volume was good, and tasted delicious, but I will still need to make an appropriate assessment on your next visit."

Carl left. Didn't seem too unhappy either.

The next appointment was not an exam. His name was Clifford. He had a shoot scheduled for the next week, and his exam wouldn't be until Monday. Today though, he needed to get his pubic hair examined and remove any unwanted hair. He came in dressed, but was quickly naked on the exam table, at Clara's instruction. She started her examination.

"Clifford, everything looks pretty good. Are you sure there's any issues?"

"My wife says whenever she blows me, there's some small hair that keeps hitting her lips. I don't see it either, but she swears it's there."

This guy's married? Jay couldn't believe it.

"I don't see, or feel anything. But, lips are more sensitive. I'm going to place my mouth on your cock in an attempt to find the hair." Before I could even react to what she said, she was licking up and down his shaft. "I need to make sure it's properly lubricated so I can more easily move my head up and down, in an attempt to locate the hair."

Move her head up and down? Was she trying to find a hair or give him a blowjob?

After sufficiently lubricating his dick, Clara began hunting for the hair. She almost immediately started deep throating what must've been an 8 inch cock. She bobbed up and down for almost a minute, then stopped.

"I think I found it. Right here, do you feel that?"

"Yes. Yes, I do feel that."

"Hmmm. Your erection is going to get in the way of me accessing the hair. I'm going to have to remove the erection from the equation." Without waiting for a response, Clara started deep throating him again. After a good five minute blowjob, Clifford grunted, planting his seed in her swallowing hole. Clara, first making sure to suck the remaining cum out of tip, moved the now softening dick aside, and plucked the hair.

"Thanks nurse! I know the wife will for sure be happy."

"Glad to hear it. Be sure to have your balls nice and full for me for your exam next week."

"Will do. Later."

I texted Clara immediately, asking her why she blew that guy. She had said she was not going to be performing acts on these guys, but they would be able to use her. She reminded him that those conditions were under a physical exam situation. This was an aesthetic appointment. She said she didn't do anything in this appointment she wouldn't have done when she used to be an aesthetician. She said it was a completely normal practice.