When Nurse Bends, He Stirs

A man is sitting in a hospital bed. Both of his arms are broke. They are in casts, in slings hanging from the top of his bed. He can't move them, only his fingers. A nurse comes by to check on him. When she is checking him, she bends over. He sees her big sexy ass. She is a phat ass white girl. His dick gets hard, and she notices.

Ted lay in the hospital bed, arms badly broken, encased in plaster and slung above him. She was back. Nurse Jill, the blonde bombshell with tits as big as her ass, which was saying something. She leaned in. Ted barely breathed. She bent over. Her medical smock rode up, offering a full view of her big round ass in tiny white underwear. It was plump, firm, and begging to be squeezed. His cock instantly hardened. She caught his eye. "Good morning, Mr. Thompson," she purred. She wore a tiny smock and white panties. It was a bit more revealing than her usual outfit, but she’d just come on the night shift, and they never cared. As she checked his IV, she leaned over again, giving him a perfect view. Ted groaned, shifting his hips. "Something wrong, Mr. Thompson?" She didn't move, giving him a taste of his own medicine. She looked down at the tent in his blanket. He smirked. "No nurse, nothing wrong, at all." She grinned, turned and left.

He thought he was safe. He looked down as he kept growing. As he did, it inched the sheet off his body. When he was fully erect, his bbc was uncovered from the sheet. The nurse came back with an equally impressive woman with red hair. They walked over and saw his big hard dick standing tall.

He watched as the two nurses approached, their eyes immediately drawn to his erection. Jill's smile widened, a wicked glint in her eye. The redhead, who introduced herself as Megan, let out a low whistle, her gaze locked onto his thick shaft. "Well, well, well," Megan said, her voice a sultry purr. "Someone's feeling better." Jill chuckled, running a hand through her blonde hair. " looks like we've got a little situation here." She glanced at Megan, a silent conversation passing between them. "Maybe we should do something about it." Megan nodded, her eyes never leaving his cock. She licked her lips, taking a step closer. Ted's breath hitched as she reached out, her fingers brushing against his thigh, inching closer to his straining erection. Jill moved to the other side of the bed, her hand mirroring Megan's movements, tracing patterns on his skin. "You're a big boy, aren't you?" Megan cooed, her fingers finally wrapping around his shaft. He groaned, his hips bucking slightly at her touch. Jill's hand moved to cup his balls, rolling them gently in her palm.

Extremely explicit. Megan looked at Jill. "Let's help him" she said. Jill gives him a blowjob. Megan pushes Jill's head down on his dick. She says, "Do you like that? Or..." She uses both hands to pull Jill's head off his dick. "Now, my turn.", Megan says. She deepthroats him slowly. Jill kisses him.

Megan's eyes gleamed with lust as she watched Jill's blonde head bob up and down, her lips stretched wide around his thick cock. She pushed Jill's head down further, making him groan deep in his throat. "Do you like that?" Megan purred, her voice thick with desire. "Or..." She grabbed Jill's hair, pulling her head off his shaft with a wet pop. "Now, my turn." Jill looked up, her lips glossy and swollen, a string of saliva connecting them to the tip of his cock. She smirked, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Be my guest," she said, scooting back to give Megan room. Megan didn't need to be told twice. She straddled his hips, her uniform riding up to expose her own soaked panties. She leaned down, her red hair cascading around them like a curtain. She took his cock in one hand, stroking it slowly, teasingly. Then, without breaking eye contact, she opened her mouth wide and took him in, inch by inch, until he hit the back of her throat. He groaned, his hips jerking as she began to move, her head bobbing up and down, her lips creating a tight, wet seal. Jill watched, her own breath coming in quick gasps. She reached out, her fingers tracing the line of Megan's jaw, feeling the movement of her muscles as she deepthroated him. Then, she leaned in, her lips capturing his in a hungry kiss. His tongue met hers, their moans mingling as Megan worked his cock, her head bobbing faster, her hand cupping his balls, rolling them gently. Ted's hands, still bound in plaster, twitched, his body tensing as the pleasure built, hot and intense.

More explicit. He moaned in Jill's mouth as Megan deepthroated him and stayed there. He writhed in pleasure, as she gagged and choked. Megan did not move an inch. Jill pulled back & stares deeply into his eyes. He moans silently without breaking eye contact. Megan interrupts by coming up and gasping for air. Jill grabs her head by both hands, and passionately kisses her.

Megan stayed on him, her face buried in his groin, her throat constricted around his shaft. She gagged, choked, but didn't pull back, her eyes watering as she took him deeper, her arousal dripping onto his thighs. His moans filled Jill's mouth, his body writhing beneath them, the restraints creaking with his struggles. The room filled with the wet, sloppy sounds of Megan's determined deepthroating, her nostrils flaring as she fought for air. Jill pulled away from his kissing lips, her eyes locked onto his, her breasts heaving with excitement. She stared deeply into his eyes as he moaned silently, his body taut with pleasure, his cock throbbing in Megan's constricting throat. She could feel his desperation, his need for release, and it turned her on even more. A whimper of anticipation escaped her throat as she watched Megan finally pull off, gasping for air, his cock glistening with her saliva, a mix of tears and desire streaking her face. Jill didn't waste a second. She grabbed Megan's head, her fingers tangling in her red hair, and pulled her into a fierce kiss. Megan moaned, her body pressing against his, her hand returning to his cock, stroking it slowly, teasingly. Jill's tongue invaded Megan's mouth, tasting him on her lips, her tongue, her teeth. She could feel his hips bucking, his body begging for more, but she didn't move, didn't break the kiss, her hand snaking down to cup Megan's breast, her thumb rubbing roughly over her hardening nipple. Megan gasped into her mouth, her body shuddering with pleasure.

NC-17 explicit. "I can't hold it much longer!" he quaked. The ladies looked at each, then back at him. They begin a double blowjob. Jill would go down and suck him hard and fast. Megan would deepthroat him slow and soft. His body tries to kick them off of him, but they take turns holding his legs down & sucking him. They keep alternating until he cums. As he screams "I'm cumming!", both women clasp their free hand over his mouth & both keep taking turns sucking. Even after he is done. He begs for them to stop. He passed out. When he wakes up, there is no proof of anything. He looks over to see Jill & Megan blow him a kiss and walk by him.

Ted's voice was a ragged plea, "I can't hold it much longer!" His body jerked, muscles straining against the restraints, his breath coming in harsh, desperate gasps. Megan and Jill exchanged a smoldering look, a silent agreement passing between them. They turned back to him, their eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and triumph. Jill leaned down, her lips wrapping around his cock, her mouth moving fast and hard, her head bobbing eagerly, her tongue swirling around his sensitive skin. Her hand gripped the base, stroking in time with her mouth, her saliva coating him, making him slick and shiny. Ted moaned, his body trying to buck, to escape, but Jill held him down, her other hand pressing firmly against his thigh. Megan moved in, her mouth replacing Jill's, her technique a stark contrast. She took him slow and deep, her lips sliding down his shaft, her tongue pressing flat against the underside. Her cheeks hollowed, her throat working as she took him deeper, her eyes watering slightly but never breaking eye contact. She pulled back, her lips popping off with a wet sound, then dove back down, her hand cupping his balls, rolling them gently. He screamed out in ecstasy, his body writhing, but Jill quickly moved back in, her mouth hungry and demanding. She sucked him hard, her cheeks hollowed, her lips tight around his shaft. His body tried to kick them off, but they were relentless, taking turns holding his legs down, their mouths never stopping, their technique never wavering. Their rhythm was intoxicating, their mouths working in perfect harmony, driving him higher and higher. His moans filled the room, his body slick with sweat, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He could feel it building, the pressure in his balls, the tingling in his spine, the desperate need for release. "I'm cumming!" he screamed, his body convulsing. Both women responded instantly, their free hands clamping over his mouth, muffling his cries. But they didn't stop, their mouths continuing to suck, to lick, to tease, even as his cock pulsed, his hot cum filling their mouths, their throats working to swallow every last drop. He begged for them to stop, his voice muffled, his body limp, his energy spent. His vision faded, and he passed out. When he came to, he was alone, his body free from restraints, his clothes in disarray. He looked around, his mind foggy, his body aching. There was no sign of what had happened, no evidence of their passionate encounter. He shook his head, his vision clearing, and saw Jill and Megan standing by the door, their uniforms pristine, their smiles secretive. They blew him a kiss, their laughter echoing as they walked out, leaving him alone with his thoughts and the lingering taste of their lust.