dream was to one day become a nurse like her mother. She
had a caring personality and wanted to share her love and happiness
with other's, what better field than being a nurse. She
decided that she would first become a Candy Striper, helping
out in the local hospital to gain some valuable experience,
and get a jump in class. She felt she could learn the
basics as a Candy Striper, or at least get the language down.
On her first day, the head nurse gave her her uniform and showed
her around the different wards. She would be assigned
to the critically ill floor, due to her desire to go into that
field of nursing. On her first day, she became accustom
to the routine and the various doctors, nurses and interns she
would be supporting. She also checked in on all the patients
on the floor. One particular patient caught her attention,
Mr. Mark Ellis.
been in a serious automobile accident and had gone into a deep
coma. That was a few months ago. Mark was still
in a deep coma and all the doctors were shaking their heads.
No one thought, including his family, that Mark would ever open
his eyes again. During the accident he had experienced
some very serve head injuries. The doctors were expecting
the worst. And even if he did come out of the coma, he
may have some lasting brain trauma. The family was seriously
considering pulling the plugs. Janice decided she was
not going to let this happen. She would do everything
in her power to bring Mr. Ellis out of the coma. Besides,
she had fallen in love with his face. He was a young man
in his early twenties, with gentle elegant features. Janice
was determined not to let this angle slip away.
days to follow, Janice sang, talked, read and joked with Mark,
with no response. One night after Janice had come home,
she laid in bed racking her head as to what would bring back
this young man, to the world of the living. The idea immediately
popped in her head and she was unable, no matter what logic
she applied, to shake it out. On her next day, she tentatively
gave it the ol'girl's try. She first had to make sure
that the coast was clear. The hospital staff would never
have approved her daring exploit. Being alone in the room,
she reached under the bed sheet. It did not take long
to find her target. Taking firm hold of his soft cock,
she began gently stroking it. She had remembered that
the gentlest way to wake up a man was to stroke his penis.
Waking up to pleasure was much better than waking up to an alarm
clock or other loud noise. Besides, it always worked with
surprise, Mark's cock did respond. It began to grow, ever
so slightly. Not wanting to exercise it too long, she
allowed Mark to rest in peace, quietly slipping from his room.
As she went around doing her routine, she thought about her
little break through. The next day she arrived to his
room wanting to try something a little more daring.
This time she pulled down the sheets, unsnapping the front of
his pajamas. She pulled out his large cock. She
gingerly crawled onto the bed and placed her head between his
legs. She initially started sucking on his balls, not
wanting to put him into shock. Again, the cock responded
by getting a little hard. Next, she placed the partially
swollen cock into her mouth. She sucked the tip, running
her tongue under the folds at the tip. As she sucked,
she ran her tongue over the shaft, trying to suck him back to
life. His cock again responded, this time becoming fully
erect. Janice continued sucking wanting to fill her mouth
with his cum. She kept looking at the clock, she just
didn't have that much time. Disappointed, she crawled
off the bed, recovering Mark.
walked the ward, she kept thinking about Mark's hard cock, wondering
if it would just remain hard or would it resume its former position.
She felt an inner urgency, not just for herself, but for Mark
too! Like there was some black cloud of doom hanging over
his head. After her shift, she snuck back into his room.
She carefully bared the door from the inside, prior to going
to work. She was prepared this time to go all the way,
no matter what happened. Janice carefully removed the
sheet covering Mark, to find, to her surprise, that his penis
had remained hard. She quickly undressed, giving herself
more freedom. She crawled back on to the bed, and continued
sucking on his cock. His penis filled her whole mouth.
As she stroked and suckled his love lance, she kneaded his balls,
sometimes, even slipping her pinky up his ass. She swore
on several occasions, Mark wiggled with pleasure. She
was soon awarded for her sucking, as Mark sprayed his pent up
cum straight down her throat. It was like hitting a oil
gusher, as it slapped against the roof of her mouth, running
down her throat. She sucked and swallowed every drop,
not wanting any of it to go to waste.
he had dumped his load, Janice was hungry for more. She
gently teased his cock back to a solid rock. She unbuttoned
his pajama top, teasing his nipples to attention. She
dared not remove his tubes, deciding to kiss his lips around
the equipment. In her eagerness, she forgot that Mark
was in a coma, as she shoved his hard cock deep into her dripping
pussy. She rode him hard and even, wanting to place in
first. She reached between her legs, stroking his balls
from behind, as she held on tightly to his chest with her other
hand. She bucked and reared trying to break-in her wild
stallion, riding him for the cup. She felt his body tense,
as she rode down the finishing line. Her body bounced
and withered as she came, feeling his second hot load explode
deep within. She slowed her riding, wanting to get a second
wind, as Mark's eyes opened. Mark looked straight at this
beautiful chick and her very naked body. He was a little
unsteady and unsure, not knowing exactly where he was.
Looking around he noticed the hospital room and saw the various
apparatuses he was plugged into. Still nothing registered,
except he had just fucked or been fucked by this beautiful creature.
He was unaware of his first orgasm, but he was very much aware
of his second, as its tingles still racked over his sensitive
looked up sensing movement, she saw Mark looking straight at
her. A particular silly smile clung to his lips, as he
tried to talk around the breathing tubes. Then she heard
the noise, someone was banging on the door wanting entrance.
Janice moaned with disappointment, she wanted to take
her young stallion for another ride. Carefully, she crawled
off of him, apologizing. Explaining that she had to let
them in. She carefully dressed back into her uniform and
straightened up her disheveled hair. She quickly crossed
the room, letting the concerned family and doctor's in.
They all rushed passed her, demanding an explanation.
Janice stood by Mark's bedside. Mark tentatively reached
out and held Janice's hand. A little bit of a memory
had come back to him. He remembered driving back from
school during a wild storm. A truck had come from no where,
swerving into his lane. He remembered being hit and his
car turning over and over. Then there was blackness, and
he didn't remember anything until a few moments ago. The
doctor's took the tubes away from his mouth and he recognized
his family. The doctors checked his pulse and reactions.
He seemed perfectly normal, except for the peculiar smile on
explained how long he was in the coma and exactly who Janice
was, his smile grew brighter. His family wanted Janice
to leave, explaining that Mark needed to rest. Refusing
to allow them to shuffle Janice out, he insisted that they had
some unfinished business. He hadn't woken to the joys
of an orgasm to miss out. Eventually, after several trying
minutes, he was left alone with Janice. He stroked the
stray hair out of her eyes and asked how he could show his appreciation.
Janice just smiled and said, "how about some more
exercise, say once a day for the rest of your life?"
Mark started to laugh. It was a warm deep hearty laugh,
"how about taking me for another ride, right now and we
will talk more of the future, later." Happy to ablidge,
Janice again undress, slipping casually out of her uniform.
If this was a part of being a nurse, she was a natural...