Nurses Lounge Ff
By Marie LeClare
There I sat in the emergency waiting room while my best friend from
school
had the doctors sew up her hurt hand. She had gone to retrieve a basketball
that had bounced too high and she had tried to climb over the schoolyard
fence one evening. When she scooted up the fence to climb it and reclaim
the ball, she slipped, gashing the palm of her right hand deeply. I
rushed
her to the Mercy hospital. And as I waited with her, I never expected
the
night to end with so much excitement and fulfillment.
Here's how it happened. While I sat in the waiting room I could
see into
the nurses lounge area, through a partially opened door, but clearly.
One
by one the nurses took breaks in the room, grabbing a cup of coffee,
a bag
of chips, or a coke, which they sat there in a lounge chair and enjoyed.
Not too interesting. Until a very sexy young nurse, in a very short
white
uniform, wearing the usual hospital white stockings and shoes just
plopped
into the chair, looking frazzled, tense, and unhappy.
She had no idea that she was being watched or of what a show she would
give
me, unknowingly. It was as though she thought she was in her own room
at
home, in privacy.
And it also seems now that she knew a better way to reduce tension than
drinking caffeine or eating sugar or salt. First she just closed her
eyes,
leaned way back in the old chair, spread her legs wide, sort of bracing
her
heels against the tile floor to hold herself into the chair, and seemed
to
start a purposeful meditation.
That was interesting all by itself. As I watched her troubled expression
melted away and her lips became pouty, moving as though she were whispering
something to an invisible companion just in front of her.
Then she began to lick her lips sexily once in a while. And I noted
that
she was moving her hips seductively in the seat, pumping her legs and
ass
in the chair, at an increasing tempo, and quite frankly I was getting
hot.
As she moved, she slid her ass forward in the chair, which hiked up
her
white uniform skirt, revealing that she wasn't in pantyhose.
Better than that. She was wearing stockings and garters, which I would
soon
learn were connected to a sexy lacy garterbelt, covered by sexier bikini
sheer white panties.
And better still, in a few minutes she hiked up her skirt, pulled her
panties aside, and started to rub her pussy. Watching for a few moments
got
the best of me, and my hand crept up under my school uniform skirt.
It seemed nobody was in this small corner of the world. My eyes were
glued
to her fingers as they danced over her pussy and I tried to keep up
with
her rhythm as my fingers rubbed my pussy.
I inadvertently let out a little squeak and that brought her back to
reality as she spotted me masturbating furiously. With a motion of
her
finger she signaled me to come to her.
As I rushed across the hallway, looking both ways I entered the lounge
and
her first words were, "lock the door", which I did. Turning to face
her she
said, "climb up here and I'll eat your pussy".
I had heard of that happening, and had dreamt of it, but I had never
had
anyone eat my pussy, and I was dying to try it. As she helped me up
on the
chair above her, her hand went to my panty covered pussy and pushed
my
plain white panties aside.
It was then that I felt it. Her tongue exploring my pussy, while her
free
hand was rubbing my ass. I could feel her hot tongue licking my holy
of
holies, and when it entered me it was incredible. She was swirling
her
tongue over my pussy and sucking on my hood until it released my little
clit from it's hiding place. Licking and lapping at me like a hungry
puppy. Blowing a little air on my pussy between licks.
I could feel the tingle building and it was then that she slapped my
ass
cheek. I couldn't believe it. Why was this woman spanking me. It wasn't
until about the third spank that I knew and the feeling it sent to
my pussy
was awesome.
I could hear her fingers fucking her pussy as she licked me and by the
way
her breathing was coming I knew it wasn't going to be long for either
of
us. Then it happened. As my body stiffened I came in her mouth. My
pussy
juice pouring from deep inside to fill her mouth.
Moments later as she looked at the clock on the wall she said, "it's
your
turn to make Suzy feel good. Get down here and tongue fuck me". Scrambling
down and kneeling between her stretched legs I looked at the first
pussy I
was ever going to lick, but not the last.
Hesitantly I let my tongue touch her pussy. It was then that she grabbed
my
hair and said "hurry", as she drew me closer to her pussy. As I licked
her
pussy furiously she patted her clit with her free hand, until she let
out
the loudest moan I had ever heard.
My mouth was filling with her sweet pussy juice 'til it was running
down my
chin. As quickly as it started it was over, as she said, "oh crap I'm
due
back on the floor".
As she ran out the door I wondered if I would ever see her again.