A conversation ensued amongst my friends later in the evening about how they "just couldn't be bothered" with sex. What?! You're the youthful side of thirty, the youthful side of twenty five, but you "can't be bothered" with sex. This was coming from single friends, newly off-the-market friends and long-long-term-relationship friends. My mind was blown. I had to speak up. Sex is the greatest thing that ever happened to me and I can't believe that I missed out for the first 20 years of my life. I can honestly say that I want sex all the time. I need sex a lot of the time and even when I think I don't want sex, I do. My friends would rather have a curry and a cuddle, but I want a spanking and spunking. Ask me at any time of day, and I'll tell you about the sights and sounds of my imagination and my fantasy for that day.
What is it now? Well, my fantasies of late have all come from the idea that I want to worship cock. So right now, it's a nurse fantasy, and here's how it goes:
It's Sunday afternoon. You're sitting in your flat hungover after a night of excess. I'm not at the flat with you, I was out at dinner with friends last night and so am totally sober. You ask me to come over and feel sorry for you, but you're not betting on it due to the pissed off tone in my voice when you asked, which was an act. I've been waiting for this day for weeks. I've had the outfit, the stockings and the shoes sitting in my wardrobe for too long, knowing that I wanted a hungover patient to work my magic on. I stand at your door looking pretty normal, heels are in my bag with the little head gear. I tell you I'm desperate for the bathroom and rush into there with my coat on and come out two minutes later, looking like your perfect idea of a slutty nurse.
I stand at the doorway and wait for you to notice, and when you do, I tell you that I'm here to look after you in the sexiest way possible, that when I'm done with you, you're not going to have nothing to worry about but how good it feels to be inside of your hot, wet nurse. I start by massaging you all over. Legs, back, neck, all oiled up. The noises you make when you're getting all relaxed and turn me on and you can feel my wetness on your body whilst I'm straddling you due to my lack of panties. I tell you to lie on your front, so my real cock-worshipping can begin. You're cock is in front of my waiting for me to get it standing to my attention, ready for action. I lube you up. Both of my hands gliding up and down, up and down your shaft. My palms lightly brushing the sensitive head of your now very hard cock as I get my motion almost fluid around your stiff, beautiful cock which I can't take my eyes off, and you can't take your eyes off me. My breasts are pouring out of this tiny nurses dress, I'm biting my lip constantly at the pure sexiness of the situation and I have white fishnet stockings on. All for your viewing pleasure. I can tell you want me, so, in the spirit of you being my patient and me wanting you to lie back, relax and be worshipped and made to feel better, I kiss my way up your body and kneel over your face. Your moans of pleasure as I lower my wet, swollen clit towards your face are astounding. I have to grab the nearby wall as soon as the tip of your tongue reaches me. You run your nails down the back of my ankles, making my spine shake and more wetness pour out of me and you lick and moan under me. I lean back so you can look up and remember how I look and so that my hair falls against your cock, letting you know that I haven't forgotten about it. It's always on my mind. Your tongue feels incredible from this angle. You're pushing and pulling me to get the perfect spot and I think to tease me a little bit. You're enjoying this and I think you want to drag it out, but that's okay, it's your treatment, you hot, hard patient. I'm shaking and cumming as I kneel over you, but your don't stop, don't take your tongue away, and I cum twice again the next couple of minutes as you keep me over you. I think, I hope that you like the view.
I'm back to work on your cock. Lubed up for the second time, I lock my eyes on yours and you watch my lick and suck your balls. Mmm they feel so good in my mouth, I love playing with them. They deserve some attention. My hand never leaves your slippery, pre-cumming cock as I worship your balls. As I take your balls out of my mouth, I replace my mouth with my hand and I know that you know what this means. There's no better hangover cure than deepthroat, and that's what you get.Slutty nurses don't do regular head. They deepthroat you whilst they play with your balls. They encourage you to control their head with your hand, pushing gently so you can see their lips touching your body and they let you do this until their eyes water and you're so hard and close that you need to be fucked. I fuck you. I ride you. Heels still on, my dress undone at the front by you so you can see my boobs whilst I fuck you, my stocking still exposing the top of my soft, smooth thighs. I'm your very slutty nurse. As you explode inside of me, I can't help but as I grab the massage oil, ready to aid your post-orgasm relaxation through massage. I whisper to you that I won't be getting changed and that you're in some serious need of after care.
Slutty Nurse Sundays? Let's all implement them.
[Now that you've had an insight into my head - go read about the hilarious things that happen to one of my best friends. She has *so* many awkward, embarrassing and sometimes disgustingly brilliant stories to tell, it would be a shame if she went unnoticed. CLICK HERE to read. Thanks!]
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