1. Stairway to Perdition: Part 2: Francesca


    Date: 11/13/2016, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: B0swell0x, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    her. As he finished ejaculating, her tongue licked her lips lasciviously. “Quick,” she smiled at him, “let me clean you up a bit.” “Oh my god, thank-you so much for doing that,” he said, leaning down to kiss her spunk covered face. Again he experienced the salty taste, only at that point realising just what he was doing. As before, there was no time at all to ruminate. “I can at least get through the day without having to jerk myself off.” Francesca sucked the remaining drips from his now relaxing cock and licked both it and his sac expertly. He grabbed his shirt and dressed rapidly. “You had better hurry down to X-ray; Julia Masters has an awful temper and will make a lot of trouble if you don’t. We must finish this off properly tomorrow. I will come really early so we don’t get disturbed. You are such a good fucker. You know exactly how to give a girl what she needs...” Standing there, unashamedly naked, basking in her Rubenesque glory, laughing and smiling seductively at him as he finished dressing, Francesca continued, “I just hope they don’t smell our sex on you, there, or anywhere else you go... until you can get into a shower somewhere!” He looked back at her, now irrevocably compromised by his cock’s desires, and poured out what he felt so strongly, “Oh please, please do that. I really want to fuck you properly.” Drew left her to clear up in the room, knowing she would change the sheets. He went off straight to X-ray, arriving about ten minutes after Julia Masters ...
    had called him. She was waiting for him in the entrance to the department, her countenance bearing testimony to her intense displeasure. Julia was a tall, strikingly elegant woman in her early forties. Very slim, she had both the appearance and carriage of a fashion model from earlier times. Her long blonde hair was tied securely into a plait which had then been pinned up over her head in the way traditional Dutch women did. Everything about Julia Masters exuded supreme confidence, power and control. She had an immediate dominating presence which clearly stated that she, and only she, was in charge. Housemen like Drew represented just an early morning snack. She regularly devoured them. Her reputation throughout the hospital was such that even the orthopaedic surgeons conducted themselves with uncharacteristic courtesy and co-operation in their dealings with her. The two male consultant radiologists working in the department had long since been brought under appropriately deferential, but nevertheless firm and uncompromising discipline. “You took your time,” she barked, sniffing the air ostentatiously, “you really must make sure to be up and about when I need to call you for IVP’s. They take time and block the department up for too long. If we start late then a big queue from Casualty (Accident and Emergency) returnees will build up. In future, expect to be available BEFORE eight in the morning.” Drew said nothing. “Come with me and I will take you to the first patient.” Julia ...
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