1. Pre-Discharge Discharge


    Date: 3/17/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    the two women leaned across my body, their lips meeting, tongues visibly engaging as eyes gleamed. It was like the worst and the best cliché ever, and I was caught in the middle of it; and regardless of whether it was real or I was high on medicinal drugs, or if I really had died, I wasn’t going to kick up a fuss, not now; not with Nurse Sophie’s gorgeous tits swinging just above me. Helen reached out to grab my cock again, as the two nurses continued kissing. The machine said something that only R2-D2 could have understood, and neither woman seemed to think this was worth bothering about. Pre-cum began to dribble out of me as Nurse Helen continued stroking. She used a latex thumb to smear the secretion over the glans. “Good,” she said, pulling away from Nurse Sophie. “Everything seems to be in working order so far.” Sophie turned to look at the machine, which was still giving intermittent bleeps. “Clear signs of arousal,” she decided. Nurse Helen looked too. “Not nearly enough to be certain that the patient is in a fit state to be discharged,” she said. I wanted to ask what would be enough, but held back. “Keep your eye on the machine,” Nurse Helen said. “Tell me when arousal levels reach 80 stroke 50.” This wasn’t real, I decided, it couldn’t be, but if it was a dream, all I could do was enjoy. I gasped out loud as Nurse Helen leaned over and plunged her mouth over my shaft. “Pulse rate increasing rapidly,” Nurse Sophie said. What did she expect? Nurse Helen, who I’d sort ...
    of fancied in a platonic kind of way was suddenly shifting her lips up and down my cock, tongue wiggling, saliva flowing. The heat and moisture were incredible and I let out a long groan. “Pulse rate still increasing,” Nurse Sophie said. “Arousal levels passing 60 stroke 36.” Nurse Helen shoved her lips down my cock, positively slurping on the hard meat. Instinctively I thrust upwards, my cock aiming for the back of her throat. Nurse Helen pulled back a little but kept slurping. In a matter of seconds, I thought, I would lose control. “80 stroke 48… 49… 50,” Sophie said, prompting Nurse Helen to slide her lips off me and smile. “Excellent,” she said. “No premature ejaculation.” She looked at me. “Now, how did that feel?” “Wonderful,” I grunted. Nurse Helen looked at me with a puzzled expression on her face. “That goes without saying,” she said. “I meant if you experienced any unusual sensations? Even any pain?” I shook my head. “Good!” Nurse Helen exclaimed. “Very good!” Then to Sophie, “Hand me that box of implements, would you?” A red box was handed across the bed. I watched in amazement as Helen sat down in the visitor’s chair facing me and undid the buttons on her uniform, from the bottom to her waist. She slid forward, legs parting, dress pulled aside to reveal those purple stocking-tops, and now a pair of black knickers above those. Nurse Helen slid her hand over the crotch of her panties a few times, then she reached for the box of implements. Reality capitulated some ...
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