1. An Angel of Mercy in Starched Whites


    Date: 9/12/2015, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Author: danorth, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    This is a story about a naughty nurse and a willing patient, did she mean to jerk me off, or was it all a dream? I have no real fetish for the naughty nurse, but I recently saw a movie from the 1950's with the prim and proper nurses in white and this idea popped into my head. None of it is true, in fact I at 65 plus years old I have never been in a hospital in my life so this is a fantasy!! She was dressed in white, from her neckline to the tips of her toes and her long slender fingers were wrapped around my hard throbbing cock. I could see the purple tip of my cock each time she slid her hand down the shaft and as she came back up she circled the tip with the palm of her hand. My hand was hanging over the side of the bed and as I palmed her ass I knew immediately she was wearing a tight girdle. My fingertips traced the seams of the satin panel that I knew covered her ass. Her perfume, which had a heavy scent of flowers, filled my head as she stroked my cock with one hand and cupped my balls with the other. I thought I had been dreaming as I looked up to see her hovering over my hospital bed. I was recovering from a mild case of pneumonia and the antibiotic they prescribed had made me sl**py and the line between reality and dreams seemed blurred. I had been used to seeing nurses and attendants dressed in multicolored scrubs, most with floral tops and the scrubs hid their feminine shape making them all look the same But the nurse administering to my cock at this moment was ...
    right out of my c***dhood hospital experience. I thought briefly of the well-known fetish that is associated with nurse uniforms of the past, and although my mind is not ruled by any fetish, the sight of her reminded me of its existence. As I looked down as her small hand jerking my cock my mind was filled with visions of the past. When I had my tonsils removed in my early teen days back in the 1950’s nurses dressed in the white uniform of the time. An almost sheer white blouse, buttoned to the neck and long sleeves with a double cuff making it look like their wrists had wings. It didn’t take too much study to see their white slip and bra clearly showing through the fabric. The blouse, if that is what it was called, was form fitting enhancing a woman’s breasts that were held tightly in her bra that brought her tits to a sharp point instead of the rounded smooth shape of today. The blouse fit perfectly along her thin waist and when tucked neatly into the waistband of her skirt her hourglass figure was perfectly displayed. The skirt fit tightly over their properly girdled behind and white stocking clad legs completed the ghostly appearance. Their shoes where all white, a bit clunky, but still had enough heel to enhance their butt and legs. Atop their head was a crisp white cap and who knows what held it in place. They smelled of starch and floral scented perfume, and were always proper, polite, and a bit standoffish. And an early teen was likely to form adolescent sexual fantasies ...
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