Nurse Booty
Starring: Jennifer Lopez
Codes: MF, Romance, Oral, Feet, Anal
Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.
This story is dedicated to a friend. Hope it brings you some joy.
New York City, New YorkSunlight beamed out of the large oval-shaped window on the right side of the room. Every morning, the blinds were raised and the white room in the high tower was illuminated. A heart rate beeped every few seconds in a steady rhythm. The monitor was attached to a pole containing an IV bag higher up. A tube ran from the bag, embedded in the right wrist of a man who had now awakened every day for the past month in this same bed. A hospital was the last place Mike wanted to find himself living in. Every day he had to awaken to those same boring white walls and fluorescent lights on the ceiling above. A crucifix ornament hung above the doorway as if a patient needed another grim reminder of the place they now resided in.
After his thirty-first birthday, Mike felt as if life was beginning to pick back up. Paying rent for an upstairs apartment had been a hard duty for the first few months of the year before the arrival of a roommate. An old friend from his college days was looking for a place to stay. Keeping up with bills became easier thanks to Nathan providing a second paycheck every week. The eagle flew on Fridays, as Mike recalled his father telling him many years ago. Since dropping out of college nearly a decade ago, Mike bounced his way through several nine-to-five jobs. He never thought he would find himself singing the working man's blues over time, but that had become his life after all the hard partying and smoking weed in his wild days. Those memories had been at the front of his mind for much of the past month.
Old memories were all one could sit and think about when they were stuck in a hospital bed. The days of wearing regular old T-shirts and blue jeans were also a memory at this point. For over a month, Mike had to look at his decaying body hidden in a white gown. A cancer diagnosis had turned his world upside down at the start of the summer. It all began when he noticed some strange lumps growing around the left side of his stomach. An emergency surgery removed the tumor, but the gastric cancer had spread throughout his chest. His day job was doing air conditioner and heating repairs. The company's healthcare package did not provide good enough coverage to pay the bills for his surgery. Medical debt accumulating was the least of his concerns with the need for chemo therapy treatments.
Nathan had kept Mike relatively sane for the past three years. The two men met in college, bonding over their love for video games and partying. Saturday nights were spent either at parties or in front of the computer playing Doom. It was refreshing for Mike to encounter another person on campus who shared his passion for a game from the past. He enjoyed playing Deathmatch rounds with Nathan, often on a server with players connecting from across the world. Life was much simpler back then. Even though he dropped out of college before he could earn a degree in marketing. Nathan had lived a different life far away from Mike until the past year. He finished college, got married, and then had a divorce a few years later that sent him packing across town.
Living in the city was not an easy adjustment those first few years. Mike came from a small rural town in Suffolk County. His dream had always been to get out of there and move into the big city. The high cost of living and busy streets had given him a quick reality check after leaving the university. Laying there in a hospital bed with his life on the line, Mike had plenty of hours and days to think about life in reflection. He missed those days of college when nothing seemed to matter. To be able to sit back and get high while listening to old music from the 2000s and lusting over pop singers from videos of a bygone era. His love life had mostly been hit and miss. A few girlfriends throughout the years, but never anything to build a commitment around. Some had come and gone from one night stands, apart from the one time he blew a few hundred dollars on an escort.
That was life, or so they say. With his current situation, it was easy to lose hope and give up. Mike could not help but think of the other patients in the cancer wing who had the same thoughts as him. No one wants to die suffering while staring up at the florescent lights. Sometimes he still thought of giving up. Going into the treatments, Mike knew he would likely lose his job as well as the strength in his body. Nathan had reassured him not to worry about it. In the end, his hair would grow back, and he would have plenty of time to ride his bicycle to regain the strength in his legs. A membership to a local gym would help regain the lost muscles in his arms. It did not take long for him to feel his body weakening in the first week alone.
His parents had made the long drive to the city to visit him after the initial surgery. Mike had rarely spent much time with his family, apart from the holidays when he traveled back home. The sense of pain on their faces was enough to break his heart, regardless of his own suffering. His mother would come up to visit him again in the following week before the chemo treatments could take away much of his hair. The hospital gown he wore at least hid much of his weight loss. After two weeks, he dropped below a hundred and thirty pounds. Several doctors would check on him with routine care. Apart from his main doctor, another was a cardiologist who consistently monitored his heart rate and blood pressure. Getting to know these doctors was the closest Mike had come to developing any new friendships all year.
Two months ago, he remembered standing in front of his bathroom mirror and measuring the length of his long dark brown hair. Any time it went an inch further from his ears, that was a sign that it was time for a hair cut. He shaved every other day to prevent the small black hairs from forming on his face. At least back then, he could stand in front of a mirror without feeling horrified at his appearance. His head was now bald and skin pale. It was a strange feeling to swipe his fingers across the dome of his head and caress the smooth skin. Mike did not have the courage to gaze back at his own reflection in the mirrors. It was too much for him to see his arms and legs without a single strand of small hair. He requested his nurse to remove the mirror hanging in the small bathroom in his room.
The voice of the nurse Alexa had greeted him every morning of the work days, and then a different nurse would come in on the weekends. Alexa was a tall black woman who kept her hair pinned in a high ponytail. She never missed a day of having sparkling diamond earrings. Ever so friendly and kind, she would stick around and make small talk with him. Mike always asked if he had anyone on the visitor list. He had brought his cellphone with him, but rarely did he get phone calls. Nathan made it a duty to text him every night, often while he was asleep. That was one of the first things Mike experienced from the chemo treatments. Apart from throwing up constantly and losing his appetite, he slept more than ten hours a night on several occasions.
Never did he sleep on his back before staying in the hospital like this. Now it had become his common resting position. Across the other side of his room, a large flat screen television was mounted on the wall. Every Friday, Nathan would come visit after work, bringing a small gift. The man would make his presence known from the appearance of his grey work uniform and slick black hair. At first, Mike did not want to see his friend out of fear of having to see a shocked expression on his face when he saw his bald head. Instead, Nathan offered a smile and reassured his friend that in the near future, his hair would grow back. An empty chair was left near the window in the room. Nathan would pull the chair next to the hospital bed, then turn on the television for them to watch something together as Mike indulged himself with food outside the hospital.
That was always the surprise gift Nathan brought along. On his way to the hospital, he would stop at a fast food restaurant and order Mike something. It was against protocol for visitors to bring patients the gift of outside food, but Nathan knew how to sneak it under a jacket. A burger from McDonalds or chicken nuggets from Burger King was a real treat and a break from the tasteless hospital food. For the third time, Mike found himself looking forward to Friday on the calendar for the sole purpose of that meal. While Nathan was in the room, they would flip channels, but there was rarely anything they watched and paid attention to the program. Instead, the two men sat talking about life and discussing days gone by. Mike could not wait to be home, cancer-free and sitting in front of the computer to play Doom with his old friend.
On his last visit, Nathan brought up the subject of girls by mentioning a model they both liked. Mike blushed at first before sighing and thinking of his own bad situation. 'You think a woman is going to want me when I look like this?', the question only made Nathan shake his head. He swore to Mike that once he had recovered, his hair would grow back just fine. Sometimes it was hard not to sink into a hole of depression in his situation. While the treatment was going well, Mike still felt exhausted. Their conversation about women had reminded him that there was one special crush in his life. Nathan knew better than to tease his friend about his old love. No matter how many years went by and other famous women he saw in magazines, nothing compared to his first crush. It all began when he saw one music video on MTV one night, almost twenty years ago.
She was Jenny from the block. Otherwise known by her more famous initials as a nickname. JLo, or Jennifer Lopez for accuracy. Mike knew of her as Jen. Nathan made a gesture to his friend that some day he would find a big-legged woman like her to sit on his lap. Mike at least gave that goofy smirk he was always known for. Anytime they discussed women and Jennifer Lopez's name came up, Nathan would enlarge his eyes and gesture with his hands.
'She's got a... GREAT ASS!!', he would say in an impression of Al Pacino's voice. It was refreshing to hear Nathan do that the last time he came over. On a lonely Tuesday afternoon, Mike found himself thinking about Jennifer again. With only basic cable on the television and no way to look up music videos on his phone, he had to use his imagination.
While there had been other famous women who caught his eye in magazines and online photos, Jennifer was the only one that mattered to him. It did not matter if there were other celebrities with bigger asses or closer to his own age. Jennifer Lopez had reached the milestone of her fiftieth birthday a few years ago and had aged like fine wine. Or so Mike thought. The thoughts of Jennifer Lopez's booty were a delightful daydream as he was stuck in bed. He could at least daydream about her perfect ass and the world's greatest legs. Her chestnut brown eyes matched his, but not the hair. The Booty music video she made alongside Iggy Azalea had been the source of many of his fantasies. Mike always loved it when Jennifer had her hair up in a ponytail.
The heart rate monitor slowed down as he remained lying there in silence. If it dropped low enough, an emergency beep would go off, alerting the nurses outside his room. Ever since the chemo treatments Mike's heartrate had been something of a rollercoaster, but it rarely stayed at high levels. Attached to the right side of his bed was a white remote. It operated the television and had a button at the top to call a nurse when needed. Up until a few days ago, Mike had stopped calling nurses when he needed to climb out of the bed and take the short trip to the bathroom. There was a certain sense of independence in walking by himself that he did not want to lose. Never could he have guessed he would learn to appreciate something so simple as going to the bathroom, until he had to deal with a dangling tube attached to an IV pole.
Closing his eyes, he stopped thinking about it. Rather than diving down into a hole of his own bleak thoughts, Mike knew better than to give up hope. At this point, he would be out of the hospital in a week and ready for recovery. He thought about Jennifer Lopez instead. It was easier to let his mind go free with thoughts about her wonderful body and voice. As his eyes remained shut, Mike took a deep breath and exhaled. 'Big big booty, what you got a big booty', he could hear the words of that famous song echoing through his mind. So much time had passed since he last relaxed and watched that video, yet he could still remember it scene by scene. Thinking about Jennifer Lopez twerking her thick ass was the only thing keeping him sane at this point. Sometimes he just wanted to muster all the strength he still had in his body and punch the wall.
Those angry thoughts were subdued the more he thought about his old crush. Even though he had never met her, Jennifer would always be the woman of his dreams. Exhaling another deep breath when he heard the heart rate monitor beep. His blood pressure may have been low right now, but Mike did not see the need to press the button and call a nurse. As he slowly opened his eyes to see the bright lights above, Mike let out another sigh. His body was aching from all the pain he had endured. Outside the closed door of his room, a booming sound was audible in the distance. It grew louder with each passing second until it sounded as if the noise was directly outside his door. Mike let out a sigh and then heard the door knob turn. He closed his eyes as the stomping sound now entered his room and the door shut behind whoever had entered.
"Time to wake up, Mr. Mike! Come on! Rise and shine!"
That voice did not belong to his usual assigned nurse. It had a distinctive New York accent and sounded oddly familiar. Mike opened his eyes, gazing in the direction of the door. He was forced to do a double-take when he saw the face.
"It can't be."
His eyes widened to make sure he was seeing this sight correctly. Jennifer Lopez stood before him wearing a one-piece white nurse's uniform, unlike what he had previously seen on nurses. Her feet were pushed into a white pair of high-heeled pumps. Those muscular tanned legs were visible as the skirt went above her knees. There was no mistaking her appearance whatsoever. For he had seen her face and figure so many times on various screens and printed in magazines. Her long brunette hair was fixed up in a ponytail to reveal a pair of golden hoop earrings dangling from her lobes. Cleavage was visible due to the unbuttoned top of her shirt. The buttons ran down to the end of her skirt. The woman grinned at him as she folded her hands onto her hips.
"Can't be what? Can't be me?"
"No, you're not her. You're not Jennifer Lopez. You've got to be some kind of impersonator or something."
She flashed her pearly white teeth while giggling at his reaction. Mike called out to her again.
"Tell me! Who are you!? I guess Nathan paid you to come visit me like this."
"Honey, you know who I am. I'm the woman you keep dreaming of."
Moving her hands from her hips, she stepped over to his IV pole and checked the heart monitor. Mike could not believe it, but there was no mistaking her for an imposter. This was the one and only Jennifer Lopez acting as his nurse.
"You're Jennifer Lopez! Jen!! Please tell me I'm right!"
Giggling at him, she leaned down a bit further. Mike glanced down at her cleavage, looking at her breasts as she folded back something on her shirt to reveal a golden name tag. He read the black printed letters clearly: Nurse JLo. She saw the flabbergasted expression across his face and smiled. In a low voice, Jennifer reassured him of her identity.
"It's really me, hun. If you don't wanna call me by my name, you can call me Nurse Booty if you'd like."
Mike laughed at her remark. Jennifer leaned up, still smiling as her eyes scanned across the heartrate monitor. Her left hand moved to the control panel for the hospital bed. Jennifer pushed a button as she began to speak.
"Dr. Johnson is out for the day. That means I get to be your doctor today, Mike."
The button she pressed elevated the headrest of his bed. Jennifer removed her finger after she had him properly sitting up.
"I need you to sit up for me, honey."
Jennifer began to step around the bed as she spoke again.
"Your heart rate is almost in critical condition. I don't think any medications are going to work right now. There's only way I can really help get you back to normal."
Mike was confused by her words. Jennifer made it to the opposite end of his hospital bed and then turned around. He could see the blonde streaks in her whipping ponytail. Jennifer flexed her elbows and then a series of snapping sounds were audible as the remaining buttons of her outfit came undone. The skirt flipped up slightly to give a peak at the mighty booty that awaited his eyes underneath. Jennifer dropped the outfit to the floor and stood with her back still turned to him. Only a white thong remained on her body, sucked up the crack of her massive ass. Every muscle on her back was visible in a show of strength for her fit body. Mike immediately sat up to get a better view of her giant booty while gasping for breath.
"Oh my god!"
Beep! Beep! The heart rate monitor went off as the rate had slightly increased. Jennifer bent over and pushed her ass against his bed. His bare feet were at the edge of the bed, but she managed to avoid them as she pressed her firm skin against the bed and then pulled back. She bent down, mooning him as she then began to shake her booty left and right. Mike reached his hand to the bed controls and pushed a button to lower his bed by a few inches so he could watch her booty move about.
"Sounds like your heart rate is going back up, Mike! That's good, but I'm just getting started. Sit back and enjoy the show."
The sound of the heartrate monitor continued, but the beep noises had faded into a strange bass beat sound. There was no device in the room to play music like this, so he was unaware of why music suddenly filled the room. Not wanting to question the circumstances, Mike lay back and watched as Jennifer began to twerk. Her hands were holding her breasts together, which he could not see. As she rolled her hips and began to grind, those firm booty cheeks bounced and clapped together. Mike exhaled his breath and clapped his hands in excitement as he watched.
"Ohhhh yeah! You like that? You like when I twerk?"
"Yes! That's the best ass in the world! Nothing comes close!"
Clap. Clap. Clap. Those ass cheeks beat together in a steady rhythm, matching the bass beats that were beeping from his heartrate monitor. When Jennifer finally stopped, she leaned up and slid her hands across her hips. She tugged the thong down, dropping it to the floor and then stepping out. Before she turned around, she stepped out of her high heels, but Mike had yet to see her beautiful toes. He only noticed when her height dropped slightly. She turned around, now facing him as he could see her fully nude body up front. Jennifer licked her lips as her breasts slightly bounced. Mike could see every inch of her beautiful tanned skin. Her nipples were erect and down below, a shining glimmer from her pussy told him that she was wet and ready.
It was impossible for him to contain his erection at this point. All that time he had been stuck in this hospital bed, Mike never dreamed of getting it up again. The fears he had about the future were of no concern right now as he kept his eyes locked on the view of her pretty pink vulva lips. Not a single hair was around her pussy at all. Jennifer moved her hands over her breasts, teasing him as she hid them. All he did was grin back at her. The bass beats continued to sound off as she then climbed up onto the bed. She began by pushed the palms of her hands down between his legs, pressing down on the gown that covered his body. Mike lay back, gazing into her deep brown eyes as he watched her crawl atop of him. Jennifer's appearance was angelic. The light shining from the window radiated off her tanned skin, making her look as if she were a goddess that had come to save his life.
"Jen..."
He swallowed his breath after uttering the single word. Jennifer continued to crawl forward. She pressed the palm of her right hand against his stomach. No pain was felt from her warm touch. Mike glanced away from her face to look down at her hands. Both of them were now pushing against his chest as she was almost laying on his body. Jennifer ran her fingertips up his chest. Her touch trailed up to his face. Once she was cupping his cheeks, she leaned in and pushed her lips against his. Surrendering himself to her, Mike closed his eyes and embraced this moment as their tongues danced together for a tender kiss. To kiss this woman had made all of his worries and stress fade away. Mike kissed her again while raising his arms to wrap around her.
If she were an angel that came to visit him, he did not want to let go. Jennifer moaned into his mouth, returning the kisses as their bodies pressed together. The bass beats had stopped, but Mike no longer had any care about the heart rate monitor whatsoever. His only focus was on trading kisses back and forth with her. Jennifer ran her hands up to his bald head, softly caressing the skin. After the final kiss, she pulled her mouth back, taking a moment to gaze back into his eyes. Mike still felt he was looking at an angel as she began to climb off of him. Jennifer smirked before placing her hands on the sides of the hospital bed. She demonstrated her expert dancer skills by raising herself up and then flipping herself around until her big booty was facing him again.
"Ohhhh man."
Mike let out a loud moan as he felt one of the most famous asses in the world sitting on his lap. His cock nearly poked through the crack. He noticed her ponytail swinging around as Jennifer kept her hands gripping the sides of the hospital bed safety rails. She used that to maintain herself and then began rubbing her ass across him. Up and down, she rubbed her skin while moaning. Mike did not hesitate to reach for the end of his gown and began tugging it up. His pale white skin became visible, contrasting with Jennifer's tanned complexion. She stopped for a moment, glancing behind her right shoulder to see what he was doing. A soft smile ran across her lips before she turned her head back. Mike's fully erect long shaft was laying across his stomach.
No words were spoken as Jennifer raised her booty again. This time, she positioned it directly on him where his cock could fit into the crack between her cheeks. She then proceeded to rub back and forth. Up and down, her ass moved across his chest at a slow pace. Mike moaned at the feeling of his dick sliding up and down the crack of that booty. Her golden hoop earrings dangled and shook with the movement. Eventually she moved her hands away from the side railing and instead moved them to his legs. She stilled herself, remaining in this position as her booty continued to rub against his cock. Up and down, back and forth. This was the best she could do for a lap dance in a hospital bed. Mike was not going to complain however, as this pleasure was so good for him.
"That feels so good, Jen."
"Mmmmmm, yes it does."
She giggled, still rubbing her ass up and down.
"Don't mind me. I want that cock hard and ready before I suck on it."
He gasped after hearing those words.
"Oh god! You want to suck me, Jen!?"
"Mmmmhhhhhmmmm. Is that what you want me to do right now, Mike? You want me to suck this big cock I'm sitting on."
She was still rubbing her ass up and down when she spoke. Mike nodded his head, unable to control his excitement.
"Yes, please!"
Jennifer cracked up laughing at his response.
"You don't have to say please, honey."
Coming to an immediate halt, Jennifer got up from the hospital bed. For a moment, Mike got to watch her big ass shake. The cheeks wobbled and jiggled before she turned back around to face him. She crawled back onto the bed, licking her lips as she made eye contact with him. Mike reached down for his cock, gripping it with his right hand. His fingers felt cold, but that feeling faded away from Jennifer's warm touch.
"Let me handle this."
From her reassuring words, Mike let go of his cock and allowed Jennifer to squeeze her right hand fingers around it. He took a deep breath upon feeling her warm hand now pumping up and down his length.
"Mmmmmm, look at this."
She licked her lips, eyes glaring back at his face as she continued to wank. Jennifer's knees were bent on the opposite edge of the hospital bed as she was now leaning over in preparation to taste his hard dick.
"Nice and big. That's the way I like it."
Her eyes never glanced away from his as she shoved the head of his cock towards her mouth and licked it. This act commenced seemingly in slow motion for Mike as Jennifer twirled her tongue around the head of his cock. She glanced away from his face when she slid his cock into her watery mouth. Mike groaned, letting out a deep breath as he lay there in the bed and relaxed. Jennifer sucked the first few inches of his cock, taking it slowly at first.
"Oh my god..."
Crying out in pleasure, Mike felt such bliss from how Jennifer sucked his cock so lovingly. She slowly bobbed her head up and down the first few inches while her hand gripped it from the base. Her left arm was wrapped around her boobs, as if to give him a little show while she feasted on his cock. Mike moaned again, listening to the short noises her mouth made while she sucked his shaft. Jennifer pulled her lips back to the head, releasing it with a pop sound. Her hand then began to pump up and down his shaft. She licked her lips before shoving that long cock back into her mouth.
"Ohhhhh yeah."
Mike moaned again, exhaling a deep breath as he soon felt Jennifer's left hand pushing down on his right leg. That move was only to properly adjust herself as she was now bobbing her head up and down, sucking his cock inch by inch. She continued at a slow pace, tightening the grip of her right hand fingers around the base. 'Mmmmmmm', a muffled moan escaped her lips. Jennifer sucked harder as the noises of her efforts became louder. All Mike could do was lay there and let this angelic goddess suck his cock. Jennifer took her time as she removed most of her right hand fingers. Only the index finger remained down at the hairless base. Her big brown eyes gazed up at him as she sank his shaft deeper into her mouth. Mike's eyes never left hers as he watched her head sink further down.
Jennifer then raised her lips back to the head. Whether she was teasing him or testing her own abilities, Mike did not care. There was nothing he could complain about from receiving oral pleasure from this special woman. His goddess, in his own mind. Jennifer then pushed her lips back down, bobbing her head up and down in a steady rhythm. When she slowed down, Mike swallowed his breath. He watched her lips sink further down to the last remaining inches of his shaft. Jennifer finally unwrapped her index finger from the base. This gave her the freedom to finally push her lips all the way down. Mike's eyes enlarged as he witnessed his entire cock disappearing into her mouth. He gasped his breath, feeling the head hit the back of her throat. Jennifer's big brown eyes leered at his face as he groaned.
"Ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhh god!"
Placing both of her hands on his legs, Jennifer kept her eyes locked on his face as she deep-throated every inch of his long shaft. Despite the pleasure, Mike did not feel he was going to blow his load. The thought of blasting a wad of cum to the back of her throat was there in his thoughts, but he was not ready. Jennifer pulled her lips back and resumed bobbing her head up and down. She devoured his cock with ease, proving herself as a pleasure-fulfilling goddess and living up to the fantasy he would have had to receive a blowjob from her. 'Mmmmmmmm', another muffled moan escaped her lips between slobbering and sucking noises. Jennifer pulled her lips to the head and released his cock with a popping sound. A string of drool trailed from her lower lip back to his cock.
"Mmmmmmm, tastes so good."
She wrapped her right hand fingers back around his pole and began to stroke it. Jennifer's hand glided easily across his slick cock due to the wetness that she now used as lube. She gazed back into his eyes while flicking her tongue across the head. Mike expected her to begin sucking again, but Jennifer had other ideas in mind. She lowered her head to his thighs. All he could see was the length of his shaft stretched out across her head, but soon he felt her left hand squeezing his ball sack.
"Ohhhhhhh, man!"
Her right hand began to pump up and down, stroking his cock as Jennifer was now kissing his hairless ball sack. Throughout his time in the hospital, Mike was afraid to look down at his balls. Now when he leaned up to see, he had the face of his ultimate crush sucking away at his balls. Jennifer used her left hand to assist herself in shoving his balls into her mouth. Her cheeks inflated as she was slobbering and sucking on his nuts.
"That feels so good! Keep going, Jen!"
When his voice elevated from excitement, Jennifer stroked his cock faster. Her hand moved at such a speed, it was almost a blur. Panting and groaning, Mike could not control the exhilaration of emotions coursing through his body. He curled his toes up as Jennifer's tongue lapped around his balls. She spit them out and then let go of his cock with all but her index finger wrapped beneath the head. While holding his cock up, she trailed her tongue along the underside and then back to the head. Her eyes glared up at him before she slid his shaft back into her mouth and resumed sucking.
"Yes! Ohhhhh god! Suck it some more!!"
Mike could not control this passion from coming out. After so many days of not finding any joy, he was now smiling widely as Jennifer devoured his long cock. Over and over, she bobbed her head up and down, sucking it aggressively now. He curled his toes again, but did not feel as if he was ready to blow his load. No matter how hard she sucked, it still felt as if he had a long way to go before reaching his climax. An opposite feeling was beginning to hit him. The more Jennifer slobbered her way up and down his pole, Mike felt his strength coming back into his body. She closed her eyes, concentrating as she deep-throated his length one final time. This time, Jennifer made audible gagging and slobbering noises before pulling her lips back and releasing it with a faint 'ahhh'. She had to catch her breath while drool dangled back to his shiny, spit-soaked shaft.
"Mmmmmm, you like that, Mike? You like how I sucked you off?"
She knew the answer to this question. She had to, he thought to himself. Giving a nod, he replied.
"Oh no, I didn't like it. I loved it!"
That response was enough for Jennifer to lean forward, placing her left hand on his chest. She pushed her lips against his, kissing him passionately while her right hand was gripping his cock. Mike moaned into her mouth, causing her to begin wanking his cock yet again. When the kiss broke, Jennifer turned back and began to stand up on the bed.
"I think you're ready for this, Mike. I know I am."
When she stood on the bed, Mike had a moment to see her feet. Her toenails were painted bright red with sparkling glitter. His eyes trailed up her strong legs before he moved his left hand to caress one, feeling her smooth skin. Jennifer smiled down at him, knowing his eyes would soon see the wetness developing around her thighs. Slick and wet skin was a small indictation of how neglected her pussy had been throughout this day. Mike swallowed his breath as he lay there and admired the sight of those beautiful pink folds. She quietly towered over him in silence. No words were needed to break this moment of serenity. He just had a feeling that was where Jennifer wanted his cock next. Great minds think alike, he believed. She curved her lips into a full, but devious grin. With a step backwards, she carefully turned around.
Now that giant ass was in his sights. Mike sat there, gazing into the crack as he studied every curve of thick beauty. Over time, Mike was aware that there were other famous women with a bigger booty than Jennifer Lopez these days. That did not matter to him at all. At the end of the day, she came first and was the only one worthy of being known as the booty queen. Nurse Booty was a fitting nickname for how this goddess had come to visit him. She would forever be the queen of his heart. Everything about that booty was sheer perfection. From the size to how fit Jennifer had built it. As she stood there, she ran her hands down to those plump cheeks and squeezed them. She moved her right away, but used her left hand to spank her own ass, allowing Mike to witness the ripple of movement across her skin.
"Lay down, Mike."
"I thought you'd never ask."
Jennifer chuckled at his remark. She began to lower herself down, bending her knees around his legs to straddle him from behind. Mike felt her right hand twisting around his cock. She had not completely lowered herself down yet. From where he was laying in bed, Mike's eyes fixated on her amazing ass. Jennifer pointed his cock upward and lined herself up. His eyes were still glued to her booty as he felt the warmth of her pussy wrapping around his dick.
"Ohhhhhhhh, yeah..."
Moaning out to her, he raised his head and closed his eyes for a moment. A soft coo echoed from Jennifer's voice. Mike re-opened his eyes upon feeling more of his cock sinking into her tight pussy.
"Mmmmmm, fits like a glove."
Her voice had slightly changed. With a lower tone, Jennifer sounded more seductive. Mike studied the details of her muscular back as she began to grind her hips and roll them. His cock pumped in and out of her juicy pussy as they were now in the act of making love.
"Ohhhh god! Yes! Ride me, Jen!"
She continued to move in this slow rhythm. In the reverse cowgirl position, Mike could sit back and watch her perfect booty bounce and shake every time their bodies hit together. The golden hoops connected to her ears dangled while her ponytail was flailing around.
"Ohhhhh yeah! Don't this feel good, Mike? You like how I ride you?"
"Yes I do, Jen! Don't stop!!"
Jennifer continued to rock herself atop him, pressing her hands into his legs. She rolled her hips to allow his cock to pump thoroughly in and out of her tight pussy. Mike groaned and began to moan uncontrollably. This was a pleasure he did not want to end as he felt the strength returning in his body. Maybe it was from the excitement alone, but he found the desire to get involved and help her in their act of love making. Jennifer raised her head and let out a loud moan.
"Ohhhh yeah! Ohhhhhhhhh!!"
Smack. Smack. Smack. That powerful booty smashed against his body over and over in a steady rhythm. Jennifer rocked him as she kept that cock thrusting inside her. Mike groaned as he tried to fight off the urge he had to try and buck his hips. He knew how weak his body currently was, but that was of little concern to Mike. Of all the women in the world, this was Jennifer Lopez. How could he hold himself back? He had to give her an equal amount of passion to what he was receiving.
"Jen! Come on, I wanna make love to you!"
Coming to a sudden halt, she turned to glance across her right shoulder. Mike's eyes were still focused on the immense size of her giant ass. She seemed to know where his eyes were as Jennifer began to make her booty pop. Left cheek, then the right cheek twice. One bounce followed by a double bounce. He glanced away to check the IV tube connected to his right arm. Jennifer climbed out, yanking his cock from her pussy and stepping her feet on the floor. She did not utter a word as she walked over to the IV pole and leaned towards Mike.
"You wanna make love to me, Mike? Is that it?"
Mike nodded while holding up his hand to make a subtle hint at the IV tube. As long as that was there, they would have to make due with limitations. Jennifer smiled and then pressed her left hand fingers over the heart rate monitor. No sound came from the device as it seemingly shut off.
"We don't have to worry about this anymore, hun."
Jennifer smiled before speaking again.
"Close your eyes, Mike."
"Why?"
"Just do it. Trust me, I'm not gonna hurt you."
Letting out a sigh, Mike closed his eyes. A few seconds passed as he did not feel anything on his body or hand.
"Okay, now you can look."
Re-opening his eyes, Mike glanced down to see the IV tube was completely removed from his hand. There was no puncture wound or any blood whatsoever. His arm looked as if it was completely fine and had not been poked. How could she remove it and he feel no pain at all? There was no point in asking such a question. Mike no longer cared what made sense. Jennifer stepped away from the hospital bed and sat down in the guest chair sitting next to the bed.
"Come make love to me, Mike."
Could he get out of his own hospital bed? That was a question with a negative answer for most of his stay. Mike was always afraid to try and get up after the treatments, but not now. He sat up, feeling no pain whatsoever within his body as his bare feet touched the cold floor below. Jennifer's big brown eyes followed his every move. She watched his feet stomp across the white tiled floor. The chair she sat in had a navy blue cushion and dark wooden armrests. She raised her knees and stretched her legs out once he was in front of her. Mike could see her beautiful vulva lips in all of their wet glory.
"Give it to me. Right here."
Jennifer slid her right hand across her stomach. She pointed at her entrance with her index finger while moving her left hand behind her head. As he guided his cock to her pretty folds, their eyes met. Her teeth were gritted, giving him the subtle look of lustful hunger. Using her left hand, Jennifer undid the ponytail holding her hair together. The head of his cock entered her just as her long locks of brunette hair began to overflow beyond her shoulders. Her lips curved into a smile as Mike felt once again that he was gazing into the face of a goddess. Jennifer radiated with angelic energy, and now he felt that blissful pleasure more than ever as his cock thrust into her pussy. Jennifer moaned as if she were relieved that he was inside her again.
Raising her legs up, she arched them up. Mike moved his hands to grab ahold of her legs as her feet were now pushed up against his shoulders. Between the pants and groans, Mike took a deep breath. Jennifer's eyes never glanced away from his face. Her lips moved as if she were whispering something, but no words came out. The warm feeling of her tight pussy had brought so much to pleasure him, but Mike continued to thrust at this slow pace. Jennifer's hands were clasped down onto the wooden armrest of the chair. Her tits began to jiggle and shake as Mike thrust his cock into her. Jennifer gasped, letting out soft moans. They were both unconcerned if the door opened and someone walked in on them. Nothing else mattered except making love to this angel that had come to save him.
"That's it! That's it! Come on, give it to me! Give it to me!!"
Thrusting harder and faster now, Mike let out a groan. He did not believe he had this strength in his body, but now it was coming out. Jennifer's breasts continued to jiggle as her hands were not moving from the arm rest of the chair. It slightly shook before sliding back against the wall.
"Just like that! Give it to me! Give me everything you've got, Mike!!"
Mike continued to thrust his cock back and forth in her pussy, encouraged by her words. He leaned forward, far enough to finally press his hands against her boobs. Her erect nipples poked into his skin as he began to squeeze them. Jennifer gasped, letting out a loud moan.
"That's it! More!!"
She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes. Over and over, Mike bucked his hips to give her his cock. He continued to thrust, moving faster now as he did not want to stop while his hands were still squeezing her breasts. Jennifer gasped, dropping her lower lip as her eyes gazed back at him. Her toes curled up and she screamed.
"I'm almost there, Mike! Come on! Give it to me!! Give it to me!!"
With another gasp, she screamed again.
"GIVE IT TO ME!!"
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Jennifer finally let go of the arm rest. Her fingers clenched into fists and her toes curled up as her legs began to shake. Mike gasped and let out a loud moan, still thrusting his shaft inside her as he felt her inner walls tighten up around his cock. A warm rush of her juices flooded his shaft as Mike cried out.
"Oh god, Jen! Ohhhhh god!!"
He took a step back, removing his hands from her legs and then pulling his cock out of her pussy. Her love nectar poured out from her pussy, drilling down to the floor. Mike took a moment to watch the warm gooey substance drip down and create a puddle on the floor. As he watched, Jennifer raised her legs. She arched herself on the chain and pushed the soles of her feet up against his chest.
"We're not done yet, Mike. I think we're saving the best for last."
"Oh really?"
A smirk ran across her lips as Jennifer slowly nodded her head. She rubbed her feet up and down his skinny chest. He glanced down to see the glimmering red glitter of her toenails as she moved her feet down to his cock. When he glanced back at her face, Jennifer had a mischievous grin. She winked at him while rubbing her feet against his cock. Mike moaned out to her.
"Your feet are so beautiful, Jen."
Still smiling, she began to giggle at his words. Mike could feel her soles rubbing on both sides of his cock. He broke eye contact to watch the action. Her right foot big toe pushed over the head of his cock as she then clamped her feet together around it.
"Oh my god..."
Mike gasped and swallowed his breath. He could feel her deep brown eyes staring at him, but his view was locked on the sight of her gorgeous feet rubbing up and down his cock.
"You like that, Mike? You like how my feet feel against your cock?"
Jennifer giggled after uttering her words. Maybe she knew he would be too astounded to reply back to her. All Mike could do was stand there and watch. Every lovely detail of her feet was visible to his eyes while she still had his cock between the soles. Jennifer curled the toes of her left foot, allowing the tips to press down over the head playfully.
"Mmmmmmm, I know you're loving this."
Finally, she managed to make him blush with her seductive tone of voice. Mike chuckled a laugh.
"Oh yeah, I'm loving it for sure."
Her left foot moved away, and then Jennifer used it to prop up underneath his cock. When their eyes met, she grinned with her full teeth as she tucked the head of his cock between her right foot and big toe and then wiggled it. That was the last act of teasing Jennifer did with her feet before pulling them both away. His cock dangled, swinging back and forth as she began to rise from the chair.
"You know what's next, don't you, Mike?"
Standing up to face him, Jennifer threw her arms around his neck. She shoved her breasts up against his chest, letting him feel her hardened nipples poking into his skin. As he gazed back into those angelic brown eyes, Mike softly replied.
"What? You said something about saving the best for last."
"I sure did."
"What did you mean, babe?"
Jennifer giggled.
"Honey, I think you know just what I meant. Follow your heart."
She pushed her lips to his for another passionate kiss. As he moaned into her mouth, Mike ran his hands down the perfect curves of her body. From the hips, he found his way to her giant booty from behind. He squeezed it fully with both hands. Jennifer moaned into his mouth, pulling back and then winking at him.
"I think you know full well what is the best."
With another playful giggle, she turned around and then bent over. Jennifer's hands pushed down into the cushion of the guest chair, and now Mike had a full view of her epic booty. Sunlight peeled in from the window across from them, illuminating her tanned skin to give her that angelic appearance again.
"I know what you want, Mike. You know what I want? I wanna feel your hard cock shoved right up my ass. Every last inch of it."
Rolling her hips again, Jennifer began to twerk. Mike stood there and watched as those powerful cheeks were now clapping together again. Clap. Clap. Clap. She knew just how to grind and roll her hips in a perfect rhythm without the sound of music. His focus shifted to the surrounding elements of the room. Mike noticed the hand sanitizer dispenser on the wall near the door. That black plastic device was motion detected. Every nurse before Jennifer would put their hands under it to quickly clean them before leaving the room. An idea quickly came to his mind. He dashed over to the dispenser. First his right hand palm was filled with the oily substance, then he did his left hand. As he walked back over to Jennifer, she was still twerking.
Spank! Mike's right hand slapped across the right cheek of her booty. The gooey lotion splattered across her bum with droplets flying in the air. His left hand pressed against the other booty cheek. When he pulled his hands away, Mike smiled at the big hand prints. Jennifer had stopped twerking, allowing him some time to play with her ass. The hand sanitizer was the best he could use for some kind of oil. Mike wanted to oil up that booty and see it shine in the glistening liquid. Using his hands, he rolled his palms over her ass to soak in the warm soap. Jennifer moaned and made a soft coo. Whatever was going on in her mind, he could only wonder. Once that booty was slick and wet, Mike smiled. Her skin was glowing now, thanks to the hand sanitizer.
"You ready to take my booty, Mike?"
Jennifer spoke up as she shoved it back against him. He playfully spanked the left cheek before gripping his cock.
"Big big, booty. What you got a big booty."
She giggled at him reciting the lyrics to one of her most famous singles. Mike smacked that ass again with his left hand. He guided his cock up the crack, watching it bulge between those perfect thick cheeks. Not ready to discover her dark little hole yet, he decided to move his hands over her slick ass cheeks and squeeze his cock between them. With a faint gasp, Jennifer moaned again.
"Ohhhh, that feels good."
Mike wasted no time in thrusting his cock between her ass cheeks. Every inch of his shaft glided up and down. The pleasure felt so good that he did not want to stop. His left hand nearly slipped across her slick booty, but he maintained himself for a few more thrusts. Once he stopped, Mike finally pulled her ass cheeks apart to have a peek at the hole awaiting his cock. After witnessing it, he gripped his cock and then guided the head to push in.
"Mmmmmm, there you go. Get in there. You have no idea how good this is gonna get."
After the first thrust, Mike took a deep breath and then gasped a sigh of relief. The first few inches of his cock were pushed into her famous booty. The tightness and warmth greeted his cock, but with a different feeling from her pussy. Jennifer glanced across her right shoulder to study the expression on his face. She had to have witnessed that flabbergasted gaze on the faces of many men before him. Mike truly believed this woman to be a goddess, and her booty was the most powerful weapon she possessed.
"Come on, Mike! Take my ass any way you want it!"
Thrusting again, he let out a loud moan of pleasure. His ultimate fantasy was now becoming a reality through all the strange circumstances. Spanking that ass again with his right hand, he began to buck his hips.
"Ohhhhhh god! Ohhhhh, yes!!"
All he could do was cry out in pleasure upon feeling every inch of his cock thrust up her ass. Mike watched the entire length of his shaft disappear up her booty, then pull back out. It took him some time to find a steady rhythm, but once he did, Jennifer began to moan. Her big gold hoop earrings dangled and shook along with the locks of her long hair.
"Mmmmmm yeah! That's it! Give me that cock! Right up the ass! Right where I want it!!"
Her dirty talk was enough to motivate him to thrust harder and faster. Mike stomped his left foot into the floor, crying out in pleasure.
"Oh my god! Jen!! This booty is so amazing!!"
He did not know what to say, randomly blurting out the most obvious words that first came to his mind. He continued to buck his hips, thrusting his cock inch after inch into that supreme booty.
"Ohhhhhh yeah! That's it! Keep going, Mike!! That's how you pound this booty!! Nice and hard, just like that!!"
Gritting her teeth together, Jennifer snarled a loud growl for a moment. Mike was now thrusting harder and faster. Her breasts shook, bouncing all around from underneath. Each time he made a full thrust, their bodies smacked together, and he witnessed the ripple of movement from her booty cheeks.
"Pound that ass! Yeah, just like that! Give me that cock! Give it to me!!"
Smack. Smack. Smack. Their bodies hit together with each full thrust to create the constant smacking noises. Mike could not slow down whatsoever. He no longer cared if he was going to finally blow his load. There was no other place he wanted to cum for this angelic goddess.
"POUND MY ASS, MIKE!! GIVE IT TO ME!!"
When she screamed those words, Mike groaned. He tried to thrust as hard as he possibly could. His swinging ball sack was smacking up against the undersides of that power booty. Over and over, he gave her inch after inch of his long cock. Jennifer cried out and moaned, but it was his voice that became louder with each passing second.
"JEN!! OHHHHHH GOD, JEN!! THIS BOOTY IS SO GOOD!! THIS BOOTY!! THIS BOOTY, OHHHHH GOD!! THIS BEAUTIFUL, BIG BOOTY!!"
Unable to control himself, he continuously shouted random words about her glorious ass. Mike did not care that he was about to blow his load. He continued to thrust, still shouting as his vision began to blur.
"THIS BOOTY!! THIS BOOTY!! OHHHHH GOD, THIS BOOTY!!"
The feeling of a hard release came. Mike knew his cock was exploding within her ass, but his vision continued to blur with a white light fading from the left corner. Within seconds, it took his entire vision and then abruptly went black. Instead of panicking at this strange occurrence, Mike was more relaxed than ever, but what the hell was happening? Where did she go? His eyes could only see darkness with the slight glimmer of a wide light in the distance. As the seconds passed, this ray of light became larger. Was this the end? Mike began to wonder among his racing thoughts if something odd had occurred and this entire experience was a part of a journey into an afterlife. His heartbeat was racing and he could still feel his body, so whatever was happening, he had no idea.
Beep. Beep. Beep. He slowly opened his eyes to see that the ray of light belonged to the fluorescent light hanging on the ceiling. The heart rate monitor was beeping at a steady pace. The window of his room was covered up and the figures of two people standing in front of his bed. Mike's vision was still a bit blurry, as he could not make out the people yet as he stretched his eyes widely. The IV tube was connected to his right arm, as Mike now felt it along with the other pains in his body. Swallowing his breath, he let out a sigh as his vision was now coming back. The figure standing in front of his bed was a tall man with faded grey hair and a matching mustache. He wore a white jacket, unbuttoned to reveal a dark blue shirt underneath. A friendly smile was to greet a familiar face.
"Heart rate is back to normal, Dr. Johnson. Everything looks clear again."
That voice belonged to a nurse. Standing near the bed was none other than Nurse Alexa, offering a friendly smile to Mike as he glanced in her direction.
"You must've been having one hell of a dream. I know a real smile when I see one!"
Dr. Johnson spoke up as Alexa laughed. Mike blushed as he became embarrassed. So it was all a dream. He blushed, trying to contain his smile before speaking up.
"Yeah, that was a great dream. But... I... uh... I wasn't shouting anything, was I?"
The nurse smiled back at the doctor, and then they both bust up laughing. Mike became horrified. Oh god, he thought to himself. Was he really laying in bed screaming about JLo's ass? He could only imagine the dirty things that they had to hear from him while he was enjoying that wild dream. Nurse Alexa looked over at Mike and patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry about anything. You're getting better and that's all that really matters."
From those choice words, Mike figured they must have heard him talking dirty in his sleep. He was not sure how long he had been asleep for that dream, but now back in reality, he felt embarrassed. Dr. Johnson was still laughing as they began to walk out the door.
"Try and get some more rest, Mike. I'll take you outside tomorrow to get some fresh air."
Alexa spoke while smiling back at him. She was able to contain her laughter as the doctor left the room first. Once they left the room, Mike finally sighed in relief. It was amusing that he could remember every detail of the dream, regardless of whether he was yelling at a doctor or a nurse. At least he had the thoughts of Jennifer Lopez as a guardian angel watching over him. Mike could not wait to get home and watch her music videos again. Maybe he would dream about her again when his spirits needed to be uplifted. One lovely Nurse Booty to appear and help him forget about his pain. Mike at least knew what he was going to do when he finally left this place.
THE END
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