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Codes: MF, Oral, Creampie, Titwank
Perfect Bedside Manner
Andy opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. He was in a austere, bare, white room, with a beeping monitor and a figure in scrubs standing over him. The woman, with raven black hair, piercing blue eyes, and enormous, natural breasts, smiled warmly down at him. He felt a strange tingling sensation between his legs.
"Hello, Andy. My name is Sophie. You're in Southport General Hospital. I've been taking care of you since you arrived. You've been through a lot, but you're doing much better now," she said softly, her accent making his heart flutter.
"Thank you...," he managed to croak. "But, what happened," He couldn't help but stare at her, taking in every detail of her striking appearance. At first he couldn't believe who it was. Was it really...Sophie Howard? He knew she was a qualified nurse, but was it really her?
"What happened, to me?" he asked, trying to clear the cobwebs from his brain.
"You were in a Road Traffic Accident on Lulworth Road. " she explained, looking down at him with those piercing blue eyes. "You're a lucky one. The doctors say you'll make a full recovery, but you'll have to stay with us for a while."
Andy tried to process this information, his mind still foggy from the accident. He remembered the drive home from work, the car swerving out of control, the sound of screeching metal...and then nothing. He couldn't believe he was alive.
She smiled again, her blue eyes sparkling, and reached out to gently brush a strand of hair from his forehead. "There now, you're going to be just fine. You're through the worst of it."
Andy found himself unable to take his eyes off her face and breasts, which were practically bursting out of her scrubs. He cleared his throat, trying to focus on something other than her ample chest.
"So... how long have I been here?" he asked, his voice still hoarse.
"About a week now. You had us all worried there for a while, but you pulled through. You're a real fighter," she replied with a warm smile, her voice gentle and reassuring. "How are you feeling?"
Andy shifted uncomfortably in the bed, feeling a strange tingling sensation in his groin.
"I've got a strange sensation in my...um...testicles. It's tingling a lot."
Sophie raised an eyebrow and gave him a sly smile. "Oh, that's perfectly normal, Andy. Your body has been through a lot, and it's just getting back to normal." Her blue eyes sparkled with mischief as she reached out to adjust the sheet, inadvertently exposing her cleavage a bit more.
"So... what's next for me?" he asked, unable to tear his gaze away from Sophie's ample chest. She chuckled softly.
"Well, you're going to need a lot of rest and physical therapy, but I think we can arrange that for you here. You're in a private room now, so you won't have any interruptions," she replied, leaning in closer.
Andy's heart skipped a beat as he noticed the gentle, alluring scent of her perfume. It was her. It was Sophie Howard. Her eyes, lips and hair were exactly like Glamour Sophie's, and although he couldn't see her breasts under her scrubs, they were more than ample enough to be hers.
"Well, if you need anything, you just let me know, okay?" Sophie said with a reassuring smile, patting his hand before stepping away from the bed. "Now, why don't you try to get some rest?"
Andy nodded, feeling his eyelids growing heavy. As he drifted off, he couldn't help but wonder if she'd be in the room when he woke up. He dreamt of her soft hands and her even softer lips, tracing the outline of his cock and teasing him until he was begging for release.
The next time he opened his eyes, Sophie was there, adjusting the blankets around him. Her breasts pressed against his arm as she leaned over him, and he could feel the heat radiating from her body. He took a deep breath, savouring the scent of her perfume.
"Hello, Andy. You're looking a bit better today. How are you feeling?" she asked with a warm smile, her voice like honey.
Andy swallowed hard, struggling to find his voice. "Better... thanks. You... you're really beautiful, you know." He felt his face flush as he said it, but she just smiled, seeming to enjoy the compliment.
"Why, thank you. I think you're looking pretty handsome yourself today. So, what would you like to do now? You must be hungry; I could bring you something to eat?" She leaned in closer, her breasts practically pressed against his arm.
Andy cleared his throat, trying to focus on something other than her breasts. "Well, that sounds great. But... maybe you could just stay here with me a little while longer?" He paused, his cheeks flushing again. "I mean, if you're not too busy or anything."
Sophie smiled warmly, stepping even closer. "Of course, Andy. I'd be happy to stay. You've been through a lot, and I think you could use some company." She glanced down at his crotch, and he could feel his heart racing.
"How is that tingling sensation down there? Is it still bothering you?" she asked, a sly grin on her face.
Andy felt a surge of heat rush to his groin. "Um, well... yeah. It's still...tingling."
Sophie smiled, her eyes never leaving his. "I think I can help with that." She leaned in closer, until their faces were inches apart. Andy could feel the warmth of her breath on his lips as she whispered, "Just relax and let me take care of you."
Andy swallowed hard, his heart racing. He could feel his cock growing harder by the second, straining against the sheets. "Sophie..." he managed to say, his voice barely more than a whisper. "Are you sure about this?"
"I'm a Nurse, Andy. Our job is to make our patients feel better." she smiled down at him. "Just let me lock the door, so we can have a little bit more privacy."
Andy nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness course through his veins. He watched as she moved to the door, locking it with a small click. Then she turned back to him, her expression soft and inviting. She walked over to him, reaching down to undo his hospital gown.
"You probably just need some relief. I mean, it's been a week since you...could." she smiled.
As it fell open, revealing his aching erection, she let out a soft gasp.
"Oh, my," she murmured, her eyes traveling up and down his length. "You're certainly ready for me." She reached down to grasp him in her hand, stroking him gently, her warm, soft touch sending waves of pleasure through him.
Andy arched his back, moaning as she continued to stroke him. He could feel the heat building within him, the pressure growing more insistent with each passing moment.
"Sophie," he groaned, his hips bucking into her hand. "Oh, God..." She was driving him wild, her touch so skillful and gentle at the same time.
As she continued to stroke him, she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "Do you want me to stop?" she whispered.
Andy could feel his control slipping. "No," he managed to say, his voice barely more than a ragged breath. "No, don't stop."
Sophie smiled, her hand moving faster on his cock. "Good," she murmured, leaning in to kiss him. Her lips were soft and warm against his, and as she deepened the kiss, her hand continued to stroke him in a slow, rhythmic motion.
Andy felt himself getting closer and closer, the pleasure building inside him with every passing second. He could feel the pressure building inside him, the need to release it growing more urgent with each pump of her hand.
"That's it, Andy," she whispered in his ear. "Just let it all out. You'll feel so much better when you do."
Her touch was so skilled, so gentle, that he knew there was no way he could hold back much longer. He moaned as he felt the first, powerful spasms of release grip him. Sophie's hand moved faster, her fingers curling around him as she stroked him in perfect rhythm with his thrusts. Her other hand found its way to his balls, where she squeezed them gentlly, urging him on.
"That's it, Andy," she whispered, her breath hot against his neck. "Give it all to me."
Andy's hips bucked wildly as he came, his body tensing with each powerful spasm. Sophie's hand continued to stroke him, her fingers digging into his skin as he emptied himself over her uniform, his cock spurting like a geyser. She kissed his lips as he squirmed at her touch.
"That's it, Andy," she whispered, her breath warm against his face. "Let it all out. Let me take care of you." She leaned in closer, her hand still moving on him, her touch firm and sure. As he began to regain his breath, she leaned back, her eyes meeting his.
"Was that what you needed?" she asked, her voice gentle.
Andy couldn't catch his breath, but he managed to nod. "Yeah," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "That was... amazing."
Sophie smiled, leaning in to kiss him again. "I'm glad I could help," she whispered, her hand still moving slowly on his cock. She looked down at the stains on her uniform and mock frowned. "Looks like we made a bit of a mess here."
Andy chuckled weakly, still trying to catch his breath. "Sorry, I guess I got carried away."
"Never mind," she said, taking off her top, revealing her large, bra-encased breasts "I'll give these a quick scrub and let them dry on the radiator."
She stood up, walking over to the sink, her hips swaying enticingly. Andy could see the outline of her lace-covered pussy through her uniform pants, and his cock began to stir again. She scrubbed the stains off, the top and then sighed.
"Looks like you got some on the pants as well." she winked at him, "I'm going to have to give them a scrub too."
She slipped them off her hips, revealing her lace panties to him. She scrubbed the pants quickly, and took the two items over to the radiator. He gawped at her, as her tits bounced in her barely there lace bra.
"There is a bit of a mess for me to clean up down there. Don't you think?" She stood beside him, smiling mischievously.
Andy could only stare at her, his breath quickening as her breasts pressed against his arm. He could feel himself growing hard again.
"Yeah," he managed to croak. "I guess there is."
She turned to face him, her breasts brushing against his arm. "Well," she said with a sultry smile, "I guess it is my job to help clean you up. We can't have a dirty patient lying in bed now, can we?"
Andy's heart raced as she reached down between his legs, her hand wrapping around his cock. She leaned down and started licking it.
"Mmm," she moaned, "you taste so good." Her hand moved up and down his length, her tongue circling the head, as she sucked him deeper into her mouth. He couldn't believe how good it felt, her warm, wet mouth engulfing him.
He reached up, fondling her breasts through her bra, squeezing them gently as she sucked him off. He let out a moan, the pleasure coursing through his body. She reached around her back, and unhooked her bra, freeing her incredible breasts.
Andy groaned as she placed one of them in his hand, and then lowered her head, taking his cock deeper into her mouth. Her tongue danced across the sensitive flesh, her lips pressing against him. He tweaked her nipples, playing with them, unable to believe how big they were. He had seen them in magazines, of course, but having them in his hands, playing with them, was another thing entirely.
She pulled away from him, breathing heavily, her face flushed. "You taste so good," she said, licking her lips. "And I'd love to do this all day long, but we don't have much time."
With that, she climbed onto the bed, lowering herself onto him. Her breasts pressed against his chest as she guided him inside her. He groaned as she began to move, her hips sliding back and forth in a smooth, sensual rhythm. She leaned forward, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss as she continued to ride him. She broke the kiss and leaned back, riding his cock, her tits bouncing as she fucked him. He reached up and grabbed them, playing with them as she fucked him hard.
"Oh Andy. This feels so good!" she moaned.
Her breasts were still in his hands, and he squeezed them as she rode him. She lowered her head, kissing him passionately as she moved faster. Her hips gripped him, her muscles tensing, and then she cried out, her body arching as she came. He thrust into her, feeling her tight muscles milking his cock as she reached her climax. He groaned, letting himself go, and came with a shuddering cry of pleasure, filling her with his hot seed.
She collapsed on top of him, their sweaty bodies pressed together. He could feel her heart racing against his chest as they caught their breath.
"I can't believe we just did that." he gasped.
She smiled, her breath still ragged. "I know, but a nurse always makes sure to look after her patients needs."
She kissed him softly, her tongue darting out to tease his lips. "I wish we had more time, Andy. But I need to finish my shift."
He ran his fingers through her hair, enjoying the feel of it against his skin.
"You could stay late, maybe?" he suggested with a grin.
"I could always use the overtime," she mused "And you could always use the physical therapy."
"That I could," he smiled contentedly as she slid off him.
She came to his room the next night, sliding silently into the room, locking it behind her.
Andy's eyes lit up as he saw her. "Hello, gorgeous," he said with a smile.
She smiled back and walked over to him, her hips swaying sexily.
"I've just finished my rounds, and you were the last stop." she ran a hand over his chest, "I thought I'd come in and see how you were feeling."
She kissed him softly, her tongue darting into his mouth. He felt her breasts pressed against his chest, the soft fabric of her uniform doing little to hide their size. He reached up, cupping them in his hands, feeling their weight and warmth.
"You seem to be feeling better." she grinned at him coyly. cocking her head a little. "Have you managed to have a shower at all yet?"
"I was hoping you'd help me with that," he answered, a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Well, hygiene is very important when you are recovering." she kissed his lips, squeezing his crotch "And as we say in the NHS, patients come first in everything we do."
She helped him out of bed, and soon they were both naked in the shower, soaping each other up. He couldn't believe how beautiful she was, how amazing her body was. He kissed and sucked her nipples, whilst she jerked his cock off. As the warm water rained down on them, she knelt down and took his cock into her mouth.
He moaned, feeling her tongue slide over the sensitive head of his cock. She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his in the mirror. His hands groped her breasts he thrust into her mouth, causing her to gag a little. She took him deep, her throat muscles flexing as she swallowed him whole.
"Oh My God, Sophie..." he groaned as her expert tongue flicked over his sensitive flesh. "That feels fucking incredible..."
She moaned around his cock, her blue eyes looking up at him as she bobbed her head, her long black hair falling across his chest. Her hands reached up, cupping his chest, holding his gaze as she took him deeper still.
"Fuck, Sophie," he growled, his hips bucking against her mouth "I want to fuck your tits."
She leaned back slightly, releasing his cock from her mouth, and slid his saliva soaked cock between her breasts.
"Then fuck them," she whispered, gazing into his eyes, as she squeezed her tits tight around him.
He gripped her hands, holding her steady as he thrust forward, feeling his cock slip between her soft, warm breasts. He was incredibly hard, his cock throbbing with need, but he held back, wanting this to last. It had been a dream of his for years, the chance to get a soapy titwank from Sophie Howard, and now he was living it, he wanted it to last as long as he could.
"Oh God, yes..." she moaned, arching her back as he fucked her tits. "That's it, darling. Give it to me."
He thrust harder, feeling her soft, warm skin against his rock hard cock. He locked eyes with her, and she bit her lip, looking as sultry and sexy as she had in the Lads Mags he had blown copious loads to over the years.
"You like fucking these big tits, Andy?" she breathed, her voice husky with desire. "You like feeling them squeeze you like this?"
"Oh Fuck...Sophie....yes!" he groaned, pumping into her cleavage relentlessly, the feeling of their wet, soapy skin sliding against each other incredible.
"I bet you've always wanted to fuck them." she panted, looking him in the eye. "You've always wanted me to do this to you."
He nodded, his eyes wide with lust, his face flushed.
"You're the sexiest woman in the world, Sophie," he groaned, thrusting harder into her cleavage. "And these tits...God, they're perfect."
"I bet you want to cum on them too, you naughty boy." she breathed, her voice a sultry whisper. "You want to spray your hot spunk all over my beautiful breasts."
He nodded frantically, his thrusts becoming more desperate as he felt the orgasm building inside him. "Yes, Sophie. Oh fuck...I'm close..."
"Do it, Andy. Give your sperm." she breathed, her voice a husky whisper as she squeezed her tits tight around him. "Shoot it all over me."
His hips bucked violently, thrusting as hard as he could into her cleavage.
"Oh FUCK!" he cried out, feeling the hot rush of his orgasm wash over him. He came with a groan, his cock throbbing as he sprayed her breasts with what seemed like litres of hot, thick cum. Sophie moaned as his sperm splattered onto her breasts, her nipples hard and peaked from the pleasure of it. She ran her fingers through his cum, spreading it across her skin, savouring the feeling of his hot sticky load on her. She gazed up at him with a satisfied smile
"There you go, darling," she whispered. "That's what I wanted."
Andy looked down at her, still panting from his orgasm, his cock still half-hard in her cleavage. He couldn't believe this was really happening. She kissed his cock, a string of cum attaching itself to her lips, and she swallowed it.
She stood up and pressed herself against him, kissing him tenderly on the lips.
"I can't stay, my love. The next ward round will be here soon, and they'll be checking in here." she looked at him, sighing. "But I'll be here tomorrow night, and will come into see you then."
Andy nodded, reluctantly. He didn't want her to leave, but he knew she had to. He didn't want to give her any more grief about it. He kissed her softly on the lips, tasting himself on her lips.
They showered quickly, and clothed, Andy following her to the door as she was about to leave.
"See you tomorrow night then?" he leant down, kissing her gently.
"Yes, my love," she whispered, before stepping back and opening the door. "Goodnight, Andy."
She gave him a peck on the cheek, before disappearing down the hallway.
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