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Hungry For It ....(75k)    by R. W. Derr

CHAPTER ONE

MY FIRST ORGASM

Now that I think back to it, I always liked the white uniforms of a nurse. As a child I had been sick several times and needed a nurse's care.

Once I went to the hospital and all the doctors and nurses were wearing white. This appealed to me, the idea of helping people.

More than that, I think I liked the idea of having the authority over people.

I liked having the power to make decisions as 3 to how people's bodies would be manipulated.

There seemed to be something extra sexy about nurses and doctors. At least there was for me and I have no real explanation for it except that as I grew up I know I always wanted to be a nurse.

At thirteen years old I had a governess who was a pretty blond buxom woman. When she arrived she was dressed like anybody who would come in off the street to visit my parents. When she was assigned to the house, the first morning, I remember her appearing in that white uniform.

She looked to me very much like a nurse, but at twelve and a half years old I didn't question what people were. I was told that she was to be my governess and I was to pay attention to everything that she said. I was careful to do this for I did not want to irritate my parents whom I loved very much.

Some of the things Mattie asked me to do I thought were very strange, but there was nobody I could communicate with to talk about it since my parents were very busy with their society get-togethers and parties. We were rather well to do. Friends were rather hard to come by since the estate that I lived on was so big and the private school I went to all the children were driven to. This left a great void in my life and I spent much of that time with Mattie.

I noticed that at different moments in time 4 she would reach across and put her arm around me affectionately or she would give me a playful slap on the ass or at time she would help me to dress or undress. She seemed pretty occupied with me in those periods of time, but I was much too young to be aware of the significance that her interest held.

Finally one weekend, my parents went away to Bermuda. I was very scared alone in the house and Mattie was the only thing there to comfort me. The rest of the servants dept outside of the house in separate servant's quarters.

I remember going into Mattie's room and she was there in her uniform reading a book in a chair.

She looked down at me and said, "What's the problem, Lisa? Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I'm frightened," I said.

"Come on and sit on Mattie's lap," she answered.

I wasn't sure I was hearing right, because at close to thirteen years old it seemed rather strange for me to sit on somebody's lap, but I wanted the warmth and comfort of someone because I felt so alone in the house. I guess it was psychological. I knew my parents were gone and the house was empty except for Mattie and myself.

There was a storm going on outside and it frightened me, so reluctantly, but with interest, I sat down on Mattie's lap. I laid my head down on her shoulder and felt her arms go around me. I must have been sitting there about fifteen minutes when I noticed Mattie's arms were moving up and down on my body. She was squeezing me tight and I felt warm and secure within those arms.

Finally she said to me, "Lisa, I must go to sleep. Are you going back to your room or would you rather sleep with me?"

"In the same bed," I asked.

"Of course, honey. If your scared of the storm, sleep with me and I'll protect you. Nothing will happen to you."

The whole thought of it excited me, not sexually, of course, for I had not had an awakening in that area yet. But, the idea of having somebody near me when I slept in that big dark and lonely house was nice. I thought it was fabulous.

I said, "Yes, yes, I'd love to do that."

"All right, sweetheart. You go jump under the covers and lay down while I get ready for bed. Then I'll crawl in and we'll turn out the light and we'll both sleep in the same room. Would that be good?"

"Great! Great," I said and I jumped on the bed, slipped my body under the covers in between the cool sheets. I had my little silky pajamas on and it felt beautiful under the sheets on this big bed.

Now Mattie began to unzip the back of her 6 uniform. She slipped it down over her shoulder. She was a buxom blond woman of German extraction with enormous breasts, big hips, a rather slender waist, full thighs tapering down into a pair of what I suppose would be considered pretty nice legs. She was what everybody pictures governesses as being only prettier in the face. She had big blue eyes and dark brows, full lips, and a strong face.

Now she slipped the uniform down over her hips and onto the floor. Underneath she had on stockings and a garter belt and a waist cincher and a black bra. She turned to me as she unhooked the back of her bra and said, "I'll be there in a moment, Lisa. You relax and I'll be with you, dear. "

I saw the bra let go of those two full pendulous breasts. For some reason, I had interest in them. I had not seen a woman bare her breasts before like this and since mine were relatively insignificant, I felt maybe some day mine would be like this.

I thought about how nice it would be when I had such nice pendulous breasts.

Now she threw the bra on a chair and sat down and crossed her legs. She looked very sexy sitting there and I thought she looked attractive. I didn't realize that my lesbian tendencies were starting very young.

She rolled her stockings off her legs, undid 7 her garter belt and took it off. Now all that was left was the waist cincher and a pair of black silk panties. Now she unhooked the waist cincher and threw it on the floor and stepped out of the panties. I noticed the full growth of blond hair down around her pussy. I didn't have that completely yet either. I suppose I had about half of what I was going to have some day, but that looked pretty insignificant next to that big burning bush of Mattie's.

Now she approached the bed and switched off the light and crawled underneath the covers. She lay down beside me and I heard her even breathing. The warmth of her body was close to me. I remember being very excited about the fact that I was sleeping with her, and now I had another interest. One of her large long legs was lying along side of my leg. The warmth from her thigh was transmitting across into mine. I felt funny about it but I didn't move. I was too scared. I was apprehensive. I did not know what was going on.

Then Mattie reached a hand across and put it on my stomach. She began to gently massage my stomach and she whispered into my ear, "Little Lisa, little frightened Lisa, it's so nice to have you for company. As much as you're enjoying being here, I'm enjoying having you here."

This was the first time that any adult had paid any real attention to me. My parents almost literally ignored me all the time and that was dull for me, but Mattie was paying very nice attention to me. Her hand was roving over my stomach and up around my breasts. She squeezed them gently and it felt good.

"What are you doing," I asked.

"Nothing. Making you feel good and secure and warm."

I had to admit that it did feel good and secure and warm even though some of the sensations that were awakening in my body were strange. I decided not to question anything since the whole thing was a joyful experience and not a painful experience so I lay back to enjoy it.

Now she squeezed my breasts gently and tenderly and I noticed that my nipples were standing up. They were getting erect for some reason. I felt a tightness in my crotch, something I also did not understand, but Mattie was running her hands over my entire body. Now she leaned across and placed a kiss on one of my taut nipples.

"So pretty and young," she said and she kissed it again. Now she took the nipple in her mouth and began to roll it around with her tongue. She teased it and ran her tongue across to the other tit. She now took the nipple of that one in her mouth. She sucked on it gently, gave it little love nips and rolled it around with her tongue.

She looked up and said, "Some day, Lisa, your breasts are going to be beautiful and pendulous and the nipples will be wonderfully formed as you saw mine are."

For the first time I spoke to her and said, "Yes, Mattie, yours are beautiful."

"Later for that," she said and now put her hand between my legs. She began to rub my young and inexperienced cunt. The feeling was beautiful. I felt that my privacy was being invaded and there was something overly personal about what she was doing, but the feeling was so good that I decided not to question it. I let her rub my pussy and I felt myself getting more and more excited as time went on.

I began to feel warm all throughout my loins and my upper thighs. My breasts were hard and ached. I felt some sort of a sexual sensation and didn't realize what it was. She had kissed my stomach and ran her tongue all the way up to my breasts, rolled around the nipples and then back down. Then she bit me on the upper thighs and I began to get excited.

She slipped her finger in as far as she could in the beginning of my cunt. As I was still a virgin, there wasn't very far to go before a little bit of pain started. However, she gently caressed the inner walls of my pussy and I felt some excitement. She kissed and sucked on my breasts and all of a sudden I began to feel like I was lying in a meadow in the sunshine. Warmth crept over all of my body. I couldn't control myself anymore. I decided to let go.

She placed her lips on mine and began to kiss me. I had seen pictures of men and women kissing but I had never seen pictures of women kissing each other. However, I didn't think it was that strange since I did lead a rather sheltered life and it felt very good.

She slipped her tongue inside my mouth between my lips and moved it up and back. The warmth of it was exciting and I tasted it with my tongue. Now I slipped my tongue back into her mouth and she seemed to put more pressure on my lips. We were in each other's arms and she was kissing me beautifully. One of her hands was still between my legs. She was working my pussy over and I was getting ready to come. I was about to have the first orgasm of my life.

Not knowing much about what an orgasm was, I was a little frightened when the first jolt hit me and as I felt the repetition of that jolt I tried to ask her what it was, but I found I couldn't speak. All I could do was lie back and kiss her back and hold her and squeeze her. I thought to myself, my God, I love Mattie more than anything else in the world.

She held me in her arms and said, "My little Lisa, my little Lisa, when we wake up in the morning there will be more." Then we both dozed off.

CHAPTER TWO

THE CHAUFFEUR TAKES MY CHERRY

The sun was warm through the window and I looked at her. She looked beautiful, all blonde and warm and big. I put my arm around her and kissed her cheek. She woke up and said, "Lisa, my little Lisa, you're still here. It's so nice to have you here with me Lisa. Come, I want to show you something," and she pulled the sheets down and held her breasts in front of me. She cupped them and said, "Kiss them, Lisa. Kiss them on the tips as I did for you last night. I think you'll find it pleasant."

As I reached for one of her breasts I found that it took almost two of my hands to pick it up. I caressed it and found the silky softness of it to be a completely new experience. It was an exciting feeling running my hands over the softness of that big breast. Then I felt the nipple which was so beautiful and put it in my mouth and kissed and sucked on it. I tried to take more of her breast in my mouth and licked all around it. Then I put my face between them and she squeezed them hard. The softness seemed to cover me. I loved the feeling as though I were being smothered to death by a beautiful pair of soft pink titties.

Now I ran my hand down on her stomach. I began to touch her body. I took one of her breasts in my hand and squeezed it gently. I kissed the tips of it. I tried to do for her what she did for me the night before. I ran my hand down between her legs and squeezed her ass with the other hand.

She had a hand on my ass and she was gently caressing it and squeezing it. Every once in a while she would shove a finger up between the cheeks and tease my bumhole. I was beginning to get excited all over again. Now we began to kiss. She pushed my head down to her breasts again and as I kissed her breasts she said, "I want to teach you how to lick pussy. It's very important that you learn this, Lisa, but I don't want you to be initiated into it in any sort of a strange way, so while you lick my pussy I am going to lick your pussy and you're going to find out how nice it is and how much better than a real breakfast it is."

I looked up at her and said, "What's a pussy, Mattie?"

"The burning bush with which I was playing last night that you possess is your pussy. Now, touch mine and see how warm and soft it is."

I put my hand to her cunt and slid my index finger into it. It went in easily. I noticed how deep it went and how big her pussy was. I began to move my hand around in there. I found a little button type of thing.

"That's it. That's my clit," she said. "Play with that. It'll feel marvelous."

I began to play with her clit and she got very excited and began to raise her ass up off the bed. She was so excited she began to breathe hard. As she did, I saw her going into some sort of a sexual experience.

Now I moved my head up and kissed her breasts. I licked her nipples and sucked on her breasts. I ran my tongue down to the middle of her body. Then I wound up kissing her cunt as she wanted. When I did this, she pulled my legs up toward the pillow, turned me on my side and spread my legs apart. Now she buried her head in my young moss and began to lick my pussy. As she kissed and sucked at it I felt a tremendous sensation, so warm and exciting. It was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to me. Now I was eating her pussy and she was eating mine. I felt her finger slip into my asshole. I couldn't understand why she did that, but when it was in there I noticed that I pressed my pussy harder against her mouth. So, I began to tease her bumhole with my finger and I screwed it around in there and as I did she began to gyrate her body. She opened her legs wider and gave me better access to the inside of her pussy and clitoris.

I was kissing and sucking and licking away and all of a sudden I noticed both of our bodies began to vibrate. That warmth crept through my loins again. I squeezed her ass real hard to bring her pussy up tight to my face. She was doing the same to me. We both began to rock back and forth. All of a sudden I felt a warmth creeping through my body and then the blast came again, but I was ready for it this time. I was anticipating the excitement of it and it certainly was exciting, probably the most exciting thing that ever happened to me in my life and I loved it, every second of it. I could feel the blood pounding in my head as I came again and again and again and Mattie was doing the same.

Now I rolled over exhausted, and she said to me, "Lisa, that is called a blow job."

"A blow job," I said. "I'll have to remember that."

"Yes, remember two things, Lisa. Remember not to tell your folks that I've taught you this and remember not to tell anybody that you and I did this, but in the back of your mind you'll always know the beauty of a real blow job with a real woman."

"Yes, Mattie, but I want to do this again. Will my parents mind?"

"If they do not know, they cannot mind, but if they find out," she said, "they'll beat you and they'll send me away."

"Oh, I'll never tell, Mattie. I'll never tell. I promise," I said.

"Good," she said, "now you must go and take a bath and wash your pussy and your ass and your body. Cleanliness is very important. It makes the whole thing more pleasurable. We'll have breakfast together and then we'll go out and play and maybe if you're good, later tonight we'll get together again and have some more fun."

I could hardly wait. I ran to the shower, jumped in, scalded myself, and scrubbed my body all over as I wanted to be real clean for Mattie. I noticed that when I came out she was in her bathroom showering. That would be nice because we'd both be clean and that was good.

I went downstairs and the cook was already in the kitchen making breakfast for the servants and for us. She asked me what I would like and I told her. Then I went into the dining room to wait for Mattie. Now, when Mattie came down the steps I noticed that a flush crept over my face. Just the sight of this beautiful woman moving in that white uniform made me warm all over. I found myself staring at her breasts and at the way her legs were moving under the uniform. I imagined every article of clothing I had seen her take off the night before. I felt so excited by looking at her that I wanted to just crawl into her dress and eat that pussy again.

She seemed to notice because when she hit the bottom of the steps she winked and smiled at me. Then she walked into the kitchen. As she walked away from me I watched her ass move under the white dress. That too was exciting. Everything about her was exciting to me. I wanted her to grab me and squeeze me and pinch me and kiss me and hold me and hug me as she had done the night before, but that was impossible, since it was daylight and the servants were around and I knew it would never do to perform in front of the servants. I could hardly wait for nightfall. I wanted the day to pass fast. I wanted to sit on Mattie's face and have Mattie sit on my face. I wanted to eat her pussy. I wanted to do everything with her and kiss those beautiful tits again. I wanted our clothes off and our bodies close and the yearning went on through the day.

We went out and played in the garden after breakfast, and then we had lunch and walked and my tutors came.

It was summertime and there was no school and I had much time on my hands, so I thought of Mattie.

Mattie went about her business as though nothing had even happened, and I thought to myself how can she concentrate on what she's doing and not think about last night.

I thought it was truly amazing as I could not keep my mind off of it, and every time I thought about it, I felt a moistness in my pussy.

I wanted to ask her about it, but there were too many people around her and I really couldn't.

All I kept picturing was that beautiful blond woman, that voluptuous beautiful soft woman walking around in that white uniform, a woman who had played with my body like a violin the night before and made music come from all over it.

I knew that we would once again get together as soon as the night fell, for nothing would stop me. I wanted those feelings and I was going to have them and as I look back on that period of time now I think to myself, my God, that was the beginning of my becoming an ac/dc person, something that I had no knowledge of for years to come. It was also probably one of the big factors in my wanting to become a nurse and wear a white uniform.

I didn't think much about that period of time for many years to come, but Mattie and I romped and frolicked many times between twelve and fourteen and then at fourteen years of age I was sent away to a private school. When 1 returned Mattie was gone, as there was no longer any need for a governess to remain at the house. At least that's the way my fourteen year old mind worked.

I tried to find out from my parents where she went, but they didn't want to tell me. Evidently Mattie had done something sexual around the house with one of the other servants that made them fire her. All I know is that it was a sad moment in my life when Mattie was gone. I longed for her even when I came home on those vacations and at this point I was petting and necking with boys, but it still didn't mean anything to me. It didn't have the same significance and security that it had when I first was with Mattie and all the things we had done together over the years had built an attachment between the two of us that was not going to be easy to break. I missed her and my parents sensed it, but they weren't quite sure why. They never did find out about the sexual activities that we had together, but I think that they always had some sort of a suspicion about the fact that there was more between us than just friendship.

It was on one of the first trips home from this preparatory school that I was going to when I noticed that we had a new chauffeur. He was a marvelous looking fellow, about six foot three, black hair, blue eyes, and a great build. His name was Ian. I didn't ask him any questions about where he came from or what he was doing. I only know that when I had to go someplace he drove me.

One morning I asked him to take me to town. As I sat on the back seat of the Rolls and he drove along the road I decided to talk to him.

"Ian," I said. "Why don't you take me someplace where it's beautiful to look. I'd just like to be out today and I can take my time getting to town."

"Yes miss. Where would you like to go?" he said.

"Oh, any place where there's grass and trees and water, down by a lake or a brook or a pond. After driving around this part of the country for a month and a half now you must know it fairly well. There must me some nice private spot where I can sit down and clear my head and just think about nature and God-like things."

"Yes miss, there are spots like that. I will try to find one that's suited to your taste."

"Thank you Ian. By the way, do I have to sit back here? Can I come up front and sit next to you?"

"Well it would be considered quite improper miss. The madam and mister would not like me having their daughter sitting up front with me."

"Well if I ordered .you to stop the car and I got out and sat up there and ordered you to drive me, there would be nothing you could do about it. Is that correct?"

"Yess miss. That's correct. I would prefer that you don't since I would like to stay out of trouble with the Mrs. and the Mr. and I think that what you are suggesting might put me in trouble with them."

"Only if they see us Ian, only if they see us and I don't plan for them to do that, so don't worry. Stop the car please."

Ian obeyed and stopped the car, I could see by the look on his face that he was perturbed with me but a little bit pleased that I found him appealing and wanted to sit next to him. When I got into the front seat of the car I saw a small smile play across his face. I knew then that his interest was not far from mine.

I put one arm over the back of the seat to make my sweater pull tighter across my small but growing breasts and he noticed it and he was interested and it was obvious to me that he was and I enjoyed every moment of the obviousness. I kept my eyes on Ian as we drove through the woods. The mountain roads were gorgeous this time of year and I kept my arm back behind the seat so he could have something to look at when he glanced over. I noticed his eyes going to the side every once in a while looking at my breasts which were rather well formed. I had skipped the bra today and he really was looking at my breasts, and of course he didn't know it. I could see him rather excited by the idea that I was sitting in the front seat with him. I didn't pay much attention to whether he went out a lot since I was most often not home very much and since he was hired.

But, I felt that he was the kind of a guy that could go into any saloon anywhere or any room anywhere where there were women who were interested in men and attract a great deal of attention. His massive muscular body was settled easily into the seat of the Rolls. I tried to think to myself what it would be like to be married to a man like this or better yet what it would be like to have control over a man like this. If only he was sick and I was his nurse, then I could take care of him. Then I could master him and I think he would love it, but at the moment I was a child and he was a man and I had to figure a way that I could touch him.

So, I slid closer in the seat and whispered in his ear, "Ian, I am waiting for you to find a nice secluded spot."

"Yes, miss," he said and stared straight ahead.

He was obviously looking to stay out of trouble and the last thing he wanted was trouble with my parents who probably could have had him deported in a pickle barrel if they really wanted to.

About ten minutes later we pulled up to a beautiful spot in the bushes. When I say in the bushes, I mean that he had driven up a dirt road about four miles and then made a right turn between some trees and parked the car in the grass. He did know his way around quite well.

Sixty or seventy yards below us was a beautiful lake with a brook running from one end of it. Trees were all around us along with grass and flowers. It was certainly a beautiful spot.

"Ian, this is gorgeous. How did you ever find it?"

"I drive around a lot, miss. Sometimes I clean the car here. It's more quiet than it is at the house and when there's nobody home or when nobody needs me I like to get away from the house and I like this area very much."

I jumped from the car and trotted on down to the brook. I stood there and washed my hands in it. I put some of the water on my face and it was fresh and cool. I turned around to see what Ian was doing, but he had not disembarked the car. He was still sitting in there. His fear of what would happen if he were caught with me was obviously taking hold of him. I took off my shoes and ran around the edge of the lake. I splashed water up in the air and rolled over on the grass. I felt marvelous. I also felt his eyes on me. I know that he was looking at my young form and my tight fitting dungaree slacks and my sweater.

I purposely danced around and tried to show off my form to the best of my ability. I touched my toes without bending my knees and I had my back to him and I could almost feel his eyes piercing my ass and my cunt as I bent over. Now I turned around and I saw him standing next to the car. He had gotten out and was leaning on the roof watching me jump around.

There was a smile on his face. I waved for him to come on down and he shook his head no. I could see that he was embarrassed and shy, but I wasn't and I wasn't about to wait to find out if he was going to do something about it.

I came skipping across the grass in my bare feet and said, "Ian, Ian, come down. I want somebody to talk to."

"No, miss. I'm a chauffeur and you must treat me like that. I must be kept in my place and I must not socialize with you. The madam and the mister would be very mad at me if I did.

"Oh, Ian, you big stiff," I said. "Come on 25 down to the lake or I'll tell them you tried to fuck me."

When I said the word fuck, his eyes opened wide and they closed again. He was very cool in accepting the shock of the fact that I knew of that word.

He passed right over it and said, "Miss wouldn't do that. Miss is too kind."

"Miss is not kind. Miss wants her way, Ian, and if I say come down to the lake with me then damn it, you 11 come down to the lake with me," and I grabbed his hand and led him down. He reluctantly came.

Just before we left the car I noticed he took his hat off and threw it on the hood of the car. We arrived down by the edge of the lake. I sat down in the grass and asked him to do the same.

"I can't do that, miss. I'll get my uniform dirty."

I stood up, looked at him and said, "Ian, why are you such a square? Why are you such a stiff? Why are you the kind of a person that nobody can communicate with?"

"Miss, I'm a servant. You're a very rich lady. Someday you'll be a great lady. I have nothing and it's not right for you to want to communicate with me."

"You speak very well for a servant^ Ian. You definitely don't look like a chauffeur type. I'm not going to ask you about your background, but I can tell that there must be something back there that you're hiding. Now, if I encourage Mama and Papa to look into it this might cause a problem for you, wouldn't it?"

I noticed that after I had said the sentence that it pained him greatly. I was mad at myself for having done this. This was a cruel form of blackmail. This was not enticing or alluring, but it was cruel.

He stood there very cool about it and said, "The miss is right, but the miss will force me to leave if she does something like that."

I reached up and put my arms around his neck. I could hardly reach him. Although I was tall for my age, he was a giant of a man. I jumped up and tried to kiss his cheek.

He instinctively, not wanting me to fall, put his arms around me and held me. Now I was hanging around his neck about a foot off the ground and he squeezed me tight to his body. Then he put me down. I looked at him, put my arms around his waist and buried my head in his chest. I said, "Ian, please kiss me. I'm lonely."

"But miss, if we're caught."

"Oh, Ian, stop it and call me Lisa, don't call me miss. I'm sick of this formal crap."

"Miss Lisa," he said.

"I said call me Lisa, not miss."

"All right, Lisa. You're going to get me into trouble. I'll wind up in jail and then we'll never see each other."

The way he said it made me feel there might be something romantic about what was going on. I looked at him in a strange sort of way and said, "Do I appeal to you, Ian?"

"Oh, miss, that's like asking does a flower bloom in spring. Of course, how could a beautiful rosebud like yourself not appeal to me?"

"But I'm young. You're a mature man."

"Youth does not deflower beauty, miss. You're a beautiful woman, a young one, but nevertheless, a beautiful woman."

"Well, make me feel like one, Ian. Kiss me."

"But Lisa."

Finally I had gotten him to say it. I looked at him and said, "Good, you've called me by my name, now kiss me." I threw my arms around his neck and pulled his head down. Ian couldn't resist. I felt his lips cover mine. I felt him take my mouth within his. I felt him suck at my breath and I gave forth and leaned into him. I moved my breasts against his chest. I wanted to be very sure that he felt the motions of the softness of my breasts and he obviously did, for one of his hands slid down under one of my breasts and cupped it through the sweater.

As he squeezed it he realized that I was naked 28 underneath, but it was too late. I had his hand caught between the two of us and I pressed hard because I wanted him to feel my breasts. I wanted him to feel everything. I took his other arm and put it around my waist. I squeezed up tight next to him and I kissed him long and we both slipped to the ground.

His hands ran over my ass in the dungarees and now he pulled up my sweater and began to feel my naked breasts. He bent his head down and kissed them. I grabbed for his cock between his legs and he was shocked, but he was enjoying himself and it was too good to be true, he thought.

I could tell what he was thinking. It was as though he was thinking out loud. His motions showed me that there was affection in his manner as well as desire.

He slipped the sweater off over my head and was kissing my breasts. Under the sun the two of us must have looked like a god and a goddess playing. Now he began to unzip my pants on the side. He slipped his hand inside of my panties and began to caress my stomach. I unzipped his fly and tried to pull his cock out. I had to get his chauffeur's coat open, which I did. I almost ripped the buttons off.

I was so excited by the sight of the huge cock, which must have been twelve inches if it was an inch. I bent down to kiss it and he held my hair and looked down at me and said, "No miss, no."

"Call me Lisa," I said and I went and sucked his cock.

The ecstasy was too much for him and he began to moan and groan. He felt that he should do something more than this. After I had sucked it for about three or four minutes he was excited. His cock was at full stand. Now he pushed me over on my back and kissed my face and breasts. He slid my dungarees over my hips and rolled them down over my ankles and threw them aside. Now he hooked his fingers inside of my panties and rolled them off. As he did so he bent down and kissed my stomach and he slipped his head down between my legs and kissed my pussy. He began to suck my cunt and I began to play with his cock with my hands.

We were like two people exploring. He had some experience and I had none, none of his nature. I had played and petted and necked, but I had never gone this far before. I was planning to go the limit here. I was not willing to stop. I wanted this big beautiful man and I was going to get him.

"Ian," I said. "Ian," I whispered as I ate his cock and kissed the nipples of his breasts and ran my hands all over his body.

Now we were in a passionate embrace and he rolled over on top of my body. I felt the length of him on me, however, my ass was thick and strong even though the skin was soft over it. I could support him easily as he began to move his cock around to the entrance of my cunt. I did not want him to know that I was a virgin. I did not want him to know that he was getting a cherry. I just wanted him to take it and he looked like he was going to. There was no question in my mind now. He inserted the head of his cock in my pussy. As in the beginning, the excitement was too much for me. It was overwhelming. I began to move onto him. I began to shove up at him. I began to act as though I had fucked a thousand times and I think this is what he thought as he introduced his cock smoothly right into my cunt.

The hymen did not give much resistance for his cock slid in with only one slight hesitation. I'm sure he didn't realize it as he broke my virginity. I felt a slight pain, but nothing noticeable. Nothing anybody would complain about. The pleasure was far overpowering the pain. Any pain I had was insignificant. The joy of pumping on this gorgeous cock was too much for me. I had my arms around his back and I was squeezing him tight. He was kissing my mouth and caressing my breasts with both hands.

Now he slid his hand down behind my ass. He lifted my tail up off the ground and pushed my body in closer to his. He was really starting to fuck now. His ass was bouncing up and down in the sunlight. We fucked and fucked and fucked and I whispered into his ear, "Fuck me, Ian. Fuck me good. Don't let me have anything left. Get all the fuck you can into me. I want the semen. I want your come. Fuck me and deliver a load to me. I love it. I love it."

We fucked and fucked. Three times that afternoon we rolled back together again. We got home late that afternoon. I was sitting in the back of the car and my parents noticed nothing and that was not the last time that Ian and I got together. There were to be many more times and they would be memorable and I was glad Ian and I knew each other, for he was a beautiful man.

CHAPTER THREE

BEDSIDE MANNER

At eighteen years, one of my life long dreams began to come true. I was sent to a large nursing school called Belgrade. As a first year student, I would learn to care for the sick. I would learn to handle doctors. I would learn all there was to know about being a nurse, going out into the world, of hospitals, medicines and the sick.

The idea fascinated me. I still, to this day, cannot express exactly why I was so preoccupied with being a nurse. I suppose in every woman who wants to be a nurse there is some feeling of motherhood. There is some devotion to being a mother and there is another kind of perversion which drives us to be mother to those who are not even our children. I say a perversion because I can think of no other word for this abnormal tendency to mother the world, so to speak.

The school was conducted in conjunction with the hospital intern program and therefore was closely affiliated with a local hospital nearby that was called Belgrade Memorial Hospital.

Many of my hours were spent at Belgrade working with the young doctors. I enjoyed those hours and I enjoyed the young doctors, one in particular, Dr. Ash. Dr. Ash was a special sort of a man. He was fortyish, a neurosurgeon and I guess a neurosurgeon that is sort of like the most valuable player in the baseball leagues. He's a big timer. Dr. Ash, at forty years old, had silver grey hair. He was a well built man and basically a very patient man. I found working around him that I was excited by his presence. His patients were immediately put at ease. He had an air of confidence about him that many of the doctors did not have. Since he was such a specialized human being and so valuable to the hospital, people treated him like a king and to be associated with him was to be almost like a queen. The only problem was that there were many nurses fighting to get close to Dr. Ash and I probably was not the prettiest of all of them, but I had what was known as a hell of a figure and everybody noticed me.

My ass developed real well, protruding from my body, which in those days was quite an appealing thing to men. My breasts were large, full, round and yet not the breasts of a fat or an obese person, but just the breasts of a full blown young girl. My waist was still small and my legs were good and Dr. Ash, as wrapped up in his brain surgery as he was, and as tied to his hospital routine as he was and as weary as he was from the long hours that he put in, still took the trouble to notice me each time I entered a room where he was or left a room where he was, so that I was just as sure that he was looking at my back as I knew he was looking at my front.

One night after a long operation, which I had attended in the O.R., Dr. Ash asked me if I could stand a cup of coffee in the cafeteria. I placed no special emphasis on this. I felt that he was asking for company while he drank his coffee.

He was very tense. The operation was a success but he sweated over it. It took a long time and he was patient and the one thing I noticed were his hands, how sure and quick they were, how nimble and steady they were. I wondered, even during the operation, how it would be like to have a man like this make love to me.

I suppose the reason was that I always dreamed of someday having a doctor of my own. The problem was that Dr. John Ash was married to a very lovely woman and had three children, but I was sure, had he told me that moment in the operating room that he wanted me to go to bed with him, I would have made an appointment and even gone out and rented a motel room for the convenience of it.

At any rate, the best thing I had gotten from him was this invitation for coffee and so I accepted it. I met him in the cafeteria thirty minutes later. We sat down at a table in the corner. Everybody who came into the room acknowledged him and everybody who came into the room also acknowledged the fact that Lisa was sitting with Doctor Ash.

Most of the people didn't think of me as Lisa. That's me thinking of myself. They thought of me as Nurse Raven; that was my name, by the way, Lisa Raven. I've been told many times it fitted the color of my hair.

Now Ash was trying to be friendly with me, conversational and still he didn't get a chance to get off what was on his chest. I now slipped into my mother role beautifully. I played the listener and I listened long and hard as he told me of the tension and nervousness that the previous six hour operation at the hospital had given him."

"Lisa, you have no idea," he said, "of what this routine is like. And when you are a full-fledged nurse and going through the daily routine of it, you 11 see the fatigue it brings on. There are going to be many days between now and the time you become an R. N. that you are going to want to quit. But don't. It's the most satisfying work in the world. And you 11 meet some of the greatest people you've ever met. You 11 find that it is a life's work that you won't give up one way or the other based on money alone. That'll be a factor, but there will be many other things."

I felt as though something were going wrong. He was trying to father me while I was trying to mother him. This relationship didn't look like it was going to work. So after we finished sipping down those cups of coffee that we had had, Doctor Ash said to me, "Lisa, aside from looking tired and being a good student and a very attractive young lady, what is your life like here at Belgrade?"

"Well, to tell you the truth ... it's lonely."

"Why there are many young interns here, Lisa. I can't believe that a girl as attractive as yourself has not found herself a young intern or even a young resident or even a young Doctor."

"Well to tell you the truth, Doctor, I've been studying so hard and working so hard and spending so much time at the hospital, they work us really hard, I haven't had time to socialize to the degree of finding someone that I was interested in.""

"That's a pity but I'm sure that problem will soon be solved," he said. "And now I must get home and get some rest. I have a very early in the morning appointment with a brain ... uh, ... can I give you a lift?"

"Yes," I said. "That would be nice. I'm living over in the nurses quarters and it's only a short walk but if you are going that way I'll take a ride, yes."

"Fine," he said.

He jumped up and paid for the coffees and we walked out. As we hit the doorway I noticed that he paused and directed me through the door in front of him. A funny and strange thought struck me at that moment. I was thinking to myself, my goodness, is he looking at me through these people's eyes or is he letting me through first because he wants to look at me from the back to see if I'm worth messing with. And I guess it was just my mind that functioned that way and made me want him so badly that I could almost feel what it would be like to grab his cock and have his strong frame and big hands on my body.

But that was the last thought that I had like that as we stepped outside and got into his rather large, dark car. He opened the door for me and I jumped inside and he slammed the door and went around to the other side and got in. When he got there I had moved over to the center of the seat and he now had company whether he liked it or not. I was not sitting offensively on top of him, but I was within a hand's reach should he want to reach out that hand.

He started the car and began to go in the direction of the nurses quarters. At this rate it would be only a matter of a minute or two before we would arrive in front of those quarters.

As he drove the big car with all the windows closed it was quiet inside. I said to him in a half whisper, "It's so quiet and peaceful in here. I somehow wish perhaps that we could go someplace and ride and ride and just be in motion for a long period of time."

He looked up at me and said, "Lisa, I would like that and if you would like it, why don't we?" I couldn't believe my ears that this handsome and mature doctor was interested in spending time with a silly eighteen year old student nurse, but before I had a chance to question and try to comprehend exactly why I said, "Yes, let's do it. I don't care what time I get back tonight. There's nothing I'd like better."

So, off we shot into the dark night. He stepped on the gas and turned it loose. The big car shifted smoothly. He turned around the corner and as he did I slid over real close to him and put my head on his shoulder. He felt it there, but tried to act as though nothing strange were happening.

Now he was weaving through the streets and heading for the highway. I hoped he would head for a country road. I longed for my country house which I had not seen for a month. I found myself lost in a dream and when I began to come to from it I realized that the smell of grass was in the air. We drove along and I put my arm in his lap and held his thigh between my fingers. He slipped his arm around the back of my head and I leaned into him. We drove along peacefully and I moved my hand on his thigh again rubbing up and back. As we continued along the highway and the speed increased the music was on the radio, romantic music. I found myself getting totally lost in this man. He looked to me like one of those mature actors that you see when you're a kid and decided that this is the kind of a guy you're going to look for all of your life. You marry some other kind of a guy, but you're always looking for this same guy and now here he was and I was in a car with him and I was excited about it.

I moved my hand up further between his legs. I began to stroke the inner parts of his thighs over his clothes and he reacted somewhat as his right hand fell upon my breast and just relaxed on top of it.

He didn't squeeze or fumble around, he just gently petted it through the blouse which I wore; the white nurses blouse; the sign of purity and motherhood that I had always wanted and now I had. I was becoming a nurse and I think I had found a doctor; a doctor with whom I could have the kind of affair I always wanted to have with a doctor.

John looked across at me and said, "Lisa, you're a beautiful girl and you're going to make an even more beautiful nurse."

Now he raced out onto another highway and we continued along the country and the smell of hay and fresh mown grass was in my nose and I was happy.

"John," I said to him as my hand approached his prick. "Can't we go to a motel or get out in the air or go someplace and be alone where I can touch you. I want to touch you, John. I want to touch you so badly."

"Lisa, I want you to touch me and I want to touch you, but is this right? I want to feel you and squeeze you and go inside of you. I want to make love to you like I've never made love to another woman. You're a beauty that I have not seen as young as you are in years. That's how beautiful your mind is. It's the kind of a thing that I cannot express properly. I can't express to you how I feel about this, Lisa. I've been watching you for two weeks. I can't take my eyes off you every time you're near me."

"John, I feel the same way about you."

With this he drove into a country road, backwoods and out to the edge of a cliff. Sitting in the front seat of the car he shut the limits, cut the engine and we could see for miles. Over the horizon there was a beautiful night sky and there were lights from the cities; the different cities along the shores that we could see.

Then he took me in his arms, pressed his full lips to mine and the warmth of his mouth penetrated me immediately. His tongue shot into mine. I received it and sucked on it because I loved it. I slipped my hands up behind his neck, screwed my fingers around through his hair, sent one hand in between his thighs and began to caress them again.

Now I gently held his cock through the pants that he was wearing. I squeezed it and he was squeezing one of my breasts. The nipple began to harden immediately. I was very excited and all I knew was that I wanted to fuck and I wanted to fuck this man, this doctor, this big shot. The fact that he was a big shot wasn't what was important. It was part of it, but the fact that I would master him in the end and that I would be the boss was what I wanted.

As excited as I got about it, he got more excited. He kissed me feverishly. His tongue licked my neck, the nape of it, the front of it, and now he began to unbutton the blouse, the white top of the nurses uniform that I had on. He separated it and I was wearing a bra that plunged. He saw the whiteness of my two breasts in the moonlight, still held in place by the bra, firmly uplifted. He put his mouth to them. He kissed them and slipped his tongue in between the cleavage. As he did so he pushed my nurses uniform down to my waist, slid his hands around to the back of me and undid my bra. I let the straps fall forward, let my breasts fall free and as I did he buried his face in them.

He began to lick my nipples and kiss them and tongue and caress my body. My stomach he kissed, my breasts, my nipples, my neck, my mouth and my eyes. I couldn't have gotten more excited. All this time I gently stroked his cock and noted that it was increasing in size all the time.

He was beginning to drip a bit and to show through his white pants. I looked down and in the moonlight I could see it. It excited me. I began to unzip his fly. At first he began to resist. He looked like just a little boy who was doing his first real big cheating, but the minute he felt the zipper going he turned loose and relaxed, held me in his arms and squeezed my breasts, stared down at them and told me how beautiful they were while his other hand slipped between my thighs and began to caress me.

My stockings were getting in the way and he was taking care of that rather rapidly. He unhooked the garters one by one, slipped the stockings down my knees and began to caress the silky part of my thighs. He whispered into my ear, "You have the softest flesh Lisa, the softest flesh and beautiful flesh it is. I love to touch it and the feel of it. I want to kiss it and I'm going to kiss it."

With this he slid his hand up between my thighs to my cunt which was anxiously awaiting his finger. He began to tease me by playing with my clitoris, rubbing the lower part of my stomach. Now he undid the rest of my nurses uniform and pushed it down. I lifted myself up in the seat as he slid it off over my legs. At the same time, my shoes already kicked off, he pulled my stockings off and I sat there. All I had on was a panty girdle and I was highly excited. He grabbed the insides of this and began to tug it off me. I helped him and now I was completely naked.

I had his cock out, but everything else about him was dressed. I felt this was the time to introduce him to just what kind of a woman I could be for him. I pulled him over to my side of the car more to get him away from the steering wheel. As he sat there and kissed me and squeezed my breasts, pinched my ass, slid his fingers between my thighs and felt my crotch and played with my cunt and my asshole, I pulled him back.

I worked his hard on up to a throbbing point and now facing him I straddled across his lap putting a leg on each side of one of his legs. I lowered my pussy onto his cock and I sat there on top of him on the front seat of the car and I began to gyrate very slowly. I twisted my body around. Every time I made a turn or two I then came down on him. Then I moved up slightly and twisted again and then dropped down on him. I kept this up for two minutes. He immediately began to come. I felt the hot semen pouring into my pussy, up, but I knew it would eventually drip down. I jerked him this way for about two or three more minutes. He was empty and dried out and tired.

I had not yet come. He knew it. He slid his finger down to my cunt. He pulled me off him, sat me on his lap, kissed my nipples as he manipulated my pussy. In short order I began to throb and quake and then I gave forth with my discharges of the evening.

I looked at him and said, "John, I want you to love me John. I really want you to love me. Promise me you 11 love me, John."

"Lisa, what can I do? What else can I do? There's no one but you."

"What about your wife, John?"

"Let's not think about her," he said.

"I wish I could stay here forever, but I must get home."

So I got down and I took his cock in my mouth and I licked it clean. I put his cock back in his pants even though he was beginning to get a hard on from the licking and I zipped it up. Now I sat there and got dressed in front of him. He watched me carefully. Every once in a while he reached across and felt one of the tender parts of my body; my pussy, my tits, patted my ass, caressed my face, leaned across and gave me a kiss. It took me twenty minutes to get dressed just from the different touching that we were doing.

Now he wheeled the car around and turned back. In a half hour we were back at the nurses quarters. We didn't dare kiss in front of the building for fear one of the other nurses would see, but as I began to leave the car I turned to him and said, "John, let's not let this end."

"Lisa, Lisa, I wish I were young and single. I'd marry you tonight."

"No John, that's passion. In a week or two you may decide that you not only wouldn't marry me, you wouldn't talk to me either."

"No matter what happens Lisa, there'll always be a place for you in my heart," he said.

With that I left the car and went into the nurses quarters. As I came in the girls were tittering a little bit and one of them looked up and said, "Lisa, you don't play around. When you get driven home, you get driven home by the big cheese."

I was a little mad about the remark and I was about to say mind your own business, but I thought better of it, but did not want these girls to be suspicious, so I wished them a pleasant good night and went to my room.

I slept well that night. It was the first time I was really satisfied since I was in nursing school and I knew when I woke the next morning I would be looking forward to seeing Dr. Ash again.

CHAPTER FOUR

END OF AFFAIR

Weeks passed. Dr. Ash and I saw each other as frequently as we could which would be two nights a week and sometimes three nights a week. We fucked and sucked and kissed and found places mostly in the outdoors since the season was warm to enjoy ourselves together. We dug each other like no two people ever dug each other before. At least we felt that way. I wondered what his wife was doing all this time as she realized what he was doing and if she cared or if she was one of these typical doctor's wives who spends most of her time spending money and not thinking anything of her husband.

I never got to know and I never cared to get to know, but I do know I was getting very attached to John and not spending any time socializing and trying to meet other people which was not a good thing and certainly not the best thing for me to do. I relied on him. At night when we were lying in bed at a motel or on the grass or wherever we were at that given moment, I would try to satisfy him to a point of exhaustion so that when he went home to his wife there would be nothing left for her. I did not want to share him and he knew this and after six weeks of the affair he came to me one night and we lay on the grass under the stars and he said to me, "Lisa, it's over. It's all over. I can't see you anymore."

"Why, John? Why?"

"Because you're ruining my life, my work, my wife, my family. I can't, Lisa. I've got to stop. Find yourself another man. Find yourself a man who can return what you can give for what you have to give is beautiful."

With that he got up and he didn't talk to me. There were tears in his eyes when I left the car that night, but from then on Dr. John Ash and Lisa Raven were nothing but a business deal. When I was on and he was on we were very cold to each other. The vibrations of heat and warmth and sex were still thrown between us, but it was not the same. I knew that it could not culminate and that is what bothered me and that is what bothered him. So, while both of us were bothered very much by this, there was nothing we could do. Occasionally we would brush in the hall. The touch of this man brought warmth into my heart, but as my years of nursing training went by and I was ready to graduate, one morning Dr. John Ash came to me.

I was living in an apartment with three girls. He rang the bell one morning and one of the girls was there. I opened the door and saw him. "Oh, John, I didn't expect you," I said.

"Lisa, I never expected to come, but there's something that I must do and I'm going to do it now because I have to do it. It's very important to me and my career. I'm going to ask you a favor."

"Yes, John, anything, anything," I said thinking of all those nights and the excitement.

"Lisa, when you pick your hospital, don't make it Belgrade Hospital. I can't take you around me much longer, and I'd have to transfer out of here if they made you a permanent member of the staff."

I agreed to do as he said, and a month later I graduated and left Belgrade. I never saw John Ash again.

CHAPTER FIVE

DOCTOR DICK

My first day at Monroe Hospital was an eventful one. As I wandered through the halls and was introduced to the staff by the head nurse, I found that I was the best looking nurse in the hospital. Judging from the glances I was getting from everybody I probably was the best looking nurse in the hospital.

At any rate, I was most anxious to meet men and forget my lost love of Belgrade. It was not an easy thing to meet men, but when you're a nurse in a hospital you can say hello to many of them. To socialize with them was another matter, but time would be on my hands now since I was no longer in training and did not have to study.

I had an eight or twelve hour day to put in and I would put it in. I would look for pleasure other than that.

The first man that I met that I was impressed with was Dr. Dick Murrow. Dick was a tall blond good looking guy, great build and the kind of guy I just felt like saying since he was so young, "Hey, Dick, take me back to my apartment and fuck me." When he looked at me I thought I was going to say it except that the associate head nurse, Celia Farrow, and Dick's partner in the orthopedic ward, Hal Brown, Dr. Brown, were present and Dick seemed to hold back.

As we went through the day, I ran into Dick a number of times and then at about three thirty in the afternoon as I was coming down the hall to go to the O.R. he said to me. "Lisa, say your phone number."

I instinctively, without even any hesitation on my part said, "Three-five-two-four-seven-one-one."

"I'll call you."

He kept going. I was stunned, but I knew that I wanted him to call me. It's just that it was so abrupt and short and we had only met moments ago, really not moments but hours, but it seemed like moments. However, I was most anxious to have company since I was alone in this new town and Monroe Hospital was an unfamiliar thing to me.

I got home at about seven o'clock that night. I had bought some groceries the day before and I felt that I would be having a very boring and lonely supper. I took all my clothes off and jumped into the bath. While I was there I heard the phone ring, but I decided it was probably my parents or some friends that wanted to call me from home and wish me luck on my new job. I thought to myself, screw it, let it ring, I'm going to take my bath and when I get out of the bath I'll make my decision as to whether or not to bother to answer any phones tonight or should I just go to sleep. I'm tired and bored. I got out of the bath and it was almost eight o'clock and now the idea of cooking a hamburger and throwing some lettuce and tomatoes on a plate was most unappetizing. However, I resigned myself to it and went into the kitchen, opened the icebox.

Just as I did the phone rang again. I walked over to it after the third ring and picked it up. "Hello," I said.

"Dick Murrow here, Lisa. How are you?"

"Fine, Dick. I didn't expect you to call so soon."

"Lisa, when I see something I like I don't waste any time. I want to see you."

"When, Dick?"

"Now," he said.

"Well, can't we make it tomorrow, Dick. It's late and I, you know it's such short notice, I."

"Lisa, are you doing anything or are you stalling or do you think there's some sort of proper thing you have to do to make me feel like you're worth wanting. I already feel like that. You don't have to convince me of that."

"No, Dick, it's just that I've taken a bath and I was just going to make my supper."

"Well, I'm hungry too and I just got off duty, honey, and I'd love to come over and sit and talk to you. If you make the supper I'll bring the Champagne and we can sort of talk and I'll eat one of your crummy hamburgers."

I laughed. He was cute. I liked him. He was frank and honest and even if he was a little pushy, I thought that right now I needed a little pushing. I was beginning to forget what it was like to be a human being.

"Yes, Dick, come on over."

In a half hour I had hamburgers cooking, salads on the table, candles, the lights were down in the living room and I was waiting for Dr. Dick Murrow who I knew would show up very quickly.

When the bell rang I was ready. I had already changed into a beautiful black silk robe. I wanted Dick to find me desirable. I didn't want to wait. I wanted him to find me desirable right then when he walked in. I wanted him to want me all through dinner. I wanted us to drink Champagne and giggle and then I wanted us to fuck more than anything else.

I opened the door and there he was. He still had on his outfit from the hospital. He had evidently come right from it. Under each arm was a bottle of beautiful pink bubbly Champagne and chilled. He had gotten it from some place. I don't know where. He immediately threw one in the icebox on its side and uncorked the other one. Pop I heard the cork go. Dinner was on the table waiting for him. I felt like his wife almost and chained and bolted the door. Dick sat down, opened his white coat and underneath he had a t-shirt, the white pants, the white socks and the white shoes. The stethoscope was hanging out of one pocket and he looked exhausted but happy and bubbly.

We sat at the table and I told him, "I'm afraid I don't have much furniture in the apartment, Dick, but."

"Oh, Lisa, who cares about furniture. Here, drink."

After ten minutes both of us were giggling. The hamburgers tasted like caviar. The lettuce and tomato tasted like burning flaming shishkibab and both of us were enthralled by the idea of just eating something. We finished dinner and even took a half quart of ice cream and divided it into sections and both of us ate half of that and worked on the second bottle of Champagne. We were now not only giggling, but Dick had already taken his jacket off, taken his t-shirt off, was walking around the apartment telling me how damned hot it was in there.

I was agreeing with him and I had taken off nothing because I had nothing to take off. Under my black silk robe I was naked.

Dick walked behind me and squeezed me. He put his arms around the front of me and slipped them up over my breasts and kissed the back of my neck. A chill ran down my spine.

I immediately reached behind me. I felt his cock bulging over his white pants. Through the silk robe 1 could feel the warmth of him.

Now he turned me around and placed his lips on mine. He kissed me long and deep.

The heat of the kiss I felt in the vitals of my body. I pushed myself against him. I dug my breasts deep into him. I slid my hands down his back and onto his ass. I squeezed his ass in tight so that his cock would brush against my cunt.

He slipped his hands inside my robe and felt my naked breasts. Then his hands went down behind me and he grabbed my flanks, one in each hand. He squeezed them gently and pressed my body in close to his. He now moved his hands in front and opened the robe. He looked down and saw my pussy. He put his hand there and gently caressed it.

He unbuckled his belt.

I told him, "No, wait."

He said, "For what."

"For me," I said and I put my hands on his pants, unbuttoned the top button and unzipped them.

As I slipped his pants down over his legs, I dropped to my knees and pulled off his jockey shorts as well.

They were in a pile on the floor. I lifted up one of his legs, and the other, and he stepped out of it.

Now he stood in front of me stark naked, his shoes and socks were off, everything.

I was on my knees looking at that cock. He put his hands behind my head and I gently took his penis in my mouth. It had already been stiff from the excitement of the necking and standing there. I licked the tip of the cock around the hole. I ran my tongue gently to the back, slipped it up under his testicles. I almost took them in my mouth and sucked on them. I kissed his thighs and I scratched his chest and stomach. I squeezed the nipples of his breasts and put my hands around behind him. I had one hand between his thighs, gently caressing as I sucked his cock. I slipped the other finger around to his ass and began to tease. Now I kissed and licked and tried to make some come.

He was strong and certainly not hungry. His calmness was a beautiful thing. He had a hardon and he was enjoying it. He was holding the back of my head onto his cock.

Now he began to get excited. I felt him getting excited. I felt the warmth building up in his cock.

I sucked it as best I could. I know he loved it.

All of a sudden I felt a jolt and the first bang of come. It hit the back of my mouth. I swallowed it and it tasted good. I sucked again and swallowed another load.

Now I twisted my head around. Another spurt and another and another and the hot fluid was pouring down my throat. I drank it all. I thought it was a wondrous thing to be able to drink this come.

Now I stood up and put my arms around him. I held him like a baby. He was weak and tired. He had been sucked before he could fuck. His manhood was taken slightly from him.

Now I led him to the bed and we both laid down. I buried his face in my breasts. He kept talking about them while his face was in there.

"Oh, those beautiful breasts," he said, "beautiful, soft and tender. I love them."

He kissed the nipples and made them stand. Now he began to kiss my stomach. He licked all around my nipples and my boobies and now he licked around my navel. He started to lick my stomach and he moved down to the pubic hair. He kissed me on the pussy and just as quickly his tongue darted to the inner part of my thighs. He gave me a hickie on each thigh which meant a minute and a half or so of sucking on each one. As he did this, I got so hot I almost squirmed off the bed. Then he put his face between my legs and began to lick my cunt. He seemed to enjoy it. It was not a task at all. I felt myself quivering very quickly. He sucked on my clitoris and jammed his tongue into my pussy. He licked it out. He was inside the walls and was loving it. He lifted my ass up with his two hands and then slipped one of his fingers into my bum hole. As he did that, I really got excited. I felt like I was going to let go at any moment. Now he licked all over my body, ran his tongue from the top of the inner part of my thigh all the way down to the inner part of my ankle and back again and into my pussy. Now he lifted my ass up in the air, spread the cheeks apart, and licked the crotch between my cunt and asshole. Now his tongue began to tease my ass. The minute I felt it there I felt myself begin to jerk and come. He shoved his tongue deep into my asshole and had a finger playing with my clitoris.

Now he slid across the crotch divide and back into the cunt. His tongue went way up in there. He seemed tremendously well experienced at this.

I felt his tongue inside. It felt as if a hot, juicy cock were in there.

Now he had my clitoris in his mouth and he was biting it gently. He let it go and flipped it about.

All of a sudden, I felt a horrendous orgasm begin within me. My joy juice began to pour out. As it did, he tried to lick it from my thighs.

He put his finger in there alternately while he kissed and sucked on my pussy. He sipped every drop of juice out of me. I couldn't believe the excitement that my body was going through-

I screamed, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

I couldn't believe my own words. I had just come all over the place, and here I was wanting more.

I don't know where he got the strength from but my words seemed to arouse him all the more.

He told me to get on all fours ... that he wanted to fuck me doggy-style. I did as he requested and gasped in ecstasy as his huge tool slid into my juicy twat.

As he penetrated me, I slowly lowered myself down onto the bed until I was lying prone with him on top of me.

We fucked slowly like this for a while.

He slid his hands under my body and grabbed a tit in each hand. He was squeezing them gently and then he started moving his lips over my back, leaving a wet trail of kisses in his wake.

Suddenly he pulled me up onto his lap, using my breasts sort of like handles. Then he slid his hands down to my hips and started lifting me up off his cock and then bringing me down hard onto it.

It was beautiful like this. He was able to penetrate me all the way and I could feel him deep, deep inside of me. My cunt was impaled on his rod in a vice like grip.

His hands were now moving my hips about in a weird motion. It was kind of an up-round, down-round, rotating pumping movement and it excited both of us out of our minds.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I fell forward onto my elbows and he, not wanting to slip out of me, fell forward too.

"Give it to me," I cried. "I want to feel you come inside of me."

"Hold it, baby," he said. "Wait for me."

"Fill me. Juice me. Come, goddamn you, come."

"Okay, Lisa ... take it."

And with that he pumped and squirted and jerked and spurted his hot, white love juice into me.

I in turn moaned and squirmed and writhed and had yet another orgasm.

I don't remember what happened after that. I guess we must have fallen asleep, exhausted and literally fucked out.

All I know is that when I woke up the next morning, Dr. Dick Murrow was gone.

CHAPTER SIX

A PATIENT'S PET

When I reported for night duty the following day, I was told to see Dr. Brown. He had an assignment for me and that I was to follow his instructions explicitly.

My night duties began at six and would end at six o'clock in the morning. It was the twelve hour graveyard shift. Usually you were not as busy as you would be during the day. Except in the ease of a real drastic emergency.

So the shift was four hours longer than usual. I liked it and didn't like it at the same time. It had its advantages.

One of the advantages was the relaxation and quiet of the night in the hospital. The disadvantage was the lack of social communication at that time.

The patients were asleep. The doctors were very few. The interns were pretty well gone and there was just no activity. It was a rather boring thing. But it was a welcome relief, a good feeling to get away from the daytime panic and the normal routine of the hospital.

I went into Dr. Brown's office. He was a good looking man.

He was sitting at his desk writing.

He saw me come in and said, "Oh, Lisa, how are you?"

"Fine, Dr. Brown, how are you?"

"Very good. I specifically requested you. I have a strange case and I know that you're a good nurse. I want your watchful eyes on this man. He just checked into the hospital this morning and we're doing a diagnosis on him. We don't know if there's anything wrong or not but if there is something wrong, it could be very serious. The symptoms are rather strange. I want somebody to watch to see if there is any variation in any of the normal body functions or reactions to things. You call me right away if there is. I'll be leaving in about an hour. His name is Rick Brady. He's around thirty two. He collapsed early this morning and when he was brought in, he had strange symptoms. I don't want to describe to you, to reveal to you what our suspicions are, but since then he has been functioning very normally. He'll be going through a series of tests tomorrow. But tonight he is to rest. I don't want him too excited. And if he asks for anything, he can have it. You know, food or water or drink, up until midnight tonight. After that, nothing. If he wants to make phone calls, or anything he wants to do is okay. He is in a private room. I don't want you to leave him. If anything happens that looks out of the ordinary at all, in any respect, manner or form, you let me know right away. The desk has my home number. I don't want any stalling on this, Lisa. This is really a top priority job. Okay?"

"Yes, Dr. Brown, what room is he in?"

"He's in room 421. Now you go. There's a nurse there now. You tell her you're relieving her. I'll be here for another half hour or forty five minutes so if any problems arise, you call me in the office. If not, call me at home."

I left the room and went through the corridors and saw a few of the night aides and said hello to them.

I reached his room and opened the door. Celia Farrow was sitting there. It seemed strange to me that the head nurse would be watching the patient. But I reacted normally.

"I'm your relief, Celia. You can go off and relax now," I said.

"Thank God you're here, Lisa. I find it very difficult to sit and be in the same room with a beautiful man like this and not take advantage of him. Especially when he's lying in bed."

Brady laughed and when he did I looked over at him. Celia Farrow was not one to throw compliments around. But this man was exceptionally good looking. Almost feminine, but not really. You could see by the way his body was shaped, and the position he was in, that he was nothing but muscle. His face was a chiseled, roman kind of face. Straight nose, deep set blue eyes and jet black hair. Very straight. He looked like a movie star. We've had a few of them in the hospital and he looked better than most of them I'd seen.

His laugh tapered off and he did not say anything. He just sort of sat there and relaxed. I talked to Celia about his different symptoms. She showed me his chart and told me when I would have to take his temperature, if he was warm he could have an alcohol rub, and if he wanted anything to drink he could have it, and so on. The same basic instructions that I got from Dr. Brown. This was a well coordinated operation, this patient in a private room. It seemed very strange to me.

However, Miss Farrow left. I sat in the chair across from him and I noticed that the lights were on, that he was up and that he was not reading and the television set in the corner of the room was not turned on.

Then he spoke for the first time. He had a deep and masculine voice. He said to me, "You're a beautiful looking woman. I didn't know that any of the nurses were beautiful looking."

"There's some beauty in everything, Mr. Brady, is that right?"

"Yes, that's right. Mr. Brady is what it is. You are an exceptional looking girl. I find it difficult to tear my eyes away from you. You're just lovely."

"Why thank you very much, Mr. Brady, but I do think that you should find something else to concentrate on since the doctors would like you to have a totally normal body function from now until the morning and staring at my body, if that's what you are enjoying, is probably not going to help that situation."

"Well, let's put it this way. If I croak, that's one way I don't think I mind croaking," he said.

I had to laugh. His sense of humor was very strong. His looks were stronger and it seemed almost as though we were in a social club as opposed to being in a hospital.

"Is there anything I can get you," I said. "No, I don't think the hospital would allow what I'd request. You might smack me in the mouth so I'm just going to skip it. "

I found myself laughing with him. We talked about different things for a little while and then he asked me if I could rub his back. I told him that that was not part of the prescribed treatment, but that if it's what he really wanted I suppose I could do it as a favor.

He told me it was what he really wanted, since from sitting up in bed for all the day, he felt rather fatigued.

I asked him why he didn't go to sleep and he said that was not his bag at this hour.

Well, you can't argue with somebody who tells you that it's not his bag, so I told him to turn over and that I would be glad to rub his back.

I got some alcohol from the cabinet tray. He turned over and I pulled the covers down and I began to massage his back. My fingers moved over one of the most muscular bodies I've ever touched. This man was either a weight lifter or a track star or some form of an athlete, but I had never rubbed a back like this before. Every place I touched was another rippling muscle. What a beautifully built man and he had a very nice suntan and it was not even the kind of weather that people would have suntans in. He looked sort of like a Greek god and I must admit the temptation to jump into the rack with him was creeping up every moment. Of course, I knew that I could do nothing about it, but I felt very tempted. The covers were lying across the back of his body. I saw that there were no clothes on this man. He was completely naked under the covers. I don't know why, but it seems as though he had shucked the hospital gown that was issued to him and was just lying there. Or, could it be that Celia Farrow had already herself been with this man. I couldn't believe that.

I went on rubbing his back and as I did he sort of moaned and groaned and moved positions once or twice and he said, "That's wonderful, that's wonderful. Oh, boy. Lisa, if I get out of here I'm going to hire you. You're going to be my private back rubber."

I told him that I'd be delighted to take the job if it paid well. He assured me that it not only paid well, it paid phenomenally well.

"And what paid even more," he said, "was to be his front rubber."

I wasn't sure what that meant so I let it slide. He did give some sort of chuckle with it that made me think that perhaps it was not exactly a gentlemanly remark, but I was not one that had to exactly be treated much like a gentlewoman. At any rate, I went on rubbing his back and found that after fifteen or twenty minutes my hands were on the lower part of his spine and moving down. Then I looked at my watch and said, "Oh, I have to stop now Mr. Brady. It's time for me to take your temperature."

"Fine, fine, Lisa. Go right ahead and do it. Whatever is supposed to be done, you just go right ahead and do it. I wouldn't mind anything that you would do to me. As a matter-of-fact, if I require any kind of an operation I'm going to request that you do the cutting."

I laughed again and found that his sense of humor never seemed to leave him.

"I'm sorry Rick, but it says here on the chart that I've got to do this rectally."

"My, how thrilling," he said. "Go right ahead."

I asked him to turn on his side which he did very cooperatively and I pulled the covers down and his ass was exposed to me. I noticed that they were a pair of beautifully formed cheeks. His waist was very small and his back was a complete V down to his waist. He really had a beautiful build. I longed to touch the cheeks of his butt, but knew that if I did he would know there was a sensuous desire in me for him and I did not want to reveal that, at least not now. I certainly did not want to be the cause of the death of this man.

I took the thermometer out and realized at that moment that I had to lift one cheek of his ass to slide it in. I was almost tempted to ask him to do it himself, but then I thought better of it. That would mean I was self conscious of my job and that would surely give away the sensual feeling that I had. So, I reached across, lifted the cheek and slid the thermometer in very slowly. As I did I noticed that he shivered a little bit and then as I stopped sliding in and took my hand off I said, "It will only be a minute and I'll have it out."

"That was delightful," he said. "Any time." I laughed and he laughed and the two of us realized that as awkward as the situation was, it was, it was only awkward because we were becoming so familiar with each other and it seemed strange that upon meeting somebody new of the opposite sex, the first thing you did was stick something in their ass.

We were laughing over it very heartily. I sat back in the chair and waited the two and a half minutes to let the temperature register on the thermometer. Mr. Brady was very relaxed and made no comments at all this time.

Two and a half minutes was up and I reached across and slipped the thermometer out of his ass, pulled the bed clothes up and said, "Okay, Mr. Brady, you can relax now."

"I was relaxed all the time, honey," he said. "I noticed that."

Again we both laughed. I looked at the temperature and it was normal. I put the thermometer into the alcohol and said, "Well, what do we do for fun next?"

He looked up at me very straight and honest and said, "How about if I slip something into you?"

"Mr. Brady, just because I have to do my nursing duties with you is no reason, absolutely no reason for you to think that you can make remarks indiscriminately of that kind of a nature."

"Oh, honestly, Lisa, I didn't mean to offend you," he said. "I was just kidding around and I thought I'd be a wise ass."

"Well, that's something you certainly are, but don't be too hurt because we're going to have to stay in this room all night tonight and that is enough to scare anybody."

"Well, don't lock the door, honey, or there will really be trouble."

"Why don't you get some sleep."

"I'm not really in the mood for that," he said. "Look, I can give you some sleeping pills. You doze off for three or four hours and 111 be here when you wake up."

"You know, that's not half a bad idea baby. Give me some sleeping pills and I'll sack out, but don't give me any of those that are going to knock me out all night. I want to get up and see you again. I want to see that beautiful face and that body that I love so much."

"You haven't even touched it yet. How are you going to love it," I said.

"Sometimes you just get a feeling about things," he said.

"Yeah, that's true."

I took a cup with two sleeping pills and gave him some water. He took them and fifteen minutes later he was sound asleep like a baby.

Now, I decided I would find out exactly what my friend, Mr. Rick Brady, was like, since I felt like I had known him for sixty or seventy days at least. It seemed like he was an old relationship, which of course he wasn't. But, it just felt that way. He was the kind of man I wanted to know. I had no idea what he did for a living or what he was like, but just looking at him was enough to excite me.

He was sleeping mostly on his side and I slipped the covers down because I wanted to look at his entire body. I put the covers down to his ankles, left the light on and looked him over. His cock was enormous and that was what appealed to me. His legs were strong and muscular. His arms and chest, everything about him, was masculine and appealing. If I could only suck that cock, I thought to myself. What a beautiful, beautiful cock.

With this I reached over and touched it. He stirred in his sleep, but did not awake, but I noticed that his cock was getting hard. I wonder if I could blow him while he sleeps and then not have him know it. Was it worth the risk?

I went over to the door and slipped the bolt in. I figured that perhaps at this time at night, even if he woke up, nobody would know the difference. So, taking his cock in my hand I began to manipulate it. It was hard in no time at all. He did not awake. He simply lay there. I put my hands under his balls and gently squeezed them. I ran one of my hands inside of his thighs. He obviously got excited since he opened his thighs slightly. Now, I climbed onto the bed and put my lips to his cock. It was like a big beautiful lollipop. It must have been a foot long. It was gorgeous. It was soft, pink, and I loved it. I licked around the tip of it. I licked over the hole. A little bit of juice was beginning to seep out. I squeezed his balls and his cock stood. It was standing tall now. I began to suck and kiss the tip. I gave him a tongue job all around the base and the root and then worked my tongue back up to the front and as I got to the top I would take the first four or five inches into my mouth, pull my lips back gently across with just the right amount of suction and take the cock by the root and twist it around. As I twisted it around I noticed that his face grimaced in his sleep. He was feeling the torture of joy, the pains of a beautiful sexual pleasure. I gave six or seven sucks and then I began to stroke under his balls very gently.

I licked his balls with my tongue and ran my tongue around the root again. Now I kissed the lower part of his stomach. Now I stood my two lips up along the side of his cock and I took the front of it in my mouth again. I began to suck him off now, give him a good blow job, knowing full well that when he came I would try to drink every drop.

I rotated his cock around in a vertical motion in my mouth. I noticed that he was starting to really get excited. His body was tensing up. He was getting ready to come. I sucked on it gently and moved my mouth up and down. I squeezed on the nipples of his tits and then slipped my hand around to his ass and squeezed his buttocks. He knew he was being caressed, but he was sound asleep. He really looked shot.

I kissed him on the mouth gently and then I slid my tongue back down to his cock again all the way over his body. As I hit the front of his penis, the first spurt let go. Now, I took as much of the cock as I could and shoved it back into my throat. I sucked on it good and drank the semen as it poured down into my throat. Hot, in spurts, and creamy. I loved it. It was delicious, nectar of the gods. I literally sucked every last drop of juice out of him. He was finished coming. Now I sat and watched his cock drip a little bit and as it did I kept sucking it to keep it clean so that when he awoke he would have no evidence of what had happened. I licked every drop of come off of his cock. Now I covered him again and went back to sit in the chair.

I rinsed my mouth in the sink and sat down and took a small nap myself. When I awoke an hour later he was sitting up in bed and the lights were on. He was staring right at me.

I looked over at him and said, "Mr. Brady, how do you feel?"

"Fine, fine, Nurse Raven, or Lisa. I don't know what to call you."

"Well, you can call me what you want. You're supposed to call me nurse, but I just have a feeling that we're so close together that you should call me Lisa."

"I like the name Lisa," he said. "It's a beautiful name. I guess I can call you Lisa."

"Yes, I said you can and I meant it. Just relax and you might doze off again."

"Oh, I don't want to doze off again," he said. "I'm really very tired but I really don't want to doze off. Why is the door locked?"

Then I remembered that while I had slept and he had slept I had not unlocked the door. His sharp eyes had gone over to it and noticed.

"Oh, that's so nobody will come barging in and disturb you. They'll have to knock first."

"Oh, very good. Very good. Nothing like being locked in here with a beautiful nurse. You look prettier than anything I've ever seen. I just can't get over you. You're a beautiful girl."

"Thank you very much, but I wish you would stop referring to my looks so much, Mr. Brady, and concentrate on relaxing if you can."

"That's very difficult to do, particularly when your cock is being sucked."

I sat up with a start. I had given myself away. He obviously was not asleep as I had thought and while I ate his cock he lay back and smiled to himself with his eyes closed. This was a bad mistake. Now I had to think to myself, what would I do? If word of this ever got out I was in bad trouble.

"I don't feel bad about it, Lisa. It was beautiful. It was literally the best blow job I've ever had. The only problem is you stopped in the middle and that's bad."

"But you came," I said, "you came."

"Yeah, that's only once though. I want to squeeze your breasts. I want to see your body. I want to fuck you and before this night is out I had better fuck you."

"What are you saying, Mr. Brady?"

"Call me Rick, and what I'm saying is, that if you don't fuck for me and get into this bed with me I'm going to tell the doctors that you blew me last night."

"Oh, that's ridiculous. Nobody would believe you."

"Yeah, I think somebody might. At any rate it's worth a try. It will cause a hell of a scandal and since you know it's true you'll go to court and that's perjury. That's a hell of a case to try in court: Nurse takes advantage of poor helpless patient. I can see it in the papers right now."

"Oh, stop it Rick. That's not true. It's cruel what you're doing."

"I know it's cruel, but it's necessary. You've got to understand that I want to fuck you."

"I understand that and I'm very willing to do that for you. There's no reason why we can't enjoy each other, but this is not the time.""

"Well, why was it the time when you decided to eat my cock?"

"Look, Rick, you can't be excited. That was a mistake. I couldn't control myself and I found you irresistible."

"Well, you better find me irresistible again. Now, turn that light off and stand on this bed."

I realized that I had better listen to him. There was no stopping him now. All he had to do was push that bell and tell somebody that I had been sucking his cock. Even if it was not true I would have one hell of a time with a story like this floating around the hospital. I went over and sat down on the bed. The minute I did he reached up and unzipped the back of my nurses uniform.

Without even pulling that off he unhooked my bra. Now he slid both down over my arms. He turned me around and kissed me full on the mouth. He truly was a man. The muscles of his arms squeezed me in close to his body. Then he squeezed my naked breasts and began to titillate the nipples. He teased me with his hands. He was a beautiful lover as I knew he would be. He kissed my neck and slid his head down between my full breasts. He caressed each one with both of his hands. Then he ran his tongue down the middle of my body as he slid my clothes off.

When he got to my black panties he pushed them down over my ass and hips, down over the backs of my thighs, over my ankles and he threw them to the floor. Now he was kissing my body all over. I found him licking the inner parts of my thighs. He stood up on the bed and looked down at me. He said, "You look funny while I'm standing here. "

"Now come on Rick. Lay down here. If you must play, play, but don't get excited and make noise."

He lay down along side of me. He slipped his hand between my two legs. He put his finger in my pussy and began to play with my clitoris. I was overly excited. I couldn't take too much more of this.

Now he mounted me. He shoved his big cock inside my cunt. He stuffed me with it. I spread my legs wide and wrapped them around his waist.

I yelled to him, "Come on, Rick, come on Rick. Fuck me, fill me with your juice."

He did and we fucked six times that night and we filled each other with love juice and when I went off duty from Rick Brady in the morning I was tired, but I kept my mouth shut and I was dying to find out what happened to him and I could hardly wait for the next night to see if I could pull that duty again. It was one of the nicest nights of my life and I won't forget it easily, this I can guarantee you.

CHAPTER SEVEN

A BED IS FOR LAYING

When I awoke the following morning it must have been around ten thirty. I had only gotten about three hours sleep after I had gotten home. Dick Murrow knew that I was on night duty and never let it be said that the young doctors at Monroe don't know how to wake a girl up. It was the sound of the phone ringing that awakened me, but I really couldn't sleep anyway.

I picked it up and it was Dick Murrow. "How about lunch, Lisa," he said.

"Dick I was on last night from six o'clock in the evening to six o'clock in the morning."

"Long shift, huh, Lisa? Well, look. Why don't you sack out for another hour or two and I'll come over and wake you up for lunch."

No Dick, I thought to myself. After last night Dick Murrow was like a skinny slip of a useless human being. After Rick Brady it was going to be tough to find a man that I considered worth playing around with in any shape manner or form. I wonder if Brady was married.

Dick was saying something into the phone but it was incoherent to me because I couldn't care less. After warding him off with fifteen different excuses of illness and not feeling well and tired and shot and I may go someplace else, I used up everything I could think of to get rid of him.

I hung up the phone and I was very tempted to call Dr. Brown and find out how Rick Brady was faring, but I knew that that would be a dead giveaway. Nurses didn't call doctors after just one night of nurse duty with a man in a private room and ask how he was faring when they had worked twelve hours, gone home in the thirteenth and should have been sleeping.

So, I took some of my own medicine. I went to the medicine cabinet, took two sleeping pills, and sacked out. At three o'clock that afternoon I awoke. I thought to myself, three more hours and I'll find out. I hope I get that same assignment tonight. I hope Rick's all right. I jumped into the shower and came out and turned on the T.V. and watched it. I drank some orange juice and felt ridiculous drinking it at that time of the day, but this was the night shift. Fortunately, there was only a week of it. It turned your world upside down and made you think everybody was living backwards but you. But, as I say a week wasn't too much, especially if I could spend the week with Rick Brady. That is if I hadn't killed him last night.

Finally five thirty rolled around and I went downstairs and jumped into my car and drove off to the hospital. When I pulled up at Monroe it was five to six. I went directly to Brown's office since I had a few minutes before I had to report to the desk. I looked in but he was not there. I went up to the desk and there was Celia Farrow.

"How are you Celia?"

"Very good, Lisa. How are you?"

"Not bad. What am I going to be doing tonight?"

"Well, I don't know yet. Dr. Brown did say he had something in mind for you, but he'll be in at about a quarter after six. Why don't you go upstairs and check ward three. Just take a walk through it and make sure that all the nurses who are assigned are there and then come on back down and find out what Brown had in mind for you."

"Yes, 111 do that, Celia."

When I got up to ward three, Dick Murrow was finishing attending some patient that had just had an operation. As I walked by the bed I didn't even notice.

He looked up and said, "Lisa, Lisa, Lisa," and I finally stopped.

I said, "Hello, Dick, how are you?"

"You know damn well," and he lowered his voice realizing he was in a ward and the patients were looking at him. Then he said, "Nurse, can I see you for a moment?"

"Not now Dick. I have to make a round and then go down and see Celia Farrow for an assignment."

"Nurse, I'm ordering you to step outside with me for a moment."

Rather than make a scene in front of the patients I went out there with him.

"Now Dick, you know damn well it's against regulations for you to pull me out here for private purposes and I don't see the reason you think you can get away with it."

"Look, Lisa, I'm not trying to get away with anything. I just want to know why the cold shoulder all of a sudden. We had a great time the other night, didn't we?"

"Yes, Dick, yes. But, I'm working nights and my mind is pretty occupied with something else and I don't want to think about it so please give me a break and when my mind clears up I'll be able to get back together with you again and we'll have a good time."

"All right, okay, okay, if that's the way you feel about it." He stormed back into the ward:

Now I went back and tried to keep calm. He had upset me even though I didn't care for him that much, we did have fun and there was no reason for me to treat him like I was. Of course, in my mind, there was a reason and that reason was something that after being in the hospital for twenty minutes I could not still find out about; Rick Brady.

I kept going through the ward and at about six fourteen 1 finished and took the elevator back down. I went to Farrow's office. She was on desk as I passed by and said, "Oh, Lisa."

"Yes, Celia. 1 was just going to look for you in your office."

"Good, nurse." Now we were formal; I was on duty and my assignment was thought up and we had changed references of the names we used for each other.

"Yes, ma'am," I said.

"Room forty-three. It's a private room. Go up there. Dr. Brown is there and he'll tell you what to do."

I went upstairs. There was fear thumping in my heart as I rode the elevator. The fear was that perhaps I had done something to Rick Brady with last night's activity.

I knocked on forty-three and I heard, "Come in."

I walked in. There was Dr. Hal Brown with two nurses and there was Rick Brady sleeping.

"Shhh," he said. "This man has just gone through six hours intensive testing and we're not sure, but we think he may have something. We'll know tomorrow morning, but until we figure it out he must have complete rest. Now you watch him. Let nobody in here. If there's any change in his condition other than normal you call me."

"Dr. Brown, I have not been on many cases like this one and I would love to know what it is you're looking for."

"I can't tell you Lisa. If I tell you, you may give out something to the patient and this would be most dangerous. Particularly if what we're thinking is not true and then there's no reason to get his patient worked up."

"Well, Doctor, if I knew what to look for."

"No, there's nothing to look for. The man is perfectly normal at the moment. He's showing very early symptoms of a highly dangerous disease and I don't want to reveal what it is so please attend him, attend his needs. He told me that you rubbed his back last night which is good. Keep him psychologically happy if you can. It's very important also. If there's any change let me know. Oh, you might lock the door and that will stop anybody from coming in and checking on him. I'm going to hang a sign on the door. If you need anything just call. If you have to wake me in the middle of the night, do it, don't hesitate."

"Yes, Doctor," I said.

Now, Dr. Brown left the room. I closed and bolted the door. I couldn't believe that I was going to have Rick Brady to myself again tonight. I looked down at him. He opened up one eye and winked. I was going to say something and he held a finger up to his lips.

I kept quiet. I knew what he was waiting for and I came very quickly. Dr. Brown had obviously met somebody outside and stopped to say hello, but then we heard the footsteps of the two walking away.

"Don't tell me you were up during that entire conversation, Mr. Brady."

"No, Nurse Raven, I was not up during it. I was lying down during it, but I heard everything he said and he's wrong, you know."

"What do you mean he's wrong," I asked. "He's wrong because there's nothing wrong with me and if there is there's nothing they can do about it."

"Tell me about it."

"No, there's nothing to tell. You just turn that light off and you come over here you dynamite broad. I want you with me all night long."

"I can't do that Rick. If there's something wrong with you that I could hurt."

"You will not hurt anything, baby," and with this he reached an arm out and grabbed for my hand. He held it tight and squeezed it and it hurt. He was as strong as an ox.

The next thing I knew I was in his arms. He was kissing me and caressing me. He almost tore my stockings off from under my dress as he pulled off my clothes one by one. He got down to my panties and he said, "I'm going to bite these off." He turned me on my stomach and this crazy devil literally took the back of the elastic of my panties in his mouth and pulled them down. As he did he bit my ass several different times and he got me very excited to say the least.

Now as I lie on my stomach I began to get ready to turn over and he said, "No, don't move. Don't move."

He started licking the backs of my thighs and my calves. As his tongue ran over them the excitement began to turn to a fever pitch.

I felt myself going down under again. He used his tongue rolling up on the inside of my thighs. He lifted me up a little bit and spread the cheeks of my ass only to slide his tongue in between my crotch and my legs. Now he was kissing my pussy and my ass and my crotch from behind while rubbing the cheeks of my ass.

His hands would slide up occasionally around to the front and grab my breasts. As he did he squeezed them and twisted the nipples. The excitement was too much for me. I couldn't take it. I wanted to come right then, but I wasn't ready.

Now he slipped a finger in this position into me. The weight of my body was on top of the finger and pressing it tighter against my clitoris. I squeezed my legs together and tried to squirm around as best I could.

After a few minutes of playing around like this Rick said, "Well, that's enough of this. I think it's time we did something more serious."

As I went to turn over he said, "No, no."

He grabbed me around my hips from the front and lifted my body up. Now I was on my knees with my head on the pillow. I could imagine what a pretty sight I presented to him from the rear.

My pussy was sticking up in the air just like a little boy that was bent over a rocking horse. He began to insert his long cock in there and I felt it slipping in inch by inch.

"Give me more of it, baby," I said. "Give me all of it, baby. I want it all."

"It's coming, sweetheart, it's coming," and he jammed it up in there with one fell swoop. The thrust was tremendous and the next thing I felt was a slow retreat and a quick return and a slow retreat and a quick return. He was fucking me and fucking me good.

In a matter of moments the two of us had our come mixing. Hot sperm coming out of his cock shooting up into my cunt, dripping down the sides of my thighs. Oh, it was going to be another one of those nights. I could feel it coming.

The pressure of his come in my cunt was building up. I felt like I was going to be fucked to death. The joy of it all. "I love you, Rick," I yelled. "I love you, Rick Brady. Fuck me good."

"I'm fucking you, Lisa, and I'm going to keep right on fucking you."

Rick and I spent most of that night fucking etcetera. I guess for the most part we spent it falling in love and that's not the greatest thing in the world to do for a nurse, but that's what we did.

At midnight we had passed out and at three-thirty in the morning I got up out of the bed, got myself dressed, fixed up and ready to leave the room.

Rick awakened and said to me, "Lisa, where are you going?"

"I'm getting ready to leave, Rick, in a few hours. I want to be up when the doctors come, otherwise they 11 know there's been something strange going on. You may be getting discharged from the hospital today so I've left my phone number on the table on a piece of paper. Don't forget to take it with you. I hope you want to call me."

"I don't know if I'll be leaving or not today, Lisa, but just in case I don't, you'll be back tomorrow night, won't you."

"Yes, 111 be on night duty for the rest of the week, Rick, so if you're still here, and I hope you're not, I'll see you. If you're not here, 111 expect to hear from you."

"You know it sweetie," he said and then he dozed off back to sleep.

I sat there bored and thinking wouldn't it be fun to start all over again what we had done last night, but I realized that that would be foolish, especially since I might fall asleep after it again and then might be very embarrassed when the doctors showed up. So, I sat there and stared at the walls for two and a half hours thinking of all the things Rick and I would do when we were outside of this hospital and we didn't have to carry on and worry about somebody walking in.

At six o'clock sharp Celia Farrow tapped on the door. I awakened, I was slightly dazed, I walked over and opened the door.

"Celia, how are you," I said.

"A better question is, Lisa, how are you."

"Fine, Celia. A little tired."

"Yeah, the graveyard gets boring. How is our patient?"

"Oh, he slept most of the night, got up a few times, didn't say much really. He seems like a nice guy. It didn't seem as if he had any problems."

"I hope you're right honey," she said. "Well, 111 see you tomorrow night. I'll take over now until Dr. Murrow comes."

"Fine, fine. I'm going home now I guess."

"Very good," Celia said. "See you tomorrow."

"Take care, Celia."

I left the hospital a little drowsy, jumped into my car and drove home. I got home and ran up the stairs, opened the door, closed it, locked it and bolted it. I went in the kitchen and fixed myself a stiff drink of gin with orange juice. At six thirty in the morning I had myself a hefty screw driver. I didn't even get undressed. I just hit the bed. That's how exhausted Mr. Brady had made me.

CHAPTER EIGHT

THE CUNT NEXT DOOR

In the early afternoon my bell rang several times. I got up to answer it. 1 looked through the peephole and I saw a beautiful girl standing outside.

I opened the door and said, "May I help your

"Yeah, are you Miss Raven?"

"Yes, I am."

"Well, look. My name is Flo Greene and I live down the hall and I heard that you're a nurse. Is that right?"

"Why, I just answered the door in this uniform and I guess that's sort of a dead give away."

"Yes, it is. I hadn't expected to find you in your nurses uniform, but I wanted to ask you a very big favor."

"What's that? Why don't you come in instead of standing in the hall," I said and she walked in.

I noticed that she had very long blond hair, a fabulous body for a nice young bombshell kind of chick and I'd be damned if I could understand what she was doing banging on my door since I was rather tired.

We went into the kitchen and I said, "Would you like a cup of coffee?"

"No, I don't think so. I really hate to ask this of you and I'm more than willing to pay if there's a charge, but I have a terrible sore back and I know what it is, it's from the gym. I exercised too much last night and I must have worn some of the muscles that I haven't used for a long time and I need a real expert back rub and I'd be willing to pay you for it if you could do it."

"That's not along my line," I said. "I'm not really a masseuse. Nurses don't go to school to learn to rub backs, you know. We occasionally do that, but it's a very small and insignificant part of our jobs."

"Oh, I know," she said. "I'm just asking as a friend, not because you're a nurse, but I need somebody to rub my back and I wouldn't want to run next door to Mr. Jones and have him do it. It would seem rather strange."

"Yes, to say the least. Well, look. I'd like to shower and get cleaned up. I'll do it for you because I guess it would be nice to have company and I don't mind really, but why don't you throw that spread over the bed and I'll take a shower real quick and get myself out of this dumb uniform and I'll rub your back and see if I can help you a little bit."

"Why, you're the sweetest, Lisa. I love you and I've just met you. I think you're the greatest girl I've ever met."

"You're overacting Flo, but okay."

I went into the bathroom. I was a little suspicious about this girl. I just hoped that she was not a thief and that while I was in there she wouldn't steal my whole apartment. I took a shower, came out and threw on a bathrobe which was hanging on the back of the door. When I came out there was Flo sitting on the rack reading one of my magazines.

"Oh, hi. I see you're finished."

"Yeah, right, I needed a shower real bad. I worked the night shift last night."

"Oh, I didn't wake you did I?"

"No, that's all right. I always get up around this time."

"Groovy, groovy," she said. "Let me show you where it hurts."

I said, "Fine."

She pointed to her back near the base of the spine and then drew a line halfway up the right hand side. "That's where it really gives me an ache," she said. "Boy, I hope you can help me out."

"Well, we'll try. Let me get a sheet and you can take off your clothes and lie down on the bed on your stomach and throw the sheet over you."

"Oh, fine, fine."

"I'm going to go make some coffee. By that time you should be ready and I'll bring in some alcohol and I'll give you an alcohol rub and a massage and maybe that'll cure you."

"Gee, that's great. How much will it be?"

"Oh, please. I can't take any money from you," I said. "Let me just make some coffee and you jump on the bed and let's see what we can accomplish."

"Great, great," she said.

I went inside and put some coffee on the fire, waited a few minutes, and poured myself a cup. I yelled into Flo, "Do you want some coffee?"

"No," she yelled back.

I took my coffee, put some cream and sugar in it, mixed it up and went into the bedroom. She was lying on the bed and the sheet was up over her hips. She was completely naked and her arms were outstretched and reaching for the top of the bed.

I looked at her body for some reason which I really can't explain except perhaps back in the days of my youth I went through some experiences and this brought it out in me. I felt a desire to touch her and I was sort of glad that it was me that was going to rub her back and nobody else and I had a great desire to do this. I had a feeling that it would feel very good.

I put my coffee down on the night table, took out the alcohol and poured a little on my hands, rubbed them together and rubbed her back down with it and began to massage in the tops of her shoulders and her shoulder blades. Her skin was creamy smooth and as I ran my hands over it she lay there on the pillow and gave slight little moans of contentment trying to tell me that it felt great.

Occasionally she would glance up with closed eyes and say marvy or groovy and I realized that after several minutes or two I was beginning to be hypnotized by this whole procedure. This naked blond on my bed and myself with only a robe on rubbing her back. It had all the beginnings of a real involved intimacy. Now I moved my hands up and down on her back and kneaded the flesh real softly.

I tried to be as gentle as I could with her because I knew that she was a female and not looking to have her muscles toned but looking to relax her back.

I circled my hands around the small of her back and lowered them down to the narrow part which came before her hips. Her waist was very small, shockingly so and her hips flared out and lifted the sheet up off the bed a good deal. She looked like she had a beautiful body. The kind a man would love to get his hands on and at this moment a woman too, for I was enjoying myself.

I know I shouldn't admit it and I know I shouldn't have those feelings, but I was and Rick Brady wasn't even on my mind. Now I rubbed the base of her neck and moved my hands on down to the base of her spine.

I massaged the flesh there and as I did she squirmed around a little bit on the bed. I noticed that she opened her legs, having one of them bent at the knee. She kept saying, "Wonderful, delightful, I love it. Lisa you're the greatest."

Now I began to move the sheet down a little bit and expose the upper part of her buttocks as my hands roved into her back from down there again. I also massaged the sides of her body and occasionally put a little pressure on her breasts from the sides as I ran up under her arms.

She moaned and groaned and writhed on the bed. She was obviously enjoying herself. She looked like a big cat spread out there. Now I couldn't resist. I began to pull the sheet down a lower each time I came down on her back. I found myself running over the top of her ass.

She seemed to say nothing and notice nothing and she seemed to love it. I rubbed her arms and the back of her neck. I ran my hands up over the top of her shoulder and onto her breasts and back down onto her back. Now she was really moaning.

She was in my hands and loved every minute of it. I kept my hands running up and down the exposed part and slowly kept moving the sheet off. Finally the sheet was beneath her buttocks and I was now kneading the flesh of her ass, each cheek one at a time.

Occasionally I'd run right inside the cheek and tickle that bumhole just a little bit and I noticed that her body responded immediately. She opened her legs and lifted her body up as though she were offering me her pussy for the taking.

I didn't touch it yet. I was busy massaging. Neither one of us were saying a word for we knew very well what was going on.

As I ran my hand on the backs of her thighs die started to raise her head one time, but then lay it back down on the pillow and just moaned. The girl was sensuous and her skin was beginning to warm up. She was tingling and hot and I knew that the moment I touched her in any way other than the massage that she would react.

Each time I slid my hands up her legs she just quivered. I ran my hands over her back again and began to rub it. I was thinking to myself that I was at the point of no return. I either completed the back rub and got involved in the sexual intimacy of it or I stopped doing whatever I was doing right now and threw her a towel and said "That's it baby."

I decided to go on. I suppose it was no decision more than an impulse, I couldn't resist. I ran my hands inside of her thighs now and slipped my finger up into her pussy. I just did it matter-of-factly. I didn't halt there or dally there. I just slid one finger right in there. I noticed that her pussy was warm and damp. She had already been experiencing sexual feelings before this.

The other hand I worked around her ass and tickled her bumhole occasionally with.

I was massaging her clitoris a little bit when she turned around and said, "Come down here, sweetie. I want to talk to you Lisa. Please come on the bed with me."

I laid down along side of her and began to stroke her breasts. Full and round and pink and warm I kissed them and felt them. I ran my hands down the sides of her body. She had a magnificent body. She was kissing me now on the mouth, warm and deep. She had her arms around me and was pressing me closer. Her hands were roving over my soft form.

She whispered in my ear, "Your tits, Lisa. Your tits are magnificent. You have the prettiest set of tits I've ever seen in my life."

"Flo, Flo," I moaned. "Please Flo, please." Then she stuck her head into my neck and began to give me a hicky. I felt the pressure from the sucking of her mouth and I knew that she was excited as I was. I had one of my fingers inserted in her cunt. I kept wiggling it around and teasing her clitoris.

Now I reversed the order of our bodies. I went down between her legs with my tongue. I began to suck and eat at her pussy. She was eating and sucking at mine. She had one hand on each of the cheeks of my ass as she squeezed it down onto her face. She was eating my pussy out good. Now her finger slipped into my behind. I felt the bumhole being teased by it.

I wiggled down even harder on her face. She was eating my pussy out beautifully. My tongue was inside the soft, warm walls of her pussy. The two of us were getting ready to come. I squeezed mine the same way. Now we began to vibrate. Now we began to come.

I felt a vibration of her body. She was not a light, little girl. She was a pretty, tall, long blond. The vibrations of her body were too much for me. The weight was too much for me. All I could do was suck that pussy and eat it as much as I could. The juice was coming. I began to eat her come. I loved it. It smelled good. It tasted good. I licked the inner parts of her thighs and her crotch. Even once I put my tongue into her ass as she was coming. I felt her finish. I felt her roll off me. I felt myself fully satisfied, more satisfied that I had ever been with a man.

Now I lay there quietly.

She looked down at me and said, "Lisa, I didn't know you were one of me."

I said, "I didn't know either."

"Look Lisa, I've got to run off in a few minutes, but I'd like to come back and see you again. What time do you go to work?"

"I have to leave about five thirty," I said. "I don't get back in until six thirty in the morning. And, I need some sleep by then."

"Well look, give me a spare key to your pad and I'll come back in the morning and be waiting for you."

"No, no, I don't know if I want to get involved in this kind of thing Flo. Give me a day to think about it. Why don't you call me tomorrow, I mean you're right down the hall anyhow."

"Okay Lisa, I'm in 3B and if you want me, you call. If not, I'll call you tomorrow and we'll see how it goes."

"Beautiful, beautiful, Flo," I said. "Listen, I really dug it. I don't know if it's a permanent thing with me or not, but I really did."

"I know," she whispered and she leaned over and kissed my mouth. As she did I felt myself warming up again. I opened my mouth wide and slipped my tongue inside of her cherry red lips. It had a taste that no man's mouth ever had and that was something that I think I'd know more because I'd have a real good chance to compare.

CHAPTER NINE

A BASTARD DOES ME IN

I showed up at Monroe Hospital at about six o'clock. Celia Farrow as there and she informed me that we were going back to the eight hour swings all the way and we didn't have to worry about putting in all the time we were putting in. This was her last twelve hour swing and she'd be on eight for the rest of the week and thereafter and I would be doing the same.

"Tomorrow," said she, "you'll get home early. You'll be leaving here about two o'clock in the morning and then another shift will be coming on to replace you."

"Fine, fine," I said. "What's my assignment tonight?"

"Well, I guess you're going to work with Dr. Brown and I don't know what he has in mind yet, but I'm sure that that patient you were attending has checked out."

"Oh, very good. He was okay then?"

"Well, I don't know about that. I do know he checked out this afternoon."

"Well, where do I see Dr. Brown?"

"I believe you're going to have to wait in his office. He's not there now, but he should be down in a few minutes."

"Good, I'll go there. Thanks a lot Celia."

"Okay, Lisa, take care."

I passed a few of the nurses and attendants in the hall and they gave me smiling greetings. The changing of the shifts was interesting. There were different people reporting and at all different kinds of times. It was rather confusing, but I knew most of the people in the hospital and it did feel sort of like a family after the period of time I had been there.

I went into Hal Brown's office and sat down. I noticed how sterilized everything looked, right down to the black leather chairs and the white chromey look that was all over the place, a most unappetizing place.

But, then again, this is one of the strange things about Hal Brown. About two minutes later Brown walked in. "Good evening, Lisa. How are you?"

"Fine, Dr. Brown, fine. How are you, sir?"

"Very well. Look Lisa, I want to talk to you about something. Rick Brady checked out of this hospital this afternoon at three o'clock."

"I'm glad to hear that. I assume that he was all right."

"Yes, he was all right. More all right than any of us knew. His fear of a certain kind of disease which he had symptoms of and which we had symptoms of fortunately proved to be only a fear and nothing more and so now we don't have to cope with Mr. Brady any more."

"I thought he was rather pleasant," I said. "He didn't give me any trouble at all."

"Yes, we're aware of that Lisa and the conclusion that we can draw from that is that he must have liked you very much. He did leave a dozen roses for you in that room and they're at the visiting desk for you when you leave and you can take them. As the Associate Administer of the hospital," he said, "I have to tell you that Rick Brady made some very revealing and scary statements before he left. It is my job to talk to you about it and I don't like talking to you about it, but let me put it frankly and say that he claimed that he was intimate with you several times on both nights that you were with him and that you performed all sorts of sexual gymnastics and that he was very much satisfied with you as a woman. But, in his words thought you made a terribly lousy nurse, particularly since you were ordered to keep the patient relaxed. In confidence he told me that he had had orgasms seven times in the two nights with you. Is this possible? Before you answer, consider this Lisa. If you answer in the positive we are going to have to let you go. I'm not going to make a fuss because I don't believe in ruining anybody's life about this, but I can't keep you on staff. That man could have had a bad heart and you could have killed him and this is something you're going to have to face if you want to be a nurse. You can't give in o your physical attractions. I know that he was a good looking person."

"I don't believe what you're saying to me." I said. "Are you telling me that Rick Brady told you that I was sexually promiscuous with him for days and then left. "

"Yes, right. Why?"

"I thought, and this is the truth Dr. Brown, he and I had a special thing and that conceivably we would be getting married."

"After having known each other for two days? six hours or eight hours each day?"

"Yes, I thought it was one of those sudden romances and that's why I was in bed with him. I don't just go to bed with anybody."

"Well, that's not the way he told it, Lisa. But, regardless, especially if you cared for him, you should have been enough of a nurse and enough of a woman to deny yourself the pleasures for a day or two while we checked out whatever we were checking out."

"I suppose you're right. Yes, I was intimate with him a number of times and I don't know if his number of orgasms is accurate, but I assumed that he was in love with me."

"I don't see how he would lead you to believe that since he doesn't even live near here and has flown out to Nebraska where he comes from this afternoon."

"He comes from Nebraska? I guess I've been duped all the way around."

"Yes, I'm afraid you have Lisa and it's most unfortunate but we have to dismiss you from the staff and I will give you a good recommendation as a nurse for your next job, but please don't reveal the reason why you were dismissed from this hospital and I'm going to put it down as a disagreement, personnel disagreement and I'll try to give you as fair a recommendation as I can, Lisa. If anything happens further on in your career that somebody calls to my attention I will be forced to see that you're disbarred from practicing nursing. I cannot allow the health of a patient to be endangered, for my personal feelings toward you as a human being is that you are kind and sweet and beautiful."

"Thank you very much, Dr. Brown. Shall I go now?"

"Yes, well pay you for the balance of the week and we'll give you two weeks severance pay and I hope you find a job in another hospital, Lisa and please be more careful when you fool around with somebody and make sure it's the real thing. I was very tempted to ask you out many times myself and I think I still would have."

"Thank you, Dr. Brown."

I left and I was mad. I had been made a fool of.

CHAPTER TEN

BAR PICK-UP

I was stunned by what Rick Brady had done to me. Not only had he screwed me sixteen different ways and given me a beautiful piece of action, but he gave me the final coup de grace-when he left he made sure I would not work in that hospital again. He made sure that he could leave and that I would have some degree of trouble with my job so that I could not give him any trouble. But I had an idea. I was really mad and I had some money saved and I might just take a trip to Nebraska if I could find out where in Nebraska Mr. Rick Brady lived and I might not find that too difficult. Back in my apartment I lifted the phone and dialed the hospital.

"Monroe General Hospital," the answer came to me on the phone.

"Charlie, please," I said. Charlie was the maintenance man who loved me--he always used to tell me that. A little guy who sort of looked out for me. I waited three or four minutes and then I heard that little old voice on the phone saying, "Charlie, here."

"Charlie, this is Lisa--Lisa Raven."

"Hello, nurse Raven, how are you," Charlie said. Charlie sounded happy to hear from her.

"Fine, Charlie. Look, I'm trying to send some records out to a man and I'm home now and I want to get this address so I can call it right into the hospital. I checked out this afternoon. Could you do me a favor and quietly find out where he is?"

"Well, Miss Raven, you know that's against the rules and why don't you get the record's clerk to do it and there's no problem."

"Well you see Charlie, I should have given these records to the man and I forgot and I don't want people in the hospital to know."

"Well, call me back in a half hour Miss Raven and I'll see if I can sneak in. What was his name again?"

"Brady," I said. "Rick Brady."

"Okay. I'll try to get it in the next half hour, Miss Raven. You call me back okay? And, nurse Raven, you're the sweetest thing."

"Thank you, Charlie. You're the sweetest thing too," I said.

I hung up the phone. It was now so early and I didn't know what to do with myself. I was a little nervous and tired because I had spent the afternoon doing something other than sleeping.

Flo Greene certainly could tire a girl out. I decided to have a cup of coffee and relax and watch a little night time television. I went to do that and as I did I found myself thinking about Rick and what a bastard he was. What a rotten thing to do that had been. I couldn't imagine why he had done it. I got so damn mad I decided to take off my nurse's uniform and put on some regular evening clothes and go out to a bar and get drunk.

I went inside, took off the nurse's uniform, and threw off the hat and the white shoes. Now I put on some normal street clothes, threw a trench coat over my shoulders since it was drizzling out and went downstairs to my car.

What the hell, I'll call Charlie from a bar, I thought. I jumped into my car and drove off. I headed out for Route 17. As I got on it I decided to look for the first friendly looking tavern I could find and check into it. As I drove through the drizzle I saw two big dice lit up down the road. Then, as I got closer, I saw the name of the place was the Pair of Dice. It looked like a nice place. The cars outside were all big and fancy and expensive. It didn't look like the type of place where a girl had to worry about being mugged. I pulled my car up in the midst of all those Cadillacs and Lincolns and jumped out, closed the door and walked in.

There was music going and there was an interesting atmosphere. The lights were pretty dim and the bar was fairly decently lit. Some of the tables were occupied and there was a girl singing up in the front. All I wanted was booze. I headed for the bar and I felt like one of those detectives in one of those private detective mysteries that you read about, out on their own or out on his own, all by himself.

But I was a girl, mad at the world, screwed by a guy in three different ways and dismissed from my job. I was not very happy about this. I might have to give up my career. What the hell kind of recommendation could Hal Brown give a nurse who had almost screwed a possible fatality patient to death but not quite. The patient lived long enough to screw the nurse to death as it turned out.

"Double bourbon on the rocks," I said to the bartender.

He looked up at me as though my request were out of place, but he just nodded and went and filled a big tall glass with bourbon over two pieces of ice.

I felt a little silly immediately after I gave the order since everybody at the bar turned around and looked at me for a moment and then turned back and minded their own business. There were several other stag girls at the bar and I didn't feel too badly about that part of it and there were a bunch of well dressed men sitting around smoking and talking and doing various things. There was a sort of friendly atmosphere down at one end of the bar, but the end I was at seemed to be a situation where nobody knew each other.

In about four minutes I had finished the double bourbon. I ordered another. The girl singer quit singing and the band took over. Not that that was any big relief since the band didn't sound much better than the girl singer, but it was better than that creaky voice.

I felt an arm on my elbow. I turned around and there stood a dark man who was older than I would be talking to on a social basis.

"Would you like to dance with me, ma'am," he said.

"I guess so. I don't see any harm in that."

I didn't know what to do with my coat since I had not taken it off. He held his hands up as though it was the most natural thing in the world and removed it from me. He just left it on the bar stool and guided me out to the floor. He was very tall and very strong and ruddy looking. He looked like a soldier of fortune. His face looked like it had lived through seventeen wars and yet he was good looking in a dark greasy sort of a way, but very good looking.

We danced and I found that he was very smooth.

"I would like to know your name since I'm dancing with you." I said to him.

"Quade, Jerry Quade," he replied.

"Aren't you going to ask me mine?" I said.

"Nope," he said.

"Why not," I said.

"I never ask questions. It's an old habit of mine."

"But you just asked me one," I said.

"Oh, you mean to dance, huh baby? Well, that wasn't a question. That was a request."

"I see the difference," I said. "Do you want me to shut up. Is that it?"

"No, you can talk if you want. You dance very well by the way."

"Call me Lisa," I said.

"Aha. You answer the questions as well as ask them," he said.

"That's true," I said. "Particularly when I'm dancing with a man very close who looks very attractive and I don't know his name and he doesn't know mine I think it's only fair that we introduce ourselves."

"Well, good. We've done that now." I felt his hand slip lower on my back, touching the top of one of my buttocks.

I wondered if it was a conscious and sexual move or just an unconscious and casual move. I was inclined to think that it was casual since he did nothing else that made him anything other than a perfect gentleman. When we finished the dance he guided me back to the bar.

"Thank you very much, Miss Lisa," he said.

"Mr. Quade why don't you sit down. Have a drink with me. I'm just feeling sorry for myself and I'd love to have somebody to talk to."

Jerry Quade sat down next to me. As he sat there I noticed that he looked around six feet taller than I was. That's an exaggeration, of course, but he was a huge man. I would bet that his weight was in excess of two hundred pounds. He ordered the same thing as I did and we both had double bourbons. It seems as though the one I had left at the bar was already swept away and thrown in the drain, a typical roadside hustle.

"You're the first chick that I've met in a long time that drinks bourbon, baby--particularly straight over the rocks."

"Well, when I get in this kind of a mood," I said, "I could just about drink anything, maybe even turpentine."

"What kind of a mood are you in, Lisa?"

"Oh, I've just been fired from a job, and just had a guy jilt me. I guess I'm in a pretty bad mood."

"Hmm. It sounds like you're about in the same mood as I am," Jerry said.

"Well, what kind of mood is that? Were you fired from your job too," I asked.

"No, no. I wasn't fired from my job and I didn't lose a girl. I just feel the blues. I guess it's they rainy night that tires me out and makes me want to get close to somebody that's warm and soft and nice and I don't know anybody at the moment in this town that's warm and soft and nice."

"Are you from around here?" I asked him.

"No, no. I'm from Texas," he said.

"Funny," I answered. "1 didn't notice a drawl. "

"I don't really have one. I spend a lot of time in Europe and a lot of time in the Northeast, but I am originally from Texas and I'm living back there now and I like it."

"That's real groovy," I said, "I've never been to Texas."

"Well, how would you like to go to Texas?" he asked. "Since you don't have a job, you don't have a boyfriend and you're unattached. What do you do for a living?"

"I'm a nurse."

"Ah, a nurse. You could probably get a job in Texas as easy as here. It would be a change of scenery for you."

"Well, how will I get there?"

"Just pack your things. We'll put them on a plane and I'll take you with me on a plane and buy your plane fare. How does that sound?"

"I don't know," I said. "When are you going?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"I think you've got yourself a deal. I'll let you know later."

"Good, in the meantime let's get out of this joint and go someplace that has a little class and do a little private talking."

"Not a bad idea."

We left. It felt nice next to this Jerry Quade. There was something about him that made me feel real comfortable with him. A certain something. A sureness that wasn't there with Rick Brady or anybody before Rick. Here was a big, steady rock type of a guy. I guess down in Texas they would call him a straight shooter. I don't know what they call him, but I was in the mood to be loved and he looked like Tarzan and I felt like Jane. I just hoped that Boy and Cheetah didn't show up too soon.

We did leave. We did jump into the car. We did go to a nice restaurant as he promised. We did eat a good meal and we did do a lot of drinking. As high as a kite at twelve thirty a.m. I asked Jerry Quade to come up to my apartment so he could see what he was getting himself into when he said that we'd pack my stuff and take off in the morning for Texas and he did.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

JUMPING JERRY

When Jerry and I went inside my apartment we were rather high and we felt pretty good about being high. He put his big hulk down on the living room sofa and looked up at me and sighed.

"Oh, Lisa Raven you're too much. How does a guy find a broad like you in a bar? You're a fine girl and educated too, a nurse. I need a nurse to take care of me. Waco, Texas ain't never going to be the same when we hit it Lisa, but I ain't going to let nobody else get their hands on you because you're my kind of chick."

I heard him making the speech as I walked around the apartment and looked for the coffee pot. I knew we were both going to need some of that pretty soon. He just sat there in the chair and watched me move around. He made some pretty smart remarks, but never got up to move up and off the chair.

"What a body," he said once. "What a pair," he said another time.

Since my back was turned to him I wasn't sure whether he was talking about what he was looking at from behind or what he had seen from the front. All I know is that I managed to get some coffee on the fire and sit down in the living room opposite him and tell him that we had a lot of packing to do if we were going to Texas tomorrow.

"Well, look honey. We don't have to leave in the morning. We can leave in the afternoon. I'm in no big deal hurry to bet back."

"By the way, Mr. Quade, what do you do for a living?"

"You're going to find this hard to believe, doll, but I'm a lawyer."

I did find it hard to believe. It sounded rather funny that a lawyer would travel from Waco, Texas to New York, be in no urgent sort of hurry and pick up girls in a bar. But, the world was full of funny things.

Now as I got up to get the coffee he looked at me and said, "Lisa, I haven't met a girl like you in a long time and if I talk kind of funny it's the booze, but I think you're straight and I dig you and I have a lot of respect for you. Just remember that."

I said that I would try and I poured some coffee for both of us. Now we sat in the living room like two teetotalers drinking the coffee.

"Where are you staying tonight, Jerry," I said.

"Well, I checked out of my hotel room at noon today and went out to the airport with my bags as I was supposed to leave and my client called me at the airport and I had to rush back into the city and that's how I got caught in that bar tonight. I was planning to leave this evening on a plane, but when I met you I decided to stay overnight."

"My, my," I said. "Hadn't you better get a room?"

"Yeah, I guess I'd better make a few calls. What's the closest hotel to here so I can pick you up real easy in the morning?"

"Look, Jerry. Why don't you stay here tonight and you 11 save yourself a hotel bill and a drunken walk which I wouldn't want to see you taking out of the apartment."

He ran up to me like a big kid, threw his arms around me and kissed me on the cheek. He looked down at me and said, "Lisa, you're a doll. I promise I won't bother you. I promise 111 be good."

"Now look, Jerry. I'm not extracting promises from you. I know you're a big boy and you can take care of yourself. And, I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself."

"Oh, yeah sure. I know that, Lisa. I feel like I've got lead in my legs."

"Well, you go to sleep and I'll go to sleep and we'll get up in the morning and see about the packing and the trip to Waco."

"Yeah, yeah, groovy," he said. "Where do I sleep?"

"This couch in the living room just happens to open up into a big, comfortable bed."

The two of us laughed together as we opened it and I ran inside and got some sheets and made up his bed. I then went into the bedroom, closed the door, undressed and went to sleep. I heard the hulk of his body hit the bed and that was the last thing I heard as both of us dozed off.

Around two or three o'clock in the morning I awakened. I had a sudden strange feeling that there was something I had forgotten to do so I got up and opened the bedroom door, tiptoed through the living room and looked down and saw Jerry Quade asleep on the sofa bed. I went into the kitchen, looked around and I saw what I had forgotten to do. The coffee was still burning, boiling, but since it was only half a pot it hadn't exploded yet. I shut off the coffee pot.

As I started back for the bed I looked down at Jerry. I noticed that he was sleeping real deep. I just wanted to lean down and kiss him on the cheek for being such a dear and not trying to rape me like every other guy that had come in. I sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked his black curly hair with my hands. I reached down for his face and kissed him on the cheek. As I did he moaned a little bit, put a hand on my leg and just went back to sleep. He had never really gotten up.

Now I felt as though I wanted to hug him and I reached down and put my arms around his neck and kissed his face. As I did this he threw his arms around my neck. Gently he reached down and kissed my lips. I closed the gap between our two bodies and swung my legs up on the bed and folded myself into his arms. I was wearing a shortie nightgown, but it didn't made much difference because he only wanted to squeeze my body close to his and kiss me which he did three or four times.

He was getting ready to go to sleep and I couldn't resist reaching down for his big cock. As I did I felt the enormity of it. Not only was this a big man, but the man had a penis on him the size of what I imagine a bull elephant would be walking around with. I really was shocked, but now I had started and it was too late.

I stroked his penis up and back. I manipulated it within my hand. I know he felt the wonderfulness of my caresses since he quickly began to squeeze me tighter and closer to his body. One of his huge masculine hands went up and around my breast. He squeezed and stroked it until the nipple jutted around strong and proud and tall. He kept on playing with my tits underneath the shortie which he had lifted up.

Now one of his hands grabbed my ass and he squeezed it too. He kissed my mouth and ran his tongue over my lips. He sucked on my ear lobes and blew warm air into my ear. The thrill of all of this activity was getting to be too much. I thought of Flo and hoped that she never came back again. I had a man, a real man and I was dying to get that big cock into me and he knew it and he felt it, but he was taking his time because, as I say, he was a gentleman.

Now Jerry grabbed my arms and held me very close to him. He ran his hands all the way up and down the full length of my body. I kept one hand on his cock and the other on one of his breasts and I squeezed it. I bent down to his chest and licked his nipples. I licked the entire upper chest and then ran my tongue down the middle of his body to his navel. I licked around there for a minute or so and then began to lick right down around to his penis.

I was crawling around on the bed now and he had one of my legs in each of his hands he was spreading them wide. I was kissing his cock on the tip now, running my tongue up and down the shaft. Now I took the whole tip on my mouth and began to suck on it and lick the tip.

With this he put his head between my legs and began to suck on my cunt. He took my clitoris between his lips. He squeezed my ass real hard and pinched it. I felt the pressure of all the parts of his body that were touching me. I now had his whole cock in my mouth. I was sucking on as much of it as I could, giving a soft stroke out and a hard stroke in.

He met my strokes with the stroke of his own. I reached down between his legs and grabbed hold of his balls. I began to squeeze his balls gently. With my other finger I teased his bumhole and I scratched the insides of his thighs. I kissed all around his cock and even licked his balls with my tongue. Now I kissed the inner part of his thighs and left a hicky on each one as I kissed it.

I went back to his cock with my lips again and kept it going up and down. I knew my mouth was hot and I knew his cock felt like it was in a grand pussy. He was also eating my cunt in such a way it felt like I was being fucked by six people. He had put his index finger into my asshole and was wiggling it around in there, shoving it all the way up and then pulling it out again as he licked my clitoris and my cunt with his tongue.

All of a sudden I felt myself getting ready to let go. I began to let joy juice flow all over him. It didn't stop him. He kept right on sucking and eating. He was licking my legs and biting my thighs with his teeth.

His cock was as hard and as stiff as ever. It was throbbing now and getting ready to give forth a gush of joy juice. I was looking forward to drinking it. I had not had a sip of it for a while. I was waiting for him to come as I tickled his balls, goosed his ass and sucked his cock.

All of a sudden he emitted the first burst. It filled my mouth just in one shot and I couldn't hold on. I had to open my mouth and close it again on his cock. The pressure of the second closing of my mouth gave forth another burst. Now I yanked my head back and forth on there one more time and opened my mouth and let some of that escape and grabbed his cock again between my lips. Each time I did this he let go with another spurt. After seven or eight of these spurts he began to slow down a bit and I twisted my head around a few more times and got three or four more ejaculations out of him.

Both of us had happily come and now both of us were beginning to fall asleep. We righted our bodies and he put his arms around me and kissed my lips. He squeezed my breasts, one in each of his hands.

He looked at me and said, "Lisa, you're just the girl I knew you were and just the girl I hoped to find and I'm so glad I found you."

"Jerry, I can't tell you that I agree. I'm glad you found me too. Don't ever let me go Jerry. Never let me go."

"Lisa, my Lisa," he said.

We held each other close and stroked each other's bodies until we began to fall asleep. As I felt myself dozing off I realized that I had had quite a day. I had a bout with a lesbian yesterday. I was fired from my job this evening. I had been to a bar on my own. I had gotten myself drunk on bourbon. I had met a man from Texas. I planned to run away to Texas with this man. Tomorrow morning I would be giving up my apartment which I struggled to get in this city of teaming people and I would be starting an entirely new life. I was truly nervous and the nervousness I had was a sort of an apprehension about adventure. But, then again I never was a big adventuress. I only wanted to be a good nurse and being a good nurse was what was most important to me.

Now, in my last job I had been a bad nurse, and this bothered me and I had failed in my true profession. I would try to start fresh in Texas. I knew the most they would do was write a letter to Dr. Brown whom I would give as my administrative supervisor and he would return some sort of a polite reply which would not discourage somebody in Texas from hiring me. When I got that job I would behave myself. If I could just keep Jerry Quade, my friend, I might be able to live within those limitations.

CHAPTER TWELVE

NIBBLING NINA

By eleven o'clock the next morning we were in a black limousine heading for the airport. He had hired it especially for the occasion. I had made four phone calls that morning and he made one to get the car. The rest of the time was spent in a panic getting the bags packed and all my stuff ready and getting the landlady instructions as to what to tell the movers when they came to pick my stuff up which they would do, which was one of the phone calls that 1 made. It was really hectic.

All of my suitcases packed, we loaded them into the Caddy. The only thing left was the furniture which didn't belong to me but to the landlady. I did have one trunk full of goodies that the movers would get and away we went.

I left my life behind me that simply. I was sure I would have no regrets since all I was leaving behind me was a lesbian, a couple of hospital typical lovers, some doctors who bored me to tears and a guy who ran out on me and went to Nebraska.

What a great way to travel. Obviously my newly found friend, Jerry Quade, had money. He simply called a number and a big Caddy limousine picked us up. When we got to the airport he signed a card the driver had and we got off. What a fabulous thing.

He snapped his fingers and he was that kind of man where everybody in the airport came running. This big hulky Texas lawyer was something that any girl would like to latch on to.

"Come on doll," he said. "We're going to make that big jet and I think we're going to drink our way down to Texas."

"They only allow two shots, Jerry."

He laughed as we got on the plane. We sat there and the flight did not take too long, but it took long enough for him to bribe the stewardess several different times. By the time we got there, both of us were rather high, but joyfully so. Not drunk, sloppy, or slovenly. Just a little bit high, enough to be happy and I was delighted.

I stepped off the plane in Texas and I felt like I could breathe the air again. The stiff hemmed in feeling I had had back in the city was gone. Jerry Quade was going to show me a new life in the town of Waco.

He did the same thing at that airport. He snapped his fingers three times and we were in a chauffeured Lincoln Continental and all my bags were in the back. We drove around fifty or sixty miles and we pulled up in front of a big tremendous house out in the middle of what seemed like nowhere to me.

"What is this," I asked.

"This is my little old pad, baby," Jerry replied. "I'm going to give you a choice. I can take you into town and put you up at a hotel the first night or if you want you can be my guest in this house where I live."

I couldn't quite believe my eyes. This was no house. This was a mansion. This man must have been enormously wealthy.

I said, "Jerry, I come from a background of things like this house. They don't really have happy memories for me."

"Well, maybe this one will," he said. "At any rate, let's work on it. Or, if you insist, I'll drive you into town."

I must admit the idea of spending the night in Waco, Texas in the middle of a hotel I'd never heard of in a place where I'd never been to before was very unappetizing.

"Okay, Jerry," I said. "Let's go to your house. Let's live and let's see what your pad is like."

I was duly impressed. The Lincoln pulled up to the horseshoe driveway. The house must have been one hundred and twenty feet long if it was an inch. It was only one floor, but it. was one of these long Texas ranch type haciendas. As I went from room to room I couldn't believe my eyes.

There were three dining rooms in one wing. One was a private small dining room with a little table that looked like it could hold about six. Another one was a regular guest type dining room. I suppose that it held about twenty to thirty people. It was hard to tell because the table was so damn long. I didn't know what these Texans used to do. The third one was like a banquet hall. It looked like it would hold one hundred twenty-five or one hundred fifty people.

I asked Jerry what it was about and he just laughed and said, "Well, one of these days you'll be to one of my parties."

Two servants greeted us at the door, a maid and a butler. They seemed delighted to have the boss back. The butler, whose name was Chester, I couldn't believe. He was a tall, skinny Texas man. When we came he greeted us and he bowed to me. He never said another word the first day I was there. He just walked in front of us and pointed.

Jerry was showing me the house. I saw the poolroom, the chess room, the card room, the three dining rooms and I hadn't even gotten to the bedrooms and I was tired of walking. There were two living rooms, a recreation room, an indoor swimming pool and this was magnificent. What a way to live.

"Is this your house and you live here alone, Mr. Quade," I asked.

"Yes, Lisa. This is my house. I live here alone and I'll tell you the answers to the questions that you have in your mind right now as we stand here the first time you see this house because I had a hunch we're going to spend some time together. I've been married once before. My wife never lived in this house. We lived in another house someplace else where she still lives in another state. I live here because I love it. I've got forty horses, fifty or sixty cows, this house sitting in the middle of seventy-five acres which I own, most of it is forest, and it's beautiful land. And whether you want to stay here for a day or a week or a month or a little longer or forever that's a decision you ain't going to make this first day so I'd suggest that you relax. Nina is going to show you the guest room. You go up there and get yourself comfortable and when you're ready you come down. I'm going to town. It's going to take me about an hour and a half. I'll be back and then we're going to have some supper. Then, maybe I'll take you for a little ride in one of the dune buggies and you can see what the turf looks like."

I felt like a princess who had been charmed by a prince. I went upstairs to look at my room. It was lavish. The bed must have been ten feet wide. It was a giant thing and it was shaped triangularly, which I found rather strange, but interesting. However, it looked very comfortable and I was not about to knock it, especially after that long trip. There was a bathroom, a sitting room and a dressing room all within this big room. There were television sets in the bathroom, right over the bath, so that if you were taking a bath you could look up at the television and there was a television set in the bedroom as well.

There were four comfortable, plush chairs around the bedroom and the carpeting was thicker than anything I'd seen up north. It truly was a beautiful house. On one wall there was a six foot long by three foot deep slab of glass with curtains over it. I drew the curtains open and looked out on the most beautiful scene I had seen in a long time.

There were miles and miles of flat green land that I could see from the window. I thought that I was going to like it here. I could feel and hear the soft hum of air conditioning as the house was obviously climate controlled. Then, as I was just getting ready to take off some of my clothes, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," I said.

Nina came in. "Would the lady like me to help her with her bath?"

"Well, Nina, I think I can get undressed and do it myself."

"All right. But, if the lady wants help, Nina would be glad."

"Okay, why don't you help me," I said.

As I stepped out of my clothes Nina aided me. She unzipped my skirt, unbuttoned my blouse, unhooked my bra, and helped me slip my panties down over my ankles. As I got into the bathtub she helped me in. As I turned on the water she sat alongside the bathtub and got out a brush and some soap. She poured some salts into the bathtub and some bubble bath. The whole bathroom began to smell beautiful from what Nina had poured in.

Nina evidently was a Mexican girl. She had dark hair and a beautifully tanned skin from being out in the sun. She looked very well. She looked taken care of and she looked happy in her position. She washed my back and washed my shoulders and my arms while I washed my hands and my legs and I felt so refreshed that I leaned back in the bath and closed my eyes.

It was then that I felt Nina's hands rove over my breasts. She still had the washcloth, but her hand was touching the tips of my nipples. She squeezed them gently and rubbed the washcloth around my stomach and she slipped a hand down between my legs.

I felt almost as if I would be impolite if I moved so I didn't. Nina's fingers slid into my cunt and began to work their way around the clitoris and pussy. I felt excited immediately. I was going to reach for her, but then I realized that I was a guest lying in a bathtub and she was a servant. I suppose this was a service of a servant so I just lie back while she leaned over the edge of the tub and kissed the nipples of my breasts and sucked on them gently. I felt them rising to meet her lips. She caressed the inner parts of my thighs and scratched my stomach gently.

She squeezed one breast with her hand and the other one she kissed with her mouth and licked the nipple. Now she slid her hand all around my body. One of her hands went under my ass and fingered my bumhole. She triggered a whole bunch of sensations in my butt with that.

I raised myself up almost out of the water and 1 felt one of her hands pushed me back down again on top of my pussy. Now she pulled out a little shaft from behind her. I hadn't seen it before. It was around eight or nine inches long. A highly polished, ebony colored piece of hard rubber or something else. I couldn't tell what it was. She slipped it into the water and I closed my eyes again. She shoved it into my cunt and it felt just like a big prick. As it started to move in and out of there I felt excited as hell. She joyed in watching me become excited. I could feel the sensation of her hands on my body and she was enjoying what she was doing. Now she went back to my breasts with her hands again. She sucked on the nipples and kissed them.

Now as I began to feel the vibrations of the anticipation of coming in my body again, I felt her lips on mine. They were wide and thick and warm, soft and tasty lips. She pressed down hard on my lips and shoved her tongue into my mouth. I returned the favor by putting my tongue between her lips. The warmth and softness of them had me so excited that I was rising to that ebony shaft. She shoved it in harder and longer and withdrew it slowly and rammed it in hard and withdrew it slowly and rammed it in hard.

Each time it came back into my cunt I felt the excitement rising in me. All at once the warmth crept through my loins. I felt as though I were being fucked by three or four men. The satisfaction was beginning to crawl up and the juices began to flow. She squeezed my tits again with her hands and kissed my mouth harder.

Now she slipped her thick and warm lips onto my neck and gave me a big hicky. I was wondering how I would explain this if it were there and I was sure it was. I guess I didn't have to worry much about that because Jerry could have given it to me before as he remembered. All I know is that I had a tremendous orgasm and I felt that this was a house I didn't want to leave.

Between this girl and Jerry I'm sure I would be kept satisfied. Oh, Lisa, I said to myself, you've lucked out again.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

THE BIG DEAL

It didn't take me long to get used to this beautiful house and the idea of having servants and being wealthy once again since I had come from a home somewhat like this. The big problem was getting used to the idea of being a kept woman instead of a nurse or maybe being a Mrs. Somebody, although this guy Quade did not strike me as the kind of guy that was going to marry me after having known me for twenty minutes, especially having the kind of brain he had. I got a little nervous about it.

I laid down and took myself a short nap and set an alarm clock that was on the night table of this beautiful bedroom. It awakened me half an hour before Jerry was due back. I dressed in the best clothes I had, slacks and a sweater. I wore no underwear, knowing full well that to Jerry Quade I'd be a naturally desirable woman without it. I felt that somehow in this house with a maid like Nina and a guy like Jerry I could be as natural as I felt.

I came down the stairs and made some sort of an entrance, but evidently Jerry was still not back. I saw Nina fussing around the living room and I asked her if she had heard anything about Jerry being late.

"No, Ma'am," she replied as nice as you like, just as though we didn't even know each other. "But I'm sure if he said he'd be back now he'll be back any minute. He's usually right on time."

Just as she said that a continental convertible pulled up outside and there was Jerry Quade. He jumped from behind the wheel. He looked all freshened up. Evidently he not only had a home, but he had a place in town or something, because he looked like he had just stepped out of a shower and had a brand new suit on.

He walked into the living room and looked at me and said, "Lisa, you just fit here. You look like dynamite. I think about settling down with you a little bit here. Is dinner ready yet, Nina?"

"Yes, Chester has it on the table. The cook's off for two days and will be back Friday."

"Very good. We'll eat in ten minutes. Right now you come with me."

I turned around and followed. We went into a big room full of books with a bar in it.

"Lisa, this is my library. I spend a lot of my thinking hours in here and that's why I have the booze here, because I spend a lot of my thinking hours drinking. Since we haven't had much chance to discuss what we are and what we're about to be, I figured that I might mention it to you. First of all, I'm a lawyer, a big one. I've messed around in the government of this state and besides, I've got a lot of corporate accounts that keep me very well. I make a lot of money. I don't have time to mess around with a lot of scandalous nonsense. I meet a woman that I like and I try to take her. If I take her and I like it I try to live with her. If I live with her and I like it the chances are I'll marry her. That's as far as I can tell you. Right now, I've taken you, I've liked it, I brought you with me and I'm going to try to live with you. You know what the next step is. If you don't like the arrangement you can move to town and function on your own. If you do like the arrangement you can stay here. If you want to work as a nurse in town, no problem. I'll get you a car. I notice you had your own back there. I'll buy you one and you can drive it to work. I'd suggest though, that you relax a while. There's no need for you to work and there's plenty of interesting things to do out here and people to meet. We can set up a lot of big parties for the weekends. I like big parties. I live a sociable enough life. During the week I'm a hermit a little bit. I keep normal hours. You'll see plenty of me. Maybe so much of me you'll be sick of me."

I ran over to him and threw my arms around him. I leaned into his shoulder and I said, "Oh, Jerry, that's ridiculous. I love you for bringing me out here. I love you for saying what you said and I've going to live with you because I think I love you. If it works I hope we do get married and if it doesn't work I hope we always remain friends."

"Good, Lisa. You've got a good attitude then. Now, let's go eat some supper or would you like a double bourbon on the rocks."

"No thanks. I think I'd like to eat. I'm starved."

"All right. Let's do it."

We went to the dining room which was magnificent, the smaller one though. We ate a supper for two. It was served Chester and Nina, the butler and the maid. Very, very beautifully served, I might add. They were never there when you thought they might be and they were always there when you wanted them.

We had Champagne and a whole bunch of other stuff which was too fascinating as food to describe, but delicious. The meal lasted for an hour and a half. I was exhausted after having eaten it.

Jerry looked at me and said, "You look tired, huh baby? Why don't you go up to your room and I'll see you a little later. I'm going into the library and do about an hour's worth of thought. I'll be up to see you to say good night."

I never knew when to take this man seriously so I smiled at him and went upstairs and into my room. I noticed there were fresh flowers in the room that had appeared there since I was last there. There was also a book shelf added over the bed. On it there were fifteen or twenty different books. Evidently somebody thought I might like to do some reading in my spare time and had done this very quietly and quickly. It had to be either Nina or Chester and I'm sure it was done with Jerry's permission.

Now I settled down into the room. I took off my sweater and slacks and I put on a black silk robe. I turned on the television to see if Texas had television programs and I lay back. It had been a long day, the plane flight, the big meal, the packing, the rushing, the running, and I found the next thing that I was aware of was Jerry Quade sitting on the bed with his arms around me. The television was still going only the night table lamp j was on and he was kissing me on the face. I opened my eyes and he kissed one of them.

He said to me, "Lisa, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, a woman I ain't | likely to ever forget no matter what happens between us."

I reached out for him and pulled him down onto the bed. I scratched my hands over his back. I ached for him and he knew it and he held back. He squeezed my breasts through the satin robe and said, "Your tits feel better through satin than they do by themselves."

I told him I would fuck him with the satin on if it would make him happy.

He said, "You know, I haven't gotten laid that way in a long time."

With that he pushed me back on the bed, just opened the bottom of the robe and inserted his big cock into my pussy. My pussy hungrily reached out for it and grabbed it. As he slid in every inch of it I took it in. I felt it. When it went up to the hilt it felt like it was buried midway up my stomach. I loved every inch of it. I pumped up at him and he pushed back down at me. I squeezed my legs together and wrapped them around his waist. I hadn't had a fuck like this in a long time.

We were really fucking good, rocking up and back on the bed. The first orgasm was only a matter of minutes. It far from exhausted either one of us. We had a lot of energy for each other because we were new to each other and I was very fascinated by Jerry Quade.

We were resting in the aftermath of our first orgasm and Jerry whispered into my ear, "Lisa, I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you in a different way. I want to do something unconventional and exciting, but I want you to like it so I'm going to tell you what I want to do and if you don't want to do it you say so. I want to screw you between your back cheeks. I want to fuck your ass until you cry for mercy."

I rolled over. I looked up at him. I kissed his mouth. I grabbed his cock and squeezed it and I! whispered into his neck, "Fuck me any way you want. I'll take it from you any way I can get it and I'll try to give it back as good as you can."

With that he began to smother me with kisses, my breasts, my nipples, my cunt, my navel, the insides of my thighs, the insides of my back cheeks, he left no area unexplored with his tongue. Then he reached into the night table drawer. He was obviously familiar with this room. He took out a small tube of Vaseline, put some on his finger, dabbed it around at the back of my asshole and stuck his finger up in there with the Vaseline on it.

He whispered into my breasts with his face buried there, "I'm just going to ease the way so it doesn't hurt."

Now he pulled the pillow off the top of the bed. He put it down in the middle. He lifted me up and lay me down on top of the pillow on my stomach. It just lifted my ass up enough. Now he was caressing my body. He parted my legs. He stood on his knees between my legs and began to poke his prick into my asshole.

I felt it pushing its way in slowly. It was a tight squeeze. After all, my ass is not used very frequently for this purpose. He began to shove and push. The Vaseline paved the way. He had it halfway in now. I was beginning to respond now a little bit to his fucking motion in my ass. It started to feel good. He shoved it a little further in and I felt a little pain. The hole was tight. As I said, this was not a frequent occurrence for me.

Now he had it in three quarters of the way. He was trying to pull it out a little bit and shove it in a little further and as he did this I felt like my bum was being stuffed up to the hilt. It was a good feeling and a strange one, but one I liked.

He began to moan as he shoved at my ass with his cock and I groaned back at him.

"Further in, further in, Jerry. Shove it all the way."

And, he did. One good thrust and I felt that cock come right up my middle. Then he pulled it back slowly and rammed it in there. Now he was beginning to stretch my asshole. There was a little bit of pain that I didn't bargain for, but I didn't mind it because it felt good and I was waiting to feel his hot come spurting up into my rectum which I knew would be a good feeling, a feeling like when I was a child and I used to get my ass douched out by my father or mother. There was some excitement in that. I must admit it. Now the memories were coming back, except that big wide wonderful cock felt better than any of those memories from the past.

Now he began to move in and out pretty easily. His juice that began to flow in the beginning plus that Vaseline plus the working out and stretching made me begin to get used to it a little bit. It felt very good. He pulled me up off the pillow and dropped me back again.

As soon as I hit the pillow he rammed his cock in up to the hilt. The excitement was beyond me. It was putting me beside myself. The one thing I wanted was to feel his cock in my cunt again, but the one thing I was getting was a cock up my ass and that felt good too. I tried to screw my body around as much as I could to make it exciting for him. I squeezed my legs together as much as I could to put pressure on his cock. I know it was hard because I felt it much more so than I would have in my cunt. His prick, encased as it was in my asshole, was really being squeezed good.

He was feeling it and the ecstasy of it was driving him to an orgasm that was going to burst out with more pressure than ever before. I tried to ready my body for it, but I couldn't. The feeling of being wide open to someone is never greater than when there is a prick up your ass. It widens your body and there's nothing you can do to reinforce yourself against something. It's like when you get scared and you tighten up, you feel your asshole.

Well, at this moment your asshole can't close because there's that big cock, all twelve inches of it, right in there fucking away. All of a sudden I felt his hot burst of semen. It flowed up into my rectum. It felt good burst after burst. His body was really wracking. I had never felt him jolt like this before. He was turning loose. It was an exciting moment for him. I wanted him to keep it.

I bounced my body up and down as much as I could. I squeezed my legs together and rotated my ass around. I tried to squeeze every drop of come out of his cock. I must have done a pretty good job, because after that he just rolled off of me. He knew that I did not have an orgasm. I came very close to it, but did not quite have an orgasm.

Since I didn't move off that pillow, as soon as he got his sense back, which was around two or three minutes later, he rolled back over in between my legs again and put his tongue to my pussy which was way up in the air now giving him easy access. With his chin leaning on that pillow he stuck his face right between my cheeks and began to kiss my ass and my crotch and my cunt. He sucked on my clitoris and wound his tongue in and around in there.

It got me excited over and over again. He brought me to a fever pitch and my body vibrated and all of a sudden the explosion happened. My loins felt warmth all the way through them as I gave out with my juices. They flowed over his tongue and he tried to lick up as much as he could. I felt a finger of his entering my asshole.

It seemed that I had had enough back there tonight, but he evidently didn't think so. He sucked the juice right out of my cunt and pushed me off the pillow. He then moved the pillow back to where it was and came up alongside of my face and kissed my mouth. He held me in his arms tenderly.

He said, "Lisa, Lisa, this is just the beginning Lisa. We have a long way to go and baby, we're going to go there all the way and it's going to be great. It's going to be great."

We fell asleep in each other's arms. When I awoke in the morning Jerry Quade was gone but the room looked as magnificent as ever.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

NINA DRAWS A BATH

I slept late that morning and when I finally woke up I looked up and saw Nina was sitting in my room across in a chair. Her legs were crossed and she was staring at me. It must have been about noon.

I looked at her and said, "Good morning, Nina."

"Good morning, miss," she replied.

"Can I do anything for you, Nina?"

"No miss, but it is customary when we have a lady guest for me to be here in the morning and take care of any needs you have, breakfast, to wash, to clean up, anything you need or want I will do for you."

"Well, that sounds like a marvelous custom, Nina, except I'd like to wake up in privacy."

"Oh, then miss, from now on I shall not come into your room unless I'm called."

"Yes, that would be good. That does not mean that I will not call you every morning because I probably will. I don't think I could get along without you after a few days, but I would like to have my privacy. You know, in case I'm inclined to do a little more sleeping I don't find it very easy to sleep with somebody staring at me."

"Oh, I have not been here long, miss. I just look in on you and then when you stir I come and sit and wait for you to wake up."

"I like it better my way, Nina," I said. "No offense, I don't want to hurt your feelings, but that's just the way I feel about it."

"Oh, no miss. No problem. I'd be delighted. Just pull the little switch by the bed and I will come running. Do you need me now?"

"Yes, I think I do. I'd like to take a bath. Would you draw it up for me?"

"Of course, miss."

With that the little Mexican girl disappeared into the bathroom. I say little Mexican girl, but she was a woman of about thirty-five, dark haired, full breasted, full hipped, and slightly plump. She was a typical Mexican middle aged female. She had olive skin, beautiful dark eyes, oily black hair, and there was something very sexy about her. I had found that out yesterday.

I wonder if Jerry was aware of her lesbian like tendencies. I wonder if Jerry was aware of my lesbian like tendencies. I hope not, because it seemed to me that that would spoil our relationship. However, since Nina was there and she was convenient it would be foolish for me to turn her down.

Now she came into the room and saw I was wearing a thin, silk robe and offered to help me out of it. I stood up out of the bed and she slipped it off my shoulder. I turned around in front of her and said, "I guess it's time for the bath. Is it ready?"

"Yes, miss, the bath is ready."

"What do you think of my figure, Nina? Does it look good?"

``The madam has a beautiful figure-beautiful. "

"What part of my figure do you like best, Nina," I said as I began to walk toward the bathroom.

"Well, I think your breasts are the most beautiful, Madam, they are truly unusually beautiful, the pinkness of the nipple, the fine shape and form of it, the pendulous movement of them when you walk. You do have superior breasts, miss. "

"How would you describe my cunt, Nina, is that beautiful too or are my breasts more beautiful than my cunt?"

"Well, I haven't seen your vagina close, miss, but from what I can see of it from here it looks very beautiful."

"Why don't you take a closer look and tell me what you think."

With that Nina asked me to sit down on the makeup bench, which I did. I spread my legs wide open and she got down on her knees. She opened my pussy as if to look at it professionally and clinically. The next moment I found myself grabbing her behind the neck and pressing her face deep into my pussy. She started to suck. She was doing a good job. I needed this, I felt like I needed it. It was going to be a good blow job. I could tell by the experienced quick tongue she had. She definitely was not an amateur working into a new habit, she was a full fledged pussy eater and one that was marvelous. She was definitely more exciting at this than Jerry could ever be. Although Jerry tried there was nothing like another woman to understand what a woman craves and this girl would give it to me.

She ran her hands up and down my thighs. Then as she kept her face buried in my pussy between my legs like that she reached up over her head and grabbed my tits with her hand, fondling them gently but firmly, firmly enough so that each time she touched them they quivered. The nipples stood at attention-out-pink from the body. This girl knew what she was doing-she was no amateur.

She ate my pussy out real good and started the orgasm. The minute she felt me coming, she began to manipulate my tits. She squeezed and pinched them a little harder than before, this got me to really blast off. As I came she didn't back away like some people might. She buried her face deeper into my pussy. She drank the juices. She was a true lover of Eros. I felt highly indebted to her. I felt that I wanted to do something for her, but I felt to do that would be insulting to my station, and my station was to be her master.

Now I looked down at her and asked, "Well, what do you think, Nina, which is prettier, my pussy or my breasts?"

"I think, miss, that they are of equal beauty and if you'll pardon my saying so, both are delicious."

I laughed, and we went into the bathroom. Now she had drawn my bath halfway and as I sat down into it she started the hot water going again.

She held a wash cloth on my breasts just as she did the day before. She started to wash my body and cleaned it very well.

She looked down at me and said, "I think you should clean your pussy, miss. I leave a douche bag on the door. When I finish bathing you, it will be a good idea to use it and then you will smell sweet and beautiful for the master tonight."

"Thank you, Nina, how thoughtful of you to think about it."

With this she leaned over the tub and kissed me on the mouth. I loved the taste of her warm soft lips. She held me firmly around the neck when she kissed me. I liked that too. She squeezed my breasts just enough to get me excited again.

Now she reached into the water with the wash cloth and began to rub my pussy up and back. In two minutes I felt myself getting hot again. She leaned across and took one of my breasts into her mouth, sucking the nipple while she manipulated around with her tongue. She did something with two fingers of her hand to my clitoris that got me so excited that I produced joy juice right into the warm water and in a matter of around three minutes I had a tremendous orgasm.

The explosion hit me again. I found this Mexican girl almost as exciting as any man I had met. The only difference was that she was not a man and therefore there were certain disadvantages.

I looked at her and said, "Nina, how long have you been with Master?"

"Five years, miss."

"Good. We must have a long talk someday."

"Yes, miss," she said, and she held up a towel for me.

I stood up from the water and wrapped the towel around my shoulders. I began to dry myself off. She reached out to take the towel and help' me. I said, "No, no more, Nina, because we get excited and we start again."

"Yes, miss."

"You may leave now. I'll call you if I need you."

I douched my pussy with something that was in the medicine chest. I put everything away, went into the bedroom and lay down to take a nap and dream of all the pleasant things that happened to me since I was here. I've been here about twenty four hours and I've done nothing but indulge in sex, drank the most beautiful Champagne and eaten the best food I ever tasted. This really wasn't a bad life, this Waco Texas millionaire thing. I think I could grow to like this, but I also think I'd like to see the town. After a few weeks of this kind of thing I think I would be out of my head.

"Lisa," I thought to myself, "this wasn't a bad trip so far."

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

COOKIN' IT UP

The next day the arrival of the cook was the major event. Chester nearly ran out to greet him as he pulled up in his car. He went into the house and I noticed that he was a black man, tall and very muscular.

That afternoon when Nina helped me dress she said, "Link is back, Madam, you should meet him. Wait till you taste his food, he makes the best food in the world. Link is a great and funny man and has been with Mr. Quade for ten years and I think you'll find him most fascinating."

"How is that, Nina? I haven't heard anybody make such a fuss over a cook. He must be a very fabulous person."

"And that is the way he is, miss. His cooking is known all over Waco, Texas. Everybody knows him. When they come to parties they can't believe the food that is served by Mr. Quade. In addition to it, the ladies find him very attractive. He is probably one of the strongest men in this country."

"My, my, this is interesting! I must go down and see the cook. This is too much of a buildup."

"Well, hell be making supper tonight which he is Working on now. It's something for you to look forward to. His cooking is truly fantastic. You're going to love it, Madam."

"Come, Nina, give me a kiss before you go downstairs and then leave me. I must get dressed." She turned around and held me in her arms and I held her in my arms. One of the great things about holding a girl like Nina was that her breasts and my breasts came together and pushed against each other. It was exciting. I reached behind her and below the waist and grabbed the flanks of ass which was soft. This was the first time I had ever touched her and I was looking forward to touching her more and I knew she knew it, but right now she was very excited because Link had come back. I wonder if Link was screwing her.

She ran out laughing and smiling and told me that she would see me later. I told her to ask Link to make the new mistress of the house something good for lunch and that I was coming down for it.

Five or ten minutes later when I had my clothes on I came downstairs. As I hit the bottom of the stairs I felt like something was staring right through me. I turned around and there was the black man. He was in the small dining room setting up something. He had looked up as I hit the bottom of the stairs and saw me through the doorway.

"Good afternoon, ma'am," he said, "my name is Link. I'm the cook."

"I've heard about you, Mr. Link. My name is Lisa and I'm staying here as a guest of Mr. Quade."

"Yes ma'am. Nina was telling me and she said you wanted something special for lunch. I want you to try this pie that I served for you and see if you like it. If you do I'll be glad to give you more of it. I think it will suit you."

"Thank you very much, Link." I sat down and ate an assorted platter of meat and fish which I don't know what was in it. But everything on that plate was delicious, there were sauces on the side, sauces on top, some things were barbecued, some things were grilled. I don't know how he did it. He was back only a couple of hours and it seemed he had done all kinds of things in the kitchen during that time.

All I know was that I was thrilled, not only by the cooking, but the build on that man was enormous which was very interesting.

Terry came back an hour later and asked me if I wanted to go to town and shop. I said I'd be delighted. He told me he had an extra car for me in town and he wanted me to take it back to allow me to get around. So we jumped in the car together and drove to town in the convertible, with top down and wind flying. It was a beautiful day and I enjoyed myself thoroughly.

When we got to town he showed me some of the stores and showed me his offices. They were beautiful and so were the girls working for him as secretaries. Waco wasn't a big town but it was definitely Jerry Quade's town. He gave me a couple of hundred dollar bills and told me to go and enjoy myself, if I needed more just to tell people that it was charged to Mr. Quade and there would be no problems. He gave me the keys to a brand new Chrysler convertible which was standing outside of his office. He told me that he had borrowed the car and that I could use it as long as I wanted and if I got tired of it he would replace it with something else.

I couldn't believe all this was happening to me. I shopped for three hours and the back of the Chrysler was full. I jumped in and took the road back to the house. It was very simple to get there so I didn't worry about getting lost. I was speeding down the highway about a hundred miles an hour. There wasn't a car in sight or a speed limit sign up.

This is the way to live, I thought to myself, wide open spaces.

I screeched up in front of the house. I noticed that Link was on the porch. He was scraping something with a knife. He looked down at me and said, "Oh, Miss Lisa, can I give you a hand?"

"Yeah, I guess somebody better," I said, "I got all these packages and I don't know how to get them upstairs. I'll take some."

"No, no, ma'am, that is all right. I'll bring them up. You just go on up."

I grabbed some of the smaller ones and left the rest for him. I was in my room in a jiffy. I slipped out of my shirt and was standing there with my bra in front of the mirror and then I forgot that I had asked Link to bring the packages up.

In the next instant I turned around and he was standing at the doorway with a whole pile of packages almost covering his face. Ignoring the fact that I didn't have a shirt on and I was walking around in my bra, I directed Link to put them down on the chair. He had kicked the door closed behind him. He stood and stared at me. I stared back at him.

I said, "What are you looking at, Link?"

"Nothing, ma'am. I'm going to leave now. My pleasure in bringing the stuff up to you."

"Wait a minute, Link. Stand there for a minute." I walked over to him. He looked like some kind of a black god. I always had a fascination for black men but I'd never met one that I could get close to. Now here was Link, good looking, six foot three, muscular arms, a small waist, good body and probably one hell of a man to go to bed with. I wonder what Jerry Quade would think about his girl going to bed with his cook.

I didn't think too much about it because I walked over to him and I put my hand on his belt. He looked startled at first and then he calmed down and just stared at me. I undid his belt and unzipped his fly and let his pants drop. He didn't move. He stood there with his white jockey shorts on and I could see his enormous cock standing under them. I said to him, "Link, I think you dropped something."

"Yes, ma'am, I think you're right. I did drop something. "

I reached inside of his jockey shorts and grabbed hold of his enormous black dong. I pulled it out and stared at it. He stared at me staring at it.

I don't think he could believe what he was seeing before him. I began to play with his cock. It was big and hard and I saw he was very excited. I told him to stand there a moment and I went over to the door and locked it. I immediately went over to the window and closed all the blinds. I looked at him and said, "Now, stud, you and me is going to fuck. I'm going to teach you what it is to fuck a nice northern white girl."

"But ma'am, I could get into a lot of trouble with Mr. Quade, ma'am."

"No, no, you won't get into any trouble with Mr. Quade. You come over here to the bed and sit down."

He sat on the bed. I unbuttoned his top shirt and slipped it off over his powerful sinewy black arms. It came away with no problem. Now he sat there on the edge of the bed with his cock hanging out. As I got down between his knees and began to suck on it and the minute I took it into my mouth, he leaned back on the bed and closed his eyes. His ass gyrated. His rhythm was perfect. He was fucking my mouth. He wasn't just letting me suck him off, he was fucking. He was leaning into it and taking strokes, he was twisting his ass beneath him, he was trying to get as much of his penis into my mouth as he could.

Finally, he reached behind my head with his hands and shoved his cock down my throat. I loved the feeling of that big cock jamming against the back of my throat. I felt it there and I know I couldn't budge it. As I withdrew off it, he pushed my face right back on it. I loved sucking. It was soft and hard at the same time. The texture of the skin was silky smooth. I ran my tongue up and down and I sucked on his balls and had a finger up his ass underneath him. He gyrated on it.

Finally, he pulled me up on top of him. I couldn't help myself. I lifted my skirt up around my waist and pulled my panties off. I sat down right on his dong as he lay there. I gyrated my body all over around it, sitting on his cock like that was very exciting. I raised myself and lowered myself whenever I wanted to or I could twist myself into circles which seemed to drive him crazy. The minute I started to rotate like that his head went back and he began to really throb.

Now I felt his hot sperm coming and shooting up into my cunt. I was having an orgasm at the same time. I rotated and jumped around as much as I could. And then I flung my legs over his and between them. I laid down front across his body and went for his mouth. I kissed him and bit his lips and I kept fucking on top of him. I had my legs closed and his cock was captured in there. I know he had to come once but I was trying to keep it stiff so that we could do it again without stopping, and we did. We fucked like crazy.

I was on top of him again fucking away. I felt his juices flowing after a short time and the two of us blew it together. We came, he gave out a short yelp. His yelp made me so excited that I couldn't help but kiss his mouth again and bite his lip. I brought blood to his lip. I just couldn't help myself. I couldn't control it, passion was built up too high in me. There was no helping myself.

After this orgasm, he shoved me over on my back and jumped between my legs. He spread them wide and stuck that big black dong in there right up in my cunt hole. I felt my pussy stretching to meet his cock as he filled my pussy with it. He rammed it in real hard but true and slowly. Each time he rammed it in he said, "There you are, northern white girl, there you are, northern white girl, a little black cock for a big northern white girl." And he shoved it in there and screwed around good.

I bounced off the bed to meet his screw but when his big cock was pressed in real deep there was no bouncing I could do for it was like being nailed to the bed by something through my cunt. I kept on banging up and down on him and finally we began again together.

This time he leaned down with his beautiful white teeth and he bit into the nipple of my tit. There was a little pain but a lot of joy with it. I must say that the joy took over, there was a lot more joy than pain.

Now as he stood up he was slightly embarrassed. He felt awkward standing there black and naked before me. "Please, ma'am, don't tell Mr. Quade. If you tell Mr. Quade I'd be hung from the nearest pole."

"Don't worry about it, Link. I won't tell anybody. Just keep your mouth shut real good and don't you try anything or say anything until I tell you. And if I tell you then we can mess around. If I don't tell you anything you stay away from me and don't act familiar with me and nobody will know and well have no problems. Maybe occasionally we can get together and have some fun, and that's all that it is about, just having some fun. Now you behave yourself and go downstairs and cook that good dinner you talked about and pretend that I don't even know you tonight. And Link...."

"Yes, ma'am," he said as he jumped into his pants, zipped up his fly and grabbed his shirt and put it on. "I'll make sure that dinner's good." He laughed and went out.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

MISTRESS OF THE HOUSE

When Jerry Quade came home that night we sat down to eat a good dinner, and a magnificent dinner it was. Even Jerry remarked as we sat and ate that Link had outdone himself, he had never tasted anything as good. He didn't think it was possible for anybody to cook better than Link could cook and tonight he had really outdone himself. So in the middle of the meal he had Nina bring Link out. And when Link came out he said, "Link, your cooking is not only good, it's superb! Have you met my new girl, Lisa?"

"Yes sir, I met Miss Lisa this afternoon, sir. I took her baggage upstairs when she came back from shopping."

"Very good, Link. See that you do anything she says. She is just like a mistress of the house now."

"Yes sir, yes sir."

Link went back into the kitchen. Little did' Jerry know what he had said. Little did Jerry know that Link had done everything that I had told him to. He was a very obedient servant indeed, and a very fine stud.

As it turned out as the weeks went by, our relationship was very good. When Jerry was gone for a week or three days or so for a trip out of town, I had Nina and Link. I also found out that Chester could dish out too. There was more screwing around going on in that Texan mansion than any place else. More than in New York, even.

Once when Jerry was out of town on some business, I decided that I needed a little action.

I was somewhat reluctant to drive into the nearest town to scout out new territory and I felt that I had sufficient to choose from those on the premises.

Now for the decision. Which of the servants did I feel like today? Link? No, I was not in the mood for Link's ultra-politeness. Nina? No, she was too highly strung. Chester? Not bad, but a little dull.

Then an idea struck me. Why not have all four?. They were each fairly good in their own way, but nothing spectacular individually. But together, they might really be something.

I summoned the three of them to the dinner table at lunch time.

"Link, Nina and Chester, I have something very important that I want to show you in my bedroom this afternoon. Could you please all be sure to be there at three o'clock promptly."

They all nodded their heads in assent and Link murmured a "yes, ma'am."

After lunch, I went up to my room to rest in anticipation of and preparation for the afternoon's activities. I didn't go to sleep. I just lay there on the bed in a sheer negligee, thinking of my life to date.

It had really been a good life, give or take a few knocks here and there. And, generally speaking, I had a fairly sound and healthy outlook on life. Sex-as often and as good as you could get it.

My present abode was really groovy. I was living the life of luxury with no commitments whatsoever, and as much sex as I wanted and needed.

Before I knew it, there was a knock at my door. It was Nina.

"Is it three o'clock already," I asked her.

"No, ma'am," she replied. "It's two thirty. I just wondered if there was anything you'd like me to do before the others arrive. "

"In what way," I asked.

"Well, I did clean your room thoroughly this morning, but if there's anything extra you'd like me to do "

"That's very sweet of you, Nina," I said. "But you did an excellent job this morning. Nothing further needs doing. Just take a seat and relax until the others come."

"Thank you, ma'am," she said and sat herself down on a chair.

A few minutes of silence passed. Neither of us had very much to say to each other. The only thing we had in common really, was that we both enjoyed sex.

The silence was interrupted by Nina's soft voice. "You really are very beautiful, ma'am, if you don't mind my saying so."

"Not at all, Nina," I replied. "Thank you." Just then, there was another knock at the door. It was Chester.

"Afternoon, ma'am. Hope I'm not too early," he said, smiling cheerfully.

"No, you're not. Nina beat you to it."

He really was a cheerful soul and we spent the next few minutes laughing and joking at his little stories.

Finally, the third knock at the door was heard and in walked Link. He seemed a little surprised and even upset to see that the other two had beaten him to it as far as punctuality was concerned. But he looked at his watch and when I reassuringly told him that he was not late, but rather, exactly on time, he smiled and greeted us all.

I decided not to waste any time with small talk. The three of them were here in my room for one reason and one reason only, and after it was over, they would have to return to their more humdrum duties about the house.

"I have brought you here together for special reason," I began. They all looked at me with obvious interest. "You are all very obedient servants," I continued, "and I know that you will do whatever I ask of you."

They nodded in agreement.

"Very well, then," I said. "I must tell you that I enjoy each of your attentions so greatly that I had difficulty in choosing which of you I would require this afternoon, so I decided to summon you all and have each of you do something for me."

They seemed a little taken aback at my forthrightness and perhaps at the unorthodoxy of the suggestion, but none protested.

"You may all undress me," I continued, "and then this is what I want. Link, you are to give me your cock in my mouth; Nina, I want you to concentrate on my breasts. Give them the best workout they've ever had. And you, Chester ... I want you to fuck me in the cunt until I scream, and then some."

They were all growing visibly excited now. But Link was the practical one.

"That sounds delightful, Ma'am," he said, "but how exactly will we position ourselves to achieve what you desire?"

"Why, that's simple, Link," I said. "I will kneel on all fours, you will kneel in front of me, Chester will do me from behind, and Nina will lie on her back and have easy access to my breasts."

"Most ingenious, Ma'am" Nina said, really amazed at how I had worked the whole thing out.

"Okay," I said, "enough talking. Let's get down to the nitty-gritty."

The three of them got up from the chairs they had been sitting on and came over to the double bed on which I had been lying. All three of them began removing different articles of my scant clothing, and when I was completely naked and waiting, Link and Chester both removed their pants and undershorts.

Chester's prick was already half hard, and I saw that it wouldn't require any working on to get it bone stiff and ready for penetration into my hungry hole.

Link's, on the other hand, was still pretty soft, but I knew that as soon as my talented lips wrapped themselves around it, it would grow to its full, immense size.

Nina didn't have to remove any of her clothing as she was not to be on the receiving end this time.

They were ready ... willing and very, very able.

"Nina," I said, turning over and positioning myself for what I was about to receive, "you first. I need a little warming up."

Nina climbed onto the bed and lay on her back at right angles to my body. She wormed her way backward until her face was under my chest with one of my pendulous breasts just one inch away from her eager mouth. She opened her jaws, raised her chin just a fraction and took my large, pink nipple into her hungry mouth.

Nina had a sucking technique that I think is unsurpassed by any of my other lovers. She did things with that tongue of hers that I wouldn't have believed possible. I can't describe them as I don't really know exactly what it is she does. All I know is that she gets results. Boy, and how!

Within an instant, the nipple that she was working on was as hard as a rock and as erect as the teat on a baby's bottle. So then she moved on to spread her wonders. She didn't move her body except for her head, but even then, it was her tongue that did most of the moving. She proceeded to lick and kiss and tongue and suck every inch of my stomach and chest.

I was hot and ready for some more action now.

"Okay, Link," I said, "you can start doing your thing."

Link got onto the bed and walked towards me on his knees with his now semi-erect prick in hand. My mouth was open and ready for it, but because my eyes were shut from the ecstasy that Nina was arousing within me, he had to do all the guiding.

Then I felt the soft, smooth pole gliding into my mouth. I closed my lips around it and started sucking at it for all I was worth.

Link had his hands on either side of my head and was gently pumping his cock into my mouth. I was really enjoying this.

I waved my hand around, indicating that I was ready for Chester. The next thing I felt were two large hands spreading my ass cheeks and a gigantic staff penetrating my cuntlips.

Chester eased his prick into my lovehole slowly, yet firmly. He would insert about an inch and then withdraw all but the very tip of his cock. Then he'd repeat the action, penetrating one inch deeper. Finally, he was in me up to the hilt.

I felt a finger beginning to toy with my clitoris. I wasn't sure if it belonged to Nina or to Chester, but whoever was manipulating my clit, certainly knew what he or she was doing.

This was the ultimate in fucking. Every inch of my body was being worked on and worked over.

The finger must have belonged to Nina, for I now felt Chester's two hands running up and down my legs. It felt fantastic, especially when he reached the back of my knees.

Link had removed his hands from the sides of my head and was now leaning over me and massaging my buttocks, inserting a finger into my asshole every now and again. At the same time he was kissing and licking my back.

And all this while, Nina was working her magic tongue all over my breasts and stomach.

I didn't have to do a thing except lie there and enjoy it. Oh, of course I gave Chester a bit of pumping action and I did a good blow job on Link, but that wasn't too much effort and in actuality, I was entirely on the receiving end.

I knew I couldn't last too long at this rate . I was really far too excited. But I wanted to prolong the joy of it all for as long as I could. So I refused to let my mind linger on what was being done to me, and instead I turned it to completely unrelated subjects.

I thought about things like scenery and nature and music and art. But in each case, for some mysterious reason, somehow my mind would switch to sex.

I knew I couldn't delay it any longer.

"Are you ready," I screamed. "I'm gonna come!"

My love juices let loose and started flowing down over Chester's manhood. It was one of the most violent orgasms I had ever experienced.

None of the others had come yet, but my climax must have acted as a catalyst, for the next thing I knew everyone was coming.

First of all Link dropped his load. Long, forceful spurts of white, creamy come poured into my mouth and down my throat. I swallowed it all eagerly and then licked up the remains.

Next, Chester began pumping wildly into my pussy and with each plunge, he shot a stream of semen deep into my body.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Nina reach down, pull up her skirt and push her hand into her panties and up her cunt. She was finishing herself off.

They all withdrew, got off the bed, straightened themselves up, then looked at me for any further instructions.

"Okay, staff," I said, "You performed well. You are now dismissed."

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

THE MASTER RETURNS

After six months I had managed to hire another girl in the house as a downstairs maid. Since there was only one floor in the house, Nina and this girl were constantly fighting about which section was theirs to take care of. But that didn't really matter because one or the other was always so busy in my bedroom and there was never more work that the two of them could cope with. I found an occasional moment to make it with Link.

I found that when Jerry was out of town I could drive into town and have a little fun.

During the seventh month one night, Jerry came to me in my bedroom. He said, "Lisa, I decided, honey-we're going to get married."

"Really?"

"Yes, you are the perfect wife for me."

"But Jerry how can you be sure, we've only known each other for six months."

"1 once told you that when I lived with a woman I could tell, and let's get one thing straight," he said, "I know you fucked and sucked with Link, I know you play around with Nina, I know Chester jumped on you once or twice and I know you've been downtown a coupla times playing around-"

"Wait a minute Link-" I began protesting. "No, baby, no-don't give me any of your bullshit. I'D tell you this much though, I've never met a woman yet who wouldn't want to play around extra on a man and I've never met a man yet who wouldn't want to play extra on a woman. So what I'm saying to you is that I don't mind as long as you're there when I want you and you do what I tell you. Someday your going to get tired of all that extra activity and I'm patient enough man to wait for that day. In six more months the end of this year we're going to get married and I'm going to live here and after that you keep your playing real discriminate-I don't want nobody knowing what you're doing."

I looked at him and I said, "Why are you always expressing yourself in that slang language-both of us are educated people."

"Listen, honey, the people down here don't understand that kind of talk and I talk the talk to you down here, understand-because that's how my clients talk. I don't want you getting uppity-as a matter-of-fact-you've been getting uppity lately. I'll tell you what I want you to do-you lie down on that bed."

And I always do what he said. I lay down on the bed.

"Take off all your clothes."

I began to strip my clothes from my body. He sat in the chair and watched me. I noticed that he was undressing too. Finally he was completely naked and so was I.

"Now stretch your body across the bed and let your head hang over to one side on your back." I lay on my back and let my head hang down. My ankles touched the other side of the bed.

"I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I'm going to walk up on you and I'm going to put my cock between your tits on this side and then I'm going to put my asshole right over your mouth. When I do that, force your tits together to hold my cock and give me a french job. And while you're frenching me, I want you to suck my ass out and while you do that I may give you a little thrill." This was a new one. I had never been involved in this one before but it sounded exciting and anything that sounded sexually exciting was for me. I saw everything upside down since my head was hanging over the edge of the bed. I was on my back and I could see him approaching and I could see his cock upside down coming near me. As his cock went over my face I licked the balls as they went by, but that didn't stop him.

He was standing with his knees facing into my shoulders, he had inserted his penis between my breasts and now I held my breasts on top and around the sides of his penis and he began to move slowly up and back in there.

"You got the softest tits, baby, and that's why I'll never let you go."

His ass was right over my face and so was his crotch. I reached up with my hands and parted his ass. I could see him bum hole. I stuck my tongue in there immediately. As I did he gave a quick thrust forward into my tits. The softness of my breasts were giving way to his cock that was hard and long. Now he leaned forward a little bit as he jerked himself off between my two breasts and he stuck a finger into my pussy. With the same hand he stuck a finger up my asshole.

Now he had the two fingers-his thumb was on my cunt, his index finger was on my asshole and he was squeezing them together. This was another new sensation. I was really hot now. I began to vibrate a little bit and he felt it. So he twinged round a little more.

Now I tried to stick my tongue all the way up his asshole as best I could, but I had to be careful because I didn't want to pull too hard on him otherwise his cock would fall from between my breasts. He moved his cock up and back gently between my tits and I rubbed them up and back. The friction was rather painless because the friction must have felt like velvet gloves as my tits were so soft.

"The warmth of your tits is unbelievable, Lisa," he said, "That's why I love you, and that's why 111 always love you."

Now his fingers were really busy up my cunt and ass. He reached down and squeezed one of my tits as I squeezed them hard over his cock. I felt his prick begin to vibrate a little bit. It felt as though he was ready to come. I know I was ready to come. I kept sucking and licking at the cheeks of his ass and every third or fourth lick I'd stick my tongue right into his rectum and he felt it good because every time I did that he went slower with his cock between my tits.

Now he was really beginning to move. He started to jump up and back. The pitch was getting faster and quicker. I felt that he was getting ready to shoot his balls off. Just as he got ready to come, I picked him up and grabbed his cock in my mouth-it was an awkward position because I felt like his cock was going to go down my throat.

He leaned over my body and fell down on my pussy with his face and started to suck on my cunt. In this position he was perfect, because we were now in that great position-sixty-nine.

The only thing was that I was choking from having my head back over the edge of the bed with his cock down my throat upside down.

He was really coming now. The spurts of hot come were falling over the sides of my mouth.

I couldn't move in this position since the entire weight of his little body was on top of my face, his cock in my mouth and my finger up his ass and jiggling it around.

He had a finger in my ass and his tongue was in my cunt. We licked and sucked each other and played that sixty-nine out for three loads worth. I swallowed every drop of it and found myself choking after the third time.

He rolled off me and pulled me on to the bed and kissed my lips and told me that he loved me.

He caressed my tits and my ass and my thighs, all the time telling me endearments and whispering the good words I wanted to hear in my ears.

I was ready to have him in my cunt now. I wanted to feel his cock ramming against the insides of my box. While he was busy chatting and petting me, I was busy being turned on for more balling.

I reached down and grabbed at his soft cock, trying to get it hard again, and not being sure that I could, I brought my head down to it, and clasped my mouth around him, sucking and blowing gently until I felt it swell.

Then I sucked harder, and shoved it deeper into my throat as it got harder, until the only soft part of his love shaft was the vein that runs underneath it.

Then I pulled myself off and brought my body on top of his, placing his now hard cock at the lips of my cunt. I wanted to slam down on him and feel his rock hard cock burrowing into my tender cunt.

He responded, placing his hands on my hips he pulled me down all the way onto his cock. He held me there and we both felt the hot liquids running down from my cunt. I was so wet and hot with passion, I thought I'd come again before we even started to really fuck.

Jerry sensed this. He was in control. His hands held me tightly at the hips and he gently eased my body up and down on his prick.

I contracted my cunt muscles and held on tight to his cock. For fun, I'd try to push him out, and he'd feel it and ram harder into me. We chatted and let each other know what we were feeling. He'd tell me it felt good, and I'd agree. Sometimes it sounded like ego building, but with Jerry I knew it was all true. He did special things for my body, and I felt as though he should be the one to know about it.

We fucked, gently for about ten minutes. Mostly just talking to each other and enjoying the ultimate physical contact you can have with someone else.

Then Jerry wanted to come. He wanted me to come as only he could make me. His hands came up to my shoulders and he rolled me over onto the bed next to him.

His hands were petting me and his lips were kissing my body from the neck to the toes.

As he brought his mouth down to my feet, his hand went up into my cunt to keep me hot. His tongue gently slid around each toe, and I can't remember a more unusual feeling. It wasn't ticklish, but it was just as gentle as a feather being run down my back.

He kissed my toes for what seemed like hours, until he felt my body writhing on the bed, hot and anxious for his.

He came up on top of me again, and gently laid his body across mine. He slid his cock into my hole and started to fuck me gently, our bodies were moving slow, and his cock was moving in time to the rhythm.

Then he pulled my legs apart and placed my ankles on his shoulders.

His cock was stiff and hard and fucking wildly at me now. I wanted to please him more than come myself right now, but he knew how I liked to be fucked and he fucked away.

His cock was ramming into my cunt, burrowing deeper into me with each stroke. I felt my orgasm coming on and I wanted to hold it off for a while.

I liked to have him fuck me. I liked almost everything about him. His body, his ways, his gestures ... they all turned me on. And I liked the way his body responded to me.

Now he was fucking me the way he did just before his orgasms. He reached his hands down and held tightly onto my ass cheeks, his fingers pressing deeply into my flesh, tightening the contact of our bodies.

He thrust hard at my cunt now, jamming me and rolling his hips slightly to be sure he hit at all the nerves in my cunt.

I was ready to come, and I grabbed at his back and pulled at his flesh as my orgasm began. The rushes flashed through my body and I collapsed underneath him in sexual exhaustion.

He fucked me until he came and I felt his penis dropping a hot, heavy load into me.

He put his arms around me and I thought about us, and how we'd make it if we stuck together. Anyway, I decided that Jerry Quade was for me and the fringe benefits that went with him were for me. I was in love at last.

THE END
Hungry For It ....(75k)    by R. W. Derr




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