Message-ID: <17337eli$9811191909@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/17337.txt> From: lynduke@aol.com (LynDuke) Subject: Lynduke: Enema Nurse Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <19981107203830.03426.00000808@ng136.aol.com> Enema Nurse My wife dropped me off at the hospital for some tests, and went to park the car. I was a bit leary. As I had never had anything but bad experiences with medical people. I walked in and went into the admissions office. It was very dim. As if lightbulbs had not been replaced by the janitor in awhile. The cheery little nurse was a cute thing. About 49 or 50. Couldnt have been more than 5 feet tall. Shoulder length dark hair that curled under in a page boy, wavy. Bright red lips. A pretty mouth. Gosh I wish I could just come here to have her put that pretty mouth on me instead of getting tortured with exams. She had the most beautiful, expressive brown eyes. I wanted to hold her in my arms, have her shut her eyes, and kiss each lid over and over. Her lashes were super long, and real. Her eyes darted here and there, watching patients. I could see she was a smart gal. I tried to imagine her as a child and wondered if she was the kind that was always into mischief. Her uniform was neat, but not clinical. She didnt have a nurses cap. In fact her uniform was pink, and the top had little flowers on the pockets. She took out a stethoscope and checked my blood pressure. Looking at her watch she checked my pulse. I started to get errect. Her every move and spoken word fascinated me. I began to think she thought the same thing about me. Her hands were tiny, with short stubby fingers. And short, short fingernails.I tried to imagine how she would be able to finger fuck my ass with such short fingers. She smiled as I thought this. It was a little unnerving, as I began to wonder if she had read my mind! I was undoubtedly feeling more and more nervous about being in a medical facility. She sat back down across her desk from me and asked me all sorts of health questions, including why I was here. "Oh-oh, I forgot to check your temperature. You say you havent been on any antibiotics in the last 30 days." I took a sip of the hot coffee I got in the patients lounge on the way in here. " I cant check it with you drinking that hot coffee." She seemed to leer at me as if she had the upper hand. Or did I imagine that? She turned and locked her office door.She ordered me to remove my jeans and sit on the couch. In a moment she came back with a thermometer and ordered me to stand up and lower my underpants. I froze with embarrassment, and my cock was standing straight up. I did as I was told, like I was on automatic pilot. It never occured to me to say no. She plopped down on the couch and patted her lap. "Come on, lie down now. We have lots to do. Be a good patient." Then I knew what was happening. Feeling like a small boy, I removed my shorts and lay down with my butt right under her chin. I looked around to see her shaking down a rectal thermometer and lubricating it with KY. "On hands and knees please." She said as she reached under and felt my penis and balls. "My, youve got a nice healthy errection. I'll note that in your medical record today. Now lie down honey." She was making me feel protected and secure. I lay down in her lap again. And soon felt her stubby little fingers digging in my ass trying to find my rectum. Then I felt the icy cold tip of the glass tube sliding into my bottom. I felt I would shoot any minute, so I tried to think about something else. She lay her warm hand across my buttocks and held the thermometer in place firmly. Something I hadnt had done to me in years. She hummed a little tune, very low.Again reminding me of all the times as a sick boy I had had my temperature taken across my mothers lap. How I wanted to move a certain way, and get an orgasm while I lay here. She pulled out and read the thermometer, and said my temp was normal. "Hmmmmm, it says here you are to have a thorough cleansing enema before your stomach xray and proctoscope exam. Those are usually done up in X-ray. But--- I think I can take care of you right here. Turn on your side and draw your knees up to your chest. I'll be right back." Soon, she returned with a red enema bag, and gently inserted it up my ass, with a long nozzel.I felt like I had been speared and was being prepared to be roasted over a fire like a suckling pig.She fucked me with it for a moment, going in and out a number of times. I couldnt stop a moan from escaping my throat. "Does that feel good? Like it?"She said in baby talk. Strange questions for her to be asking, but I answered her honestly. "Yes!" "Try to relax dear so the water flows into you." This took about 20 minutes. She massaged my stomach to help me take in more solution. Occasionally, she would dip down to my penis and stroke it. I got so hard a drop of fluid formed on the top. I grabbed the base to prevent spurting. But she saw me, and put a towel over me, telling me "go ahead and cum then you'll relax for this enema and exams." Next she put KY on her hand and masturbated me. It took about a minute of stroking to finish me off. "Now hon, the bag is empty, go to my toilet and get rid of the enema solution. Then youre free to go to the lab for some other tests. I sat on the toilet for half an hour getting rid of the enema. She came with a moist towelette and wiped and washed my behind, and dried me off. Then dressed. She gave me my admission papers and sent me on my way. As I left she had the same pretty smile. "Be sure to stop here and see me personally when your testing is done and I'll have your billing information for you."<smile> I wondered if she had some other treat in store for me.(?) -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>