Magdalena, Chapter 4

by Jackie

Rebecca Sullivan, the elementary school's nurse, was always in her office until five. That's when the extra curricular sports usually finished. She needed to be available in case one of the budding athletes got hurt. The firm rap on her door at three-twenty was unexpected. It was rare for anybody to be looking for her services after two o'clock. Student's who wanted or needed to get out of class generally did it by noon or not much after. The track and field teams hadn't had time to change yet and get outside so a sports injury wasn't likely the reason for the knock. "Come in" Becky responded. She didn't recognize the senior elementary pupil who stood in her doorway but couldn't fail to appreciate the pretty face and blonde curls. 'Next year she'll be breaking hearts in high school' the school nurse thought as she appraised the twelve year old's emerging figure in the light summery frock. Meg just stood there. Her plan was to go and see the nurse to find out if there was someway to circumvent the undesirable consequences of her other medical options. She hadn't given much thought as to how she was going to start the ball rolling so now she was stuck.

Nurse Sullivan recognized the nervous apprehension of a student with a personal and quite possibly embarrassing problem. It wasn't the first time she'd seen this particular reaction. Rising from her chair she put her hand on the girl's shoulder and in her best bedside voice said "Come on in honey and let's close the door." Becky applied a little forward encouragement to the preteen's shoulder and got her moving. When she had closed the door she automatically flipped the latch. The nurse again employed her most soothing compassionate tone and offered her patient a seat, while she resumed her position at her desk. The nervous student sat in the vinyl chair beside the desk wringing her hands in her lap. "How can I help you dear?" miz Sullivan attempted to crack the communication barrier.

Magdalena cleared her throat a couple of times trying to figure out how to start. "I have this uh, problem uh ... when I um ... like when I pee" the cute little blonde was studying her own twisting hands as she spoke.

"What kind of problem?" Becky asked, already convinced that the situation was beyond her scope.

"Well it kinda ... uh, like hurts ... uh sorta burns..." the preteen struggled to get the words out.

"There's a couple of things that it might be sweetie ... you need to get your mom to make an appointment with your doctor to have it checked out" nurse Sullivan counseled unhelpfully. "Do you have any idea what might have caused it?" For the nervous preteen the question seemed to resonate around the small office. This is exactly where she didn't want to go.

"Ugh ... ugh ... I don't know but couldn't you just ... you know take a look ... and um see if it's anything uh, serious?" Rebecca Sullivan was a 'died in the wool' lesbian. The cute little preteen girl sitting beside her desk was practically begging her to look at her pussy. Becky's head started to spin. Fooling around on company time was very dangerous. 'She's not going to squeal' the diminutive redhead rationalized 'she's asking me to do it.'

"I can take a look honey ... but even if I can figure out what it is you'll probably still need to see a doctor to get it treated." The school nurse almost cursed herself for being so honest. 'What are you tryin' to do Beck ... talk her out of it ... what's wrong with you?' It wasn't an outcome that Meg wasn't aware of. She knew the school nurse was a long shot but it was the only face-saving option she had been able to come up with. She really felt she had to see this through. 'If it doesn't work I won't be any worse off' the senior student concluded, 'and maybe I'll get lucky and it'll be something simple that ya can treat with over the counter stuff.'

For the first time since she'd entered the office the girl with the blonde curls raised her head and looked her caregiver in the eye; "Please" the distressed youngster begged. 'OK that's it!' Becky conceded 'I tried to talk her out of it ... but if she's determined to have somebody check-out her cookie she's come to the right place.' The school nurse could already feel the tension building in her pelvis. She felt the round gumball sized nipples rising on her tiny breasts. The puckering areolas were tingling when she agreed. 'Might as well go all the way' nurse Sullivan decided

"Take your dress off ... and ... your panties too of course" the woman in the white medical coat instructed. Just speaking the words sent a thrill to her tumescent clit. There was neither room nor facility to observe standard modesty protocols even if Nurse Sullivan had wanted to; and she didn't. She got an extra charge out of the unveiling of the beautiful adolescent form as the light dress ascended over the curly hair and off. Meg stood looking confused and holding her dress in front of her until Becky took it and hung it on the hook on the back of the door. The girl naturally put her hands over her developing bust in a futile attempt at modesty. Rebecca was just slightly ashamed of herself for making the youngster strip completely. There was of course not reason the dress needed to come off but that's where the 'all the way' part came in.

"Now your underwear" the nurse prompted. The girl obediently moved her hands from their chest shielding location and grasped the sides of the white cotton briefs that were now her only attire. Becky noticed with just a smidgeon of regret that the twelve year old's boobs were already bigger than hers and probably able to nicely fill an "A" cup. The firm little cones weren't big enough to jiggle at all during the panty removal process, but miz Sullivan did observe that the plump purplish caps atop the pert cones were steadily becoming less puffy and the center had begun to stick out noticeably. This time the girl didn't hesitate; she immediately extended her arm, handing her underpants to the nurse. 'I wonder if she's cold or turned on' Becky considered as she accepted the last of the preteen's clothing. The lesbian nurse certainly knew where her own arousal meter was headed.

Taking her patient's elbow she guided the naked girl over to the examination table. She helped her step on the rubber covered riser to get her butt high enough to sit on the paper covered vinyl pad. Nurse Sullivan could feel her pussy practically percolating as the moment of truth approached. The little exam table in the couple years she had used it never required the use of the stirrups but had been stored in the compartment underneath. She got them out and slid them into position in the brackets. She slid the stirrups into position and smiled to herself ; she'd fantasized using these attachments ever since she'd become a school nurse, but never thought her fantasy would become reality. "I bet you've never really seen these before" Nurse Sullivan speculated looking into her patient's wide blue anxious eyes. The girl shook her head staring at the diabolical looking contraptions. "What I'm gonna have you do is lay back for me, and then I'm going to help you put your feet in these metal brackets; they're called stirrups. That'll let me get really close to your..." Becky cleared her throat 'cause she almost said pussy, " ... vulva so I can see what's going on down there. The stirrups will help you keep your legs up so you can open up nice and wide for me." Explaining the process had the effect of turning her arousal thermostat to very near max.

Magdalena had been so worried about her condition and how she was going to deal with it when she'd arrived at the nurse's office that there was no room for her mind to actually play out what was going to happen. The breeze that collapsed the house of cards came when her health care provider had instructed her to get undressed. Giving out brief flashes of her panty clad pussy gave her a sexual charge. Here she was completely naked in front of this woman, who for all practical purposes was a stranger. There was no denying that she was getting horny. When miz Sullivan explained what she was going to do it was all Meg could do not to moan.

"OK sweetheart lie back for me now and just try to relax" the girl lowered herself onto the crunchy cold paper. When she felt the nurse lift each leg in turn and set her heels into the cloth covered metal brackets she was quite sure she had never been so exposed in her life and it gave her a huge thrill. The only thing comparable she could think of was the sight that greeted her when she'd popped up in front of her Aunt Tammy sitting on the dock at Frank and Terry's place. The eroticism of that encounter made the prone preteen shiver.

Rebecca was doing her level best to be professional but worried about how long she'd be able to continue. The pubescent vulva split magnificently revealing the virginal inner pinkness. The golden hair that framed the sensual crease was so fine and light that you had to look closely to see it at all. Looking closely was exactly what Becky was doing. Inhaling the fragrance that wafted only a foot or so from her nose she detected the slight odor that might indicate infection. Her eye followed the natural contours down to the perineum where the labia seamlessly transitioned into the round hemispheres of the preteen's buttocks. Between the firm round cheeks Nurse Sullivan took note of the healthy looking pink anus. The rumbling in her pelvis had become quite focused now; the tremors all centered directly inside her achy pussy.

"I'm going to have to touch you to get a better look" Becky informed her patient and followed the recommended procedure of touching the girl well up her vertical thigh with the back of her hand before moving down to the obviously engorged labia. "I'm going to spread you open now sweetie ... it's not gonna hurt". That was the understatement of Magdalena's young life. The rocket of pleasure that spawned from the nurse's fingers separating her delicate tissues made the prone student groan loudly. Rebecca was enthralled to see the stringers of pussy juice stretched between the inner lips as pulled them apart. If there had been any doubt about the youngster's state of arousal it was definitively answered by the shiny clear threads.

Rededicating herself to the job at hand the white coated woman surveyed the problematic vulva with a trained and experienced eye. The red inflammation around the girl's urethra was very evident. "Honey it looks like you have a urinary tract infection" Becky announced trying to keep her voice even.

"What ... what can you do ... uh, to fix it" Meg implored of her one and only hope.

"I don't think I can sweetie" the nurse said wishing it weren't so. "It depends on how far it's progressed. If it's just your urethra sometimes a cream will clear it up; but if it's worked its way up into your bladder you'll need antibiotics that I can't get."

"How can you tell ... I mean how far it's gone?" the girl persisted unwilling to give up hope. 'Jesus, is this a test?' Becky's mind rebelled 'I'm a school nurse ... this is just a bit outside the scope of my job description and it might as well be brain surgery.' Brain surgery wouldn't be this erotic. Brain surgery wouldn't have her salivating between a twelve year old's legs and squirming on her examination stool trying to keep her pussy content.

"Well if we took a sterile urine sample and had it analyzed that would pretty much confirm it one way or the other."

"Can you do that ... can you take the sample" In theory the answer was no. An elementary school health room had no use for Foley catheters. The fact was that Becky did have the necessary equipment in the supply cupboard. Ya see the thirty something redhead had discovered a recreational use for the essential piece of medical equipment. She had developed a masturbation technique using the little balloon and tube device that generated explosive orgasms.

'How did I get myself into this?' Becky puzzled. 'I should have told her to go and talk to her mother ... get an appointment with her family doctor, and left it at that. Now everything I say just gets me in deeper'. The thought of catheterizing the youngster was exciting, so the school nurse began to rationalize. 'Where's the harm? I'm a professional ... I know how to perform the procedure and it's a logical step in diagnosing her problem ... and judging by the appearance of her very wet and engorged pussy she's gonna have one humongous orgasm' without much more stimulation. Becky had to suppress a nervous giggle having made her decision to proceed.

"OK honey I'll do it" she informed her patient and went over to the counter beside the sink. Opening the first drawer she donned a pair of latex examination gloves. It was one thing exploring the girl's exterior genitals without them but the more invasive procedure made it only prudent to take standard precautions. From a second drawer she retrieved a tube of medicated cream and a tube of K-Y jelly. The final drawer produced the sealed plastic bag containing the latex Foley catheter. The last drawer also contained the essential 20 cc syringe.

Meg lay staring at the tiled ceiling as miz Sullivan prepared the equipment and supplies. Her pussy was wet and felt pretty cold now that it was exposed to the freely moving air of the nurse's office. She didn't really know what to expect but she had convinced herself that this was her best chance and there was no backing down now. She heard the nurse warm some water in the small microwave on the counter. Then the nurse was back between her thighs, spreading her lips again. Rebecca put a tiny amount of the triple antibiotic cream on the tip of her finger and carefully worked it into the inflamed looking urethral opening to help reduce the redness and also help lubricate the catheter. Nurse Sullivan snapped open the catheter bag and applied a thick coat of lubricant to the end and down the trailing tubing of the somewhat oversized tube as this was a larger size and really meant for adults and not the pediatric version which are much slimmer. Rebecca was fully aware of what the effects of the larger tube would be for the young girl ... and smiled to herself. "Meg I am going to insert the catheter now" she announced again brushing her left hand on her patient's thigh before using two fingers to separate the girl's pretty pink wings. The woman in the white coat seated on the examination stool was happy to see the vaginal fluids still very evident. Carefully she wiggled the end of the catheter device against the preteen's urethral opening. When she felt it begin to penetrate the small opening she applied firm pressure to slide the tubing upward toward the pubescent bladder.

Magdalena groaned at the invasion of her tight irritated and tiny pee hole with the larger adult sized catheter. "I'm sorry sweetie" Becky comforted "that'll be the worst part ... I promise". The smooth end of the catheter hesitated briefly at the sphincter muscle holding the urine back but with a bit more pressure finally stretched it open and then slipped into her bladder. Becky saw the light yellow pee begin to flow through the clear tubing and applied a hemostat to stop it. She rested the heavy metal clamp on the foot of her exam table so the weight wouldn't pull the catheter back out. Applying the syringe to the fill tube she injected the 20 cc of pre-warmed sterile water to fully inflate the device. Her eye drifted up the twelve year old's naked body to observe the reaction on her face. The nurse was not surprised to see the grimace softening. The preteen teeth unclenched and her lovely full lips opened apparently needing to take in more air.

Meg felt an entirely new source of heat filling her lower torso. The water that was being pumped inside her was only a couple of degrees warmer than her body temperature but it felt really hot. The full feeling, sort of like she had to pee, was the next thing she noticed. The warm pressure seemed to be pushing on something that felt really good. Rebecca put the sterile jar under the drainage hose and released the clamp. In seconds the container was half full of pale yellow liquid. She snapped the sealing cap on the specimen and put it on the counter. With the hemostat reapplied the procedure was over but the fun was just beginning.

Magdalena was finding the warm pressure very stimulating. The need to pee seemed to be changing somehow into a gnawing feeling all up inside her abdomen. It was a little bit like when she touched her boobies. It felt really nice but it made her crave more. All she knew was that those indescribable erotic sensations were getting stronger.

With her work done Nurse Sullivan directed her attention to Meg's surprised looking face. The white coated woman was well aware of the mixture of sensations the girl was feeling. Firmly and deliberately she tugged on the catheter's tubing and began to slide the large catheter in and out slowly just a couple inches letting the balloon pull against the sensitive sphincter muscle. The prone youngster groaned deeply enjoying the full bladder feeling and finally the pressure in her vagina spiked and rolled over her senses in waves of pleasure. Before the first set of waves had subsided her health care provider did it again. The next rolling sensations seemed to build on top of the previous peaks. It was like climbing a stairway; each tug of the tubing that was dangling from her pussy made her grunt and raise one more step. Still the feeling seemed incomplete somehow. The young patient felt like she was going to explode, needed to explode, but some key element was missing; the detonator.

As much fun as she was having, alternating her attention between her patient's now clearly ecstatic face and her dripping engorged pussy, Becky decided she'd better not push the inexperienced girl too far. The nurse knew only too well the gut busting orgasm that was possible from continuing to tug and play with the tubing which was directly connected to the balloon of water pressing on very sensitive sphincter muscle. She wasn't sure that the twelve year old was ready for a climax that made you feel as if your pelvis had been turned inside out.

Looking at the startling very dark shade of pink that the pubescent vulva had attained, Rebecca scanned the terrain taking note that although the clitoral hood was plump and protruding the secret detonator stayed nestled out of view in its sheath. The rich copious flow of clear fluid draining between the round adolescent cheeks confirmed the prolific performance of the preteen's Bartholin's glands. Becky realized the pressure in her own pussy was getting extremely intense. She wiggled against the vinyl seat of the stool releasing her juices to soak right through her skirt. A gloved finger of her right hand made a circuit around the puckered opening between the girl's rear cheeks, while she continued to tug and fuck the very sensitive little urethra with the smooth tubing.

It was hard to imagine that the sound she heard had come from the twelve year old throat. When she saw the girl's hips and abdomen begin to flex and heave she knew her patient had passed the point of no return. The nurse's left hand tugged carefully on the catheter tubing and applied firm pressure at the top of the slippery crease, directly on the pubescent clitoris. The digit that had been scribing circles around the pink rosebud now used the abundant natural lubrication to slip up the girl's bum all the way past the second knuckle.

To Magdalena at first it felt like an implosion. Everything in her pelvis cramped and clamped down. Her virgin asshole squeezed on the nurse's invading finger as the hot electric rush shot up her body. Like a rebound effect, the implosion was followed, after a short delay, by an explosion. Her hips thrust off the paper covered exam table pressing harder against the gloved hand on her clit. In the background to the electric jolts, that warm full feeling continued to provide a level of arousal that as like a platform for all other sensations to build on and rocket up off. Even as the most powerful orgasm of her young life was trying to subside the hot pressure inside her bladder stretched the glorious plateau out. Up until then she'd never thought about cumming twice in a row. As the electric currents began to fade and the hot pressure in her belly came to the forefront again, she realized that it was going to happen. Miz Sullivan had twisted and wiggled until she had two fingers in her ass. The nurse's left hand was pulling up on her vulva making her throbbing little clit stick straight out. Her head was spinning in the unimaginable pleasure when her caregiver's mouth fastened onto her projecting love button. Her brain simply could not cope with this level of pleasure and had to shut down.

Becky felt her patient's body go suddenly limp. The girl's muscles were twitching and there were contented mewing sounds coming from her chest but the preteen was apparently unconscious. Feeling just a little strange about it nurse Sullivan attempted to lapped up the veritable flood of juices that seemed to be still flowing. The twitching and jerking continued as the white coated woman on the low stool drank her fill.

Rebecca drained the catheter and Meg missed the novel sensation of the device being removed. After discarding the used catheter, Becky finished cleaning up the adolescent vulva and rectum using the sterile wipes. Then she applied two fingers of antibacterial cream between the swollen lips concentrating on getting as much as possible around the inflamed urethra. Her own pussy was on fire and she really needed to give it some attention before she went completely mad. Tossing her gloves into the waste bin she reached under her skirt while still looking down on the adorable pudenda so magnificently displayed on her table. Her fingers easily found her smoothly shaved and slippery pussy and quickly they began the familiar rotary motion that would bring blessed relief. She had to grip the side of the steel table to keep from falling when the powerful climax hit.

Back at her desk she checked the time; it was almost five. She realized that her contact at the lab would have left for the day. 'I'll have to get in touch with her first thing tomorrow' Nurse Sullivan concluded and put the jar of urine in her little fridge. Meg began to stir and Rebecca helped the wobbly preteen to her feet. "Get dressed now honey ... we gotta get out of here before the night janitor shows up". When her patient had her dress back on she still looked a little dazed. Becky handed her a sample tube of the antibiotic cream. "Put this on three times a day" she instructed "but no playing with it ... that's how this started in the first place isn't it?" Meg blushed and nodded. "Come back and see me after class on Monday. I'll have the lab results by then and I'll take a look to see if the cream is doing any good". The words ' ... take a look... ' sent a warm rush through both of them.

Magdalena made her way home with a warm glow in her pussy and hope in her heart. Miz Sullivan realized she'd have to go straight home since the back of her skirt had a large wet spot on it. She pulled out of the parking lot at five-thirty that Thursday already looking forward to Monday.