Ch. 02
I lay in bed thinking about earlier on when I had stroked Stanley’s big cock in the bath. It was so wrong of me. I was his nurse for heavens sake and he was over forty years my senior. However I couldn’t get the memory of how nice it was to stroke that monster cock, bigger than any I had seen, until his cum erupted all over his belly and my hand. I’d never seen so much cum and I wondered how Stanley seemed so virile in his late sixties. I’d known of many men who couldn’t even get it up well before they were sixty.
No matter how much I tried to forget what had happened the thoughts wouldn’t leave my head. Then another thought dawned on me. Those words Stanley had spoken as I left saying that he couldn’t wait for my next visit. Was he expecting the same or even more of me? What would happen if I turned him down? Would he tell Sandra. I closed my eyes, trying to block it all out and finally drifted off to sleep.
I woke with a start, breathing heavily and my heart beating. As I lay there, wondering why, the blurred memories of a dream came back to me. I had dreamt of Stanley fucking me. My body was tingling and I put a hand between my legs. I was wet. Oh my god, I was horrified. I got up, showered and dressed, I had over an hour before I had to leave to go to work but I couldn’t sit still so I decided to go early and maybe grab some breakfast in the staff canteen.
As I entered the canteen I bumped into my matron, Sandra, who commented that I was in exceptionally early and offered to buy me breakfast as she wanted to talk to me anyway. What could I do other than gratefully accept. Although I felt nervous I knew I couldn’t be in trouble as Sandra certainly wouldn’t be buying me breakfast. As we sat and ate Sandra asked me how I had gotten on at Stanley’s the previous evening. I could feel my face blushing but tried to keep my composure as I told her I had gotten on fine as far as I knew, Stanley had seemed quite happy.
“Oh he was!” Commented Sandra with a smile. “He called me this morning and asked if he could get another visit as he caught his foot on the bed frame and cut it last night and he needs it dressing properly.” Sandra continued to look at me smiling as she went on to tell me that she offered to send someone around earlier but he insisted he wanted me to come over. “He seems quite taken with you!” Sandra said smiling. “Although who could blame him.” She added before she stood and told me I could finish at 2PM instead of 4PM and go straight to Stanley’s to sort him out.
I had heart palpitations all day until finally 2PM came and I handed over my patients to the nurse replacing me before heading off to Stanley’s house. I nervously let myself in and called out to Stanley who shouted back and told me he was in the bedroom. I went into the bedroom and Stanley was sitting on the bed, wearing just a robe. As he showed me the cut on his foot I took of my coat. “Oh wow! Exclaimed Stanley. “You have your proper nurses outfit on.” I hadn’t given it much thought but ordinarily I would be wearing a different uniform for the private work which consisted of trousers and a top. However, as I had come straight from work I had my nurses dress on, which had metal press stud fasteners down the front.
I bathed and dressed the cut on Stanley’s foot with him still sitting on the bed. All the while Stanley was fidgeting around and when I looked up at him to tell him I’d finished I saw he was trying to look down the top of my dress, not that there was much for him to look at. Before I stood up Stanley asked me if I cut also trim his toe nails as he struggled to do it with his arthritic fingers. I told him I was happy to oblige and he quickly passed me the nail clippers, which he must have already fetched from the bathroom cabinet. I knelt down again between Stanley’s feet and began carefully clipping his nails.
As when I had been bathing his foot before Stanley was constantly fidgeting around and I knew he was trying to look down my top. It made me nervous but also a little excited, given what had happened the day before, but I carried on. I heard Stanley let out a little moan and when I looked up I could see he had pulled his robe open and he was stroking his cock, which was now fully erect. “Oh my god!” I thought. I wanted to be appalled but the sight of that huge cock, the big purple head swelling and a bead of pre cum oozing from the tip made mouth salivate and my heart pound so hard I thought my chest would burst.
Almost involuntarily my hand reached out to grab Stanley’s cock. I knew what he wanted and resistance was futile, besides I’d already stroked him off once and to be honest I loved it. I began to stroke and Stanley groaned. Then he paused and grabbed my hand. “Stand up, undo your dress, let me see those nice little tits of yours.” Stanley growled in a firm masterful voice.
I was shocked. No boy had ever spoken to me like that. Much as though it appalled me it also aroused me. I didn’t think my breasts were worth looking at in fact I’d had some very negative and quite upsetting comments about them in the past. Now I had a man, demanding to see them. I stood up and slowly undid the top few fasteners of my dress, ******** my milky white flesh and my very plain cotton bra. Stanley stared as I unfastened my bra and as the fabric loosened I lofted it, ******** my little breasts to Stanley. “Ooooh great nipples.” Stanley crooned.
I looked down at my nipples. They were really hard and sticking out more than usual. I didn’t really have big nipples but I guess they looked big, capping such a small pair of breasts. I could feel them tingling and swelling even more as Stanley leered at me. “I want you to suck my cock today!” Stanley growled. Like a cheap and easy hooker I knelt back down and began licking the big purple head of his cock. The pre cum dribbling from the tip tasted salty but nice. I licked a few more times and I felt Stanley’s hand on the back of my head. He pressed down on it, telling me to suck him and I allowed my head to lower, his cock sliding between my lips.
Stanley’s cock seemed to swell even more as I gripped the base of his shaft and began to suck his cock as I stroked the length. I could feel my saliva dribbling down his shaft, lubing it up so it slid in and out of my mouth easily. The big swollen veins felt hard and wonderful as my fingers brushed over them. As I continued to suck I could feel Stanley’s hands sliding between his thighs and under my chest. Suddenly I felt his cold craggy hands grip the soft flesh of my breasts and I let out a muffled wince as he squeezed them hard. He was fumbling around making me wonder what he was doing. Then I realised as my nipples were clamped between his fingers and thumbs. He began to tug on them in sync with my head going up and down on his cock.
I let out a muffled squeal every time Stanley tugged hard on my nipples. I’d never let anyone do it before but although it hurt a little I liked it a lot. Stanley obviously enjoyed tugging on my nipples as every time he did it and I squealed he thrust his hips up a little, thrusting his cock deeper into my mouth and let out a little gasp of his own. We remained in this cycle for several minutes, my nipples were stinging and I thought I’d have to stop but suddenly Stanley let out a huge grunt and a spurt of his salty cum hit the back of my throat. I froze with my lips wrapped around his big cock head and began to swallow as spurt after spurt of Stanley’s cum erupted into my mouth.
Finally, with his balls drained Stanley’s cock began to soften and it slipped from my mouth, flopping onto his belly. I got up and looked down at my stinging nipples to see they were all red and swollen. I quietly looked down at Stanley, laying there smiling. I grabbed a cloth and cleaned his sticky cock in silence before I went to the bathroom to re dress myself properly. When I’d finished I headed for the door and was met by a still smiling Stanley. He thrust a wad of cash into my pocket, again making me feel cheap. “See you soon nursie!” He mumbled as I headed off out of the door.
I went home and showered before going to bed, wanting to block out what I had done. I hated myself yet it felt arousing and when I saw the wad of cash on my bedside table I smiled. I had come to a decision in my head. I had a plan to make myself feel better and it wouldn’t have to wait long as my next scheduled visit to Stanley was the following day. I drifted off to sleep with my plan running through my mind and a smile on my face.
No matter how much I tried to forget what had happened the thoughts wouldn’t leave my head. Then another thought dawned on me. Those words Stanley had spoken as I left saying that he couldn’t wait for my next visit. Was he expecting the same or even more of me? What would happen if I turned him down? Would he tell Sandra. I closed my eyes, trying to block it all out and finally drifted off to sleep.
I woke with a start, breathing heavily and my heart beating. As I lay there, wondering why, the blurred memories of a dream came back to me. I had dreamt of Stanley fucking me. My body was tingling and I put a hand between my legs. I was wet. Oh my god, I was horrified. I got up, showered and dressed, I had over an hour before I had to leave to go to work but I couldn’t sit still so I decided to go early and maybe grab some breakfast in the staff canteen.
As I entered the canteen I bumped into my matron, Sandra, who commented that I was in exceptionally early and offered to buy me breakfast as she wanted to talk to me anyway. What could I do other than gratefully accept. Although I felt nervous I knew I couldn’t be in trouble as Sandra certainly wouldn’t be buying me breakfast. As we sat and ate Sandra asked me how I had gotten on at Stanley’s the previous evening. I could feel my face blushing but tried to keep my composure as I told her I had gotten on fine as far as I knew, Stanley had seemed quite happy.
“Oh he was!” Commented Sandra with a smile. “He called me this morning and asked if he could get another visit as he caught his foot on the bed frame and cut it last night and he needs it dressing properly.” Sandra continued to look at me smiling as she went on to tell me that she offered to send someone around earlier but he insisted he wanted me to come over. “He seems quite taken with you!” Sandra said smiling. “Although who could blame him.” She added before she stood and told me I could finish at 2PM instead of 4PM and go straight to Stanley’s to sort him out.
I had heart palpitations all day until finally 2PM came and I handed over my patients to the nurse replacing me before heading off to Stanley’s house. I nervously let myself in and called out to Stanley who shouted back and told me he was in the bedroom. I went into the bedroom and Stanley was sitting on the bed, wearing just a robe. As he showed me the cut on his foot I took of my coat. “Oh wow! Exclaimed Stanley. “You have your proper nurses outfit on.” I hadn’t given it much thought but ordinarily I would be wearing a different uniform for the private work which consisted of trousers and a top. However, as I had come straight from work I had my nurses dress on, which had metal press stud fasteners down the front.
I bathed and dressed the cut on Stanley’s foot with him still sitting on the bed. All the while Stanley was fidgeting around and when I looked up at him to tell him I’d finished I saw he was trying to look down the top of my dress, not that there was much for him to look at. Before I stood up Stanley asked me if I cut also trim his toe nails as he struggled to do it with his arthritic fingers. I told him I was happy to oblige and he quickly passed me the nail clippers, which he must have already fetched from the bathroom cabinet. I knelt down again between Stanley’s feet and began carefully clipping his nails.
As when I had been bathing his foot before Stanley was constantly fidgeting around and I knew he was trying to look down my top. It made me nervous but also a little excited, given what had happened the day before, but I carried on. I heard Stanley let out a little moan and when I looked up I could see he had pulled his robe open and he was stroking his cock, which was now fully erect. “Oh my god!” I thought. I wanted to be appalled but the sight of that huge cock, the big purple head swelling and a bead of pre cum oozing from the tip made mouth salivate and my heart pound so hard I thought my chest would burst.
Almost involuntarily my hand reached out to grab Stanley’s cock. I knew what he wanted and resistance was futile, besides I’d already stroked him off once and to be honest I loved it. I began to stroke and Stanley groaned. Then he paused and grabbed my hand. “Stand up, undo your dress, let me see those nice little tits of yours.” Stanley growled in a firm masterful voice.
I was shocked. No boy had ever spoken to me like that. Much as though it appalled me it also aroused me. I didn’t think my breasts were worth looking at in fact I’d had some very negative and quite upsetting comments about them in the past. Now I had a man, demanding to see them. I stood up and slowly undid the top few fasteners of my dress, ******** my milky white flesh and my very plain cotton bra. Stanley stared as I unfastened my bra and as the fabric loosened I lofted it, ******** my little breasts to Stanley. “Ooooh great nipples.” Stanley crooned.
I looked down at my nipples. They were really hard and sticking out more than usual. I didn’t really have big nipples but I guess they looked big, capping such a small pair of breasts. I could feel them tingling and swelling even more as Stanley leered at me. “I want you to suck my cock today!” Stanley growled. Like a cheap and easy hooker I knelt back down and began licking the big purple head of his cock. The pre cum dribbling from the tip tasted salty but nice. I licked a few more times and I felt Stanley’s hand on the back of my head. He pressed down on it, telling me to suck him and I allowed my head to lower, his cock sliding between my lips.
Stanley’s cock seemed to swell even more as I gripped the base of his shaft and began to suck his cock as I stroked the length. I could feel my saliva dribbling down his shaft, lubing it up so it slid in and out of my mouth easily. The big swollen veins felt hard and wonderful as my fingers brushed over them. As I continued to suck I could feel Stanley’s hands sliding between his thighs and under my chest. Suddenly I felt his cold craggy hands grip the soft flesh of my breasts and I let out a muffled wince as he squeezed them hard. He was fumbling around making me wonder what he was doing. Then I realised as my nipples were clamped between his fingers and thumbs. He began to tug on them in sync with my head going up and down on his cock.
I let out a muffled squeal every time Stanley tugged hard on my nipples. I’d never let anyone do it before but although it hurt a little I liked it a lot. Stanley obviously enjoyed tugging on my nipples as every time he did it and I squealed he thrust his hips up a little, thrusting his cock deeper into my mouth and let out a little gasp of his own. We remained in this cycle for several minutes, my nipples were stinging and I thought I’d have to stop but suddenly Stanley let out a huge grunt and a spurt of his salty cum hit the back of my throat. I froze with my lips wrapped around his big cock head and began to swallow as spurt after spurt of Stanley’s cum erupted into my mouth.
Finally, with his balls drained Stanley’s cock began to soften and it slipped from my mouth, flopping onto his belly. I got up and looked down at my stinging nipples to see they were all red and swollen. I quietly looked down at Stanley, laying there smiling. I grabbed a cloth and cleaned his sticky cock in silence before I went to the bathroom to re dress myself properly. When I’d finished I headed for the door and was met by a still smiling Stanley. He thrust a wad of cash into my pocket, again making me feel cheap. “See you soon nursie!” He mumbled as I headed off out of the door.
I went home and showered before going to bed, wanting to block out what I had done. I hated myself yet it felt arousing and when I saw the wad of cash on my bedside table I smiled. I had come to a decision in my head. I had a plan to make myself feel better and it wouldn’t have to wait long as my next scheduled visit to Stanley was the following day. I drifted off to sleep with my plan running through my mind and a smile on my face.
