The Nurse’s Erotic Story

That day was one of those days when it seemed like I’d woken up on the wrong side of the bed.

I certainly hadn’t slept well for days; the cold had suddenly hit Barcelona, and I was shivering and felt a heavy, sluggishness in my body. I woke up, remembering the flu that had swept through the office, and realized I was the next victim.

I ate breakfast as usual and took an aspirin to relieve my symptoms.

I don’t know if it was because I wasn’t feeling well, but my head felt foggy, and when I got to the office, my boss left me a note asking me to speed up a report that had been stalled for days because of its complexity: “What else could possibly happen to me today?” I thought to myself…

The day was turning into an uphill battle for me—between sweating and chills, I was feeling worse and worse—so at noon I called my boss to ask if I could go to the hospital because I felt like I didn’t have the strength to carry on.

I took a taxi because I didn’t want to drive in that condition, and I arrived at the nearest hospital. In the emergency room, an attendant took my information, and they quickly took me to a treatment room.

After several tests, they gave me an IV and medication and told me I had to stay overnight because I had pneumonia.

Someone was knocking on the door. It was 10 p.m., and I thought that no one else from the medical staff would be there to see me at that hour, but she was the one who was missing: “the night shift nurse.”

The first thing that caught my eye was her stunning, voluptuous figure, which her white robe did nothing to hide; her tanned skin made her sweet, beautiful smile rival her large, almond-shaped eyes.

Do you want dinner now?….

– “Well, I’m not very hungry, thanks,” I replied.

– Whenever you “need me,” just press the button…

To which I replied, thanking him for his interest.

-“I’ll be right back,” she told me, and as she turned around, the incredible sway of her hips made me imagine a firm butt, and a lustful desire made me want to cup each cheek with my palms.

And there I was, pressing the button of my imagination, taking a drool-inducing sexual X-ray of her (I wish she’d stay with me all night!)…

Phew… my penis started to wake up from its feverish state, and all of a sudden it started to get hard—so stiff, in fact, that my arousal was quite obvious under the sheets.

When she walked into the room with the tray, she couldn’t take her eyes off me, and we exchanged smiles. She removed my IV so I could eat more comfortably, and as she leaned over me, her cleavage seemed to me like a labyrinth of desires.

– “Enjoy your meal,” he said to me.

“If he’s like you, I’ll get better right away,” I told him.

– “Excuse me?” she replied, laughing hysterically.

– Never mind, never mind—it must be the fever; forgive me, I was just joking.

I finished dinner and wanted to satisfy my desire by thinking about everything I would do with her full lips and my penis, so I started touching myself and imagining her naked body in my arms. It only took a few minutes, but I was so aroused that I came, unable to suppress a cry-moan that seemed to echo throughout the entire hospital.

She poked her head in and caught me red-handed. Ooohh, how embarrassing!! I felt a mix of ecstasy, embarrassment, and amazement. She closed the door, but five seconds later she opened it again, crept up on me, looked at me, and said mischievously:

– “Are you okay?” she asked me, unbuttoning two buttons on her robe to reveal her firm breasts, giving me a massive erection even bigger than the last one. The look on my face said it all, so there was no need for an answer. She turned and closed the bedroom door, let down her hair, took off her clogs, climbed onto the bed, and, like a kitten in heat, jumped on top of me.

I can’t explain the intense rush of excitement I was feeling, but I couldn’t stop gasping. I didn’t know if I was dreaming, but one thing was for sure: I was going to be the one to give her the shot.

– He whispered in my ear, “It’s a shame you’re masturbating while I’m right here,” so if you want, we can play around a little… I have a twenty-minute break—what do you say?…

I nodded, pulling her head toward me and stroking her hair.

He undressed me before I even realized it; I started kissing him and pulled down his bra while kissing his breasts, gently pinching and pulling on his nipples, with my hands I lifted her robe and played with her incredible buttocks, and with my fingers I pulled aside her tiny lace thong, playing with her little pussy as it grew wet with pleasure.

She soon began to moan and asked me to penetrate her, saying that my thick member was driving her wild, so I obeyed her without hesitation. She stifled a cry of pleasure as she covered my mouth with her hand.

It was wild, secretive sex, and we wanted each other so badly that it was absolutely amazing. She was riding me, moving beautifully and just as she pleased.

Just as I was losing strength and thought I couldn’t hold on much longer, her robe fell open completely; the curves of her statuesque naked body stood in stark contrast to the sterile atmosphere of the room. She turned around and asked me to change positions so we could do it on all fours.

That was just too much for me; I couldn’t hide it anymore, so I jumped off the exam table and ended up doing it standing up.

We were trembling with pleasure; she reached her climax, and as I watched her expressions and heard her silent moans, I exploded and poured all my desire into her, satisfying myself with pleasure in several fierce spasms.

I couldn’t roar like a lion, but I felt myself rising to the stars, trapped inside his body; then my strength suddenly faded, along with the feeling of being healed of all my ills.

And so we stayed like that for a few minutes, pampering each other, so relaxed, and I… already feeling better.

– With a sarcastic smile, she said to me, “Do you know what the best cure for any ailment is? Well, sex, my dear, sex…”

– To which I replied: It’s become really clear to me today, and I think they’ll discharge me tomorrow, but once I’m home, if you want, can we do it again?…