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So You Want To Be A Nurse
By
Michele Nylons
Chapter Seven - Michele Ascending
Michele and Polly sat in Michele's lounge drinking tea and smoking.
"So? Inspector Burgess?" Michele asked.
"Well you know the Matron runs a prostitution ring and that most of the
clients are the elite of CMH and the hoi polloi who make up their close
circle of friends," Polly went on.
"Well us girls and our punters need protection. We need protection from
other organisations that provide similar services and our punters need
protection from anyone who might use their peccadillos to blackmail
them. Also we need protection from the Police force itself. They might
be disposed to arrest us for prostitution and our clients for
solicitation"
"So Amanda pays off Inspector Burgess who ensures that the right wheels
are greased, so to speak, and we can operate with impunity."
"Impunity! That arsehole fucked me on the staircase of a police station
and took my fucking money!" Michele cried.
"Shh you bint! You want your neighbours to overhear?" Polly tried to
sooth Michele.
She poured them both a scotch and Michele snatched the drink from Polly
and drained it in one long gulp. Polly topped off Michele's glass and
this time she sipped it.
"Well the Inspector and selected members of the Force also take a little
trade now and then," Polly said.
"But the Inspector didn't know I was one of Matron's girls until you
came to the station to pick me up," Michele replied.
"Look Michele, you were shit unlucky. Wrong place; wrong time is all,"
Polly explained.
"Bullshit Polly! You tell me that Matron runs every single facet of the
business. She knew I was attending to Dr Mortlock tonight and she must
have warned her police contacts accordingly," Michele protested.
"It's not foolproof Michele; maybe Inspector Burgess wasn't advised you
were servicing Stephen Mortlock tonight?" Polly hypothesised.
"Nah it's too much of a coincidence; and why would my driver fuck off
like that?"
"Maybe he thought he was going to be pinched for pimping?" was all Polly
could think of.
"Anyway babe you're safe at home now and I'm here with you," Polly
snuggled up to Michele and began to nuzzle her ear.
Before long they were both embracing and kissing each other; their hands
exploring each other's panties. Michele stood and held out a hand and
Polly took it and was willingly led to the bedroom.
Michele dropped her nurse's uniform, clad only in lingerie; similarly,
Polly stripped down to basque, stockings, and panties and high-heels.
Her makeup is heavy and her perfume fills the air. They are kissing and
fondling while they disrobe and can't wait to take pleasure in each
other's bodies. Michele guides Polly to the bed and climbs on, looking
at her sexy body sprawled and waiting to be taken.
Michele kneels at the foot of the bed; her erection is poking out of her
panties, proud and rampant. She slips out her tongue and licks Polly's
slim stockinged ankles, taking her feet in her hands, she massages her
calves and Polly sighs. Michele slides her tongue along Polly's legs
and lingers for a few minutes teasing the fine wrinkles in her stockings
at the backs of her knees. Polly shudders and her fingers reach for
Michele's face.
"You get me so horny Nurse Nylons," she groans.
Michele continues the journey along Polly's elegant legs stopping at the
tops of her stockings to explore the dark welts and the smooth creamy
skin of her thighs. Polly guides Michele's face to her crotch and she
licks Polly's mound through her black satin panties. They are moist and
pungent with her juices.
"Oh you are so naughty; I'm not sure what you're doing is even legal"
Polly giggles and pulls aside the gusset of her panties and forces
Michele's face into her sex.
Michele's tongue explores Polly's labia and finds her hooded clitoris.
It is erect and as soon as she licks it Polly pushes Michele's face into
her crotch and writhes with pleasure.
"OOOOhhhhhh!!!!!" she moans.
Michele licks Polly's clitoris with long slow strokes and gradually
increases the rapidity; Michele's wet tongue is lapping Polly's sex and
she tastes her sweet secretions. Polly's heels are drumming on the bed
and Michele knows that she is close to climax. She frantically suckles
Polly's sopping vagina ensuring her tongue lashes her clitty. Michele
grasps Polly's hips and forces her face into her sex as she laps,
suckles, licks and caresses her.
"OOOOOOOhhhhhhh Fuuuuuuuck!!!" Polly entwines her fingers tightly in
Michele's scalp and holds her against her sex as she orgasms.
Michele licks and sucks Polly to climax and then eases off as Polly
begins to come down. Polly's clitoris is very sensitive after she has
orgasmed. Michele licks it a few times but Polly lifts Michele's face
from her groin pulls her face up to hers. They kiss each other,
exploring each other's mouths with their tongues. Polly opens her legs
and Michele slides between them; their stockinged legs feel exquisite as
they rub together.
"Put it in me Michele! Fuck me!" she moans and reaches down and places
Michele's penis at the entrance to her hot wet vagina.
Polly lifts her legs and wraps them around Michele's flanks, pulling her
closer. Polly guides Michele's rampant penis inside her hot, buttery
entrance and she humps away, kissing and raking Michele's flanks with
her high-heels, goading Michele to fuck her harder.
Michele slams her turgid member in and out of Polly for a few minutes
but she can feel her orgasm approaching rapidly. Polly is close to
coming again too and she pants her sweet breath in Michele's ear
whispering obscenities, drumming her heels on Michele's back to
encourage her. Michele empties her seed deep inside Polly, grinding the
base of her penis against Polly's pubis, stimulating her clitoris.
The two lovers remain wrapped in each other's arms kissing and stroking
each other. They get comfortable lying together in each other's arms,
Michele's penis pressing against Polly's stockinged thigh as they both
drift off to sleep.
The next day at CMH Michael Nyland was halfway through his shift when he
was summoned to the Matron's office. He stood before her desk a little
defiant.
"You look a little peeved nurse," Amanda Holliday had a smirk on her
face.
"I'm not used to being fucked against my will on a stairway in a Police
Station and Doctor Mortlock treated me like shit. That cunt Inspector
Burgess even stole all my money from my purse," he said indignantly.
"Oh stop whining like a sissy; although let's face it that's what you
are," she replied.
"Here," she slid an envelope across the table.
Michael picked it up and opened it. It was stuffed with cash. Michael
didn't count it but at a glance it looked it was at least three times
the weekly wage he earned as a nurse.
"There's your earings for the week and also there are some extras from
Steven and Jean. Shall we call it compensation?"
"For some reason you are very popular with my punters. Word has got
around after the party at Richmond Estate that you are quite the 'new
thing'. I have long ago given up trying to figure out what titillates
my punters, some of them even get me to strap on a rubber cock and fuck
them for god's sake. Anyway at the moment my new transvestite nurse is
de-rigueur for the perverted elite."
"This is all mine?" Michael asked incredulously.
"Yes Michele; you might think me a cunt, but I deal fairly with my
employees. It's the only way this thing can work. I have a stable of
sexy nurses who I prostitute out, I know Polly has told you all about
it, she can't keep her mouth shut even when it's full of cock," Matron
sniggered.
"I service only the CMH elite and those who they recommend. I also have
to trust my employees, the police and the punters. It's not an easy
job," she went on to explain.
"But made easier when you have the ability to use blackmail," Michael
scoffed.
"Yes, well there is that," Amanda had allowed her uniform to ride up
exposing her gauzy chocolate stocking-tops.
"But lets face the facts, most of my girls are like you, they protest at
first but after a while they enjoy it; and those cash-filled envelopes I
hand out every week soon ease the pain."
Amanda had arisen from her seat and was uncomfortably close to Michael.
The buttons of her tunic were undone at the top exposing her ample
decolletage framed in a black lace brassiere and the hem of her tunic
remained hiked up exposing her creamy thighs above her stocking-tops.
She sidled up to Michael and stroked his growing erection through his
nurse's scrubs. Michael gasped.
Amanda pushed him away.
"I have no interest in you as nurse Michael Nyland; but what I have seen
of nurse Michele Nylons intrigues me," she leant forward and bit his
earlobe.
She slid another envelope into his hand.
"Be there at eight tonight. Bring Polly. Use the car service," she
kissed him, quickly slipping her tongue into his mouth and out again.
She pushed him away.
"Go about your duties Nurse Nyland," she said dismissively and sat down
at her desk and immersed herself in some paperwork.
Later that afternoon Michele and Polly were sitting in Michele's lounge
room sipping gin and tonics and smoking Woodbines.
"So what does it mean?" Michele asked.
Michele was dressed in the same ensemble she had worn to the Richmond
Estate. She looked resplendent in her red satin evening gown, shoulder-
length brunette wig, white satin suspender belt with the tan stockings
with the chocolate seams and welts, silk knickers and brassiere. Her
feet were shod in black patent-leather high heels. She had accessorised
with gold rings on fingers of both hands, an elegant gold ladies watch
on her left wrist and a gold bracelet on her right, a pair of drop
earrings were clipped to her ears and an elegant pendant hung around her
neck.
The split in the side of Michele's dress exposed a long, elegant leg
clad in fine hosiery, which shimmered in the lamplight distracting Polly
a little. Michele too was distracted by Polly's black satin evening
dress, which was spilt to the waist on both sides displaying her shapely
thighs. Her makeup was perfect; her hair coiffured and her gold
jewellery accessorised her ensemble perfectly.
They were both exercising self-control to keep from ravaging each other.
"A private party is similar to the event at Richmond Estate but it is a
far more intimate affair. Only a few special guests are invited by
Amanda," Polly explained.
"Michele Nylons and Escort are cordially invited to a private party
hosted by Amanda Holliday, RN and Dr James Lovejoy, MD. Dress: evening
wear/formal. Venue: Chelmsford Memorial Hospital Cottage. Time: 8pm for
drinks," Michele read from the card that Matron had given her.
"There isn't even an RSVP," Michele said.
"It's not that sort of an invite Michele. You have to go; and as Amanda
instructed you to bring me along so do I," Polly looked over her glass
at Michele.
"You like her don't you? The Matron I mean," Michele said sulkily.
"Michele, what we have is special and I love being your lover; but I
also like my job. I like being a prossie and I like having sex with
Amanda. She's a cunt, but she pays me well and she does things to me
that I can't explain," Polly replied.
"Now don't be sulky cow. You still get paid for tonight but it will be
fun; these events always are. And I promise to come home with you
after," she slid a red manicured fingernail along Michele's stockinged
thigh until she found Michele's mound, really a gaffed penis and
scrotum, and stroked her through her panties.
"Stop it; you'll start something we can't stop and don't have time for,"
Michele pulled Polly's hand from under her dress.
The car ride was conducted mostly in silence, Michele still sulking.
They arrived at the private Cottage located on the vast acreage of CMH.
It was secluded; situated on a small lake across from the Hospital. It
was used to accommodate distinguished guests, usually visiting
specialist doctors and surgeons from overseas.
Polly and Michele stepped inside to be greeted by Amanda Holliday
dressed in an elegant black cocktail gown exposing her ample breasts and
long legs. Also present were Dr Lovejoy and Inspector Jean Burgess both
dressed in black tie.
Amanda offered drinks and they formed a small group smoking and chatting
as if they were nothing more than intimate friends.
"Michele; I'm sorry if we got off on the wrong foot and I apologise for
my not knowing you are one of Amanda's treasures. And a special
treasure you are indeed," the Inspector said, and kissed Michele's hand
during the introductions.
"Well I have been more than adequately compensated by my employer, so
who am I to complain?" Michele replied coquettishly.
"She is a lovely creature," Dr Lovejoy interposed.
"A creature that myself and Amanda went to a great deal of effort to
create." Dr Lovejoy smirked.
"And a creature who is now perfectly content with her new found
profession," Michele touched the Inspector's arm and smiled seductively.
Polly gave Michele a surreptitious dig in the ribs but Michele ignored
it. Michele was behaving quite boorishly; exposing as much flesh as she
could and hanging off every word uttered by James Lovejoy and Jean
Burgess, playing the men off against each other.
They group chatted amicably for awhile, drinking and smoking; steering
the conversation clear of work and prostitution.
"Well James, I think I might borrow your protege for a little while,"
Jean slid his arm around Michele's waist and pulled her close and
nuzzled her ear.
"Oh I don't think so dear chap; I'm sure Amanda and Polly can keep you
entertained while I take Michele on a guided tour of the premises.
Dr Lovejoy pulled Michele from Jean's clutches and pressed her to him.
He kissed her briefly but passionately.
"Come on gentlemen, there's plenty to go around. Let's not fight over
someone who is, let's face it, nothing more than a catamite dressed as a
woman," Amanda smiled but her anger was evident in the jealous glare she
threw at Michele.
"Darling! How can you be so rude to our special guest? Now I will
definitely have to take Michele on a quick tour of our fine
establishment to make up for your imprudence," Dr Lovejoy replied, his
resentment barely concealed.
"Let me begin by showing her the upper rooms; I'm sure Jean can keep you
ladies amused in the sitting room until we return," he smirked.
James Lovejoy took Michele by the hand and guided her towards the
stairs. Michele went along grudgingly; she was hoping that the party
would continue in the sitting room so she could continue to torment
Polly and Amanda and make them jealous. As she climbed the stairs with
James close behind her, he began to paw at her buttocks and legs. He
ran a finger up the seam of her stocking and stroked the welt and then
the bare skin above the dark band of nylon. Michele's cock twitched in
her panties.
"God you've great legs girl; and a fantastic arse!" James said
lecherously; his face inches from Michele's buttocks as she mounted the
last of the stairs.
James led Michele into one of the bedrooms and without further ceremony
he pushed her down on the bed and fell on top of her. Michele could
feel his hard cock poking into her belly as he squirmed on top of her
and crushed her lips with his, forcing his tongue into her mouth.
James tasted of scotch and cigarettes as Michele responded to his kisses
by opening her mouth and entwining her tongue with his. She put her
arms around him and lifted a leg and slid it along his flank. Michele
was now well versed in what men wanted from her and what excited them.
Michele eased her hand between their bodies and squeezed James's
thickening cock through his trousers.
"You've got me so randy Michele," he gasped and began to tear off his
clothes.
Finally naked James gasped and fell on top of the stunning transvestite.
His tongue resumed its exploration of Michele's hot wet mouth and his
hands began to explore her body. He hiked up her dress and he nestled
the tip of his cock between her stocking-clad thighs and began to hump
her legs.
Michele could feel the heat of James's cock as he fucked her thighs; it
was iron hard and throbbing. She could feel a little wetness as the
hard cock leaked pre-seminal fluid. He was gasping and moaning and
Michele didn't think it would be long until he came.
James pushed his cock between Michele's thighs and forced her legs open
and began to push his cock into the crease of her buttocks; only the
fabric of her panties preventing him from his objective. Michele was
moaning now and her cock was hard inside her panties. As much as she
used to despise Dr James Lovejoy, her attitude had changed. She wanted
to be fucked!
"Let me help a little" Michele cooed from underneath her lover.
James reluctantly broke their embrace and Michele reached into the
clutch she had dropped beside the bed and extracted the tube of
lubricant.
She generously smeared James's glans and shaft with the clear viscous
fluid and then slipped a generous dollop inside her panties around and
just inside her anal bud. She got down on her hands and knees and
turned around and raised her generous buttocks into the air and reached
back and hiked up her gown.
"My god you've come a long way from the reluctant tranny I fucked in
private ward 209," James beamed.
"Shut up and do me like a doggie," Michele giggled.
James stared at Michele's stocking-clad legs; the dark welts contrasting
with the creamy skin at the tops of her thighs, her ample tight buttocks
encased in white satin, the dollop of lubricant glistened through the
sheer panty. James pulled the gusset of her panties to one side and
waddled on his knees between her legs until his cock nudged at her
puckered opening.
Michele closed her eyes and relaxed her sphincter. James's cock pushed
forward and Michele pushed back until the glans of James's penis
penetrated her.
"Stop please James. Let me do it," Michele moaned seductively.
She slowly pushed back and the well-lubricated shank slid inside her
until she felt her buttocks nestle against James's groin. Her bowels
felt full with a dull rawness but as she slowly accommodated James's
cock an emanation of pleasure began to radiate from inside her distended
anus.
James held Michele by her hips and began to fuck her with long slow
strokes. Michele was in heaven; the feel of satin, nylon and lace
against her body, the taste of her lipstick and makeup, the scent of her
perfume was exhilarating; and tonight she was in control! And she loved
behaving like a total slut! It was somehow empowering after being used
time and time again.
The door opened unexpectedly and Inspector Jean Burgess entered the
room.
"Is there room for one more?" he grinned.
Michele on her hands and knees being superbly fucked by Dr James Lovejoy
was engrossed in the enjoyment of coitus. She smiled up at Jean.
"Do you mind if I use your mouth darling?" he asked.
Michele smiled her consent.
Jean dropped his pants and climbed onto the bed and approached Michele;
he was already erect and as soon as his cock touched Michele's lips she
gobbled it up with relish.
Michele sucked and slavered on Jean's cock while James pounded in and
out of her slick passage. It did not take long for either of the trio
to build up to climax. James came first; holding onto Michele by the
straps of her garters, jackhammering in and out her tight anus; he
ground himself against her buttocks as he ejaculated inside her, filling
her with hot milky seed.
Michele orgasmed when she felt James's cock pulsating against her
prostrate; her semi-erect cock throbbed and filled her panties with hot
semen.
Sensing the other two had peaked Jean held Michele's head in his hands
and fucked her face; unloading stream after stream of viscous sperm into
her mouth as she sucked slathered and swallowed.
Having spent their loads, they began to slowly disentangle from one and
other. James fetched a damp cloth from the bathroom and used it to wipe
his genitals and began to dress. Jean allowed Michele to lick his cock
clean and he stuffed it back into his pants. He kissed Michele
passionately on the lips tasting a scintilla of his own spend on her
breath.
"See you downstairs Michele; I hope I you haven't finished with me yet
sweetheart," he grinned and left the room.
James kissed Michele.
"Thanks darling; I'll see you downstairs too," he kissed her amorously
and left.
After the men had left Michele walked into the bathroom and cleaned
herself up and fixed her makeup and brushed her hair. She went back to
the bedroom and stood in front of the full-length mirror and made some
final adjustments to her clothing, hair, and makeup. When she was
satisfied that she looked as perfect as she had when she first arrived
at the Cottage she exited the bedroom and made her way downstairs with a
grin on her face.
To be continued........................
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