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I didn’t start out wanting to become a nurse. Right out of high school, I volunteered for the Army. As a Hispanic, I didn’t have all that many options, so enlisting seemed okay. My parents had other kids to feed and I didn’t want to be any trouble. I was a basic grunt.
I got immediately sent to Iraq. We were in firefights almost daily. Grunts or civilians were getting shot or blown up every day. You had to know how to administer first aid. On one particularly bad firefight, a bunch of my buddies as well as one of the lieutenants were badly hit. Besides returning fire, I scrambled around to keep everyone alive and patched as best I could.
When the fight was over and medics could come in, I kept administering care as there was so much to do. All the guys got out, all of them survived. Afterwards, one of the senior medics came to me and thanked me for my work and asked for me to track him down once I was back on base. Turns out he was shorthanded and he took me in and began training me to be a medic.
Most of the time I was back at the main base, but there was one particular dustup that had all hands on deck as there were lots of casualties in the field. I arrived along with the rest of the team and was given a group of badly busted up bodies. I queued up the worst hit first and began doing whatever I could to get them stable so we could then evacuate them to the main hospital.
It was tough. I hadn’t really been trained to do any of this, but driven by instinct and a desire to keep all these guys alive, I did all I could. In the end, they all survived. I was back at the base still patching when a doctor saw me coated in blood and still working away. He strode up to me, surveyed what was going on, what I had done and quickly hurried away. What followed was a shitstorm of people running into my area and offering all kinds of assistance and care.
The doc came up and said, “Nicely done. Stand down. You’ve earned some rest.” Then he reached out and shook my hand and said, “You’ve always got a place with me. Come over to the base hospital tomorrow and look me up. My name is John Long.”
What followed was almost a dream. Turns out Dr. John Long was one of the top thoracic surgeons in the service. He was on a tour of the forward facilities when the latest fighting had occurred. He looked up my record and how I got to be in that place. Plus it turned out that the lieutenant I had saved was a son of one of his good friends. Dr. John, that’s what he wanted to be called, could make things happen. I ended up with a Bronze Star, shipped back to the US, put in an accelerated nursing education program and ended my service at age twenty-eight, headed to Virginia to work in Dr. John’s private practice, and assisting with nurse training at the VA which was in the adjoining building.
I was safe, I was going to be making good money and I was single.
As I was being onboarded to Dr. John’s practice, I was scheduled to meet with the head of nursing, a kind of interview. My credentials were in place, I was fully accepted, I just needed to schedule some time for an HR run.
I showed up at the office of the head of nursing, Victoria Paris, at the appointed 2 PM meeting. I knocked on the door of her office and was invited in and came face-to-face with one of the prettiest women I had ever seen. She stood and introduced herself and said, “You must be Javier Molina. Dr. Long has told me so much about you.”
Somehow I didn’t stutter and managed to say, “Yes ma'am. Javi, my friends call me Javi.”
She held my hand for a long time, smiled and said, “Yes, Javi it is.”
She then walked around behind her desk, motioning for me to sit. As she walked, I couldn’t help but admire her fit shape even in the scrubs she was wearing. I figured she was a bit older than me so it was really impressive for someone so young to have such a huge job. She pulled my file and started chatting. She was really pleased to see my background. And was congratulatory on the work I was going to be doing with the VA which got the total support of the hospital.
It was a fun and fast interview, one that quickly moved into how I was enjoying civilian life (a lot!), if I was able to secure housing (I hadn’t but was going to look around this weekend), and, "if I needed anything from HR, please don’t hesitate to reach out."
I must have said “Yes, ma’am,” a few too many times.
When Ms. Paris looked up and said, “Javi, you’re not in the service any longer. And while I appreciate you saying 'ma’am' out of respect, please call me Victoria.”
I almost said, “Yes ma’am,” again, but instead said, “Yes, Victoria, and you are right, I said ma’am out of all due respect.” Victoria looked at me for a while, smiled shyly and we finished our interview.
We shook hands, held eye contact for a bit, then I headed out. I was reluctant to leave as Victoria was just so pretty and nice, yes, she was so nice, and pretty.
I headed back to the hotel, put on gym attire, and headed for a workout. I hadn’t had a good workout since my mustering out and was chomping to push some steel and go for a run. I returned to the hotel around 5, took my time getting cleaned up, then headed to a steakhouse I had heard good things about from Dr. John. It wasn’t too far away. I was wearing some fitted denims and a short sleeve fitted shirt as I had gotten rid of all my army clothes so I’d bought something new and fresh.
I got there about 6:30 and the restaurant was packed. The cute receptionist said she could get me in for dinner around 7:30 or she could get me a seat at the bar as one just opened up. I said the bar would be great and she led me in. The one seat was around the side of the bar with two on the side. One seat was taken as there was wine and an appetizer, so I took the empty one. Just as I was sitting down, I heard a female voice say, “Excuse me, can I squeeze past as that’s my seat on the end?”
As I got up and said, "of course," I turned and there was Ms. Paris. Only Ms. Paris was drop-dead gorgeous. Her hair was done up, she had a beautifully fitted top showing a good amount of cleavage (something I hadn’t noticed when she was wearing scrubs), tights on and great looking gold sandals. 'Wow,' is all I could think to myself.
We both came to the realization at the same time that we had already met and knew who each were, then started laughing and shaking hands, Ms. Paris actually giving me a kind of awkward hug. We both sat down where she swiftly took a large drink of her glass of red wine. There was a slight pause where I explained that Dr. Long had recommended this place, and I was looking for a good steak. Ms. Paris, Victoria, then said, “Well you’ve come to the right place. I come here often and always enjoy it.” She then said, “Sam, get this man a drink, please.”
The bartender Sam was really Samantha, a great looking redhead, and she added, “Will do Vic, what would you like to drink, sir?” I replied that I was going to have a steak tonight and would like to drink some wine with it, but didn’t really know what to order. Sam piped up, “Then just order what Vic is ordering, she knows her stuff.” So I did and a delicious red wine appeared shortly.
We “cheered” each other and began talking about everything. The hospital, nursing, my service career, what I wanted to do at the VA. We talked about her family, my family, neither of us had ever been married, a second glass of wine was ordered along with matching filets done rare, plus salads and asparagus. The food was great, the service was great, Victoria was sublime. So kind, generous… and fucking gorgeous in every way.
Dinner and another drink was over far too quickly, I could have sat and talked and looked at her all night long. As we walked out the door together, Vic said (yes, I was now a friend), “Javi, I just live about two blocks away, would you walk me home?” I quickly and happily agreed. The walk home was actually pretty quiet, and too soon we were at the door of her pretty townhouse. She said simply, “Come in for a nightcap?”
I, of course, agreed. We walked up the short flight of stairs, she opened the door for us, I turned away to close the door and when I turned back, Vic pushed me against the door and started to kiss me and reach for my crotch at the same time. I was already painfully hard. She was starting to unbutton my shirt as I began pulling her top off. I got her top off and started pulling her tights down. Her tights were soaked in her crotch area.
I drove two fingers into her pussy as fast as I could. She shoved my fingers deeper and came immediately continuing to hump my fingers. She pushed me down on the cold unyielding marble floor pulling my pants down to my ankles. She almost jumped onto my erect penis. She came again. She didn’t slow down. She started humping and hunching my penis faster and faster. She came and came. I came shortly thereafter. She rested on my chest, both of us gasping for breath and feeling the large amount of cum drip out of her pussy and down inside of her legs and the outside of mine.
Vic said, “Damn that’s a lot of cum,” and giggled.
Only then did she notice I was still hard.
I pulled her forward so we were kissing, raised my legs and started pounding her pussy, returning the friction she had just given me. She started slobbering in ecstasy. Her legs were constantly shaking and quivering, she was constantly coming. Hitting her like a jackhammer I never relented, she never backed off. I came again, buckets of cum. She came and her legs gave out and she collapsed gasping on my chest, my penis finally sliding out of her pussy.
Once out of her pussy I flexed a couple of more times and shot a couple more big strings of cum onto her back and butt. She reached around to pull some of the sticky ooze from her and was amazed at how much cum there was. She pushed some of the cum into her mouth and then kissed me, the sweet kiss of shared cum.
It was still hard.
She wasn’t ready to quit either.
She pulled me up, walked me hand-in-hand to the kitchen, grabbed two bottles of water, handed me one, then proceeded to lead me to her bedroom, push me onto the bed, take a long swig of water, and she then promptly re-impaled herself on my still ready penis. This time we weren’t in a hurry. She admitted she was a bit sore and needed to slow down the pace as a result. She slowed the pace down to a luxuriously delicious speed as I matched her and caressed her at the same time. I rolled her over, keeping inside of her all the time, grabbed my bottle of water and drank. I was on top of her for the first time. She was so beautiful under me. I rested on my elbows and kissed her deeply and longingly. She came quietly and after a few moments she said, “Oh fuck that was good.”
She started moving gently under me, my penis was in heaven. No woman I had ever been with couldn't handle my sex drive. It had really been a curse. Some thought it was really fun for a few hours, but they got tired of the constant stimulation and energy I was able to give to them. Most thought I was just a sicko. Not Victoria-Vic. She was totally into it. We may have fucked each other raw, but she wasn’t stopping.
I responded with a slow grind and kissed her deeply. She pulled my arm like she wanted me to roll off of her, when I did she backed into my crotch. She was drenched and oozing out the bucket of cum I had recently shot into her. She reached around, grabbed my slick cock, and pushed it into her anus. It went smoothly but she still gasped as I was into her as far as my six to seven inches could go. I had never had anal sex before. As I said, most women just couldn’t keep up with me, so I never had a chance to go that far.
The feeling was different and just as lovely as I could now reach around and grab, pinch and play with her boobs and reach down and stroke her vagina. She came almost instantly and instead of slowing down, picked up the pace. She came again. I didn’t even know you could have an orgasm through anal. Shit, this was cool. I pushed back too. We hit it hard, three or four minutes of intense fucking and many more orgasms on Vic’s side and I released what felt like my all-time load deep in her ass. She came once more during my explosion.
We lay panting and gasping for air as before, only this took even longer to get our breath back.
I was still kind of hard. Even I was amazed.
Vic pulled off my penis with a long, sluuurrrppp, with a bit of wind passing out of her ass. She didn’t seem to mind and instead, rolled me onto my back and dove down and started sucking my cock. She parked her pussy over my lips and began pushing cum out of her anus plus her pussy was still leaking from earlier loads. I just sucked the bounty of fluids coming out of her. I had just about my fill of this white musky concoction when my dick twitched and pulsed another substantial load into Vic’s hungry mouth. There was too much for her to swallow all at once, but what she missed, she came back to and slurped it up.
Once she had me cleaned up, she turned around and faced me, cum dribbling down her face, her neck, her boobs and her stomach, then she slid up my chest and planted the biggest cum filled, sloppy, dick-tasting kiss ever on me.
We both started laughing. This was heavenly.
My dick had finally softened up. We fell asleep.
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