Sarahs New Patient - Part Two... Edited free porn video

It was all overwhelming… Sarah was a good religious girl who had always contended that she didn’t want to get married, so the idea of having sex with anyone, let alone a rehab patient she had just met, was something she had never seriously considered. In the course of less than a month, the 23 year old nurse had gone from being a confirmed virgin to having now fucked three men she had never met before and having had her traitorous body cum time after time as she begged them for more.

Sarah still couldn’t believe how easy it had been for her new patient to make her body respond to the touch of his fingers and the feel of his cock as it stroked her insides. Just like it had been with the two men on New Years night, she had ended up begging him to bring her to orgasm and cum inside her.

When she got home, she stood in the shower until it ran cold trying to wash away the memory of the way he had claimed her, and worse, the way her body had responded to him. After awhile it had all seemed to be a bad dream, except for the slight ache between her legs that reminded her of the length and girth of the man in room 110’s hard shaft… That is, until she woke up that night gasping for breath and with the crotch of her pajamas soaked after dreaming about riding Mr. Bryant’s massive cock. If that was a dream, then what had happened the previous day must have been real.

She had the following day off, and it passed so normally that Sarah almost forgot about what had happened. She went to bed that night with barely a thought for her growing sexual experience. She awoke again the next morning with a dull throbbing and dampness between her legs, and reality set in once more as she saw that she had again dreamed of Mr. Bryant’s cock driving in and out of her pussy.

The knot in Sarah’s stomach grew as she approached his room, knowing that she had promised to get assigned to him again so that he wouldn’t tell anyone about what had happened. He had made it pretty clear why he wanted her to come back. Sarah didn’t know what scared her more, the possibility that he could get her fired if he told, or the fact that thinking about what he expected her to do in exchange for keeping quiet caused a tingling to begin deep between her legs when she thought about having to allow his cock inside her again.

The young nurse took her time walking to room 110, delaying the inevitable. When she arrived at the closed door, she took a deep breath before knocking. From inside she heard his deep voice telling her to come in. She opened the door slowly, hands trembling slightly, and stepped inside.

As the door opened, and he saw who was there, Mr. Bryant smiled broadly. Her “treatment” of two days earlier had left him feeling better than he had in weeks, in spite of the broken leg, and he was looking forward to some follow up. The fact that he had been cleared for a shower just made things that much better. He intended to make sure her “assistance” was as hands-on as possible.

“Good evening, Sarah. Thanks for coming back. I missed seeing you yesterday.”

She walked slowly over to the side of the bed where Mr. Bryant sat. She tried not to look at the area of the bed where she knew his manhood was concealed by the bedclothes and a thin hospital gown.

“G… good evening. How are you feeling today?”

He smiled at her, “Just great. Must be all that wonderful nursing you gave me the other day.”

Sarah’s face turned bright red, and she looked away, “Mr. Bryant, please…”

She jumped as she felt his hand come to rest on her thigh, and slide up her leg to cup her pussy through her scrubs, “`Please’ what, Sarah?” He felt her go weak in the knees, which had the effect of pressing her cunt tightly against his palm. His fingers stroked along her slit, finding her clit as it became erect and jutted against the soft cotton of her panties.

Sarah caught her balance by grasping his wrist with her right hand as her left gripped the bedrail. Her breathing became ragged as he fingered her clit through the barrier of her clothing. A soft moan escaped her lips, “Uhhh… nooo… P…please don’t. I… I’m supposed to be getting you ready to take a s…shower.”

She whimpered slightly as his hand abruptly left her pussy, and he began to move his legs toward the side of the bed. “You know, you’re absolutely right. As enjoyable as Monday’s bed bath was, I’m looking forward to being able to have you help me take a real shower for change.” He grinned as she caught the double meaning to his statement, and blushed again.

Sarah helped Mr. Bryant turn to sit on the edge of the bed, and handed him a crutch that was propped against the wall.

With her help, he stood and put most of his weight on the crutch, while putting his arm around her shoulder and putting just enough weight on her to make her think he needed her help. As he expected, she allowed him to lean on her as they began to walk toward the bathroom. His hand soon slipped from her shoulder to her waist, where he slid it up inside her loose-fitting scrub shirt to caress the warm, soft skin of her belly. He felt a shiver run through her as his finger dipped into her belly button, but somewhat to his surprise, she didn’t flinch or try to pull away.

One of the fringe benefits of spending the extra money on a private room was the fact that Mr. Bryant had his own private bathroom, complete with its own shower area. As they entered the room, Sarah led him to a bench built into the wall below the place where the mount was for the handheld showerhead. She helped him sit down, and set his crutch out of the way of where the water was likely to fall. Looking around quickly, she found the large plastic bag that was to be fixed around his leg so that the plaster cast would stay dry while he showered.

“Is that to cover my cast?”

Sarah nodded, “I’ll help you put it on now, if you want.”

He smiled, “The sooner, the better, Sarah. I’m looking forward to this shower.”

Sarah carefully slipped the bag over his lower leg, and used the adhesive strips to seal it just above the top of the cast after pressing as much of the air out of it as she could. This whole procedure put her in close proximity to his crotch, and she could see his gown tent slightly as his cock began to stiffen a little.

Mr. Bryant saw her notice what was happening between his legs, and grinned. His grin grew wider as he saw her reaction… a flush traveled up her neck and face, and her breath grew momentarily sharp.

When she was finished, Sarah stood and was about to give him instructions on how best to wash himself, when the door to the main room opened and Karen called her name. Sarah responded, hoping her reaction to seeing his cock move wasn’t still evident.

Karen entered the bathroom and seemed satisfied that Sarah's patient was ready for his shower.

“How are you feeling today, Mr. Bryant?” She asked.

Mr. Bryant smiled, “Pretty good. Looking forward to finally getting a chance to take a good shower. Bed baths are fine and all, but they get a little old after awhile.”

The shift supervisor smiled back at him, “I’m sure they do. Is Sarah treating you well?”

“She's great. Got my leg all wrapped up like a mummy.”

Karen laughed and turned to the younger nurse, “I know you know the drill. Since this is his first shower since the accident, stick close by incase he needs any help. His chart says he still has some weakness in his arms and some problems with fine motor control, and his left leg barely holds his own weight, so he may have some trouble moving around. An orderly will be here just before noon to take him down for his x-rays. Okay?”

Sarah nodded, “Got it.”

“Good.” She smiled at the patient, “Enjoy your shower, Mr. Bryant.”

“Oh, I plan to ma’am. Believe me!” he cast a meaningful look in Sarah’s direction as he spoke.

The older nurse turned and walked out of the room, closing both the bathroom and bedroom doors behind her.

When she was gone, Mr. Bryant turned a wolfish grin on his nurse, “Now, how about that shower, nurse? Tell me how this is going to work, just like you did with the bed bath.”

Nervously, Sarah walked over to him, “F… first I’ll untie your gown so you can take it off, Mr. Bryant. Then I’ll bring you a washcloth and soap. Once all that’s ready, we’ll find a water temperature you like, and you can take your shower.”

Mr. Bryant grinned at her words… as if he were going to be doing all these things alone. “Sarah, I told you the other day to call me `Steve’. And by-the-way, you might want to take your shirt off. It’s liable to get wet otherwise.”

She hesitated for a moment, then did as he suggested, folding the blue garment and placing it on a shelf near the sink. With that done, she moved in front of him, and reached around behind his neck to untie his hospital gown. The knot was stuck, and as she worked at it, he gazed down between her breasts as they strained against the white cloth of her bra. Sarah jumped as she felt his mouth nuzzle her ear, and move down her neck to the curve of her shoulder.

As he kissed the smooth skin of her neck, Steve’s hands moved to surround her narrow waist briefly before pushing upward to cup her full breasts through the soft material that covered them.

As he kneaded her ample tits, feeling her nipples become erect and jut out through the thin cloth, her fingers continued to fumble with the knot in his gown. She whimpered in frustration as her pussy began to throb slightly and grow damp from his attentions to her neck and breasts. Abruptly, the knot fell apart, and Steve shrugged the gown off his shoulders, allowing it to puddle in his lap. As it fell, he pulled Sarah closer and his lips closed over hers, his tongue pressing relentlessly between her lips to caress the warm insides of her mouth.

Sarah’s mind seemed to grow numb as the sensations being caused by his hands and mouth took over. She wasn’t sure how long he had been kissing her when he pulled slowly away from her lips.

He removed the gown from his lap, and held it out to her, “Might as well put this over there too.”

Sarah felt short of breath as her eyes focused on his naked body. Steve was in his mid-fourties and liked to keep in shape. His chest and arms were well defined, but not muscle-bound, and his chest was lightly covered with hair the same brown color as that on his head. For a long moment, Sarah’s gaze was drawn to the long, thick shaft jutting up in front of his flat stomach. She knew from her earlier experience that his manhood wasn’t fully erect yet, but it was close. She wrestled her attention to the bundle of cloth in his hand and took it from him, hanging it on a hook on the door.

Steve smiled as he watched the direction of her gaze.

Before returning to where he was seated, Sarah collected a soft washcloth and a bottle of liquid soap. Then, trying hard to look anywhere other than at his crotch, Sarah came back over to the shower bench, set the cloth and bottle beside him, and reached over her patient’s head to retrieve the showerhead.

“You’ll have to let me know when I have it the right temperature,” she told him. She aimed the sprayer head toward the far wall of the shower nitch and turned on the water. As she attempted to get the temperature adjusted, she tried to ignore the backsplash that was beginning to dampen her scrub pants.

Steve noticed it too, and decided that it gave him a good excuse to finish getting rid of her outer clothing. She was facing away from him, and his hands went to her waist, untying the cinch and sliding it over her hips.

“I think you’ll need to get rid of this too, or it’ll be soaked.” He lowered it to her ankles and helped her step out of it.

The whole situation had long since taken on a surreal quality to the 23-year-old nurse. She felt his hands remove her pants, raising her feet one at a time to free them from around her ankles. She heard the rustle of cloth as he tossed it in the general direction of the shelf where her shirt was, and she felt the steamy air against her bare skin, but it all seemed to be happening at a distance from wherever her mind had retreated to.

Some level of reality returned abruptly as he reached around her body to test the water spray and then take the showerhead from her.
“You’d probably better get rid of your sneakers and stockings too. Otherwise you’ll spend the rest of the day squelching, and that’s no fun.”

She nodded dumbly, “Yeah, I guess you’re right. Thanks for reminding me,” she heard herself say. Deep in the back of her mind were there was still a slight will to resist what she knew was happening, she wondered why she was thanking him for telling her to take her cloths off.

As she leaned against the wall to remove her shoes and socks, Sarah watched as Steve used the showerhead to wet himself from head to toe. He certainly seemed to enjoy the feel of the hot spray. “Not too surprising after a week of bed baths, I guess.” she thought absently.

As he enjoyed the feeling of washing his hair for the first time in days, Steve watched as Sarah placed her sneakers and stockings on the shelf next to her scrubs. His eyes roamed her nearly naked body, lingering on the ample tits straining against white material of a bra that seemed too small to adequately contain them… He wondered if she had been forced to resort to an older, smaller one since the clasp on her other bra had been bent beyond repair when it snapped the other day. She stood nearly a foot shorter than he did, not more than 5’ 3”. Her long, dark blonde hair hung in a ponytail that reached the small of her back. Her heart shaped face held a small mouth, turned-up nose, and smoky blue eyes. His stiffening cock twitched at the sight of her body; ample 36C breasts, a narrow waist, and full hips.

Sarah stood nervously watching him wash his hair, aware of his gaze. Her face seemed to have become permanently flushed, and she felt a stirring inside her pussy as she looked at his semi-erect penis, knowing that it wouldn’t be long before it was long and hard and buried deep within her body. She felt a growing wetness collecting in the crotch of her panties, and her mind wanted nothing more than to collect her things and rush out of the room before her body’s urges could betray her again.

As Steve finished washing his hair, he motioned for her to come over to the shower bench, and as much as she wanted to refuse, she couldn’t. A wave of guilt washed over her as she realized that even without the threat of exposure and firing, she might not have had the strength to resist the pleasure she knew he was going to give her. Her whole body seemed to anxiously await what was to come, and although part of her mind still knew it was wrong and begged her to stop, it had lost any control over her rebellious flesh.

As she came to stand before him, he picked up the washcloth and soap from the bench and held them out to her. Hesitantly, Sarah took them out of his hand and he turned sideways on the bench. She squirted some of the liquid on the washcloth, and after rubbing it into a lather, slowly began to move it up and over his shoulders and down his back. His muscles were in knots after lying in bed for days, and her nurses training exerted itself enough for her to try to work some of them out of his shoulders as she washed his back.

Sarah’s back began to ache from bending over him, so she moved to kneel behind him on the bench. Steve felt the warmth of her body as she situated herself behind him. She scrubbed downward and rubbed the cloth over his lower back. He leaned towards her and felt her breasts brush against his back through the cloth of her bra as she and rubbed the washcloth over his shoulders. Her hands moved lower again and he felt the coarse terrycloth travel down to his waist. There she stopped and washed his right leg as far as the protective plastic, then back upward where she paused. Steve felt her hands begin to tremble as she hesitantly began to wash what she could reach of his ass. He leaned forward again to give her better access. She hesitated again before quickly washing between his muscular cheeks.

He felt her hand leave his backside, and she murmured, “You… You should rinse off.” Before she could move out of the way, he aimed the showerhead over his shoulder, rinsing off the soap and causing her to gasp as her bra and panties caught a soaking blast. He turned and looked at her wolfishly. Her large nipples were erect and clearly visible against the wet material of her white bra.

“Oops. I guess you’ll need to get out of those too, now.” He handed her the showerhead, soaking her even more in the process, and reached between her ample tits to unclasp her bra. Her large tits tumbled free of their confinement, and when he had untangled the straps from the shower hose, he tossed it in the general direction of her other clothing. His hands reached down to hook the sides of her white cotton panties, and he yanked the elastic straight out to the sides. The wet material shredded in his hands, and Sarah yelped as her recently shaved pussy was bared for him.

Steve grasped the back of her head with one hand and kissed her long and hard before leaning back and taking the showerhead from her again, “Finish washing me, Sarah.”

Sarah’s hands trembled as she soaped the washcloth again, and began lathering his chest, moving the soapy cloth in circles over the dark hair covering his lean body. The circles increased in size and became an oval as she covered his torso in suds. Steve looked down at her, his eyes soaking in the blonde nurse whose trembling hands were bathing him.

Sarah could hardly help but notice that he had become very hard, even though she hadn’t touched that part of his body yet. His cock was standing straight and ready. As she ran the washcloth down over his chest, she made a conscious effort to avoid touching his rigid member. Instead, she scrubbed his shoulders and his chest and then moved down to rub his legs. She had to lean over to soap his thighs, and when she did, she saw his cock twitch in response to the stimulation.

As she washed his left leg, Sarah felt a warm spray of water soak her hair and back, and then Steve’s fingers remove the rubberband holding her hair in its ponytail. With the wet folds of her long hair spread across her back, his hands slid over her shoulders and around to her chest, where he cupped her tits and rolled her nipples between his fingers, making them contract until they were hard as pebbles.

He pushed her back into an upright position in front of him. His left hand moved to cup the hand she held the soapy washcloth in, and directed her to squirt more soap into it. “Let’s make sure you get me nice and clean.” Steve helped Sarah wrap the washcloth around his cock and moved it up and down. As she stroked, he moaned and braced his free hand against her soft shoulder. When he was sure she would continue on her own, his left hand found her other shoulder while Sarah slipped the washcloth along the length of his shaft. After several moments, he stopped her, took the washcloth away, and abundantly soaped her hands. He directed them back, this time wrapping her bare, soapy fingers around his dick.

Sarah’s patient closed his eyes for a second and said “Oh Sarah, your hands are so soft!” as he was holding onto her wrists making her hands go up and down on him. He directed her actions for several moments before once again he let go of her wrists. She kept stroking him on her own but very slowly, her hands trembling as she did.

As Sarah continued to “wash” Steve’s cock, he picked up the washcloth from the bench, squeezed a stream of soap into it and began to run the cloth over her body, spreading lather as he went. He took great care lathering her large breasts before working his way down toward her mound. He took extra care lathering it, sliding his soapy fingers through her blonde pubic hair and down her pink slit. She shuddered and moaned as he soapily teased her, and she stopped stroking him. The 23 year old’s whole body began trembling as he started to give her pussy a washing, sliding his cloth covered finger along her slit and stopping to rub her clit. Her eyes closed as she said “No, please, please don't do this. You can't… no, please don't… stooop!”

Her patient grinned and decided to interpret her last moan as, “Don’t stop,” instead of what she probably intended her words to mean.

Sarah’s eyes flew open as he pushed a finger into her. She to gasp for breath as he finger fucked her with one hand and made her stroke his cock with the other. Then a look of pleasured shame crossed her face as she moaned “Oh no…. Please don’t make me… No… stop, you’re going to make me… I… I'm going to… Oh … oh… OOOHHHHHHHH… nosa… Please… stop!!… Please nooo.” He didn't stop and her eyes closed as she was started to orgasm. She came hard against his hand and she almost lost her balance, falling against his chest.

Steve pulled her forward to straddle his waist, turned sideways to lean against the wall, and then reached up and replaced the showerhead in its slot. He pulled her trembling body tight against his, and she felt his rock hard cock press against her lathery, hot mound as his lips covered hers. He kissed her deeply as their bodies slipped soapily against one another.

He pushed her back slightly so the hot water could spray over them, rinsing the lather from their bodies. When they were rinsed, he moved his kisses to other places and began tracing the contours of her body with his tongue. Each stroke of his tongue caused her to gasp and sent electric shocks through her womanhood.

By the time he reached her breasts she was short of breath, and her nipples were fully erect. His lips locked onto and suckled each rosy pebble, his teeth gently nipping them. His tongue flicked around the tips furiously as he sucked. As he suckled her sensitive tits, warm water cascaded from the showerhead onto their aroused bodies. It ran between her breasts, stimulating her sensitized skin, adding to the sensations he was already causing. After giving each breast ample attention, he covered her mouth with his again, pushing past her closed lips to caress her warm, soft tongue with his own. As he kissed her, Steve directed her small hands back to his cock and without thinking; Sarah grasped it and began to slowly stroke the length of it. Her patient moaned into her mouth has he felt himself approaching his own climax.

He decided that he wanted to do what he hadn’t done before, and cum in her mouth before getting down to the serious business of fucking her pussy. He broke the kiss and carefully pushed her off his lap and onto her knees between his legs.

“Time to finish cleaning my cock, Sarah. Just like you did the other day.” When she looked up at him in confusion, he gripped the back of her head in both hands, his fingers entwining themselves in her thick, wet hair, and gently but firmly directed her lips toward his stiff member. Sarah shook her head in refusal, but he rubbed the thick head of his manhood against her mouth, and after a moment, she opened it slightly.

Steve pressed the head past her pursed lips, over the tip of his rigid cock, and slowly she took him into her mouth. Holding her head firmly to guide her, he withdrew. Again, he pressed into her mouth, feeling her tongue and lips slide along the bottom of his shaft. Sarah’s eyes closed as she felt her snatch becoming damp with arousal as he made her begin to suck him off. He watched as her head bobbed at his waist and the warm water pelting both of their bodies added to the erotic feel of her actions. Unintelligible sounds escape Sarah’s throat as he directed her to suck him harder and faster, her shoulders and tits quivering with the exertion.

Steve grabbed handfuls of her hair and increased the pace of the blowjob, pressing her face against him and pulling back. His cock rasped against the back of Sarah’s throat with each thrust. His hips moved in rhythm with her head. He moaned with pleasure as he held the back of her head and fucked her mouth. He pulled her onto his shaft as far as he could and held that position as his cock erupted, sending hot jets spraying against the back of her throat. As Sarah felt his cum shoot into her mouth, he held her in position with his cock buried between her lips. She was forced to swallow several times, but couldn’t manage it all, and milky streams trickled down her chin.

Steve pumped in and out of Sarah’s mouth several more times to make sure he stayed stiff, then taking his cock from her mouth, he pulled her to her feet and made her kneel straddling his hips again. He rubbed his cock against the smooth flesh of her belly as it became trapped between them, and it came to full attention once more.

When he had positioned her on his lap, Steve’s hands began to stroke her sides, slowly caressing the smooth, wet flesh between her hips and arms. His lips pressed against hers; his mouth pressed hers open, his tongue began to probe deeply as his hands moved to explore her stomach and her large tits. His finger traced the pale, thin scar that traveled between her heaving mounds He took a breast in each hand and massaged them, kneading the soft flesh and pinching the sensitive, erect nipples.

Sarah let out a low moan as he lowered his head to her left tit and took the erect nipple into his mouth. “Ahhh… Nooosssaaa!” she gasped as he took as much of the soft mound in as he could, sucking the aroused tip roughly, sending searing bolts of pleasure through her belly to her wet pussy.

Steve groaned as he raised his head and began tasting her other tit. His teeth pulled at the erect nipple as his hand slid down between them to her stomach. He pressed the palm of his hand against her wet pussy. Instinctively, her hips bucked to meet his hand. He plunged two fingers deep inside her aching canal and began pumping. Her hips thrust rhythmically against his hand, her cunt muscles clenching around his fingers.

As his thumb flicked the swollen bud of her clit, Sarah’s body convulsed, and she heard herself cry, “Oh, Nossa! Oh, please… Oh… oh… Ahhh!!” He finger fucked her more rapidly, with more depth as his thumb continued to graze her sensitive, swollen clit. Sarah’s body grew taut with the strain of her impending orgasm. Her hips rocked her back and forth on his lap, and she could feel her pussy mound throb as it rubbed against the length of his cock.

As the peak of her orgasm approached, Steve hooked his fingers inside her cunt and thrust them deeper into her depths. He twisted his fingers with each entry and found her most sensitive spot, pressing it hard and rhythmically.

“Oh, Nooosssaaa!!!” Sarah gasped through clenched teeth as she came against her patient’s hand. Her hips and legs convulsed with the intensity of her climax, and she moaned, “Ahhh, Mr. Bryant, nooo!!”

His fingers continued to fuck her pussy, not letting her orgasm end. “Cum for me, Sarah. That’s it baby, cum for me!”

As she came down from her orgasm he removed his hand, raised her up on the bench and aimed the tip of his cock at her swollen pussy. As soon as she felt him brush against her, she looked down and saw the head of his dick touching her pussy. She pleaded, “Nooo, Oh please, I can’t!”

Steve guided his cock to Sarah’s pussy and slowly entered her. He was so thick and she was so tight he had to press hard to move past the pink folds. Once the head had pushed past her entrance, he grasped her full hips and started pulling her onto his cock slowly until his nine inches were buried all the way inside her womb, and then pulled out.
He slid in and out a few times then stopped while still buried deep inside her steaming pussy. He looked down between their drenched bodies and said, “Oh Sarah, your pussy feels soooo good…. So tight!”

Sarah’s breath was coming in short gasps as she felt his cock move inside her, touching places that had her body anticipated after having been touched there for the first time just weeks before. She felt her muscles contract around his shaft, sending surges of pleasure through her cunt with each pulse beat. Her small hands gripped his wrists convulsively in time with what was happening inside her pussy, and she cried out, “Oh… oh… oh… Please…! Please, M… Mr. B… Bryant! Ohhh!!”

Sarah felt herself being pulled forward, and she gasped as his massive cock shifted inside her. A low moan escaped her lips has he sucked her sensitive left nipple into his mouth and circled it with his tongue. He paused to mumble against her tit, “Please what, Sarah? Say it.”

Her eyes squeezed shut at the embarrassment of having to say it out loud again, but after Monday, Sarah knew what he wanted her to say. “F… fuck me, Mr. Bryant.” Her breath caught as he bit her nipple lightly, “Ssss…uuhhh… Oh… Oh nossa! Please, m… my pussy …fuck my p…pussy.”

He lifted her up until his length slid out of her, the swollen head of his cock remaining poised just outside her throbbing cunt, “Call me `Steve’, remember? How badly do you want me, Sarah? Show me.”

Almost with a will of its own, Sarah’s right hand left his wrist and moved between her legs to grasp his rigid cock. Her small fingers didn’t fit around it, but she moved it into position, the head just poking into her pink folds. Steve moaned as he felt his manhood press against her, “Ahhh… That’s it Sarah. Put it all the way in.”

She whimpered as she lowered herself, slowly pushing his long, thick maleness all the way inside her throbbing womanhood. She could feel him penetrate deeper and deeper inside her steaming sheath as she mounted him. Part of her mind seemed detached from what was happening to her. A wave of shame and embarrassment came over her as she realized that she was willingly taking this man’s penis into her. The wave vanished as she filled her pussy with his manhood, as though his rock hard shaft were physically pushing it out of her. Sarah felt her pussy spasm uncontrollably as his cock pressed against her cervix, sending her into another intense orgasm.

When he felt her cum, Steve began raising and lowering her hips, slowly at first and then faster. As he leaned forward to kiss her, his shaft continued to piston in and out of her tight pussy. Over and over again, he lifted her up and then pulled her roughly against his hips and fucked deep into her womb. Sarah’s hands had moved to grip his biceps; her fingernails digging into his skin as his long, thick cock fucked her relentlessly. He licked his way to her neck, grunting and groaning softly into her ear as his meat slammed into her increasingly well fucked pussy.

“Oh, fuck! Oh, Sarah! Shit, you’re such a great fuck!” His right hand traveled from her hip to cup her bobbing tit while his left hand moved around, gripping her ass cheek to make sure she continued riding his cock. He kneaded her 36C tit with his hand, rasping his thumb over its erect tip over and over again, whispering in her ear how beautiful her tits were.

As he fondled her tit and drove his cock in and out of her, Sarah’s mind abandoned her to the sensations enveloping her body. From what seemed a long way off, she heard herself whimper in time with his thrusts, “Ah… ah… ahhh… Uh! Oh! N… nooosa… Oh! Oh! Y… yes… yes… Oh! P… lease… Harder! Fuck… fuck… me, harder!”

Steve loved the feel of Sarah’s over stimulated body as it moved against him. As their rhythm quickened, her pussy muscles tightened around his cock. His strokes came harder and deeper each time until he knew she was close to climaxing again. Her pussy contracted around him. She cried out in ecstasy as she began cumming. He clenched a handful of hair in his right hand and held it still, making her look at him as she succumbed to another orgasm.

“Ohhh yeah, Sarah! I can feel you cumming for me. You’ve got such a tight little cunt.” He moaned as he bottomed out, his cockhead thrusting deep inside her throbbing core. He raised her part way off him, and then slammed in and out of her hard and fast several times, feeling his cum welling up but wanting to wait for her to cum with him as he filled her tight box with his jiz.

Sarah cried out as her climax seemed to build instead of subside each time he pounded into her. She could feel his cock swell, the thick head seeming larger each time it crashed into her. She felt his cock growing inside her, and knew he was close to cumming. She felt panic rise along side her orgasm as she remembered that her womb could be fertile and just waiting for him to flood it with his sperm.

She grunted in time with his thrusts, as she tried to get the words out to beg him to stop, “Uh, uh, uh, uhhh! Oh, oh, oh, p…p…please, Mr. Bryant….Ahhh! P… p… please don’t c…um ins…side me! Oh, oh, ahhh… ahhh!! N… nosssaaa!!! P… please, if you c…um in… side me, I… I might g… get p… pregnant! P… please… ahhh… ohhh… AHHH!!!”

When he heard her words, they sent Steve over the edge. He gave one final thrust deep inside her, causing Sarah’s climax to reach its peak just as the head of his cock swelled and then exploded, bathing her insides with his scalding hot cum and, some distant part of her knew, launching his sperm through her vagina into her uterus seeking out the tiny target that might be there. Then as another hot blast of cum erupted into her, it drove away everything except the intense orgasm that was crashing through her body.

Steve’s hands gripped her narrow waist tightly as he held her pussy pressed against his groin, the intensity of his own orgasm surprised even him as he filled her full of his jiz. Sarah’s back arched as she rode the wave of her climax, and he buried his face between her swaying tits, hissing against her flushed, wet skin, “Ahhh, Sarah. Feel me cum inside your tight pussy, baby! Oh shit, you’re such a great fuck!” and then moving to suck one of her waiting nipples.

As Sarah began to come down from her orgasm, her cunt seemed to pulse around her patient’s shaft, milking the last few drops of cum from its engorged head. She drew a ragged breath, “Ssssssss…. Uhhhh…. Ohhh, I can feel you so deep inside me… Uhaahh…” Abruptly, as if a string had been cut, the strength of her climax vanished, and she slumped against his chest with a long moan, his still hard cock firmly planted between her legs as she quietly gasped for breath.

A hand gripped the back of Sarah’s head and guided her mouth to his, his tongue slipping between her soft lips to caress hers as his other hand fondled her tit. After a lazy few moments exploring her smooth body, Steve lifted her off his softening member, and set her in a kneeling position on the bench next to him. She was still weak from her multiple orgasms, and had to steady herself with her hands against the wall of the shower.

Careful of his broken leg, Steve stood behind her and spread her legs, pausing to insert a finger between the swollen pink folds of her cunt. Sarah gasped raggedly as he slowly finger-fucked her to the edge of another orgasm. As he felt her pussy beginning to clench at his long digit spasmodically, he withdrew it with an abruptness that cause her to whimper. He carefully propped his broken leg next to hers on the bench, and she felt the thick head of his rapidly hardening shaft brush against her pussy lips.

Sarah drew a sharp breath as he entered her waiting hole with agonizing slowness. She felt his long, thick manhood fill her inch-by-inch, growing longer and harder as it drove waves of pleasure before it. As his cock traveled deeper into her cunt, his strong hands moved from gripping her hips, up to surround her narrow waist. He pulled her body another inch or two onto his cock, before sliding his hands around to cup her ample tits, kneading them roughly before rolling her large, sensitive nipples into hard tips. This caused her to gasp as sensations seemed to shoot from the taut pink nubs down to the hot center of her womanhood where Steve’s manhood was moving inside her.

Sarah cried out as her patient suddenly thrust the last few inches of his cock into her throbbing pussy. The thick head of his hard shaft caused her cunt to spasm as she came slightly. She felt fresh juices flow around him as her cunt seemed to pulse around the long, thick intruder. He was so deep inside her that she imagined she could sense the tip of his cock peeking inside her already drenched womb as it waited to be assaulted once again by his thick cum.

One hand left her tit and slipped between her legs to play with her erect clit as he began to slowly thrust in and out of her tight pussy. Sarah felt herself rising toward another intense orgasm as his fingers rolled and pinched the throbbing nub between her legs. His other hand moved to stroke her long blonde hair, and then gently turn her head so he could cover her lips with his. She moaned as his tongue slid between her lips and rasped against her own tongue in time with the thrusting of his cock in her pussy.

The hand cupping her mound slid up to rest on the smooth skin of her belly, a finger circling and then dipping into her navel and then out again. After a long kiss, Steve released her head, and his newly freed hand slipped back to fondle her breast. Sarah moaned as he withdrew his cock from her pussy and rubbed the swollen head against her cunt lips. He pushed forward and her lips parted easily for his member, and for a moment he paused just inside her opening. His hands moved to her waist, lifting her slightly to reposition her body, allowing him to slide all the way inside in one stroke. He drove his cock into her, thrusting so deep and so forcefully, his body pressed hers against the shower wall.

“OHHH nossa!” she moaned as his cock slid into her.

He grabbed her shoulders and pressed her ass tightly against his groin, trying to get his cock as deep inside her as possible. He looked down between her legs and said, “Ahhh, Sarah, your pussy feels sooo good.”

Sarah’s patient grabbed her hips and began to thrust in and out of her. She felt his momentum increase, and he began to fuck her harder. His cock drove in and out of her throbbing vagina with long hard strokes. He gazed down at her soft ass as he fucked her, the muscles in her cunt pulsating around his rock hard member, welcoming each stroke. Sarah grabbed the handrail that circled the shower room, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the metal bar, while Steve continued to pummel her without mercy.

Steve groaned loudly as he fucked her tight pussy. Her cunt was incredibly hot and tight around his thrusting rod as he fucked her hard and fast. He could tell she was close to cumming again already!

“Uhn! Uhn! Unh! UNH! UNH! OHHH! OHHH!” she moaned, feeling the orgasm rising inside her again. Her body began convulsing with each thrust into her tight cunt. “Ohhh! Ohhh nossa! Ah, Yes! Yes, h…harder! P… please fuck me, harder!!” she heard herself call out as she climaxed hard. Her juices poured over his cock, mingling with the water that continued to flow over their bodies. She thrashed her body uncontrollably until Steve grabbed her shoulders again and held her still while she succumbed to the intense orgasm. Her moans became whimpers while she lost herself in the sensations.

As her orgasm seemed to be subsiding, Steve slid his hand around to the front of her body, his fingers finding her clitoris as he continued to fuck her pussy. In moments, as his fingers rubbed her clit, her climax exploded again with even more intensity.

“Ohhh, yes! Ohhh, please! AHHH! AHHH F… uck m… me!” She cried cumming hard around his pistoning shaft. Sarah was gasping for breath as her streaming wet cunt convulsed around his rock hard manhood. She whimpered and moaned as her body gyrated under his sharp thrusts. His strong hands gripped her ass, cupping her soft ass cheeks, squeezing them as he buried the long thick meat of his cock deep in her tight pussy again and again.

Sarah’s body shuddered as smaller orgasms followed the earlier hot, wrenching one each time his cock pressed against her cervix. She gasped and moaned rhythmically as the sensations gripped her body. Her vaginal muscles convulsed under of her patient’s driving, hammering prick. “ Ohhhnnn! Yes! Ahhnngg! Ohhh yes!” she groaned as he fucked her more and more roughly. “Unnhh! Onnggh! Mr. Bryant…” Dazed, she remembered his command of before, “S…Steve, You’re making me c… cum! Unnnhhh!”

Slowly he pulled his massive cock out of her pussy. He held the swollen head poised at the very edge of Sarah’s glistening cunt-lips. He reached one hand around her hips and slipped a finger inside her hole, teasing her clit.

Her breathing became more ragged again as he finger-fucked her, and she could feel the bulbous tip of his cock press against her pussy lips. “S…Steve, please…” Sarah pleaded.

His finger began to fuck her pussy more forcefully, “Please what, Sarah?”

Now she didn’t even think about what she was supposed to say. The words exploded for her as he fingered her toward another orgasm. “Please… Th… that feels so good. Ohhh I want your c… cock inside me.”

“How badly do you want me?” her patient asked, his voice demanding an answer.

Sarah knew what he wanted her to say almost instinctively, now, “Uhhnn, f… fuck me h… hard. Unnnhhh, ohhh please, f… fuck me! I want you to f… fuck my p… pussy hard. Please, S… Steve! Pleeease!”

“Anything you want, baby!” Steve groaned in reply as he slammed into her hard, the heat of her vagina immediately engulfing the entire length of his cock.

“UNNNHHH!” she moaned as he filled her up. “Oh nossa, it's so big inside me!” she gasped weakly. “I can feel it so deep inside me!”

One hand moved to turn her head until his lips found hers and he began to kiss her deeply, but was forced to break the kiss as he began to fuck her harder and harder. He drove in and out of her tight, wet cunt, his cock thrusting faster and faster.

“Say it, Sarah! Say you want me to fuck you! Tell me where you want me to cum for you, baby!” He hissed in her ear.

Again, there was no pause to think, no consideration even of her potential fertility. Sarah’s voice was strained with the approach of her next orgasm as she moaned, “Oh yes! Ohhh yes! F…fuck my p… pussy, P… please fuck me h… harder! It… it feels so… so… Unghhh…unh, unh, unh! Ohhh! It’s in so deep! Anngghhh! Ungghhh! Ohhhnnn! P… please don’t s… stop! Cum inside me! Please f… f… fill my p…pussy!”

Her patient’s hands moved to grasp Sarah’s swaying tits tightly as he prepared to thrust his cock into her cunt one or two more times. “Oh god, Sarah,” he cried, “I'm gonna cum inside your tight little pussy.”

Sarah quivered and twisted beneath him while his hands mauled her aching breasts as he fucked her. He slid his hands down her body and then back to her jiggling tits again. He pinched her nipples fiercely. She nearly cried out with pain as his fingers assaulted the excited buds. “Ohhh no… nossa! Ohhh, please! Ohhh… yes… yes! I'm going to cum! You’re making me cum again! Ahhh! Ohhh, p…please cum inside me, Mr. Bryant… Steve!” She gasped for breath and moaned loudly, “Ahhhggg… ohhhnnn! Please cum inside me now! Do it! Fill me with your cum!”

Sarah’s patient could hold back no longer. The hard fucking of his nurse left his cock pulsating in need of release. He drew back one final time, watching her body tense in anticipation. Abruptly, he thrust his body against hers, driving his engorged cock all the way inside her waiting cunt and into her womb. As he bottomed out, he held himself deep inside of her. His hips jerked several times, and he moaned with his own release as she came one final time.

He moaned, launching more of his potent seed into her womb, “Uhhh, Sarah! That’s it baby, cum for me. Feel my big cock fill your pussy with my jiz. Feel it load you all the way up, baby! Ahhh!” His third load of cum that day shot into Sarah's tight cunt and he held her close, pressing her ass tight against his crotch, ensuring that she would get all of it.

As Sarah came hard around Steve’s throbbing member, she felt the long, thick streams of cum erupt from the top of his shaft and into her eager pussy. She gasped as the steaming blasts pumped into her, bathing her insides. In the back of her mind, she imagined his seed flooding into her as the thick shaft she had begged him to impale her with fertilized her womb. The image vanished as quickly as it had come, as her final orgasm peaked. Sarah’s back arched against his chest, and she cried out one last time, as the intensity of her final orgasm overwhelmed her completely.

When the sensations subsided, she found that he had moved into a sitting position on the bench, with her straddling his legs, still facing away from him, and with his slowly softening cock still embedded between her legs. He had turned her sideways, and was lazily suckling one nipple, causing shocks to travel from the hard tip down to her well-used cunt.

When he saw she had recovered from her orgasm, he carefully lifted her off his member, and helped her to stand. Neither spoke as he showered the cum off from them both, and then helped her dry them each off with the towels on the sink.

When they were both dry, he leaned over to kiss her, his tongue probing deeply into her mouth as one hand moved to fondle her breast while the other stroked lower to the soft folds of her pussy. Finally, he broke away.

“Much as I’d like to keep at my `therapy’, I think you’d better get dressed while I get my gown back on. It’ll be time for that x-ray before we know it.” He grinned down at her, “We’ll just have to schedule some more “therapy” for some other time, won’t we, nurse?” He grabbed his gown and crutch, and hobbled back into his room, leaving a dazed Sarah to collect her uniform.

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