Hello Nurse – An Erotic Story

Well, “Hello Nurse!” I have a pain in my pants. Can you make it feel better?

I think I’m delirious because I’m finding myself in a hospital bed, in what must not be my Man Cave. I struggle to look down and see an IV in my arm and a bunch of bandages all over what I can see of my body. There’s a remote control device next to me that can call for a nurse – or it controls the TV. But still, I have no idea what I did to get here. Feels like a dream.

I press the remote button to see what will happen, and a nurse enters the room a few minutes later. All I could mutter was, “Hello nurse.” She says, “Hi there, can I help you?” I ask her, “Where am I? What hap­pened to me?” The nurse comes over, fiddles with the machine I’m hooked up to and stands over me at the foot of the bed. She reaches for the clipboard with my charts and reads, “Young man, you’re at the University Medical Center, just off cam­pus. You were in an automobile accident. You have a concussion, lacerations, and internal bleeding. Looks like you may be here for a while, so settle back, and we’ll take care of you soon.”

I look around and see a clock reading two am. Not knowing what to say next, I blurt out, “What’s a pretty thing like you doing at a place like this at this hour?” She giggles and says, “I’m your night nurse, Ramona, and I’m here to comfort people like you in their time of need. So, young man, is there anything more I can do?” Not knowing how to respond, I say jokingly, “How about a little kiss?” She smiles, then leans forward and presses her lips on mine. I’m dumbfounded. I wasn’t expecting her to do anything.

The best I could hope for was for her to walk away and not report me. When she leans back, I say, “Nice, I didn’t think you’d do it.” She replies,” Studies show that patients who get stimulated heal faster. So if I can help make you heal faster, I’m glad to help.” Emboldened, I grab her hand, saying, “Well, do you wanna heal me some more?” She smiles and nods, then leans forward and kisses me again. I kiss back, and her tongue finds its way into my mouth. My hand weaves its way behind her and cups a butt cheek, pulling her a little closer. I see her waistband. I slide my hand into her pants and begin massaging her butt.

Ramona pulls my hand out. She straightens up and smiles, whis­pering, “I’d like to fuck you, but not tonight. You need to heal. So no hands under my clothes. You can feel it from outside. Now, back to our healing process.” Suddenly, her beeper goes off, spoiling the mood. She gives me one last quick kiss before putting my chart back and running out the door. I look around the room for a few minutes and realize I have to accept my situation. I try to remem­ber the car crash, but nothing is coming. I decided to kick back and try to get some more sleep.

Morning rolls around when Ramona comes into my room. She sits on the bed, then flops down and lays next to me, laying her head on my shoulder. She says, “Sorry about running off. They needed every available nurse in the ER. But the chaos is over, and I’m off now.” I wrap my arm around her and say,” You look exhausted, Ramona.” She cuddles into me and says, “Totally. I’m too tired even to drive home. I don’t wanna go back to that empty apartment right now anyway. Can I just sleep in here until my next shift?” I nod, and she smiles. Then, she kisses me and goes to sleep on me. I turn on the TV and let it lull me back to sleep, too.

An hour later, the door opens loudly to the doctor walking in. He looks at the two of us and says, “Nurse Ramona, this is not a hotel room!” She quickly stands up and says, “No, doctor. I had been in the ER all night and was exhausted. I didn’t think it was safe to drive. This gentleman was nice enough to let me sleep here. But I can go now.” She walks across the room toward the door. Walking behind the doctor, she says, “See you later!”

The doctor tells me what is wrong with me. There were just some contusions and a bit of fluid in my lungs. Besides that, he says I’m a strong, healthy young man with too much to drink and forgot to designate a driver. I have to stay for at least two more days so they can keep an eye on me. He leaves. I then notice a phone num­ber written on the napkin on the table next to the bed. I found my cell phone number and called it. She answers the phone, “I was just sitting in the nurse’s lounge until the doctor went away. I’ll be there when the coast is clear. Bye.” A few minutes later, I heard the door open again. Ramona slips into my room and quietly closes the door. She sits on the couch and says, “I can visit patients. Doctors all think they run things.” She smiles. I haven’t given her a good look, but she’s beautiful. Young, creamy skin, large brown eyes, a perfect body hidden under those scrubs, and a smile that will melt your heart.

I make a half-hearted attempt to sit up in the bed, but a huge pain shoots through my legs. Nurse Ramona gently feels the area and says, “It seems to be healing better than most injuries like this do in one night. My treatments are working, but you can re­ally hurt yourself if you move too much, so I’m sorry, we can’t do anything for a while.” I put on a sad face, and she gently bites my lower lip and then kisses it. She lays next to me gently, saying, “I really need to sleep, so good night. Please wake me up in a few hours before the doctor returns.”

I wake up first, but Ramona is still sleeping. I turn off the TV and wake her by kissing her repeatedly. She smiles and mumbles,” I wish I could wake up to that every morning.” She sits up and looks at me, thinking. She says, “OK, we can date, but on one condition.” I nod, and she says, “The sexual healing wasn’t just a pickup line. I really do think it works. So, as long as you can live with me healing others like this, we can date. I kiss, make out, screw, but nothing after they leave the hospital.”

I reluctantly agree. “I can’t ask you to stop doing what you do. But try to keep it to healing and not for fun.” She nods and kisses me, then leaves to start her shift. I spend most of the evening recuperating, watching TV, and eating dinner. I fall asleep around nine and wake up to Ramona lying next to me again. She says, “I’m going to start that healing process I told you about, but you cannot tense up. Just relax and let it come.” I nod, and she licks her lips and kisses me. She gets up from the bed and goes over to the sink. She prepares for a sponge bath and returns to the bed with the soapy pan and washcloth. She pulls down the bed sheet, then my boxers. She wrings the cloth and begins to rub it around my crotch area. She gently cleans the area, being sure to get down between my legs and balls, working the washcloth back between my butt cheeks.

I stiffen at her touch, and that seems to make her job of washing my cock a bit easier. She finishes by rinsing me with cool, clean water and takes the pan back to the sink. Returning to the bed, she sits on the edge and then begins to rub my dick to get me harder. First, with one hand, long, tight strokes are done. Then, add­ing another hand to make it firmer. She slips the second hand down to my balls and begins caressing them. I try not to moan too loudly.

Then she lowers her head down and starts to lick the head of my cock. Her tongue works its magic up and down my shaft. She is sure to make eye contact with me, smiling at me as her head bobs up and down on my cock. I watch as her tongue swirls around the shaft, and her hands continue stimulating my balls.

Her mouth replaces her hands on my balls, and she sucks one into her mouth. I feel her tongue address it gently, and then she slurps the other into her mouth. She repositions herself between my legs with both balls in her mouth and her hands stroking my cock up and down as she fixes her gaze on me. I try to keep it together so as not to pop any stitches or my load this quickly. She takes my cock back into her mouth. Starting at the top with a tight pucker, she lowers her head all the way down my cock, taking the last inch in slowly, working her tongue out of her mouth to accommodate it all. I’m amazed at her deep-throating skills, and I’m getting closer and closer to cumming.

She stays down there another ten minutes, giving me the longest and best blow job I ever had. I moan out that I’m ready to cum, and she slows the pace, subtly telling me that I should cum in a relaxed orgasm. Half a dozen jerks later, I empty my load deep into her mouth, and she holds her mouth over my cock, swal­lowing every drop of it. Ramona then sips from her water bottle to wash it down with water. “You taste great, but I have to sleep now, so when I return tonight from my shift, it’s my turn, so you’re going to do me.” I can’t wait.

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