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Authors name: Traci (queen_traci@yahoo.com)
Story title : Jennifer's Special Treatment
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Jennifer's Special Treatment (Fg, rom, exh, 1st)
by Traci (queen_traci@yahoo.com)
***
A young girl has an unexpected an intensely erotic
encounter with her nurse while in the hospital.
***
Jennifer Taylor was bored. There was nothing good to
watch on the TV, and her eyes hurt too much to read. The
pretty teenager had been visited by at least a dozen
friends and family yesterday, but today no one had come
by. To her delight, the nice nurse she had met earlier
walked in just then. Maybe she had to time to talk.
"How we doing, Jenny?" said Linda Wells, R.N.
Jennifer flashed her gorgeous smile. "Better now. It was
getting boring in here. Are you going to stay for a
while?" Jenny thought this nurse was just the sweetest
lady. She guessed that Linda was probably in her mid-
twenties. The gorgeous nurse didn't wear scrubs like so
many other nurses, but wore the more traditional white
nurse's dress, which fit tightly on her shapely body. She
wore her blonde hair in a bun.
Linda frowned. "Aww, sweetie, I have four other patients
I have to see, then I'll be back ok? I just popped in to
see how you're feeling."
"Well, I'm ok. Just lonely," Jenny sighed. "Hey, how long
is your hair?"
Linda smiled. "Oh about four inches past my shoulders.
And you--we're gonna wash all that pretty hair tomorrow,
right?"
"Right!" Jennifer grinned. Her own hair was a little
longer than Linda's, and soft as silk, like all of her
was.
"Ok, sweetie... see you in just a little bit." Linda
quickly checked Jennifer's IV, and left.
Jennifer turned slowly onto her side and decided to nap
some. The pain still welled up in her back and ribs when
she moved. Her terrible fall two days ago seemed like a
distant memory other than that. She had been on a ladder,
helping paint at a school project when a tree limb had
fallen on her and knocked her off the ladder, sending her
tumbling to earth.
She had been lucky, she had been told, but didn't feel
it: a concussion, a cracked rib, and some evidence that
there may be an infection somewhere. That was why she
would be here another day, maybe longer, the doctor told
her, so they could watch her and make sure nothing
dangerous was going on inside.
With the blanket pulled up to her neck (that short
hospital gown just didn't keep her warm enough) Jennifer
dozed off for a while.
When she woke up an hour later, Linda was pulling the
curtain closed on her area, and humming lightly.
"Hi," Jennifer said sleepily.
"Hi hon," Linda said brightly. "Time for your
temperature."
"Temperature?"
"Yup. We have to make sure there's no infection, so we'll
be taking your temp several times a day to monitor. If it
goes up, that's an indication there may be some
infection. Just being careful."
"Ok," Jenny shrugged. She opened her mouth for the
thermometer.
"Unh-uh," Linda said with a shake of her head. "Over on
your tummy."
"Oh great," Jenny said, rolling her eyes. "What for?"
Linda smiled as she took the glass thermometer out of its
case. "We need to be real accurate with your temp, babe.
Oral doesn't give us as good a reading as the ol'
fashioned way. Over you go now."
Jenny winced as she turned over, while Linda held the IV
tube that fed her. She blushed, knowing the nurse was
going to expose her next.
Linda pulled the bedcovers down to her ankles, then took
hold of her gown and pulled it up onto her back. Jenny
swallowed. A pair of little pink cotton panties was only
thing separating her from nakedness.
The lovely teenager laid her head to one side, her dark,
silky hair falling around her face.
"I don't want you bending or reaching too much with your
rib like that and your IV, so I'll get these," Linda
said, calm and professional, as she hooked her fingers
into the sides of Jenny's panties. Jenny clamped her lips
together as Linda's smooth fingers touched her.
The blonde nurse pulled the panties down over the perfect
globes of Jenny's bottom, and worked them down to her
mid-thighs. She raised the thermometer to the light, and
shook it to make sure the mercury was leveled out. She
casually rested her fingertips on one of Jenny's buttocks
as she did this.
Linda's calm detachment was contrasted dramatically by
the girl on the bed. Having her young body exposed to the
beautiful nurse caused anxious tremors in the tender high
school student. The anticipation of what was to come was
also giving her fits, but there was something exciting
about the nurse touching her so lightly, as if her
nakedness was at Linda's will, anytime she chose to walk
in and de-panty her this way.
Linda said, "Ok, honey, here we go..." and suddenly
snuggled two fingers between her buttocks and pushed the
buttocks apart, spreading her to unveil the puckered pink
orifice within.
The young brunette tried to swallow the pounding of her
heart. She knew that Linda Wells could see the lips of
her pussy peeking from the darkness down there, too.
Linda pushed the head of the thermometer in, and Jenny's
sphincter muscles closed around it, gripping it tightly.
She let out the faintest, almost inaudible whimper as the
slender tube entered her.
Linda let go and patted one of Jennifer's butt cheeks
softly. "Just lay still for a couple minutes, sweetie.
We'll be done in no time."
Jennifer nodded, her eyes closed. She felt a strange,
incredible rush of warmth. The way Linda took her panties
down and inserted the thermometer, the way she spoke to
her, the pet names she used, all made her feel like a
little child, so protected....even loved.
She opened one eye and stole a glance back, to see Linda
writing something on a clipboard she carried with her.
"Ok," Linda sang. She returned to Jenny' s side, and
again, softly laid a hand on one of her buttocks, as if
she doing something as natural as straightening up a
counter or sewing a button, rather than touching someone
so intimately. Her other hand slowly pulled the
thermometer out. Jenny swallowed as she felt the slender
tube leave her body and sighed as the grip of her tiny
sphincter muscles relaxed suddenly.
Linda Wells held the thermometer aloft, and she peered
into it intensely. "Looks good, Jenn. No elevated temp.
That's good." She smiled at Jenny, and Jenny smiled back.
Linda put the thermometer away and began pulling Jenny's
panties back up. She carefully snugged them back up
around her hips as Jenny lifted slightly to accommodate
her. Again, the young girl felt this new sensation of
warmth and comfort as Linda's hands re-dressed her.
"There we go," Linda said as she gently tugged the
panties back into place. Then she pulled Jenny's gown
back over her. "Four hours from now, we do it again."
"So, we do this every four hours?" Jenny asked.
"Yes, Ma'am," Linda said distractedly, again scribbling
the temperature reading on the chart. "Even through the
night."
"Mm-kay," Jenny said, trying to sound irritated. But, she
wasn't. Not at all.
Linda left, and Jenny leafed through some magazines, then
turned the TV back on. There were some funny things on
the comedy channel that made her laugh, but she couldn't
get her mind off Linda Wells taking her temperature, and
she found herself glancing at the clock, counting down
the time.
Dinner came at 6:30, and Jenny was hungry, eating
everything but the beets. She looked again at the clock
as she finished up, and got a delicious thrill in her
chest. In only one hour, Linda would be back to take her
temperature again. Why couldn't she get this off her
mind?
At 7:30, Linda came in. Jenny tried as hard as she could
not to act like she was anticipating anything.
"You know what time it is, don't you, Jenny?" Linda asked
her.
"Oh, yeah...temperature time," she said, looking through
her magazine without looking up. She sighed, put the
magazine away, and turned over on her stomach dutifully.
"That's a good girl," Linda said sweetly. Then she pushed
the gown up and again worked Jenny's panties down. This
time, one of Linda's hands gripped the panties right in
the middle of the waistband. When she pulled them down,
one of the nurse's knuckles brushed the crack of Jenny's
butt almost all the way down. The shapely teenager almost
swallowed her pounding heart, as her breath froze.
Linda calmly opened her bottom again, peeling open the
smooth cheeks with her thumb and forefinger pushing
against the inner walls of her buttocks. Jenny found that
her head was spinning lazily, the way it felt when she
was on a ferris wheel at the fair, and went to the very
top and then started down again. She had to fight to keep
from squirming, for this time, she was very aware that
her pussy was getting very, very warm, and moist.
Linda pushed the thermometer gently but steadily into her
anus. Jenny swallowed, and then panicked suddenly. Could
Linda see her moistness? The way she was holding her
open, her vaginal lips might part slightly too. Oh god,
what if the gorgeous nurse could see the wetness that
must surely be there now?
Jenny shut her eyes tightly. With the thermometer buried
deep in her butt, and Linda standing there, her fingers
resting calmly on her lower back this time, Jenny's young
body was a battlefield of feelings.
"Ok, doll, all done." She pulled the thermometer out and
did the ritual. "No temp again. Good for you."
Jenny smiled into the pillow as Linda considerately
pulled her panties back up and covered her again. Nurse
Wells furthered the warm, swimming feeling Jenny was
having by stroking her dark hair gently. "See you at
11:30, sweetie. Do you sleep on your tummy or on your
back, or what?"
"Umm...on my side, sometimes on my tummy."
"Ok. Now listen, because you will probably be asleep, I
need you to take off your panties and keep them off until
morning. I'll be able to do take your temp while you
sleep, and I'd rather not wake you to undress you. You
need your rest. Ok?"
Jenny turned over slowly and nodded. "Ok, Linda." The
thought of being asleep and panty-less while Linda opened
and probed her dazzled her senses.
"All right. I might not see you until noon tomorrow.
After the 11:30 temperature check, I'll be off and there
will be a midnight nurse."
Jenny's eyes widened. "Oh, no. You mean she--"
"No, we decided your temp can wait until I come back on
duty. As long as the reading is normal at 11:30, the
other nurse can skip the temperature checks. Of course
you might even go home tomorrow. You're doing fine."
Jenny was relieved. For some reason, she wanted no one
else touching her except Linda Wells.
The dark haired teen beauty spent the evening restlessly
going from TV to crossword puzzles, and then decided to
try and sleep, but she couldn't. She took off her panties
and kept them in the bed with her, under her pillow. Her
mind raced with the same fantasy, replayed over and over,
of Linda coming in as she slept on her side, raising her
gown finding her bare and exposed, and gently pushing the
thermometer in her bottom.
Finally, her fingers found their way to her soft, furry
mound and she rubbed herself, playing with her clit. She
drew her juices up from her syrupy opening and closed her
eyes, and could see only Linda's face, and hands, and she
came, her lips clamped together to keep her squeals from
escaping, as her lovely little body quivered with her
self-induced pleasure under the bed sheets. After that
she was able to watch a little TV without total
distraction, but was still unable to fall completely
asleep.
By 11:20 p.m., she was tired, but still awake, and she
turned on her tummy. She decided she would pretend she
was asleep. She bent one knee slightly, opening her groin
so that Linda had easy access. Her young body tingled
with anticipation.
Minutes later, the door opened softly, and she heard
Linda's gentle footsteps.
"Jenny?" Linda whispered. The soft-skinned brunette
stayed silent.
Jennifer Taylor fought to keep her heart from leaping out
of her chest as Linda, in the darkness, pulled the covers
down. Her breathing was deep and full, and could
certainly give the impression that she was asleep, as
long as she kept it even.
The nurse's fingers went to her gown, creeping it
upwards. Linda's hands, rather than lifting the gown,
pushed it, causing her hands to glide over Jenny's silky
skin.
She heard the thermometer holder being uncapped. Then,
Linda's hand on her buttocks, spreading her tender cheeks
apart for the circular target. At that same time that a
thunderous realization came over Jenny, and Linda did
just what Jenny suddenly understood the nurse would have
to: it was dark...Linda couldn't see her anus...so she
would have to...ohhh!!!
At that second, Jenny felt Linda Wells' forefinger trail
softly down her ass crack, until it bumped over the taut,
pinched skin of her anal opening. Jenny thought her chest
would explode, and she fought off the urge to writhe as
the excitement coursed through her. Linda's finger
stopped on top of her anus, resting there to guide the
thermometer for entry.
Jennifer's sex felt like it was going to begin to boil,
and spill over! She could no longer breathe through her
nose, and she parted her lips slightly, measuring the air
carefully to avoid gasping. Then, another panicked
realization, streaking through her like an arrow: Could
Linda smelled her excitement? Would another woman have
any doubt as to what the humid aroma that surely would be
drifting out from between her legs was?
The thermometer, landmarked by Linda's delicious finger,
pushed its way into her asshole as Linda slowly moved the
finger aside. Her hand rested fully on one butt cheek the
entire time the thermometer was in her.
Linda's arousal had reached a silent but searing pitch.
Trying not to touch herself at this moment was
excruciating.
Mercifully, Linda pulled the thermometer out, capped it,
and replaced Jenny's gown and bed sheets.
As soon as the door closed, Jenny turned on her back and
began to stroke and probe herself. Her pussy made moist,
smacking sounds as her mind reeled with thoughts of
Linda, of the sensations of the nurse's quiet, darkened
examination of her. Her climax was close as those
thoughts soared across her tightly shut eyelids.
She was then startled when she felt a gentle hand on her
forehead. Her eyes flew open to see Linda Wells, who had
come back in without a sound, standing over her, the long
skilled fingers now in her hair.
Jenny pulled her hand away from between her legs and
tried to speak normally.
"Oh, L-Linda...hi.." she stammered, trying to sound
sleepy.
"Shhhhhh," Linda said, a soft smile barely visible in the
semi-darkness. "It's all right, Jenny."
The gorgeous blonde nurse then pulled Jennifer's covers
down, and she sat on the edge of the bed next to her.
"It's all right, baby" her soothing voice cooed, again,
one hand on her forehead, the other moving down between
Jenny's legs.
All Jenny could do was whimper her submission. Her own
fingers had been replaced by Linda's, moving with gentle
determination in the slippery folds of her pussy.
Jenny moaned, her head tilting back as the pleasure arced
through her body like lightning. Then, the flowery scent
of Linda's hair was around her, and Linda Wells was
kissing her softly on the lips.
If this was a dream, Jennifer thought, she never wanted
to awaken. She opened her thighs and her lips to the
nurse to take her, and Linda was now sweetly devouring
her fully, her tongue dancing slowly inside the
teenager's mouth.
In a few short minutes, orgasm after orgasm seized
Jennifer Taylor's sweet young body as her lovely nurse
French-kissed and stroked her into oblivion. At one
point, Linda's mouth lifted away and a few seconds later
Jenny was looking into Linda's bare, beautiful breast,
jutting out from the uniform that Linda had unbuttoned.
She moaned softly and took the erect nipple in her mouth,
sucking as if it were her lifeline, and looking up into
Linda's glowing face.
Linda had reached under her own dress and was fingering
herself as the pretty teenage girl suckled her, and
before long, Linda's soft moans of ecstasy mingled with
Jenny's urgent whimpers, and the two young women held
each other for a long time.
Jenny cried softly against Linda's breast as the nurse
stroked her head. The experience burrowed deeply into her
soul. She didn't know or care whether it was right or
wrong, but she loved and wanted Linda with all her heart.
Linda had given her the first, rich experience of female
love, and it flowed powerfully inside her, and she melted
now in the older girl's arms. She may be checking out of
the hospital soon, so she cuddled close, wanting to savor
every second with Linda. Soon, there would be no more
temperature checks, no thrilling, breathless visits in
the dark.
Jenny fell asleep against Linda's tender skin, and awoke
the next morning to the sight of a new nurse opening the
blinds.
"Rise and shine, Jennifer," the nurse smiled. "Breakfast
is coming. Boy you sure slept a long time!"
Jenny smiled weakly, her heart suddenly heavy as she saw
the scheduled discharge papers on the night table,
showing that she would go home at 10:30, before Linda
came back to work. Linda Wells was going to disappear,
and last night's incredible, secret pleasures would be
only memories.
She hoisted herself up to a half sitting position, wiped
her eyes, and then noticed a small envelope under the
discharge order. It said on the outside, "Jenny."
When the nurse left, she quickly opened the envelope and
found a scented card inside, with in image of a rose on
the cover. Inside, in blue ink, was the pretty cursive of
a woman's handwriting.
"Jenny," the message read, "I hear your 18th birthday is
coming up next week. That's wonderful! Give me a call,
and I'll take you out shopping, and if you like, we can
spend an evening together, ok? 553-0993. With love,
Linda"
Jennifer's heart brimmed with joy as she tucked the
envelope into her bag of belongings.
Linda Wells wasn't going to disappear, after all.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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