The only good thing about ending up in a military hospital was the
nurses. Bill knew this, but he had never gotten to experience it
firsthand. But now here he was, laid up recovering from a nasty case
of the flu. It was driving him crazy that they wouldn’t let him go
back to work yet, he felt fine.
Kiah strode into the room, moving briskly and purposefully as usual.
Bill whimpered in pleasure as she bent over, her knee-length skirt
rising up to show off her slender legs. Her hair, as usual, was pinned
up in a tight bun, but it still shimmered a shiny black, and Bill could
tell that if it were loose it would reach all the way down to her
pretty little ass.
“Time for your bath,” Kiah said as she walked toward him. She was
holding a soft white sponge and a shallow pan of warm, soapy water.
Bill looked at the sweet smile on her face and her soft pretty hands
and felt himself getting hard already. He blessed the day he had
gotten shipped off to Korea, and he even thanked the germs that had
landed him in the hospital in the first place.
With practiced hands, Kiah stripped off Bill’s hospital gown, revealing
his prick, which was waving proudly in the air. She smiled at him and,
ignoring his raging erection, began to bathe him. The warm water
flowed over his skin as Kiah’s hands massaged his muscles, which were
sore from being in bed for so long. Unfortunately, her gentle touch
did nothing to alleviate the throbbing in his groin, and soon his dick
was rock-hard and it’s there was pre-cum leaking from the tip.
As Kiah’s hands moved lower, Bill began to tremble in pure excitement.
He could smell her skin, the soft scent of orange peels and flowers,
and when she leaned forward he could see corrects the swell of her
small breasts peeking out from under her bra. Though she was slim and
petite, her hands were strong, and he felt himself relaxing even though
he was getting harder and harder.
All of a sudden, Bill felt Kiah’s hands wrapped firmly around his dick.
He grunted in pleasure and thrust his hips up involuntarily. Kiah
squeezed his cock, and a drop of clear pre-cum slid down her elegant
fingers. Keeping one hand wrapped tightly around his shaft, she lifted
her fingers to her mouth and licked off his juices.
“Baby, I want you,” Bill whispered, reaching out and slipping his hands
over her breasts. The rough fabric of her nurse’s uniform brushed
against his palms as he massaged her nipples through the fabric. Kiah
pulled up her skirt and climbed onto the bed with him, straddling his
thighs and exposing her sweet pussy to his view.
Her hands were still wrapped around his cock, gripping it tightly as
she pumped up and down, making the flesh swell even bigger against her
palms. Bill could feel Kiah’s cunts dripping warm cream onto his
thighs. He wanted nothing more than for her to take his throbbing pole
inside that warm hole.
As though she were reading his mind, Kiah moved up and enveloped his
cock inside her slick tunnel. Bill unbuttoned the top of her uniform
so he could play with her tits as she rode him. With his free hand he
grasped her hips lightly and guided her up and down his pole. He held
her nipples between his fingers, tweaking them gently. Kiah was
moaning in pleasure as her slick cunt lips pulled at the loose skin of
his shaft.
When she had established a steady rhythm, Bill moved his hands to
Kiah’s clit and flicked it lightly with his fingertips, still pulling
at her nipples and pushing his hips up, listening to her noises of
ecstasy. She came rapidly, her cunt grasping and throbbing around his
aching rod. Bill clenched his teeth and tried to hold back his own
release until she came again.
By now Kiah was making so much noise that Bill was sure the entire
hospital could hear. Neither of them cared though, Kiah was an
absolute ecstasy. Bill coaxed her to another orgasm, and she cried out
in delight as her clit throbbed. Unable to hold back any longer, Bill
pushed his hips up one last time and unloaded his balls deep inside
Kiah’s pussy.
“Well, now I’m going to have to clean you up again,” Kiah said, moving
off Bill’s cock. He held her tightly, kissing her passionately,
listening to her sigh in pleasure as he fingered her to another orgasm
and then sucked their combined juices from her pussy. She cleaned him
off and dried him and then kissed him goodbye. “I’ll be back
tomorrow,” she said as she left.
“I can’t wait,” Bill said, smiling. This recovery period wasn’t going
to be so bad after all.

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