by SittingMooseShaman » Mon May 30, 2011 10:43 am
...a bottle of Glenfiddich Scotch and two hand-etched crystal snifters, all of which I had stashed there earlier.
I poured both snifters to the proper levels: Three fingers for myself... an-nnd... full to the top for nurse Cratchet. Yes, my intentions were Ribald... For you see nurse Cratchet was...smoking hot!!
As we small-talked, I learned her church-goin' parents feared terribly for her purity. Having such a beautiful baby. The young marrieds knew the odds of her remaining chaste amongst the male barbarians in their neck of the woods was quite slim... So, her dad and mom decided to give her an irritating and misleading name- So when she began her womanly blossom, the name would hopefully keep those young boogy-men grousing about, in an unsure mind as names and telephone numbers made their sordid course through the restless-hormone herd at school...
This warm, curvaceous and sultry nurse soon made it very, very clear to this asshole- that her folks plan had utterly failed, absolutely...Marvelously!!!
Small talk very soon turned into the animalistic yet, musical grunts and moans of two humans in the process of making three humans... Burned noogies not withstanding...
I'm not too sure which musical scale her voice shot up to- but I'm positive, under the right circumstances, her orgasmic virtuoso would've shattered cinder block- and the friggin' re-bar too!!
My anus and family jewels burned as hot as a Red Adair well fire blow-out...but I held on- ALL the way-yy!
"Don't worry...I didn't forget to take my 'pills' either", she softly and soothingly whispered in my ear, as she began to seemingly melt off from on top of me- as a heated wax figure- which then reformed, tightly at my side yet still in a lovers' embrace. T'hell with the pain...
What'r the odds!?! Prognosis: Do it again...
(Much later) Exhausted post coitus fait accompli.
"Cigarette?" I asked, wryly smiling...
"Yes," she replied... With a voice which indicated that this adventure in nursing-care together would be enjoyed again...
I turned over slowly- almost laying completely on top of her. My face now planted betwixt her heaving mounds of genderious expression... "'Ready'again &so soon!?!"
She moaned lowering, as I reached for the cabinet.
I silently opened the drawer, reaching in...I became a bit startled by an unfamiliar shape as my fingers grasped what I thought was my gold and diamond inlaid cigarette folder.
momentarily transfixed, the shape now became familiar and exact.
Just then. The door to my room began to slowly open.
I grasped firmly the once strange 'object', now held deliberately within my 'strong'-hand(for guns and boobies).
The door now fully open- there stood a human figure gazing upon the wondrous sight of my ass, squarely aimed and my face, firmly planted. Nurse Cratchet still embracing. The stranger, to her, of no concern...
Then a deep rumbling sound creeped up from the bed where we lay entwined- looking as some strange beached sea-creature...
Bb-rrrrr-aaaaa-pp! came a wondrously loud and long fart I let fly. Nurse Cratchet began to laugh hysterically.
Her breasts pounding my head from side to side thus, trapping me where I lay- unable to raise my hand and its' contents.
Just then the door slams shut behind the stranger...