Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Fa/Fa, Mult, Consensual, Incest, Father, Daughter, Group Sex, First, Oral Sex, Size,
Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Sarah still lived at home with her parents and it wasn't easy. She knew she wasn't the kind of girl they thought she was. It bothered her conscience, but she was slowly getting over it. She had to be her own kind of person, not theirs. Life was to be lived and enjoyed, and Sarah was willing to do just that...
Sarah Bennet pushed the door closed, opened the closet and removed a towel, a washcloth, soap and a large stainless steel basin. She slowly filled the basin with hot water.
It was a two bed room, but one bed was vacant. She went to the bed by the window where a big man lay. Both of his legs were encased from toe to hip in plaster.
"Hi," Sarah said. "How are you this morning?"
"A hell of a lot better since you got here," he said raising onto his elbows.
Sarah grinned, wrinkled her nose at him. "I get to give you your bath this morning. Jane's husband is sick and she had to stay home and take care of him." Jane was the nurse's aid who gave most of the baths.
"That skinny little broad had a husband? Jesus, it sure don't take much to satisfy some guys."
"Mr. Garfunkel, that wasn't nice," Sarah said.
"Call me Big Ed, everybody does."
"Okay. And I'm Sarah"
"You're new, aintcha? You're a real dolly, Sarah."
"New to this ward. It's my second day in orthopedics. I like it. Can you lift up?"
He lifted up and she slid a rubber sheet under him to keep the bed from getting wet. She wrung out the washcloth and washed his face. He wasn't good looking, but he had a strong, male face.
"Not too hot?"
"Naw, feels great."
She cleaned his neck and ears, dropped the cloth into the pan, and untied his gown. Sarah felt a tiny thrill as she whipped the gown off and dropped it to the floor.
"Hey!" Big Ed cried. He'd gotten used to skinny little Jane seeing him naked-and even a couple of other aids and a nurse or two. But it was a little different with Sarah, she was too young and too pretty.
"Don't be shy, Ed, I'm a nurse. You haven't got anything I haven't seen before." But a quick glance at his cock told her she might be lying. His prick was completely flaccid, but huge, bigger than Barry's when he was hard!
"I ain't shy, Sarah. Ya just took me by surprise," he said.
Sarah soaped the cloth and started washing his chest. He had a beautiful chest, heavily muscled and completely hairless. The breath seemed to clog in her throat and she hoped her hand didn't tremble. It was agony not to look down at his hairy crotch, at his monstrous cock, the likes of which she had never seen before.
Big Ed was a construction worker, about forty, and hard as nails. He'd fallen from a scaffold three stories up, landed on his feet, and broken both ankles. The doctors had said it was a miracle that he hadn't jammed either his knees or his hips.
She washed his dark nipples and watched them harden. She lifted his arm and washed it and a sharp tingle went through her cunt.
"Does that feel good?" she said.
"Yeah. You do it better than them. other broads."
She finished his chest and arms. "Lean forward," she said. She washed his back and pushed him hack against the pillows. She washed his sides and belly and then looked at his huge cock again. A thrill raced up her spine. His casted legs were spread apart in a vee and his big prick hung loose, one nut showing.
She wrung out the cloth, soaked it, filled it with soap and darted between his legs, gently washing his cock and balls.
Big Ed sucked in and stiffened. None of the aids, or even a nurse, had done it that way. The hot soapy water felt so good1 her hand so ... God, so erotic!
"Just relax, Ed. We have to get you nice and clean," she said as she continued to wash the length of his cock. "Does that feel nice?"
"Oh, Jesus, lady! That feels heavenly," he gasped.
She felt his cock respond, thickening inside the cloth. Sarah dropped the cloth back in the pan and quickly grasped his erect cock. She held it firmly for several moments, then started to slowly stroke her hand up and down its length.
"My goodness, Big Ed, you're getting bigger," she said.
"Oh, goddamn, nurse Sarah! That feels so good. Don't stop, please don't stop."
"I won't, Ed. I'm going to do it for a long time," Sarah panted, her cunt tingling wildly. "You're so big!" She was amazed, his prick completely filled her hand!
He reached his big hand out and cupped her ass.
"Don't," she cried and brushed his hand away.
He drew it back quickly.
With the fingers of both hands, Sarah slowly peeled his thick foreskin down until his cockhead stood bare. She rolled the skin back up and then down again. "Does that feel good?" she asked. He grunted. "How long has it been, Ed?"
"I fucked Mabel before I went to work the morning I fell. I ain't so much as had it up since," he gasped.
Sarah gave a little cry. Ed was so crude, so vulgar, so unlike Barry. Barry had never said that word to her. Her heart was pounding with excitement. She had done this before-jerked off the male patients whenever she thought she could get away with it. In fact, it was by far the most exciting part of her job.
"Is Mabel your wife?" she said, steadily pumping his cock.
"Yeah ... She ain't purty like you and she's gettin' kind of fat, but she's a lot of woman and likes her cock."
"I like cock, too, "Sarah whispered. "How long have you been here?"
"Four weeks yesterday."
"Doesn't she come and visit you?"
"Yeah, every night. We talk for a while, then she reads a book and I stare at the ceiling until visiting hours are over. I tried to get her to crawl up on the bed with me a couple of times, but she wouldn't."
He moved his hips along with her hand as he spoke, enjoying the talk because it prolonged his coming.
"I can see why she wouldn't want to get in bed with you. She's probably afraid of hurting. you. But she could at least pull the curtain and masturbate you."
"Hell, Mabel never would jack me off! Nobody else ever did, either, besides myself, until now."
"Really? She won't do this?" Sarah said, sliding her hand up and down his cock. She squeezed the naked cock knob, then cupped his nuts in her other hand, thrilled by the way the. bag had drawn up tight, pulling his balls snug.
"Really, Sarah," he gasped. "Aw shit, that feels good!"
"Well, I will, I'll jack you off. After four weeks you need it. I'm gonna make you come good." She felt the warm goo from his cock making her hand slippery. He was leaking a lot. "Your cock is so big. I wish I... "She didn't finish.
"Aw, fuck, that is great! Ain't gonna last too much longer," Big Ed gasped.
Sarah stopped. "Let it cool off for a minute. I don't want you to come quite yet." Sarah felt like she might come, too, if she could prolong his hard-on. Sometimes she could come by just imagining a man's cock inside her.
She looked into his eyes and saw they were glazed with lust. He smiled weakly. "Goddamn, Sarah, bring me off! Gotta come," he sighed. She held his cock in a vise-like grip, squeezing off any chance he had of coming before she wanted him to.
She saw his tits, two dark spots on his flat chest with nipples like B-Bs and dropped her lips to the nearest one. Sarah had never sucked a man's tit before and the thrill was instant. She sucked hard and the little nipple pressed against her lips as she started pumping his prick again. Her cunt was throbbing excitedly and she was sure she would come.
Big Ed was groaning loudly, lifting with his hips, his own come drawing near.
"Pull on it, you little bitch," he snorted. "Pull on it and make it spout!"
She felt his hand on the back of her head softly caressing her hair. She didn't want him to touch her, that would be unfaithful to Barry, but she couldn't stop him, either. His hand felt good, exciting, reassuring. She moved quickly to his other nipple and felt the sweet, sharp pain of an intense orgasm grab at her pussy. She knew she was moaning, but she couldn't help herself. And then she knew Big Ed was coming, too. She turned her head and lay her cheek on his broad chest to watch. It was always an extra thrill to see a man's cock jerk and spit its nasty stuff.
Ed's cock was rigid in her hand as a four week's supply of jizz squirted high in the air. His come went straight up and came straight down, spreading slickly over her churning hand. She kept pumping and another squirt of jizz went into the air. After that, the stuff just bubbled out in wads.
Her own orgasm was slowly subsiding, filling her legs and belly with a wonderful warmth. She felt his stiff nipple against her cheek and realized for the first time that her own nipples were pressing hard against her bra. It was a good feeling, almost like coming all over again.
They stayed like that for several minutes, Sarah with her face on his chest, his messy cock gripped in her hand, and Big Ed stretched out, his arms loose, breathing hard.
"That was the nicest thing a nurse ever done for me," he finally said.
Sarah straightened up. "Did you really like it?" she asked.
"I loved it. I don't think I ever came so hard."
"Then I'm glad I did it. I shouldn't, you know. I'd get fired if I got caught."
Sarah washed him off again and gave him a clean gown. She let him slip it on and then tied the strings behind his neck. She felt wet between her legs, but it didn't matter because she felt so good everywhere else.
"Will you come and do that again?" he asked.
"If I can," she whispered and kissed him on the lips, softly at first, and then with hard urgency. It was the first time she had kissed a patient after beating him off. "You had me turned on, Big Ed." After she had emptied and washed the basin and disposed of the dirty linen, she stepped into the hall.
Starting down the hall, she saw several white-clad women congregated at the nurses' station. The excitement of what she had done was still warm in her belly and she wondered if any of the other nurses ever did it. She was sure they didn't. She was a wicked girl, but she loved it so.
Ruth Van Arsdale, the hospital sexpot, was leaning over the counter, the cheeks of her scantily clad ass plainly in view. Her uniforms were all too small and much too short. Ruth was giggling.
"That dirty old man in 200 put his hand under my skirt," she was saying.
"It's so short he probably couldn't help it," Elaine Emerson said.
Ruth giggled and glanced at Sarah... "Hi, Sarah," she said. "I let him get a good feel of my ass before I jumped back and slapped his hand. Why he must be sixty!"
"I wish that big construction worker in 216 would put his hand under my skirt," Mimi Hopgood said. She glanced at Sarah. "Look at Sarah blush!"
"She's young yet, she'll learn," Ruth said knowingly.
"Cool it, girls, here comes Old Iron Pants, ' Elaine said.
"Okay, girls, it's not class reunion week. You can't take care of patients standing here," Marsha Vickers, the head nurse said.
Marsha Vickers was thirty-seven, stern as hell but not unattractive if one took the time to notice. She was a little stout, but still fairly well-built.
The girls scattered. Ruth and Sarah headed toward the orthopedic ward, Elaine and Mimi went in the opposite direction.
The second floor was noted for being the wildest floor, thanks mainly to Ruth Van Arsdale. Ruth was a yummy, super-voluptuous blonde. She had a baby face with huge, blue eyes. Only her lush body denied her the look of complete innocence. Her body was round in every spot that a girl's body was supposed to be round - especially her big, soft tits. Her nipples seemed to always be erect against her skin tight uniform. Marsha Vickers often told her husband that Ruth was too sexy for her own good, especially the way she consistently tried to put too much of herself into too little uniform. Marsha did not approve, but the hospital didn't bother with a dress code where Ruth was concerned.
Ruth's family was well off. Her mother had never understood why Ruth had gone into nurse's training, let alone why she had finished. Ruth had run off when she was young and gotten married, but her mother had quickly got it annulled. Ruth had just celebrated her twenty-fifth birthday.
"You're gonna love the orthopedic ward, Sarah," Ruth giggled, rolling her hips as she walked. "It's not like the others, the guys aren't sick. Once they get over the worst of the pain and get used to their casts and stuff, they act like men again. You know: leering, suggesting, grabbing."
"That old fart in 200 got a couple of fingers inside my pants before I could stop him. I think I'll stop by and see how he's feeling." She nudged Sarah in the ribs. "Get it? How he's feeling!" She chuckled as she turned into room 200.
At the other end of the hall, Elaine Emerson brushed a tiny wrinkle from her otherwise perfect uniform. She was twenty-seven, pushing twenty-eight and as near perfection as one could get. She carried the nickname of Elaine the Elegant. She too was a blonde, and she added silver frosting to the tips of her long hair. She was tall, beautifully built with high, pointed tits and gorgeous deep green eyes. Her husband was a prominent CPA and she was a bit haughty, if not downright conceited.
Her companion, Mimi Hopgood, was thirtyish, short, and fat. Her hair was a mousy brown, but she was kind of pretty and had a deep dimple in each cheek. Her legs were fat and she had big, fat tits that bounced when she walked. She enjoyed a little horseplay where her tits were concerned and let a patient have a feel every now and then.
Sarah was really prettier than any of them. But she was so young and innocent.