A Nurse : in Sperm Bank
by Laxu
Copyright© 2025 by Laxu
Erotica Sex Story: Lana was soon left alone with Dr. Leo, who smiled and led her firmly out of the room by her elbow. He clearly thought she'd heard more of the presentation than she had, for as they walked down the hall he began,
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa NonConsensual Reluctant Fiction Cream Pie Oral Sex Doctor/Nurse .
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Hi, my name is Laxman Sedai, and I write under the pen name Laxu. I’m an author of erotic fiction. I’ve written over 20 erotic fiction stories, each one crafted with raw emotion, vivid imagination, and the intensity of real-life inspiration.
My stories are deeply influenced by the people, moments, and experiences that surround me. I observe, I feel, and then I write. Whether it’s a fleeting glance between strangers, the tension in a silent room, or the unspoken desires that often go unnoticed—I take those moments and give them life on the page. My imagination is the bridge between what is seen and what is hidden beneath the surface.
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A Nurse: Sperm Bank
Lana Aoki’s alarm still shrieked in the background, ignored and out of sync with her urgency. She slipped quickly into a pair of high-waisted sheer black panties, the delicate fabric whispering over her porcelain skin as she pulled them up her toned legs. It was her first shift as a collection nurse at the newly opened, ultra-discreet sperm bank just down the block—and she was already running scandalously late.
Despite the clinical-sounding title, the job was more sensual than sterile: she’d been told it mostly involved handing out erotic materials, maintaining the mood and order of each private suite, and discreetly collecting the filled vials after each session.
Lana was the very image of youthful temptation—slim and graceful, her skin soft as milk, her long dark waves tousled into the kind of mess that suggested both innocence and indulgence. Her backside was a vision—round, perky, and shamelessly eye-catching—while up top, she bore only the barest swell of breasts, small and sensitive, topped with ripe scarlet nipples pierced through with silver dumbbells that glinted under her shirt. Between her thighs, an untamed patch of dark curls framed a neat, plush slit, warm and velvet-soft, promising wickedness behind a nurse’s gentle smile.
Several details of her appearance seemed to make her an unlikely candidate for a position as an entry-level sperm bank nurse, including her large, intelligent dark eyes and the elegant-looking minimalist tattoos that decorated a few discrete places on her body. However, it was well known “in the industry” that the prospect of spending every workday around endless amounts of fresh semen had a certain unconscious appeal for a particular type of woman.
Not bothering with a bra, Lana quickly buttoned up her tidy white nurse’s uniform over her bare little breasts and stepped into a pair of comfortable sneakers. With that she darted out the door for her first day of work.
The clinic was large, sleek, and imposing--clearly intended to attract the most desirable, well-heeled donors and clientele. Striding as rapidly as she could down the long tiled hall, Lana managed to arrive in time to hear the very end of a presentation by her new boss, the supervising physician, Dr. Leo. A kind-looking, slightly distracted man in his late 50’s, the doctor was in the middle of explaining to the gathered nurses,
“ ... and so I know this won’t be popular with some of you ladies, but you can see the evidence as well as I can. Various environmental and behavioral factors are steadily lowering the average male sperm count in this country. However, by introducing the, ahem--’thrill of the chase,’ laboratory tests have been able to counteract this effect enormously, both in sperm count and overall volume of ejaculate.”
At this point he noticed the breathless young Lana trying to look casual and attentive at the back of the room as if she’d been there all morning.
“Well, I was intending to have you all draw straws for our first trial, but since Nurse Barnes seems to think 9:30 is an appropriate time to arrive at work, I think she’s just volunteered.”
Lana felt her cheeks color slightly, a tremor of apprehension rising in her stomach as she realized how relieved the other nurses looked, some of them trying to give her reassuring, sympathetic smiles. Exactly what had she just been chosen for?
Despite her attempts to waylay one or two of her coworkers to explain what she had missed, they all quickly slipped out of the room, some discretely raising their eyebrows at each other, as if to communicate “Better her than me!”
Lana was soon left alone with Dr. Leo, who smiled and led her firmly out of the room by her elbow. He clearly thought she’d heard more of the presentation than she had, for as they walked down the hall he began,
“Now, obviously, I want to reassure you--if the donors were to ejaculate inside you, or onto your body, that would obviously defeat the purpose of sperm collection!”
He chuckled to himself, clearly pleased with this line, oblivious to the wide-eyed expression on the new little nurse’s face. As he guided her into one of the donation suites, Lana began to blurt,
“W-what are you talking about? Why would I ... w-why would I be anywhere near them during ... during ejaculation?”
She finally looked around the suite, her adorable state of panic increasing as she realized it was laid out much more like a hotel suite than the typically spartan collection rooms.
Besides a bed and sofa, the most obvious feature was a large one-way mirror built into one wall. Dr. Leo smiled over her shoulder at the two large orderlies who had silently entered the room behind them, and explained kindly,
“Nurse, the only way our industry is going to survive this desensitized era is if we begin providing some kind of...”
He motioned abstractly in the air.
“Some kind of ... thrill. Basically, the idea is to let a donor into the room with you. He’ll chase you around a bit, perhaps enjoy a bit of ... stimulation ... after your capture, and then he’ll fill a donation vial with one of the most potent samples we’ve ever collected.”
He smiled broadly, clearly thrilled with this new plan to save his clinic.
Lana was already halfway to the door, giving a haughty shake of her dark hair,
“Absolutely fucking not. I am not a ... a cum target for strange men! This is not in any way part of my job description, and I’m going to report this insanity immediately!”
Dr. Leo motioned to the two orderlies, who each pinned one of Lana’s arms, lifting her off the ground easily, her sneakers kicking in the air. Stepping closer, the doctor explained,
“Of course I knew whoever we selected would have some reservations. It’s only natural to be nervous about being left alone with so much unbridled male need. And of course we want to make sure you’re not too effective at dodging the donors ... so we’ve prepared these.”
Dr. Leo retrieved a small case from the pocket of his white coat and opened it, revealing two sleek purple spheres.
“I’m quite proud of these. They melt at body temperature, releasing an extremely potent, ah ... sensitizing agent ... as well as various other hormones. The inert portion is mostly coconut oil, so this obviates the need for lubricant, as well.”
Without further ceremony the older man stepped up to the struggling young nurse and began to push her uniform up over her soft, pale thighs.
“Let me the fuck down, immediately, I’m not participating in this half-baked bullshit, and if you even think about trying to put one of those inside me--!”
Dr. Leo hummed to himself, ignoring her as he would any difficult patient, his hands finding the waistband of her ultra-soft little panties, dragging them instantly down her legs and off entirely, before wadding them into his pocket like an afterthought.
“Now then ... I’m truly excited to see how my little ‘performance enhancers’ operate...”
Retrieving the first little sphere, he teased it once or twice over Lana’s slit, and then nudged it into the snug confines of her vagina, the outer layers instantly beginning to melt. Lana made an outraged little moan, struggling in the arms of the orderlies, her uniform hiked up ludicrously around her belly. Dr. Leo waited until she’d been immobilized again, and then slowly dragged the second sphere through the ultra-sensitive cleft of the poor young nurse’s proud, perky butt.
Lana’s face flushed even redder, her teeth set in a defeated little scowl, as she felt the second sphere being pushed decisively up her ass. The doctor stepped back, saying to the orderlies,
“Thank you, gentlemen. I think Nurse Barnes should be a little more pliable in just a few seconds...”
Lana opened her mouth to spit something venomous at this perverted fool of a doctor, just as an absurd, volcanic heat began to spread between her thighs. The little medicinal spheres were rapidly melting in the warmth of her tight holes, flooding her system with a potent blend of sex drugs. Dr. Leo smiled at her,
“There we go, Nurse ... I can see from the condition of your nipples that our little dose is having the desired effect.”
Lana managed to look down at herself, her fat pink nipples standing up like swollen cherries under her uniform top, throbbing with astonishing need.
After a moment of shock, the little nurse resumed protesting, still held up between the two orderlies, each restraining her with one hand and suddenly wielding a thick, pink, jelly vibrator in the other.
“No, no, no, absolutely not, absolutely fucking not!”
She protested as the tip of one was dragged along her slit, while the other circled her agonizingly sensitive little asshole. About five seconds of stimulation was all it took, a prettily addled expression blooming on Lana’s face as the potent load of pheromones circulated through her system, her pristine little holes practically boiling with obscene, wet heat.
The orderlies briskly dipped the two fat vibrators into her cunt and asshole, stirring up her sensitive, greedy insides. She bit her plump lower lip desperately, but the room gradually filled with urgent, feminine little gasps and whimpers. By the time they set her down she could barely stand, her soft thighs trembling wildly, her eyes darting desperately at the toys which had so recently been poised to deliver her a shuddering, squealing orgasm.
Lana’s mental resources were now being captured almost entirely by the delirious sexual need spreading through her pussy and radiating across her asshole. She barely managed to pull her uniform back down over her dark little bush, as a first drop of mingled coconut oil and hot vaginal fluid escaped down her inner thigh. She was distantly aware that her sensible sneakers were being pulled off and replaced by hot-pink sandals with ludicrous, teetering four-inch-thick soles.
“Good, good, that should shorten our little ‘chase’ sufficiently. Let’s clear the room for the donor, now, gentlemen.”
Dr. Leo and his assistants left the room, leaving Lana tottering, mouth hanging open, her hands twitching with the suppressed desire to fall to her knees and fingerfuck both her traitorous little holes simultaneously.
The first donor was a heavyset, graying older man, already visibly and impressively tenting the front of his terrycloth courtesy shorts. Clearly briefed on the new donation system, he gave Lana a self-satisfied wave from the doorway and moved rapidly toward her.
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