MRWADE01.STY                                           By MASTER WADE

   

                                  The Nurse

   

   

         The  appointment  with the doctor had been made for an insurance 

   physical.   I'd  had  several  of them over the last several years and 

   really  didn't  mind  them  at all, especially since the new nurse had 

   started  working  for  my  doctor.   Her name was Donna, and she was a 

   petite  little  package,  so  cute  that  had  her  body been any less 

   voluptous  she  would  have  almost  been  one  of those women who was 

   nearly  too  cute to fantasize about.  You know the type I mean.  Some 

   women  are  just  so  precious that its hard to imagine them naked and 

   hungry for a good fuck.  Thats almost the way it was with Donna.

         The  first time I'd met her she'd had on a pair of white slacks, 

   pressed  so  crisply  that  there  was  not  even  a hint of a wrinkle 

   anywhere,  even  though  it  was  nearly the end of office hours.  She 

   obviously  had  on  white knee highs or thigh highs, because the lines 

   of  her bikini panties were so plainly obvious as she walked away from 

   me.   Her  ass  was perfect in every way, proportioned ideally for the 

   rest  of  her body and just full enough to make your mouth water.  And 

   the  panties she chose to wear were just enough proof that there was a 

   sexually  alive  woman  inside  those  clothes  to make staring at her 

   tight  little  buns  seem perfectly alright.  She had worn a pale pink 

   and  blue  sweater  that  day,  made of a rather smoothly woven fabric 

   that  followed  the  curves of her breasts perfectly.  I felt sure she 

   was  wearing  a  bra, but was also just as sure that her perky breasts 

   would appear just as firm and full without one.

         The  wedding  ring  on her finger was a disappointment to me, of 

   course,  and  I  was  a good little soldier in my remarks to her, even 

   though  her  smile and her attitude told me that she found me at least 

   interesting.   We  exchanged  small talk in between the blood pressure  

   and  blood  sample taking, and I learned that she had been married for 

   a  little  over  two years and lived in a neighborhood between my work 

   and  my  home.   Her  husband  was  a  salesman who traveled to nearby 

   cities during the week but was always home on the weekends.

         Much  to  my  chagrin,  the next time that I was at the doctor's 

   office  another  nurse  did  the  honors, but Donna walked by the door 

   often  and  looked in and smiled each time she passed the door.  I had 

   run  in  to  her  a  time or two since as I was shopping in our little 

   town  and  we  had greeted each other pleasantly, but had never really 

   had  much time to talk.  Finally I had returned to the doctor one more 

   time  and  was really pleased that Donna was my nurse once again.  She 

   seemed  pleased  too,  and  the examining room seemed charged with sex 

   the moment she entered.

         This  time  she  was  wearing  a  white skirt and blouse and the 

   normal  white  stockings.   She  sat  across  from me asking the usual 

   questions  for  the insurance form and when she crossed her legs I was 

   in  the  perfect  position to look up the sides of her little skirt as 

   she  swung  her  foot  to and fro nervously.  I was enjoying myself so 

   much  that  I  really didn't care whether or not she saw me staring at 

   her  legs,  and  if she noticed she made no effort to let me know that 

   she  was  aware.  She also never stopped swinging that foot, and every 

   time  she  did  her skirt would raise just a bit letting me see mearly 

   to  the  tops of her stockings.  I could see the thicker band near the 

   tops  of  them  and although I really couldn't be sure she didn't have 

   on  thigh  tops  or  pantyhose,  in  my mind at least there was also a 

   pretty white garter belt under that crisp white skirt.

         When she finished asking her questions and rose to take my blood 

   pressure  I  fixed  my  gaze  on  her chest trying my best to see if I 

   could   see   anything   at   all   through  the  white  blouse.   But 

   unfortunately  I  couldn't  tell  for sure even if she had on a bra or 

   not  until  she  bent lower to test my reflexes with the little hammer 

   on  the  knee  trick  and  her blouse fell open just enough to make it 

   clear  that  she  was  not  wearing one.  I could see the swell of her 

   right  breast and as she moved slightly to her right to check my right 

   knee  I  could  see  the darkening circle of the tip of her breast and 

   her  pink  little  nipple  as  it poked forward out of the circle.  My 

   smile  must  have  told  her  that I'd seen something that pleased me, 

   because  when  she  straightened  up and saw my face she smiled at me, 

   and  with  a  small  chuckle  handed  me  the  specimen  cup and said, 

   "Here...put  those eyes back in your head and go fill this up for me". 

   I  smiled  a broad smile and without another word went to the restroom 

   and  did  as  she  had requested.  When I returned I handed the cup to 

   her  and  jokingly remarked, "Here you go, now don't confuse that with 

   Mountain  Dew".   She  smiled  back and with a mischievous grin on her 

   face  said, "Oh there's a big difference in this and Mountain Dew....I 

   don't  like  the  taste of Mountain Dew".  With that she turned on her 

   heel and walked away leaving me to wait for the doctor.

         Over  the  next  several  days  I couldn't think of anything but 

   Donna.   The  teasing  views  of  her luscious body and the incredibly 

   sexy  come-back  to  my  teasing  about the specimen had really had an 

   effect  on  me.   I  knew I was going to have to find out just exactly 

   what  kind  of  girl this Donna was, no matter what kind of trouble it 

   got me into.

         Several  days after our last encounter I made the stupid mistake 

   of  letting  a  chisel  slip in my woodworking shop late one afternoon 

   and  had  to  go  over  to  the doctor's office for stiches in my arm.  

   Just  as  the  doctor  was  finishing up he got a call to attend to an 

   emergency  situation in the emergency room of the local hospital which 

   was  just  next  door  to his office.  He asked Donna if she could put 

   the  dressing  on  my injury and if she would close the office for him 

   as  he  was  sure  he would not be able to get back before it was time 

   for  everyone  to  leave.   She  confidently told the doctor she could 

   handle  it  all  and by the time she had finished bandaging my arm the 

   other nurses and doctors had all left.

         I  apologized  to  Donna for being responsible for her having to 

   stay  late, to which she replied "Oh, don't apologize, I don't get the 

   chance  to  "play  doctor"  often,  and after all, you are my favorite 

   patient...and  besides, Frank is out of town and I don't have anything 

   to do the rest of the evening anyway."

         "Well,  Doctor," I replied with a smile, "are you sure you don't 

   need  another   specimen  from your favorite patient?...seems like you 

   ask for one every time I come".

         "Come  to  think of it," she smiled, "why don't you give me one, 

   just in case you have gotten some kind of infection or something?"

         I  chuckled as I took the cup and went to the bathroom to comply 

   with  my new "doctor's" wishes.  When I returned to the examining room 

   I  handed  the  cup to Donna and with a sly smile said, "Well, it does 

   look a bit like Mountain Dew, doesn't it?"

         "Ummmmm,  now that you mention it, it does!  Now, I wouldn't put 

   it  past  you  to  try  to trick me by giving me a cup of Mountain Dew 

   instead  of  what  I  asked  you for.  Maybe I'd better check this and 

   see,  just  in  case!"   With  that she lifted the cup to her face and 

   swirling  the yellow liquid around like brandy sniffed the aroma.  "It 

   doesn't  smell like Mountain Dew....but the the only way to be sure is 

   ...."  and  with  that she placed the cup to her lips and took a small 

   sip.   Swirling the still warm piss around in her mouth as if she were 

   tasting  wine,  my  sweet  and cute little nurse then smiled and said, 

   "Oh,  no,  this  certainly isn't Mountain Dew, this is wonderful!" and 

   tilting  back  her  head  she  drank the remainder of my piss into her 

   mouth.

         Without  another word I took the cup from her hand and set it on 

   the  small  table and staring directly into her eyes began unbuttoning 

   her  blouse.   Tugging  the  hem  of  her  blouse  from  her skirt and 

   spreading  it  open,  her  beautiful breasts were exposed to my hungry 

   gaze.    I  slid  the  blouse  off  her  shoulders,  but  rather  than 

   completely  removing  it, I left it half way off her back, letting the 

   white  fabric  serve  as  bonds  on  the young nurses arms.  She stood 

   quietly  without moving, allowing me to do whatever I chose to do with 

   her  clothing.   Her  breasts  were now completely exposed to me and I 

   reached  out taking one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger 

   and  pinching  it.   "How  do you like for your nipples to be pinched, 

   Donna,  lightly, or very hard?"  She swallowed visibly and closing her 

   eyes  breathed her response: "I love for them to be pinched very, very 

   hard!"   Tightening  my  grip  on her nipple I clamped down on it with 

   increasing  force,  twisting  it  and  pulling  it  out  away from her 

   breast,  reaching  forward  with  the  other hand to perform identical 

   ministrations on her other nipple with my free hand.

         Donna's  head  rolled  back and her eyes glazed over as I played 

   with  her  hardening  nipples.   I  could feel them growing longer and 

   longer  between  my  fingers,  and  by the time I had satisfied myself 

   with the pinching and pulling they had grown nearly an inch long.

         "Play  with  them  for  me  Donna, while I remove your skirt," I 

   commanded.   With  absolutely  no hesitation whatsoever, Donna's hands 

   moved  to  her  breasts and took over the pulling and pinching that my 

   hands had begun.

         Reaching  to  her  waist,  I  slid the zipper on the side of her 

   skirt  downward,  unhooking  the small clasp and lowering her skirt to 

   the  floor.   I  knelt in front of her, lifting her feet one at a time 

   and  removing  the skirt from around her ankles.  For the first time I 

   was  now  sure what my favorite little nurse wore under her skirts and 

   the  sexy  white  garter  belt  that  met  my  gaze as it moved up her 

   curvaceous  legs  framed her young pussy beautifully.  Evidently Donna 

   only  wore  panties  when  she  wore pants, because her sweet cunt was 

   completely exposed as she stood before me.

         Without having to be told, Donna opened her legs wider, standing 

   with  her  feet  a  good 2 feet apart.  Rising, I walked slowly around 

   her  looking  at  her ass and the backs of her thighs.  Her right hand 

   moved downward toward her obviously hot cunt, but I stopped her.

         "No,  Donna,  don't touch your hot little slut cunt yet, I'm not 

   ready for you to do that."

         "Yesssssss, Yesssss....oh Pleeeassee, let me touch it!!...Its so 

   hot and ready!!!"

         "I  said NO!! Donna...you do want to do everything I tell you to 

   do, don't you?"

         "Yesssss...but...oh, God,....how did you know how much I've been 

   needing  you?   How  did you know how much I need a MASTER, how much I 

   miss being trained and used?  How did you know???!!!"

         "Its  my  job  to  know, Donna," I smiled, " and besides, only a 

   cheap little tramp slave slut enjoys drinking piss."

          Donna's  eyes  closed  tightly  and a low moan escaped from her 

   mouth  at  the  sound  of  my  words,  and  her hands worked even more 

   feverishly  on  her long and hard nipples.  Reaching forward I lightly 

   let  the  tips of my fingers graze the damp folds of her pussy through 

   the  thin  whisp of cunt hair.  Her cunt hair was like that of a young 

   girl,  so  sparse  and thin as to be almost non-existant, and her hips 

   bucked  and  she  moaned more loudly as my fingers touched her already 

   throbbing  nether  lips.   Even  with that slight touch my fingers had 

   become  coated  with  her fuck juices and I held the fingers up to her 

   nose allowing her to smell the aroma of her own cunt.

         "Smell  your  cunt,  my  little  whore,  smell the juice that is 

   pouring from your hot little hole!"

         "Ohhhhh,  MASTER!!!," she breathed hotly, and her tongue reached 

   out and licked at the wet fingers being offered to her.

        "You love pussy juice, don't you my little slave?" I teased.

         "Yesssssss  MASTER!!, I do love pussy juice!!!...please, please, 

   please feed me more of my fuck!!!"

         Moving  my fingers back to her hot hole I slowly inserted two of 

   them  deeply  inside  her  and  moved them back and forth letting them 

   become  drenched  with  the  warm  and slick juice that bubbled in the 

   heat  of  her  passion pit.  Moving them back to her mouth I slid them 

   between  her open lips and watched with delight as she sucked hungrily 

   at them.

         "You  love  piss and you love cunt juice...what else do you love 

   my little slave slut whore?"

         Her  breathing  now  was ragged, coming almost in spurts and her 

   hips  were  moving back in forth in a fucking motion even though there 

   was nothing at all touching her cunt or ass. 

         "I  lovvvvvve  cummmmmm, MASTER!!!!...I love your cummmmmmmm and 

   want it in my mouth sooooo much!!!!!!"

         My  fingers  moved  back  to  her spread and exposed cunt as she 

   moaned  her  answer, and I added yet another finger, now sliding three 

   hard  fingers  into her dripping honey pot.  The thrusting of her hips 

   now  picked  up  speed and I knew that if I continued she would surely 

   come.   My  cock  was  pressing the front of my trousers out violently 

   now.   I  couldn't  remember  a  time  when I'd been as excited.  This 

   wonderfully  attractive  young nurse had in the space of a few moments 

   turned  into  a  quivering  slave who I now knew would do anything and 

   everything that I asked her to do.

         "Morrrrrrrrrrrre,  MASTER......  pleeeeeeeeeeease,  pleeeeeease, 

   fuck me harder and give me morrrrrre!!!!"

        "Do you love cocks, Donna?"

        "Ohhhhh MASTER!!!...YESSSSSSS!!! You know I love cocks!!"

         "You  love  to suck big hard cocks and take the warm cum in your 

   mouth, don't you Donna?"

        "Yesssssssssss!!, MASTER!!!"

        "Do you like to fuck, Donna?"

         "MASTER!!!!!!,  don't  tease  your  little  slave  anymorrrrrre, 

   pleassseeee!!!!!...Fuck me!!!!!, Fuck me!!!!!, Fuck me!!!!!"

          "Will  you do anything I say, Donna?  Will you suck anyone, eat 

   anyone, fuck anyone I tell you to?"

         "Annnnnyyyyything!!!!,  MASTER, I'll do annnnnyyyything you tell 

   me to do...just Fuuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkk meeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!"

           Reaching forward I took one of Donna's hands and moved it from 

   her  breast  to  her  cunt  and  pressed her own fingers up inside her 

   hungry  pussy as I removed my fingers from her.  She immediately began 

   fucking  herself  while  I  removed  my clothing and watched the young 

   slave  performing  for  me.   Once  stripped,  I  backed her up to the 

   examining  table  and laying her down on it lifted her stockinged legs 

   in  my arms.  My throbbing member stood straight out and as I moved my 

   hips  forward  the  head  of  hard cock was sucked into her sloppy wet 

   hole as if it had a mind of its own.

         Feeling  my  thick  meat  slide  deeply  into her pleasure hole, 

   Donna's  hips  lifted  upward  off  the  table  empaling  herself even 

   further  on  my cock.  She gripped the sides of the table with all her 

   might  and  her head now moved from side to side as she fucked herself 

   on  my  dick.   Reaching  forward  I  pinched  her  long nipples hard, 

   twisting and pulling and pinching them roughly.

         "Unnnggggh!!,  Unnngggggh!!, Unnnnggggghh!!!!....fuuuuucccckkkkk 

   meeeeeeee!!!!!   Ohhhh!!!  Yessssssss!!!!  I'm  soooooooo  hotttttt!!! 

   MASTER!!!!! FUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKK MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!"

         I was aware that she was coming at first by the look in her eyes 

   and  the way her head suddenly stopped turning from side to side.  Her 

   eyes  were opened wide and every muscle in her neck suddenly stiffened 

   as  she  lifted her head from the examining table, staring down at her 

   still  jerking hips.  Then her whole body tensed and her hips rose one 

   final  time  stretching upward in the air and holding my fuck meat all 

   the way in her trembling pussy.

         My  own  orgasm  exploded  within  me  as I watched her come and 

   unable  to  move  my  cock  in  and  out  of her because of the raised 

   position  of her body, I felt my whole shaft jerk inside her, the hot, 

   copious  cum  spurting  out  wildly  with each jerk of the  imprisoned 

   dick.

         Her eyes still transfixed and every muscle  tensed, she made two 

   more  hard  thrusts  of  her hips and then collapsed on the table, her 

   eyes  closed  and her head falling to one side.  Her arms fell loosely 

   to  her  sides  and I was afraid for a moment that something was wrong 

   with  her.   But her chest still rose and fell and it was obvious that 

   she  had  simply  blacked  out.   Withdrawing  my  cock  from her as I 

   lowered  her  legs, I leaned forward to kiss her mouth tenderly.  With 

   a  slight  start  she  came to and returned my kiss tenderly, her arms 

   reaching around me to hold me close to her sweat covered body.

         Neither  of  us  could  believe that it was already 7:00 when we 

   recovered  enough  to look at our watches.  Our first sexual encounter 

   had lasted nearly two hours and yet had seemed like only minutes.

         Kissing  Donna  goodbye at the door of the doctor's office I did 

   not  have  to  ask  if I would be seeing her again.  We both knew that 

   she  had found what she had been searching for all her life, and I had 

   never  before  been  with a woman who was more hungry for a MASTER and 

   who  would  as unquestioningly do anything and everything that I asked 

   her to do.  The best was indeed yet to come.