The Visiting Nurse

bearlee

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Many potential roles here-newly graduated nurse doing internship with visiting nurses association seeing about six patients a day in the poor rural farming area.
 
Dawn had just graduated from nursing school. Petite young woman, 22 years old. During high school she had worked at various nursing homes, mostly feeding patients, cleaning up "messes" they had made, inserting catheters, typical stuff. High school was over for the pretty blue-eyed blonde and today would be her first day at work. She had some fears about caring for patients wondering if she would do the right thing. Most of the patients in the rural area she was assigned to couldn't afford to see doctors. She would be their primary caregiver to meet their medical needs. The county was poor with a mixture of black and white residents, many unemployed, some farmers, most of the rest working at a factory in the city about 30 miles away. Not even a supervisor or experienced nurse to accompany her, she was on her own after reporting in to the office to meet Carol, the supervisor. They were starting her slow the first day. Four patients to see. The first, a young man that needed a dressing change following surgery and a catheter inserted, typical after surgery. Most patients usually had a family member or friend checking in on them. Dawn hopped in her car and took the country roads to the man's home. Arriving, she found a somewhat run-down home, with a couple goats, a dog, and some chickens running around outside. A man appeared off in the distance, probably doing some work around the place, but too far away for her to make him out. Grabbing her nurse's bag, she slowly walked to the front door. This really was routine stuff she was doing but she had a little trepidation as she made her way to the door. In the nursing homes she had worked in she knew the patients and there were other nurses and staff around if she needed help or assistance. Not now. She was on her own. The screen door was closed, but the inner door was open. Looking quickly at her clipboard, she knocked and called out, "Carl, Carl-you home."
 
Just a bump to see if anyone is interested. Story is really based on my fiance, her fantasies with black men, sucking cock, nonconsent, etc. If not, I'll drop it.
 
'Shit!' Carl thought as he fumbled with the remote, 'Shit shit shit!' He flipped off the porno, that had been playing out at way too loud a volume, and called out.

"Um, yeah, I'm back here." he croaked out barely. Why the hell had he been wathcing porn anyway? God damn hormones, anyway. Getting up and tucking himself back in he hobbled out to the front and unlocked the door, his frame filling it almost to a square. At six foot four and a few over two hundred in weight, all of it farm hardened muscle, Carl was not used to relying on others. He chafed at being required to have a nurse come to his home to help him when he thought he could get along just fine. He chafed that is, until he saw her. 'Wow." was his only thought.

"Uh, come on in Miss um, what's your name?"
 
Startled at first by the size of the man standing in doorway, she stood quietly a couple seconds, but to her it seemed like a couple hours. "Dawn," she stammered. "I'm with the county visiting nurses association and, well, what are you doing out of bed?" she asked. "You've just had a surgery, I have to a dressing change and my notes from the doctor say you need a
catheter," she said. She glanced down at the area where the bandage had to be changed and noticed a slight redness. Catching her eye was a small wet spot on the front of the pajama bottoms the man wore and slight bulge in the crotch area. The man was so big she had a twinge of fear which she hoped was not evident as she spoke. Of course, she thought to herself, inserting the catheter would be easier if he was slightly hard. She knew her old nursing trick of making men slightly hard by cleaning them with soap and water, applying a sterile lubrication all the while talking to them so they wouldn't notice her gloved hand slightly stroking their cocks made it easier to insert. He was ready no doubt, but the dressing change would have to be first. The man was bleeding slightly and she had to get him back to the bed first. "Listen, Carl, you have to get back to your room and lay down, you're not supposed to be up, okay," she said gently. God, he was huge, well-muscled, she assumed from hard work probably. Just to be able to get out of bed and come to door after a surgery making it seem effortless made her wonder about him. No one should have been able to do that. "Come on, Carl," she said again, using a soft voice to be comforting.
 
"Aw come on, the doc said I shouldn't be walkin' but I can obviously do it right?" seeing her unforgiving stare he gave, "Alright.. but just cuz you asked so nicely."

He turned around slowly, betraying his own words at the tender way he walked and hobbled back into the bedroom. Laying down in his bed he realized that she was going to be taking his bandage off and his erection had not gone down one iota thanks to the way her uniform stretched across her body. Damn they must've had only a size too small for her.

'Shit.' he thought, 'I guess I'll just have and bear it.'
 
Dawn was a little less afraid as she watched him walk to the bedroom. He was hurting she thought. The fear of such a large man diminished in her mind knowing he would be harmless due to the weakness of his gait. As he laid on the bed she noticed the spot of precum again. God how she loved the taste of it. Tasted different than cum, better actually. Oh well, she thought, she didn't have a lot of patients to see on her first day, but she did have to get moving. "Listen Carl, I have remove your bandage and you're bleeding a little so it's going to hurt a some, but not much, " she told him. She expected him to at least wince when she said that but he didn't. The fact is, no matter how big, strong or tough he was, she knew it was going to hurt. She hated that thought, but she had to do it to help him. She reached in her bag to get what she needed including her latex gloves to insert the catheter later. "Shit" she thought to herself, in her haste to get in early she had forgotten them. She knew it wasn't a good idea to change the bandage without gloves but knew she could pull that off without getting any blood on her, but hell, she still had to touch his cock and she had always been instructed to wear gloves when inserting a catheter. She asked where the bathroom was, washed her hands, came back and carefully removed the bandage replacing it with a fresh one which she then taped down. She knew there was some pain-the once hard cock was no more.
 
Dawn was now faced with the most difficult task of all-explaining the procedure for insertion of the catheter. She had done the procedure so many times, to men and women, but it was difficult explaining it to men. The pained look on their faces as in she explained, in medical terms, but in lay terms, that she was going to insert a rubber tube down the length of their dick, through the only obvoius hole at the top, and run it all the way down to their bladder had made even the bravest of the brave cringe. It really didn't hurt all that much and came as a relief once done, but the very thought brought terror the eyes of men. It was time to explain it and have him pull down the pajama bottoms, his last line of defense against what she was sure he would consider the ultimate attack on his manhood. It could be made easier by her remaining calm, talking gently while she got the patient just a little hard. Most men never even realized the manual manipulations. Fear and her soothing conversation generally diverted their attention.
 
She seemed hesitant, and Carl smiled a bit. Maybe she was just scared at the sight of the huge bulge that had been in his pajamas until the rebandaging had taken his mind off that. He felt stirring down there again as she stood, silent and a bit downcast as he wondered what it would be like to have those sweet lips wrapped around it.

'God damn she's got to be one hell of a lay.' he thought. 'Who knows, maybe the pornos are right... maybe hot, young nurses really are nymphos!'
 
Dawn pulled his pajama bottoms down around his knees. God she thought to herself, he's starting to get hard again. She knew it would make her job easier. Trying to run a rubber tube down a shriveled up cock was like trying to thread a needle while dangling the thread from a distance above the eye. It couldn't be done. She took the washcloth, dipped in a small bowl of warm water, rubbed some soap on it and began to clean the head of his cock, holding it gently up with one hand while rubbing it with the cloth held in her other hand. She talked to him as she did this about his work to keep his mind off what she was doing. After finishing her work with the washcloth, she took the antiseptic and began to rub it lightly around the top of the cockhead. This always worked to get it a little hard, but not like this. Carl's cock literally jumped out of her hand as it sprang to life. It was huge and to her, beautiful. A drop of precum formed on the top. The nectar she loved so much. It was all she could do for the moment to restrain herself from bending all the way down and licking it off. She wanted to get as much as she could and savor it in her mouth. How would he react she wondered. Men had gotten excited in the past, but that didn't mean an open invitation to suck them off. Besides, she still had other patients to see and she would see him again, get to know him better. The precum was starting to ooze out now.
 
"mmmm" Carl moaned just barely in the back of his throat as she soaped his now rock hard cock, her hand coming in contact around her sponge and making it that much more titillating. He started thorobbing as she cleaned and now the veins along his shaft were standing out and pulsing with each beat of his heart.

She licked her lips as the little liquid started to leak out of the tip and he knew... knew that she wanted it. It was like it was written in some book and he somehow had been allowed a glimpse at the page.

"Whatever you need, or, uh, want to do, it's alright by me." he said, indicating the medical equipment but his tone and his direct look made it all too clear what he meant.

He leaned his head back and "coincidentally" raised his hips an inch or two. He shut hs eyes and prayed to whatever higher power was out there for the miracle he was hoping for...
 
Shit, he was coming on to her, she knew it. As his hips raised slightly up, she instinctively lowered her head. She stared at the dripping cock pulsating and quivering before her. There was no one around except the person she saw out in the field. Her resistance was gone. She lowered her head to the tip of his cock and licked the precum off holding it in her mouth for a second or two before swallowing it. Looking down again, there was more and probed his pisshole with her tongue slowly trying not to lose a drop. Sometimes she just felt she would like to insert a straw in a man's cock and suck the precum dry. She had heard his moan, but he laid still,not moving his hips. She slowly licked the shaft of his mighty prick avoiding the head for now. Reaching down to the base of his balls, she gently but firmly pushed her fingers underneath. The pressure yielded what she wanted. More precum. She licked it gently from the cockhead and placed her lips over the top sucking a little more, but just over the head all the while applying pressure with her fingers just below the base of his balls. So much precum she thought. Some men don't even cum this much. Still Carl didn't move. She thought he would thrust his hips up toward her mouth; maybe start fucking her face.
 
Nathan

I had seen the pretty young girl enter Carl's farm. I giiggled to myself, shes in for a shock if he has the porno's on.
I made my way over from the field, I was due a break and fancied a peep to see if she is making him suffer.
I edge up to the bedroom window, I don't believe it - the lucky bastard is laying back, buck naked and this young girl is licking the end of his dick with the longest, wettest pink toungue I think I've ever seen.
She looks so tiny next to that giant, and look at the size of that cock,
"I,m the black buck of the area, I thought I was big, but Carl - Wow"
I slipped my hand to the fly of my overalls, the top was around my waist tied, my upper body naked and shiny with sweat.
 
Dawn continued to her oral manipulations of the cock of this young man. So large. He was obviously into it, but why wasn't he moving, why wasn't he repsonding. In one fluid motion she engulfed his whole cock in her mouth. She never thought she could deep throat him, but it seems to effortlessly slide down her throat pushing to the depths of her throat. She held her mouth in place. She couldn't suck it like this, but she could push her tongue against the shaft buried deep within her mouth. She could feel veins buldging and the handsome cock, now hidden from view, quiver in her mouth. After a few seconds, she slowly raised her head, criss-crossing the cock with her tongue as she came up. She had an eerie feeling, like she was being watched, not by Carl, but someone else. Hell, if he wasn't going to fuck her face, then she was going to fuck his cock with her mouth. She grabbed down toward the base of his massive tool with her right hand and began to slide her hand up and down, moving her mouth up and down the shaft in perfect unison with her hand. She was determined to make him respond as she continued the oral fucking.
 
Carol:

I was doing my rounds as usual, and remembering that the new girl was on her first job just around now, I decided to make my way over there.

......

Running the conditions of the patients through my mind as I walked, I failed to notice the presence of another when I literally banged into him.

Immediately I could feel the stain of his sweat on my face, and as I looked up, I saw a half-naked man standing at the door to Carl's farm.
 
nathan

I heard someone behind me and tried to force my cock back in my pants and pretend not to be peeping.
"Hello Maam, wern't doin nothin, honest, came to see Carl is all"
I mumbled to a very pretty young white girl, she was looking at my pants wher they wernt fasned right.
i could still hear the sucking, could she?
 
Dawn jerked her body up, removing her mouth from Carl's massive cock. A car door had been heard by her in the background. Shit, somebody was her she thought. Without protest from Carl, she quickly pulled the pajamas back up leaving his massive chest exposed. Seeing the buldge in his pajamas, the wet spot having returned, she quickly pulled a blanket up over his body, to about his waist. "Carl, I don't know what the hell is going on, but somebody's here," she told him. His eyes remained closed, his head back on the pillow.
 
She could hear voices outside. Although Dawn had only met her twice, once during the interview, the second that morning, she could make out the unmisteable voice of Carol, her supervisor. She could hear another man's voice, but had no clue on him. She couldn't straightened herself up. She was going to have to go out see and Carol. For some reason, Carl didn't seem to be moving, but even through the blanket, she could tell his cock was still hard. When she felt ready, or as ready as she could be, she walked outside. "Carol, I thought that was your voice I heard," she said. She didn't know who the black man was but surveyed him closely, noticing the slight bulge in his pants. He was close to the window. 'Shit, she thought to herself, he had been watching her suck Carl's cock.'
 
Nathan

" hello miss" I greeted the nurse with a big smile,
" If I get ill will you give me some of that special treatment, Carl really liked it, I could tell that"
The nurse looked flustered the other woman looked at her as if to say " What special treatment"
"You can practise on me to if you like! " I Laughed putting my hand on my erection in my pants, and looking straight into the nurses eyes.
 
Damn him, he knew Dawn thought to herself. Now her supervisor was there and if she found out, her career would last less than a day. She looked at the large black man, looked directly and deeply in his eyes, ignoring her supervisor, this was almost blackmail. "There was nothing special about what I did for Carl; I'm a professional nurse and if you get sick, I will take of you like I did Carl and any other patients I have," she told him. She watched him rubbing the bulge in his pants. At least the supervisor was standing behind him. Dawn looked at the man again asking, "What's your name, do you have any medical conditions that need attended to?"
 
nathan

I looked at the pretty young woman, remembered how she had gone down on Carl, knew she must still be horny, I was sure I could smell it on her.
I was fairly sure her boss had seen my cock, and had heard the sound of little nursey sucking.
"Well its a little embarrassing miss, but there is a problem I was goin to ask the doc about"
 
\Great, a little problem he was going to talk to the doctor about. The supervisor still said nothing, just looked at her. She had other people to see, but felt bad for Carl still in bed in the house. She hadn't finished up with him, but with the small caseload the first day, she still had time.

"Listen, I have to finish up my work here and my guess is you would be assigned to me, " Dawn said to the black man towering in front of her. "Did you say you need to speak with the doctor, or you already have?" she asked him. Turning to her supervisor, they engaged in some small talk when Dawn abruptly cut the conversation short saying she had to finish up with Carl and move on to the next patient. With that, she walked back to the front door, entering, and walking back to the bedroom.

Carl laid there with his eyes open. Dawn walked over to the window pulling the curtain shut. She felt bad for the man. She had sucked his cock, but the interruption left him without cumming. Maybe she felt some anger because it almost cost her her job. Now she had this other guy to deal with.

"Listen, Carl, we have to get this catheter in," she told him. Without waiting for an answer, she pulled back the covers, pulled down the pajama bottoms, grabbed the catheter, readying it to put it in. He was still hard. Feelings of guilt at leaving him like this tugged at her, as did feelings of anger. Her guilt overcame her anger as she once again reached down with her hand and this time manually jacked him off. Her hand moved faster and faster over the shaft of his cock. She could hear little groans coming from deep within his throat. She continued to manually fuck his cock with her hand. She could tell he was on the verge of cumming. She lowered her head toward the tip of his cock, storking his cock even faster with her expert hand. It began to jerk in her hand. She placed her mouth just over the tip of his cock keeping her hand moving up and down the entire length of his shaft. With an explosion he started to cum in her mouth. As the first shot of cum entered her mouth she pushed the mighty cock as far in her throat as she could get it catching every last drop of cum in her mouth, swallowing hard and fast. It all happened so fast. His cock began to slowly shrink in her mouth as she continued to lick the tip, getting every last drop of cum from it she could.

He wasn't as hard now and she went to work inserting the catheter with the skill and ease of aq well-trained nurse telling him she had to go but she would be back to check on him again.

OCC: Sorry, Carl's character left I guess, but felt I had to finish him off.
 
nathan

The nurse scowled at me and went back into Carls room, he boss smiled as if to say, " Ok what next boy"
As she turned away I reached out, with one hand I held her shoulder, the other slipped around her waist, pulling her to me I slipped my hand into her jacket, my huge hand around her breast then pushed her into the house.
As she started to scream my hand left her shoulder and clamped around her open mouth, one finger slipping in.
 
Dawn was just on her way out when she heard a scream. Terrified at first, but aware it must be her supervisor, she instinctively ran to the side of the small house. She could see the black man clearly sexually assaulting her supervisor. She knew she had to help, but froze.


OCC: It may be the writer for the supervisor is gone. One of us may have to pick her up for the time being or we can wait and see.
 
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