generator 's note of hand : I had to overstretch the Pizza Boy news report because I finally fleshed it out and sold it to a publisher. They wanted exclusive issue for the story so it had to be removed from here. This will probably be the endure time I pull a floor for a publisher, but I had no choice this time. Look for it on Amazon soon.

Meanwhile : I 'm putting down my initial thoughts for a"nursemaid Nasty"news report here to see what kind of reply I get from the wonderful readership on this site. If I get ripe comments, I 'll polish off the history and put it up at a later date.

My"Reluctant kidnaper"story is also in the pipe to be finished and published soon. await for it on Amazon River under the ZondarTheBear pen name.




Nurse Nice/Nurse Nasty
By ZondarTheBear
( A companion musical composition to"The dweeb With The Footlong Dong")


The storey of How It Began ...


She could birth put the face cloth down and reached for the plastic pee jug that she was certain was hiding in one of the near-by shorts, but his stopcock was just so pretty, and so amazingly looooong that she had to let it slip between her soft lips when he began to urinate unexpectedly.

The miserable boy had been in a coma for almost three months after being smashed into by a little old lady who should n't have got been driving in the kickoff place. When he first came in, he looked like hell, broken and haemorrhage, but now, after eleven weeks of laying in the hospital bed, slowly healing from his trauma, he actually looked damn good, if a minuscule Cy Young.

She knew that he was actually eighteen, in spite of the youthful show that he presented as he lay with his heart closed in the private hospital elbow room.
They 'd remove the breathing device the previous afternoon and now there was cypher that said 'coma'about the hapless boy ; he just looked like he was sleeping.

She was less than a month from graduating from nursing school and she spent her weekends helping out at the topical anesthetic hospital, doing the scut study that real nurses did n't have time to do.

work like giving a young coma affected role a sponge bath.

She was quite good at her job, no matter what that job was. She 'd sponged this specific patient before and was looking forward to having yet another go-round with his colossus cock. She had n't actually done anything wrong in the past tense, at most she 'd lingered just a bit, letting the warm flannel wander over his eleven inches for a few seconds longer than was strictly necessary, but this time thing got just a bit out of controller.

She had him squeaky clean from head to waist and from second joint to toes in less than a hour, but her pussy started leaking as her fingers reached for his limp centre to run the fond cloth over it 's long, long surface.

Even completely flaccid, his cock was the best example of man pith that she had ever seen. If it had been normal size, six column inch or so, it would have been considered 'thick', but his sheer snake-like distance made him look slim and pretty, with a dark red, almost purple boss attached to the end.

Her hands, covered with the soaking wet, suds-filled cloth, ran up and down the length of him, soaping his nutsack and leaving a pool of house of cards in his sparse pubic fuzz.

She slid over his soft skin for a proficient quantity of time, forcing herself to keep her fingers from sliding up under her skirt and caper with her leaking slit.

Until he began to tauten up under her hand.

In the two months that she 'd been in the hospital he 'd been hooked up to an amazing plethora of life-sustaining machinery, and had never so practically as nip under her fingers, but now he was twitching. More than twitching. His limp cock was no longer so limp and he was growing. Growing. GROWING.
In seconds, his cock was a estimable two inches longer that she had ever seen it, making it at least thirteen in tally and stuck straight up along his breadbasket, seeming to flitter under the washcloth.

She sat in the sharpness of the bed, careful not to shove the patient, and stared at his meat, mouth unfold in shock. Her desire to slide down his full length into her mouth was almost overwhelming, but she held off, knowing that it would be wrong.

Then he started peeing.

He had been showing all the classic signboard of a person about to inflame up from an extended comatose state and the doctor had recently ordered his catheter to be removed along with the ventilator that had kept his lungs working all those months.

Now his cock was leaking piss. Not a lot, just enough to make her lose her intemperate crusade ego control. She was a piss-hound. A urine goddess. A woman who absolutely loved golden fluids. She not only desired to induce men, and women, pee on her soft beautiful skin, she absolutely ached for it.

She loved the feel of a backbreaking rooster pushing mystifying into her whoreson and unleashing a torrent of yellow fluids into her rectum, almost as very much as she loved the feeling of a gushing, hot stream of piss filling her pussy.

The but thing she loved better than all of that was taking a pissing prick into her mouth and imbibing, drinking, DRINKING, until there was no more urine to be swallowed.

Her mind seemed to shut out down when she saw the commencement few drib of yellow atomic number 79 puddling in his belly release. She 'd been almost finished with her extended washables of his long cock, the rinsing of the soapsuds nearly done, and now she was about to fall in every convention the hospital had in shoes, and maybe a few laws at the same clock time.

Her principal swooped down and her mouth slipped over the fat purple tip of his tool. His pissing was salty and terrific. The feel spilled into her oral cavity and over her tastebud.

This poor boy had been on a continuous liquid diet for almost three month and his urine had become a thing of wonder ; she could n't delineate it 's sublime savour, even if there had been anybody willing to heed to her outlawed narrative.

Over sentence, his body had become use to just letting his piss leak into the electron tube that had been protruding from his cock, so he did n't really let go with a stream of piddle at foremost, he just sort of dribble and dripped into her mouth.

Her lips worked at his cockhead, sucking gently, as her tongue slithered around his violet knob. She 'd never experienced anything like what was happening, a continuous dribble of pissing washing her tongue in salty feeling, never ending urine flowing into her oral cavity. She was in Heaven, lost in a sea of pleasance.

Before she knew it, her fingerbreadth were under her bird, pushing into her panties and sliding between her fat pussy sassing. She was sopping wet, her juiced leaking out of her hot pussy. Her twitching clit was overflowing in her lava-hot liquids, squishing loudly as her fingers worked to make for her to what she knew would be an drown orgasm.

As his dribble slowly began to turn into a soft watercourse, she did n't deal if the altogether world walked into the room, cypher would give birth kept her from ending her calling if that 's what it took to hold open drinking his hot piss.

She sucked harder, her sass slowly filling with his pee. Before too long she was wide to her dentition and had to swallow up to nominate elbow room for more than of his wonderful gold liquid.

Her mouth worked quickly and his piss slid down her throat. The look of his fresh urine bursting into the back of her olfactory organ as it flowed into her stomach made her head swirl.

Her eyes closed and her read/write head began to bob up and down, taking most of his fat tip into her mouth. His piss began to feed harder and she gulped a sec time.

Her fingers really began to do work on her squishy snatch, sending jerk of electrical energy shooting down her leg and up her spikelet. She moaned quietly as a effusion of thick fluids slid down her go out thigh.

She was ending ... so close ...

She gulped his piddle a third clock time, then a fourth. His flow was turning into a hard-shooting spring that was quickly filling her over and over. She licked and bobbed her nous, sucking harder and harder.

The urine abruptly cut off and she moaned in letdown, until a gob of come spat out of his cock and coated her tongue. In seconds, her mouth was completely full phase of the moon of his thick warm cum. Spurt after spurt of sugariness, salty goo exploded over her taste bud, mixing with the flavor of his urine and sending her into a convulsing orgasm that had her trembling and moaning in the bed adjacent to him.

She had always been a squirter. The very first sentence that she had used her fingers to bring herself to culminate she absolutely soaked the her plane. Her mother had been surprised to the power point of shock when she learned that her daughter had done the washing without being badgered the integral day.

When her Brigham Young patient abruptly filled her mouth with more than a 12 boneheaded Mexican valium of his Henry Sweet, sweet-scented cum, she lost her shit all together. Her thighs slapped closed on her hand and a thrill sent her into a world of pleasance the likes of which she 'd never experienced before, and never wanted to leave.

Her own liquids had grown thicker over the years. That first time they 'd exited her clasping pussycat, they had been little more than wonderfully scent water. Now, after class of wonderfully nasty sexual encounters, they were almost as thick as the cum that was filling her sass and flowing down her pharynx.

They oozed from her cunt like a slack moving river of goo, soaking her panty and fingers, before sliding thickly down her leg to plash on the tile level next to the hospital bed.

Her younger sister had shared a room with her all for her entire childhood so she had become quite adept at cumming quietly, no matter how much she wanted to hollo and thrash around.

Her patient 's orgasm eventually pulsed to a quiet last and she gulped the hold out of his thickheaded fluids, running her tongue around and around his school principal. She jumped and moaned when his water suddenly began to satisfy her sassing once more. She sighed in pleasure as a stray mentation about buying a lottery ticket crossed her sex-addled mind.

Her breadbasket was good to bursting by the time he finally dribbled to a warm, wet stop in her mouth. She jumped, terrified, and froze when she felt a hired hand touch the book binding of her head.

Her oculus rose up and locked onto the affected role 's. They were open for the beginning clip in month, and his wide-eyed spirit made her think that he completely understood what was happening to him. Her fondness began to British pound in her chest, causing her large breasts to jump out slightly under her purplish student-nurse bush.

His pecker twitched in her oral fissure and she let it dislocate from between her soft red mouth. It flopped onto his belly and she slowly sat up, letting his hired man slide from her capitulum, along her shoulder joint and down onto her thigh, sure that he was going to lead off screaming 'rape'at the top of his lungs.

His face squinched up and a look of confusedness appeared on his young lineament. He abruptly turned and began to throw up over the side of the bed. She quickly slipped his patient gown back into place, smoothed his top over his stage, gathered her sponge-bath provision and slipped from the room.

The nurses station was only a few feet down the hallway and she hurried over to tell the charge nurse, a kind, heavyset womanhood, that the patient was awake and needed some aid that was beyond her limited duties. Just as she slid to a plosive, the help button from her patient 's elbow room lit up and the charge nurse hurried away from the desk.

***

"look like out patient role is awake at last."The charge nurse said as she sailed by Regina, the bookman nursemaid assigned to the floor as a confect striper.

Regina sighed and went to the supply cupboard to deal with her sponge-bath equipment. She was sure that the affected role would distinguish the charge nursemaid what had happened to him and she would be fired before the afternoon was over.

She sat down and waited, contemplating her future. A few minutes later the rush nursemaid slipped from the room and snagged one of the passing janitors. She steered him into the way and came back to the nurses post with a smile on her typeface.

She ignored the jumble Regina and began to dial the phone. She tucked the receiver into her shoulder and looked over at her student nurse.

"He 's awake all right. He seemed a bit frighten until I gave him his spectacles ; poor thing is blind as a bat without them. Once I explained what I could to him, he seemed much ameliorate ..."

She jerked as the call was picked up from the other end and began to spit operating instructions into the phone. Regina sighed again as she realized that she might make it out of this with her job intact and swore that she would never do anything like that again.

End