A Nurse for Halloween: A Short Erotica

Seven

Mark fingered her like that, roughly while he ate her out. She was wriggling and moaning, but he wasn’t done yet. His free arm kept her legs pushed apart. His other moved in and out of her drippy p***y while she squirmed in front of him. He could feel her juice drip down his face. She tasted so good. He slipped in a third finger and she didn’t seem to notice. Lana's hips rolled into his arm as he entered her over and over, putting more pressure on her c**t. He knew he was driving her crazy. He wanted to see her stretch more, so he inserted his last and fourth finger into her, and she stiffened. He made a ‘come here’ motion with his fingers in unison, and she moaned louder than she had yet. Her hips rolled. Her hands came out from behind her head and found his thick brown hair. He loved that. He watched as he moved his hand in her, her folds stretched around his fingers, dripping. He watched his hand swirl over, turning it in a twisting motion back and forth as she began to let out little breathless screams. Mark wanted it to be his d**k. He wanted to f**k her. He wanted to fill her up. She was such a slut and he loved it.

Lana sat up on her elbows and looked down. She gazed at his fingers inside her erotically a moment, and then dreamily said, “Wait, stop,” as she gently touched his arm. Her touch gave him goosebumps. She reached into her doctor bag next to her, and pulled out a huge dildo. His eyes widened. It was the new one he had gotten her, the one she had been too nervous to use just yet. She bit her lip and looked at him nervously. Should we see if it fits?’ she asked. He grinned excitedly and nodded. “I love you, baby!” he told her. “Lay back okay?” Lana did as he asked. Mark bent back over her and placed her arms back in their previous position abover her head, tucking her hands underneath her head. He sat back down on a chair between her legs and breathed his warm, rough breath onto her swollen p***y. She quivered. He put two, then three fingers inside of her. She was so f*****g wet he couldn’t believe it. She moaned a little and began to rub the huge blue toy around the outside of her opening, until every inch of the area was covered with wet cream. She was shaking. She wanted it, he knew it. He slowly inserted the head. The head was the width of about three of his fingers. She sucked in a fast breath and held it. He pulled it back out, and inserted it again. Then rubbed the outside of her opening some more. She shook. She wanted it more and more, he knew she did. He was waiting to make her beg for it. He kept the cycle going like this a minute, and her voice broke as she said, ‘Oh, please!” and he smiled to himself. He licked his lips and pushed it slowly and deeply into her p***y. It squelched. Juices ran out the sides. It was almost the girth of his fist. Her p***y was streched so tight around the toy, and she moaned so loudly it was making him giddy. He pulled it almost completely out, paused a moment, and pushed it firmly and slowly back in, deeper. Mark sucked her little c**t, hard. That was it. What he wanted. He felt her cunt tighten down and jerk on the toy, and her hips rolled and she moaned so loudly he almost got off to the sound crashing against his ears. Her whole body shook, and thick juice rushed out the sides around his hand. Her legs pushed finally past his free arm, and tightened together over her p***y. “Mark...” He was proud. He loved making her do that. He watched her lie there a minute, catching her breath. She was so beautiful. She sat up and looked at him with red cheeks.

“Mr, Benson, that was outstanding!” He just smiled back at her, pleased with himself, and enjoying how flushed her face was.

“Well do you think that about covers my bill?” he asked.

“Oh, I’d say so,” she smirked back. “But you’ve still gotta earn that A.”

He raised his brows. “Oh?? And how will I be doing that?”