Student Nurse

After a few minutes of silent staring, Hayley decided to offer Ben more to watch. “My boyfriend likes the ‘jiggle’ effect, do you?” she quizzed. “He likes for me to hop, like this.” She put her hands on top of her head and hopped up and down on her toes a few times. “Do you like?”

Ben could barely utter a word, totally mesmerized by Hayley’s bouncing, milky, bare breasts.

“He also likes for me to twist side to side, like this” Hayley continued the show. Ben suppressed a groan of agony, staring at her breasts swinging back and forth.

“He also likes to come between them,” she said, demonstrating by pushing her breasts tightly together with her hands. “Would you like for me to show you how we do it?” Without waiting for his answer, Hayley leaned over his midsection, one hand on the outside of each breast, and swallowed his throbbing erection between them. She squeezed her breasts together tightly, and moved them up and down on his 11-inch member a few times. “Does this feel good to you, Ben? I’d love to make you come this way.” She paused, but continued to move her breasts up and down on his erection. Ben hoped desperately that her pause meant she would go ahead and let him come between those magnificent breasts. But, then, she continued, “It’s too bad that’s not possible.” Ben suffered his crushing disappointment in silence.

Hayley continued, “When my boyfriend ejaculates, he likes for me to spread his semen around on my breasts with his penis, like this.” She grasped Ben’s iron-hard cock with one hand and rubbed its precum slicked head around her breasts a minute or two, before thrusting it into one of her nipples. “One time I made him spurt right onto my nipple, like this.” She pushed the tip of his penis hard into her nipple. “It felt really weird, but really good, too. His hot semen shooting right into my nipple was a turn-on for both of us.” Gripping his cock tight at mid-shaft, she continued to rub his glans on her nipple, pressed at least two inches into her soft flesh. Ben felt his orgasm beginning to start deep in his groin. He kept completely still, hoping that he could come before Hayley realized it.

But he groaned out loud.

“Oh, Ben, I’m afraid I’m making your discomfort worse. I’m so sorry.” Hayley abruptly stood up, standing topless beside his bed, looking at him with compassion in her eyes, wiping his precum from her nipple with her hand. “What can I do to make it up to you?” She leaned over his face to fluff his pillow, her bare breasts suspended just inches above him. Ben reached up and lightly touched the side of one breast with his left hand.

“You can touch them with your hands, if you want to. But won’t that make your frustration hurt even more? Remember, you must tell me if you want me to cover up.”

Not speaking, Ben reached up with both hands to squeeze, caress, and fondle her breasts. Hayley remained motionless for several minutes, allowing Ben to explore them fully.

Hayley murmured as her hanging breasts were being fondled, “Oh, Ben, I’ll do anything you want that I’m allowed to. Anything. But I can’t get in trouble with the nurse manager, and of course I can’t interfere with your treatment.”

“Oh, I need to come so bad,” Ben groaned. “Can’t you make me come, please?” he pleaded. “Please, please, please” Ben was begging now, having lost all hope of preserving his dignity.

“Oh, I wish I could, Ben, I truly do. I would love to give you relief. I would even let you come inside me.” Hayley paused a few moments, gazing at his pulsing member, seeming to ponder letting his 11-inch cock slide into her wet vagina.

Ben sensed that she was considering the possibility. He lurched against his restraints, helplessly.

Hayley abruptly shook her head quickly side to side a couple of times, coming to her senses. “Ben, I would love to. I can almost feel your beautiful organ sliding in and out of me. I’m getting wet, just imagining it. But you know I can’t. The head nurse would find out and I would be in trouble. Besides, your treatment program doesn’t allow it.”

Ben threw his head against the pillow and arched his back, groaning in agony, his body contorted with tension. “Please, please, Hayley, I can’t stand it,” he begged. “You’ve got to help me!”

“Ben, I want to comfort you so bad. I hate seeing you in such pain, and I feel guilty for making you suffer even more. I’ve been so selfish. Maybe it would help to nurse a little while? Babies need comfort nursing, even when they aren’t hungry.” With that, Hayley supported herself on both arms, suspending her breasts over his face, and put one nipple to Ben’s mouth, saying, “Close your eyes and relax while you suckle. Let your mind forget about your horniness. Just suck and let go of your tension.”

Ben sucked eagerly for several minutes on her left breast; then she switched to her right one, cooing “Go back to sleep, baby, go to sleep.”

Ben did not go to sleep.

As his sucking continued, Hayley’s breathing became deeper. “This is really turning me on, Ben. I’d like for you to keep sucking, unless you’d like to go back to sleep.” Ben sucked more steadily. Hayley shifted her legs apart, slipped her right hand down the front of her skirt, inside her panties, and began to rub her clitoris. In a few minutes she had a barely stifled orgasm, which was evident although she tried to keep quiet. Ben just kept sucking, wishing desperately that he could also come, but enjoyed helping Hayley come by fondling her breasts and sucking her nipples.

Hayley finally pulled away, breathless. “Oh, Ben, that was wonderful. Thanks so much. But what can I do for you? Would you like to smell my finger? My boyfriend likes my smell.” She put her finger to his nose, then slipped it into his mouth. “He likes the taste, too. Do you?”

The smell and taste of a woman nearly drove Ben wild in his unbearably horny state. Hayley looked down at Ben’s throbbing erection, which was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. “Well, since you tasted me, can I taste you?” Hayley asked.

Without waiting for an answer, she put her mouth around the head of his cock, licking off his pre-cum, and slowly stroking his shaft. He groaned deeply, in velvet agony.

“Ben, I feel so bad. I wanted to comfort you, and I’m afraid I’ve only made your frustration worse. I’m so sorry. Would a partial semen extraction help you now, or only make you hurt more?”

The “partial semen extraction” technique had been used a few times by the nurses when Ben seemed too close to ejaculating before the 60-second treatment period was completed. It consisted of allowing only one drop of semen to emerge from his penis, then letting his arousal subside before continuing with the remainder of his treatment. This technique slightly anesthetized his penis so that the treatment could be completed. The nurse manager had demonstrated the procedure on Ben, with all the students gathered around his bed watching intently. She instructed them to use it only when necessary. However, the students seemed to enjoy testing their skill and sensitivity. Two Vietnamese students were particularly skillful, but that’s the topic of another episode in this story.

Ben was so desperately horny that he hoped he could somehow trick Hayley into stroking him just one second too long, so he could finally spurt. “It might help,” he said, recovering his composure a little. “Let’s try.”Hayley gently pushed his legs apart, grasped his testicles in her left hand, pulling them away from his body, and hooked her first finger around the base of his penis so she could feel when semen entered the shaft, signaling the beginning of his ejaculation. By clenching her left fist tightly, she could simultaneously sense the contraction of his testicles and the sudden hardness of the base of his penis. This would be her signal to stop stimulating him. The awaited bead of semen usually appeared in the next few seconds.

Once her left hand had a firm grip on the situation, Hayley then began stroking the full length his shaft slowly with her right hand. This was the same technique used by the other nurses, except this time Hayley put her lips around his glans and pressed her tongue to the tip. She lifted her head briefly to explain, “I’m wondering if I’ll be able to sense the change in taste at your meatus before your semen begins to come out – is it OK with you for me to test this technique?”

Ben hesitated, worried that her experimental taste technique might be successful. 

“Actually, since you are a voluntary test subject, I am allowed to experiment on you for educational purposes. Still, I would like to have your permission.” Hayley looked into Ben’s eyes for an answer.

“OK, anything for science,” Ben replied, trying heroically to be cheerful. Hayley promptly lowered her head, opened her mouth slightly, surrounded his glans with her lips just above the corona, and pressed her tongue against the meatus. Then she tightened the grip on his scrotum with her left hand and began slowly stroking his shaft with her right hand, carefully sensing the changes that would signal his impending ejaculation.

To Ben’s intense dismay, Hayley succeeded in stopping his stimulation just before the first drop of semen emerged from the tip of his penis. She immediately removed her mouth as she squeezed and pulled his testicles, while tightly gripping the base of his shaft, holding very still as he thrust helplessly into the air, seeking just one more moment of stimulation. One small drop of semen oozed out. She waited a few seconds, letting his convulsions subside before taking the drop of semen carefully between her lips.

Ben groaned deeply, turning his head side to side heavily on his pillow, his frustration hardly bearable.

“I hope you feel better now, Ben. I’d better leave and let you get back to sleep.” With that Hayley stood up, still topless, her magnificent breasts shimmering in his ravenous gaze. She held his hand affectionately, looking into his eyes with deep compassion for his distress, and perhaps with a hint of playfulness as well. After a few minutes she reached slowly across his bed for her bra, knowing that his eyes followed her breasts as they moved. She seemed to wiggle her body, just a bit, unnecessarily, causing her breasts to sway.

Glancing at her breasts swing side to side, Hayley said, playfully, “Well, girls, I guess it’s time to get back in your cage.” She lifted them up and pointed her nipples at Ben’s hungry eyes. “Say goodbye to Ben, ladies.”

Putting her bra into position in her front, she lifted each breast in turn into its cup, then bent over to shake them into position before fastening the front of the bra. She then slipped on her blouse, straightened her clothing, and began walking toward the door of his room.

“Let me know if you’d like more comfort nursing, Ben,” she said, softly and quietly. “I only want to help you feel better. I’m on duty until 7.” 

Hayley waved cutely as she walked out the door.

Ben groaned, straining mightily against the arm restraints that prevented him from reaching his aching, throbbing erection to masturbate. Relief would not come that night . . . nor sleep.