She moved the sheet back and found his cock standing firmly at attention. She pulled his rigid prick toward her mouth. First, though, she let her hot breath reach out and caress his cock. This sensitized already sensitive flesh. She watched in amusement as the tangled mat of his bush stirred sluggishly from her hot, gusty breathing.
Then she couldn't restrain herself any longer. The plum-tipped cock in her hand was too taste tempting. She had to sample it.
Her ruby lips closed over his glans. She didn't suck him all the way into her mouth. She wanted to play with that lovely cock a little while before giving him the full treatment.
Her tongue flicked out and lightly danced across the piss-slit at the end of his cock. She teased and tormented him with the rough, pink tongue until he was silently struggling on the bed. She could tell he was having a hard time keeping control.
The way his cock was dancing around told her he might not be a virgin, but he certainly hadn't had much practice at sex. He was entirely new to getting head, if she was any judge.
When she had tortured his cock with her tongue long enough, she pursed her lips into an "O" and sucked. She pulled inch after inch of cock into her hot, wet mouth. All the while, her tongue swirled and worked feverishly against his prick.
"God, I… I never thought it would be like this!" he blurted.
She didn't answer him. She didn't want to take her mouth away from his sweet prick. There was the usual odor of an aroused male in her nostrils. This spurred her on. And the taste was making her into a raving sex maniac. She had to have more.
Greedily, she gobbled down his entire cock. The rubbery tip bounced off the roof of her mouth, then sailed down into her throat. She was no Linda Lovelace, but she could take all the cock a man could offer. With the teenager, there was no real problem.
He wasn't anywhere near as well hung as Luke or her other lovers. But she wasn't complaining. She needed what he had. The innocence and naive reactions thrilled her as much as if he'd been a couple inches longer. She felt a power over the prone boy that she seldom felt otherwise.
She was in control. She was calling the shots. Whatever she wanted, he would do. The adrenaline through her arteries made her come more completely alive than she could remember being in a long time.
And all because she was giving a blow job to an inexperienced teenage boy!
She pulled her head back, cradling his prick with her rough tongue. He was moaning constantly now, as if he were in pain. She knew better. Whatever was wrong with him, it wasn't pain. He was experiencing more pleasure than he ever had before in his short, young life.
"I feel like it's on fire! My cock! Your mouth on my cock! It's on fire!"
She laved his length with her tongue again. She made sure his prick was well attended to before she let it pop from her lips. Every single inch of skin had been kissed or licked, lightly nipped or tongued, before she allowed his cock to fall from her mouth.
She looked at the long, purple-topped cock. It was glistening from her saliva. It never looked more tempting to her. She saw the prick begin to jerk and buck hard. It wouldn't be long before his cock erupted a creamy fountain of jism from the end. The boy's control was slipping.
"Hang on a while longer, Jimmy, and I'll guarantee you that you'll never forget it!"
"I… I won't forget this… I never got head from a woman before. It's great!"
She merely smiled. She was getting her kicks from this. Why bother telling him she started sucking him off because of her own burning sexual needs? It would only confuse him. Let him think she found him irresistible and his cock the best nectar. She dived back down to suck some more on his prick. The taste was so heavy with male musk she almost came. Her nostrils flared at the smell. It was like nothing else in the world and, like nothing else in the world, it turned her into a sex maniac.
Sucking harder, she pulled the end of his rubbery cock into her mouth. She used her teeth to lightly mark the sides of his prick. Not enough to hurt, but more than enough to stimulate. She immediately let her soft, wet lips soothe away any possible hurt.
She could tell he was fighting back the rising tide of his jism. The way his balls had tensed up told the story. She could see the hairy little sac containing his balls bouncing around as if they contained something alive and fighting to escape.
She abandoned his cock and went lower to suck in the hairy bag. Pressing her tongue against the side of it, she felt the tumbling and churning inside. He was like a boiler ready to blow up on her.
"Don't do that! I can't keep it back much longer!"
She reluctantly left his sac alone. She loved the feel of the bristly hairs against her tongue. The frenzied churning going on inside made her even more aware of how aroused she'd made the youth. That was her reward. That and not much else.
Starting to give him head, she thought he would continue fondling her tits. He'd stopped when it became apparent that he was struggling to keep from coming. Her jugs were inflated with her aroused blood and there was no way she could get the teenager to fondle them. He was gripping the sides of the bed with an intensity that threatened to put his fingerprints into the metal.
"It's coming! I-I'm comiiiing!"
She looked up and saw the first liquid spurt of the boy's erupting cock. Quickly, she clamped her mouth over the spewing geyser to catch as much of his precious cum as she could.
Sucking, she milked him of every last drop of his jizz. Only when his cock began to wilt did she let up.
The teen was sobbing emotionally. It had been an exhausting experience for him.
She carefully licked up all his cum, even the drops that had shot out into the air, then pulled the sheets back up over him.
"That should take care of our little therapy for this evening."
The boy's breathing was slowing down to normal. "I never thought it could be that good. Will… will I get more therapy? From you?"
Peggy smiled. "We'll see, Jimmy. If you're cooperative with the doctors when they take all the tests, we'll see."
"Oh, I will be, I will!"
She imagined he would.
She left still feeling vaguely unfulfilled. Peggy knew she needed cock and lots of it.
But where to find it?
CHAPTER FOUR
"Well, well, Miss Martin," came a familiar voice from behind her. "I see you're still pioneering new techniques for treating bedridden patients. Was it successful?"
Peggy turned and saw Luke Hanson standing in the hallway. He wasn't dressed for duty. He had on a knit shirt, which fit his well-muscled frame like a second skin. The bulge of his chest and arm muscles had never looked more appealing to her.
"Luke! What are you doing here?"
"You mean, what am I doing spying on you giving our young patient some tender loving care?"
"Well, that, too."
He smiled disarmingly. "Old Doc Wilson had an emergency call and went running off. Dutiful Luke Hanson was on call and so I'm pulling a double shift again. And again and again, so long as I'm dumb enough to leave my phone number at the desk."
"I'm glad to see you!" Peggy blurted.
"Ho, ho! So the truth comes out. Nurse Martin has the hots for rising young intern Hanson, eh?"
She looked at the vee of his trousers. She laughed. "I see you are on the rise. How much of the scene in there did you catch?"
"Unless it was a double feature, I caught the main attraction. My, but you have such a sweet, sucking mouth. I'd just love to do some research with you on it."
"I'd rather do some in-depth probing."
"Gotcha. Let me dump this case history I was preparing and we shall go and find an empty room and begin on our civilization-saving researches."