2 DAY: The nurses scrutinised my penis in the hospital.

T titled “Medical Emergency: A Naughty Nurse’sDirty Deeds”
Have you ever fantasized about a naughty nurse inspecting your most private of areas? Well, allow me to spin you a scandalous tale about a trio of lusty lactating ladies in uniform who just couldn’t keep their hands off one unassuming patient’s throbbing manhood.

It all began when Hiroshi, a strapping young Japanese man, found himself admitted to the hospital for an ailing appendix. As he lay there in his sterile bed, the pain was unbearable, but not nearly as excruciating as the mounting discomfort in his groin. For you see, the cause of his nocturnal emissions was none other than the seductive siren songs emanating from the nursing staff’s flirty banter and frequentzisiting his bedside.

Nurse Yumi, a voluptuous vixen with a penchant for pencil skirts and plunging necklines, was the instigator. “Poor thing looks so uncomfortable,” she’d say with a wicked grin, while her curvaceous counterparts, Momoko and Sakura, would giggle and nod in agreement.

One fateful evening, as Hiroshi dreamt of swaying geishas and back alley blowjobs, the trio tiptoed into his room, their ample bosoms straining against the buttons of their crisp white uniforms. They came bearing gifts: a syringe filled with an extra strength salve, and a trio of eager, wandering hands.

“Now, we need to inspect your goods to ensure this medicament meets the mark,” Nurse Yumi purred, easing the sheets away to reveal Hiroshi’s turgid, twitchingrod rising up to greet their gaze. “Oh my, so robust and eager!” she exclaimed, wrapping her fingers around his girth and giving a few tentative squeezes.

Momoko and Sakura joined in, each taking a turn to fondle and stroke him, their pillowy nipples grazing his skin as they hovered close. Hiroshi could only moan and buck his hips, praying no other patients would wander in to witness the debauchery unfolding before them.

“Mmm, I think we need to test his reflexes,” Momoko declared, freeing her massive milk-laden breasts from her top and leaning in close. She rubbed her erect nipple against his lips, smearing them with the sweet nectar within. “Open wide, little one, and share in the goodness of our medicine,” she cooed.

As he latched on and suckled greedily, Sakura took the initiative to climb atop the foot of his bed. Rising up on her knees, she shortened her skirt and revealed the dripping depths of her glistening, hairless snatch. With a lascivious grin, she wrapped her thighs around Hiroshi’s head and smothered his face in wetness, grinding back and forth until the need for air became a necessity.

“Oh dear, I do hope he can breathe through this ‘procedure’,” Nurse Yumi mused, taking her turn in position. “If not, we’ll just have to do our best to revive him with other means,” she added with a wink, freeing her own swollen mammary gland and pushing it to his lips, eager to have him savor her flavor with Sakura’s juices.

The room was filled with the heady symphony of moans, smacks, and the wet sounds of two mouths feasting upon flesh like starving vagrants. Hiroshi’s rock hard rod swelled to painful dimensions, bouncing against his abdomen in time with their movements. Yumi took note of his arousal and decided it was high time to put him to the ultimate test.

“Momoko, be a dear and set that syringe in some hot water for a bit, would you?” she asked with a mischievous smile. “This needs to be done at just the precise temperature to ensure he gets the full range of benefits.”

As Momoko scurried off to the sink in the corner, Nurse Yumi took the opportunity to worship Hiroshi’s rigid organ with her mouth. She kissed and licked the entire length, swirling her tongue around his spongy crown, before engulfing him in one swift motion. Up and down her head bobbed, her cheeks hollowing as she suckled him in earnest.

“Ohh, that looks so good!” Sakura yelped, turning slightly to watch the debauched display. Her hand snaked into her panties, two fingers plunging deep into her steamy canal, pumping in time with Yumi’s mouth.

Momoko returned with the syringe, the viscous liquid within positively glowing from Yumi’s handiwork. With a devilish smirk, she plunged the needle into Hiroshi’s pulsating flesh, distributing its contents along his swollen veins. The sensation was overwhelming, the pleasure verging on the unbearable, and Hiroshi fought to contain his impending eruption.

“Let it flow, my dear,” Yumi wheezed, removing his cock from her lips for a brief respite. “Share the bounty of your essence with us,” she commanded, before sealing her lips around his tip once more, engorging her throat with his throbbing meat.

With a primal roar, Hiroshi succumbed to the ecstasy, his sizzling seed surging forth in powerful jets that painted Yumi’s waiting tongue while Sakura and Momoko each stroked and jerked their own heaving mounds, their crimson peaks erupting in a geyser of milky sweet rain.

In the aftermath, as the trio of nurses toddled off to their own rooms to freshen up, Hiroshi was left to bask in the afterglow of the most memorable medical treatment of his young life. The pain in his gut had subsided, replaced by a more pleasant hurt that would serve as a constant reminder of that day the nurses scrutinised his penis in the hospital.

And as he drifted off to sleep, the warm liquid tang still clinging to his lips, Hiroshi silently hoped that perhaps he’d suffer a relapse sometime soon, and that given his newfound fame, perhaps the trio of naughty nurses would offer to work him over again as soon as he returned to the wards.