Page 39 of Lonely
“You’re fucking your patient, Doctor? That’s naughty.” She moved down and ripped my belt open like she had a vendetta against belts everywhere, before pulling down my fly. “But I like naughty.”
My cock sprang free and she wasted no time sinking down on top of me.
“Oh, fuck,” she whimpered, bouncing on my cock until the bed threatened to collapse. I wasn’t sure if those beds were made to withstand that type of force. Anna was undeterred now that she was on her favorite bouncy castle.
I might have to write her a recommendation letter for companies in search of personnel to safety test their products.
Anna would have been better suited for a job like that than looking after vulnerable patients in an asylum. Because she spent more time riding my cock and waterboarding me with her genitals than she did working.
I wondered whether I needed to bring that up in her annual review.
Her work ethic was questionable.
But it felt good, and I liked that she was equally scary and intriguing.
“You thought you could cheat on me, Doctor?”
Bounce.
Bounce.
“You thought I wouldn’t punish you for it?”
Bounce.
“For an old man, you’re a fuckboy.” She leaned down and licked a path up my cheek. “I don’t like fuckboys.”
Then she was back to bouncing.
“You’re going to come today, baby. I don’t care if I have to ride you until sunset. You’re going to come inside me, and it’s going to dribble down my legs when I force pills down your favorite patient’s throat.”
She leaned down again and sank her teeth into my lip.
Fuck, that hurt.
I grunted, fisting my hands and pulling against the restraints.
Nurse Anna was crazy. Fucking nuts.
She straightened and then leaned back to rest her hands on my thighs.
From this angle, I could see my cock sliding in and out of her tight hole. My balls tingled because it looked like it hurt, but Anna didn’t seem in pain. Quite the opposite. She looked like she was experiencing fevered euphoria.
“Tell me, baby. Did you fuck him in the ass? Is he as tight as me?” She laughed, and it didn’t sound like clucking hens. No, she sounded evil, like the wicked witch of the West.
She smacked me with a wild look in her eyes, her hair almost escaping her ponytail. “Pathetic slut.”
My balls drew up tight, cock throbbing and painfully engorged.
Damn . . .
“You like that, huh?” She changed the angle, and this new pressure point had my toes curling.
“You’re going to be a good boy and come inside me, baby. Pump me full of cum.” She licked her lips, working me deep and slow. “You’re almost there. I can see it.”
“Fuck,” I groaned, as heat spread between my legs. The look in Anna’s eyes wasn’t helping. Some evil demon from hell had possessed her, and now she wanted to suck my soul from my body. Fuck, her tight cunt felt good, and it was even better because my ass was sore from Carter’s cock.
“Right there, huh? Like that?” She leaned down and flicked her tongue over my lips. “Such a good doctor. Give me your cum.”
