Jim and Nurse Emma

Well. Lol. I'd not posted this one for a while. It was from the time I was writing stories for nice people on Fiverr. It was by request from a really really sweet dude. I'd like to write him today and see how he's doing. Bug him a little. I always appreciate all the amazing folks on Deep Underground Poetry. Hope everyone is doing great.

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This is a tale of a boy named Jim.

One day Jim sat on the examination table at White Palm Hospital, waiting for his follow-up to the monthly check-up he’d had last week. He was … to return because Nurse Emma had phoned him just two days ago.

“Hi, Jim,” she had said brightly over the phone. “How are you doing?”

“Um, I’m fine, Nurse Emma. Is everything okay?”

“Oh, yes, Jim. I know this is a great inconvenience to you. But the data for one of your tests was skewed. Dr. Walter needs to have you come in one more time for a re-take. Would Wednesday at five be alright? You’d be the last patient of the day so you’d be out quickly.”

“Um, okay,” Jim replied, said goodbye, and hung up his cell.

So at that moment he was waiting calmly in his assigned room. It’s true he was the last patient in the office. The waiting room had been completely empty.

Suddenly a knock sounded outside his door. Jim casually said, “Come in, Dr. Walter.”

But instead it was Nurse Emma who entered the room. Jim couldn’t quite tell, but an evil smile seem to tug slightly at the corners of her full-lipped mouth.

Holy shit, Jim thought, swallowing hard.

There was something very different about Nurse Emma today. She usually wore her pale blond hair in a tight little bun at the nape of her neck, no makeup, and thick glasses over her light blue eyes.

But today her white nurse’s cap was perched on top of her hair which had been let loose and free, wild and untamed tresses cascading down her shoulders. Her white uniform had become somehow extremely tight-fitting. Her face was made up sexily and sluttily and her more-than ample cleavage due to a pair of huge, bobbing tits was showing. He looked down and saw her usual knee-length skirt had been chopped to the very tops of her thighs, and red stockings and garters practically choked her legs.

“Hi, Jim,” she greeted him as she entered the white, chilly, and sterile room. “Well, as I said, one of your tests was inconclusive. I know this is awkward but it seems we need to do another testicular exam.”

Jim was stupefied, despite the fact his cock, which Mother Nature had definitely smiled upon and endowed with full proportion - perhaps too full - was already stirring to life. “What? Why do I need another exam?” he choked out.

“Well, we have to be sure. Changes in your testicles could be a sign of common benign conditions, such as an infection or a cyst, or a less common condition, such as testicular cancer. You say they’ve been, um... Seeming to grow lately, and during masturbation especially? Yes, this is very, very serious. Now I know Dr. Walter performed your last exam, but unfortunately he isn’t here today, and I will have to be the one to do it. But I want you to feel comfortable with me. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Emma walked slowly across the room and stood before Jim where he sat on the exam table, fitting herself between his slacked, open legs. She moved her mouth towards his ear. “You’ll like this, Jim. I promise. But first I must give you an injection that will make the test go easier and with less discomfort.” She took a long, terrifying syringe from her pocket yet somehow painlessly injected his forearm with a clear liquid.

“Now, let’s get you undressed,” she whispered into his ear.

Jim was powerless as the nurse stripped him gently of his t-shirt. Emma retrieved one of the doctor’s stethoscopes and put it on, bringing the mouth piece to Jim’s naked torso. He thought he heard a slight Mmmmm issue from her glossed lips.

She brought her mouth even closer to his hearing. “Your heart is beating so fast... Why, Jim? Good, no acute angina pectoris,” she practically purred. “Oh, Jim, do you know you have a beautiful body?” she murmured in a velvet voice while feeling the smooth expanse of his chest.

“Now I’m going to open your pants and bring out your cock, Jim.”

Jim couldn’t breathe. He was helpless as he sat there, it was as if he couldn’t stop what was going on and was under her complete command. Whatever she’d injected him with was making him feel funny. As if he had no will of his own anymore. And it seemed as if he was getting... Violently, abnormally aroused.

Nurse Emma unbuttoned his jeans and put her hand down his pants. “Oh my god,” she stammered, bringing out his dick. It was half as long as the table and together with his balls it was as thick as a gourd. She cupped her hands beneath Jim’s huge hanging balls, weighing them in her palms as if they were leaden weights.

“...I, I never knew. I never...” she was stammering.

She finally pulled herself back in control and went into the cabinet and brought out a tube of clear medical lubricant. Squirting some onto her hand, she rubbed her hands together rapidly, making the thick liquid warm.

Emma returned to Jim on the table where by this point his colossal dick was practically standing straight up in the air.

“Wh-what did you give me?” Jim asked fearfully.

“Just liquid Viagra," she said matter-of-factly.

“What? Holy fuck, no!”

“Yes, Jim. I’ve read about your little problem in your file. I wish you could be helped, I don’t want to hurt you, but I am what I am, and that’s a total, desperate cum-slut. I need your cum, Jim.”

Emma suddenly grabbed Jim’s towering cock, which was hung arched in the air like a giant sausage, and began to stroke him with her lubed hand. She wasn’t gentle. She unbuttoned the top of her uniform with her other hand and let her giant tits spring out with their huge areolas and - oh my God! - Jim thought, her impossibly long nipples, long enough to take a dick.

She made a fist with her hand and pumped fast, hard, and rigorously at his member, a purple hue now and fully engorged and its thick veins like tree roots visibly pulsing with blood. She could barely fit her hand around him. But she wouldn’t stop her merciless rhythm and pressure of jacking him off.

She kept her mouth at his ear the whole time, whispering sweet nothings. “Yes, Jim. You’re going to cum everywhere on me and in me. In every one of my hungry holes.” “Oh, Jim, you’re so hot, your cock is so big and beautiful, you’re making my sopping pussy so wet...”

Suddenly Emma shrieked as Jim exploded, hot thick strands of clotted cum spurting from his quaking dick and splashing hard onto her hand and her huge, globe-like tits, soaking the fabric of her uniform. “Ohhhh,” she moaned, “Yessss.” And then she noticed Jim’s giant spear of a dick was actually growing longer, and his massive balls were - oh my god - expanding, and rapidly!

“Oh, Jim,” she practically cried out then, raising her white skirt to her waist. She was pantie-less and climbed on top of him and with no explanation suddenly grabbed his cock and pushed it into her incredibly small, tight pussy - and oh, the look on her face, it was obviously the surprise and extreme pleasure of the feel of such a dick inside her - and began riding him slowly and with caution, otherwise he could completely tear her in two...

No, Jim screamed in his mind, I don’t want to be a father, not yet! Don’t let me cum in there! Her pussy was so tight the delicate skin pushed and pulled while milking his massive instrument...

Jim couldn’t help fucking her back. As Emma bounced and bounced upon his dick, she said in a bouncing, strangled voice, “Did you know a man will ejaculate on average of 7,200 times during his lifetime, Jim? The average number of times he will ejaculate from masturbation is 2,000. The average speed of ejaculation is 28 miles per hour...” Within seconds Emma was cumming and squirting all over Jim’s giant dick. But it seemed like she couldn’t stop and kept riding him and cumming over and over, splattering all over him and making a pool in his lap of her clear liquid cum. “Oh, oh, oh!” she moaned as Jim thrust high and deep into her somewhat asphyxiating passage, feeling the head of his cock penetrate deep into her womb. “Yes, fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck my pussy hard!”

Finally Jim came - holy shit - again and as he burst his second load deep inside Emma she screamed out in ecstasy, for what seemed like literal quarts of cum were shooting deep and hot into her tight hole and womb and were streaming down his cock in thick white rivers. But Emma’s eyes were wide and staring as she soon realized Jim was cumming inside her again and again and again!... She could feel the cum literally rippling through her body, growing in intensity and volume, and his god-like cock was growing even larger and larger inside her, spreading her stretched pussy to the limits, his red, swollen testicles now huge as bowling balls. Finally Jim’s cum was making such a powerful waterfall that it was literally hammering inside her, making her quake and bounce upon him and dripping into a pool on the white-tiled floor.

And much more happened that odd afternoon. Jim’s cock, of course, could not stop spewing massive amounts of cum, and couldn’t stop growing, nor his balls. He came again and again, deep inside Emma’s tight ass, deep in her throat... Deep again in her impossibly powerful pussy which latched onto him and wouldn’t seem to let him go...

Emma had finally removed herself from Jim weakly and leaned against the wall, exhausted and breathless. She was soaked in cum from her head and face down to the soles of her feet, and cum had penetrated in and filled every one one of her holes to the rim.

It seemed finally young Jim was safe.

That is, until a long line of hungry-looking nurses could suddenly be seen within the door!

He opened his mouth to scream.

Poor Jim, what adventures lay in wait for him next time?