Lost in a Pandemic 3 [FF]

Lost in a Pandemic 3

I can’t believe the number of people I see every day, dying. They say, “No, I don’t believe in corona virus.” “This isn’t happening to me, this is not real!” I’ve never seen it like this. What are people thinking? I go home at the end of my shift and cry myself to sleep- after a couple or four whiskey and beer chasers. That’s the only way I can sleep. Booze, tears and oblivion.

I’m seeing people anywhere between thirty and ninety years old, they come to me when the medical staff are sure that their patient is beyond their help. I’m in a super clean area, setup to take the dying. I can’t do anything to help them, not even sure if I am making them comfortable. I’m in mask, face shield, gloves, disposable gowns, rubber shoes. I decontaminate to enter the ward, I decontaminate to exit the ward. Some clothing is put into bags, taken out and burnt. Some clothing is sterilized and yet, there is still no guarantee that I won’t be infected.

There are five to fifteen people in my ward, every day. Two or three doctors with up to eight nurses, I’m a nurse. Doctors are rotated frequently, nurses, well, who cares about nurses. We are tested every two days here, and so far, so good. I am not going to last here for much longer. Either I’ll get tired, then careless and get infected or I’ll be burned out then careless and get infected. Or maybe I will be moved out of this ward and into another, away from the front. I gotta talk to a doctor, but whatever happens is going to have to happen soon.

That night, seven people died and there’s nothing I could do, can’t even talk to relatives to tell them their loved one died peacefully. They all die peacefully, mainly because their bodies are in shock from the sepsis that is killing them. In a nutshell, the virus reduces oxygen to vital organs, so they work hard to keep up but can’t. The immune system rebels and starts working too hard and begins to attack healthy tissue. Eventually organs shut down, kidney, livers, heart, lungs then death. No treatment, no hope. Depressing isn’t it.

Sylvia Chiang was my doctor that evening, and all she could do was to confirm death, sign it off and leave us to clean up the remains. My shift ended, I got out of the ward, went to my change room, got tested, sat in the change room. Started crying. I was last out that night, I knew everyone else was gone. The door opened but I couldn’t stop the flow of tears.

“Wendy,” came this voice. It was Dr Chiang. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine!” I replied.

“Don’t bullshit a bullshitter, Wendy,” she observed. I was taken aback a little, not hearing a doctor talk like this before. “I got two brothers who are used car salesmen, so I know bullshit when I hear it.”

I had to laugh at that, I knew she only has one brother and he’s in OBGYN. “I feel so fucking helpless, Doctor.,” I answered, honestly, “I can’t keep this up.”

“I know, neither can I. I’ve already spoken to Dr Simmons about rotating out of this ward, and the same should apply to you. I’ll tell him so when I see him day after tomorrow.”

“I can’t, who’s-”

“Course you can and we can’t have our best staff getting burned out.” She looked at me and I really couldn’t tell if she was being serious or not.

“Yeah, right.” I am cynical sometimes.

“Really, there are some nurses whom I wouldn’t trust to change a bed pan. There there are more nurses who make my day so much easier because of their skills, their competence. You really make me look good with the work you do.” She emphasized the “you”.

She stepped close and took me in her arms, hugging me. She pulled back then said, “Ahh fuck it, I’m going to kiss you.” She leaned in again and this time she kissed me. My lips responded to her lips. When we broke, after what seemed like minutes, she said, “I’m sorry, but I’ve wanted to do that for a long time.”

Sylvia Chiang reminds me of Sandra O, from the Divergent films, I cried when she got killed off, both women are fucking beautiful. I grabbed her scrubs and pulled her in to me and kissed her back. “I will kiss a beautiful woman any time,” when this kiss ended. “Right now, I want some serious company.”

“So do I, I need to do something that lets me know I am alive,” Sylvia said. I knew exactly what she was saying, I wanted to fuck my brains out, with her.

In minutes we were in her car, “I live close,” she told me, “And alone.” I nodded, not trusting my voice. She pulled up out front of a new apartment block, got out and said, “Come on.”

I couldn’t wait. I let her drag me into her building, then up a lift to her floor then into her apartment and almost without stopping, to the shower. We were naked, clothes scatters from the front door to the bathroom. We washed each other and this was the first time I saw her naked body. Not much in the way of tits but shapely, narrow waist and broad hips. A small tuft of dark hair at the junction of her thighs, neatly trimmed and heart shaped. I smiled at that.

While getting wet, I ran my hands over her body, using as much of the body wash as I could. I washed her pussy, well, okay, I wasn’t washing it, I was masturbating her. She grabbed my shoulders and pulled me to her and kissed me as her body shuddered in ecstacy as she came for the first time that night. Sylvia got her breath back and got on her knees, in the shower, licking me, got me nice and wet then stood up, kissing my hardened nipples. She turned the taps off and dragged me out of the shower, drying me as quickly as she could. “I want you in my bed so I can do you properly, how you deserve to be made love to.”

Laying me on her bed, she kissed me, then worked her way down my body, over my breasts, across my stomach and finally onto my mons. She parted my legs and kissed all over my vagina, licking bits, kissing others, then she took my clit into her mouth. Her lips and tongue stimulated me so much in such a short time that I knew I was going to cum any moment. I moaned my lust, thrust my hips, felt her moth and tongue bringing me to the very edge of bliss. Than she backed off, let me go off the boil. You bitch! I thought, then she swooped in, quickly bringing me back to the edge again, then backed off. Again and again, she skillfully kept me on the edge until I couldn’t take it any more.

I begged her to make me cum! She took me up one more time, then, completely unexpectedly, she shoved her thumb into my ass. At the same time, I felt her mouth and tongue grab my clit, sucked it and I just exploded from inside. I cried my cum so fucking loud it echoed in the room. The seizure of my muscles went on and on as I was thrown about by the waves of sexual release, turning me into jello both inside and outside! I collapsed into a pile of nerve endings, feeling every fiber of the sheets, every hair from Sylvia’s head touching my skin. Every touch of her fingers, her lips, her tongue, I felt surge through me and I couldn’t resist it in any way.

What a way to end a fucking god-awful day! I was alive! I felt everything! I moaned when Sylvia disengaged her thumb, just about cumming again as her hair gently dragged up my skin. She kissed me and gently observed, “Sounded like you enjoyed that.”

“You could tell, could you?” I gasped back. “Never before!” Breathe, “Fucking brilliant!” Breathe, “Anytime you like.” Breathe, “Do it again.” I felt heat on my breasts, my upper torso, a really deep red, blood colored cum blush was observable even by me! I kissed her and asked if I could stay the night. “When you’re ready, you can fuck me.” That was what I had in mind but just said, “I can do that, well I’ll do my best!”

In some ways, being a small person, I am only 5’3″ has an advantage. My hands are not that big but in one area, I excel. Like Sylvia had done to me, I licked her , getting her nice and wet. I quickly had two fingers inside her pussy, followed by another, without difficulty. I then had four fingers pumping her love canal, and without warning, when I judged she was wet enough, I folded my thumb into my palm and in moments, I was fisting her. She screamed as my entire hand went inside her, but she just pushed down onto my fist. I then stroked her clit with one hand and pumped my fist in and out.

The chorus of her moans was enough for me to recognize a woman that was well and truly enjoying being fucked. Her body tensed then spasmed into orgasm, but that didn’t stop me from pumping her again and again. I made her cum a second time using my fist and not just pumping, but opening and closing my hand inside of her. It’s only a small movement and not without a lot of push back, but it feels like the pulse of a really big cock shooting its load when done right. Girls I’ve done this to get all ecstatic about it, want me to do it again because they get a real thrill from it. As my hand is small, I get right into them too, and I thing what I’m doing is caressing the cervix, or may just crushing the bladder, who knows. They love it.

Oh, don’t get me wrong, I like dicks, good hard, long dicks, just I don’t care if it is flesh or plastic fantastic. I really like threesomes, with a girl and guy or two guys, they can be special times. Not had too many, well okay, three to be precise, three different couples, twice ffm and one fmm. Either way, suits me, but one person at a time is good too. But this time, with this woman, it is special.

We took a break, Sylvia wobbled out to the fridge and got some water, which was excellent actually, really refreshing. She too is bi, and like me, loves the occasional threesome. She’s not at all picky about the make up. She had has 2 guys, guy/girl and girl/girl, haven’t dome that one but maybe.

Then I asked her how did she know I would even be open to her? Simple, she said, we have a common friend. She told me the name of someone I haven’t seen for well over a year, maybe even two. Seems this friend of mine is now married to a friend of Sylvia’s brother. She asked after me once when she found out Sylvia worked at the same hospital I did. That made it easy, but the reality was also that she, Sylvia, really did need to do something that made her feel alive, made her glad to be alive. I did too when Sylvia put it like that. Then she said something I will never forget, “You are really competent, confident within yourself. You are a really nice person to talk to, to be with and that adds to your natural beauty. Besides, you really do something for me and I was feeling more than a little lost. I’m glad you took my invitation.”

I kissed Sylvia and told her how happy I was to be there, then proved it by licking her pussy. I couldn’t get enough of her, she is tasty and has a wicked tongue herself when I found her shuffled into a sixty-niner. My lack of height usually makes this awkward, but Sylvia is only two and a half inches taller than me, and most of that is in her longer legs. Believe me when I tell you, a sixty-niner is really fun, but with Sylvia, it became something more. We licked each other into orgasms and when we broke apart, we were washed out, spun up and dried out.

We collapsed into each other’s arms. Slept for the rest of the night. In the morning, we woke, showered, made love, had breakfast, made love. She took me to my place, where I tried to change into fresh clothes, but ended up making love again. We slept for a little while, then went to work. At the end of the shift, we came to my place, made love, slept again. We were exhausted so slept right through to the alarm. We didn’t have to go on duty that afternoon, but Sylvia had an appointment with the Head of Emergency Services, to try and get doctors and nurses rotated out of the Emergency and Covid respite wards. The hospital board agreed to it when they were asked, but it means those experienced nurses will need to pull extra duties until both doctors and nurses are fully trained on Covid responses.

The night that the first rotation started, we were on different rotations. Bummer! Didn’t matter though, Sylvia knocked on my door one afternoon and when I opened it, she was standing there with this real hunk. She invited herself and hunk in, closed the door and after kissing me, she said, “Adam, this is Wendy, she saved my life when I was lost in this pandemic. Wendy, this is Adam and he has a schlong worth spending time to get to know. You interested?”

You bet!

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