Once upon a time, I helped a nurse relax after stressful, busy days.
Daisy was a tiny, tiny little thing – tanned skin, dark hair, just shy under 5’ tall. She had a self-described Oral Fixation and a really, really tight little ass. She was also a nurse, which as you may have heard over the past few years was a stressful job.
*We were fucking before COVID, but it was still a hell of a job.*
I’ll spare the boring details of how it started, but I came to be Daisy’s stress relief. Whenever she would have a tough day at work – whether it was because a coworker was being the worst, or a patient tried to escape (this happened a lot), she’d call me and I’d head over to her place and ream her out.
She really liked being manhandled. “I had trouble sitting today,” was a common text I would get after a night of fucking.
“Want me to come over again, then?” I would reply.
“Yes, please.”
I’d come over and as soon as she opened the door I would sweep in and pick her up. She’d shriek in mock terror as I swung her around before placing her on a table or a bed or a counter and pulling down her pants. I always went right to work – I knew what she needed.
I swirled my tongue up and down her slit, giving her clit long, delicious licks before sucking on it lightly. When she would start to whimper I switched to little tongue flicks, which would set her off. Daisy would let out these low, guttural moans as she wrapped her hands in my hair, pulling me into her, not letting me move an inch. I would feel her legs tighten all around me until she gasped and let go, falling back with pleasure.
And then she’d ask me to fuck her.
Sometimes she’d ride me, pushing me down to the floor and then mounting me right there. She squat-fucked me like a champion, never resting on me but always working her wet pussy up and down my shaft. My thumb would find its way into her mouth and she’d close her eyes, sucking it in apparent ecstasy.
Sometimes she’d beg me to bend her over, and I did, slamming into her and pushing her down into the bed / cushions / floor / wherever we were. She’d scream but always told me “Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!” I knew it hurt her – bruised cervixes just don’t feel good ever, I’m told – but she always begged me to be rough and go as deep as I could possibly go.
*One time I “took it easy on her” and she didn’t let me fuck her for two weeks. I learned my lesson: follow directions.*
One day I got a text from Daisy in the middle of the day. This wasn’t the weirdest thing – I often got texts to schedule fuck sessions later that night – but this one was different. “Can you come to [Hospital name] in an hour?” she asked.
“Is everything alright?”
“Everything is fine,” she answered. “I just really need to suck your cock.”
An hour later, I met her in the parking lot of the hospital. “We need to be quick,” she said. “My break is over in 15.”
She took me and led me to her car – the tiny woman drove a big, black SUV, which I always found funny. She practically pushed me into the backseat and then dove on top of me, pulling down my jeans with one hand and pulling up her scrubs with the other. My hand fondled her chest, playing with her rapidly-hardening nipples as she went to work on my cock.
First she drooled on it, working it with both hands to get nice and wet. She ran her tongue up my cock, from the base to the tip, swirling her tongue around my head. All the while, she was staring at me with her big, doe, brown eyes.
And then she took me fully into her mouth. Every bob of the head sent her lower down my shaft. I went past her mouth, her tongue, and into her throat. My hands gripped her hair and in response she started sucking me faster. One hand started playing with my balls. My head went back in pleasure. I couldn’t concentrate, I couldn’t even complete a full thought.
“FFFfffffffuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkk —–” I let out in a long, low moan as I came in her mouth. Her cheeks bulged with my cum, and some may have dribbled out the corner of her mouth.
*It wasn’t that I had cum a lot – it was more that she had a tiny mouth.*
I watched her swallow every drop, and then she opened her mouth to show me what a good little cocksucking slut she was.
“Can I fuck you tonight?” I asked, still sitting in the backseat of her SUV, pulling my pants up. “I feel like I need to pay you back.”
Daisy kissed me lightly and then winked. “See you at 10?”
Two days later I got a text: “I thought you would like to know, I had a very hard time sitting down yesterday. But it was also very much worth it.”
*I did like to know that.*
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/w2ybrd/i_m_was_a_nurses_favourite_source_of_stress_relief
Sounds amazing, what happened or why did things end?