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It was a hospital like no other, a hospital of sex and debauchery, where
doctors and nurses preyed on each other, and their patients. It was
certainly not the place for an innocent young candy striper. Fortunately
for her, Tammy wasn't all that innocent.
"What's wrong with him?" Tammy asked, approaching the unconscious man
slowly.
"He's in a coma."
"Ohh, that's a shame."
Tammy stared at the man in sympathy. He wasn't very old, maybe in his
thirties, and he was pretty good looking, in a rough, western sort of
way. He had a long, thick moustache and a day's growth of beard.
Tammy giggled as Doctor Miller lifted up the opposite sides of the man's
moustache and tugged on them. He was being outrageous. It was so funny
to see, though, and he was soooo handsome.
"Doctor!" she gasped, "You shouldn't!"
"Yeah, I guess you're right, Tammy. And hey, call me Mike, okay?"
"I shouldn't. Nurse Gertz says we have to call all the doctors... uhm,
doctor."
"Ahh, forget that dyke. She just doesn't want you getting to like any men."
"She's a dyke?" Tammy laughed, eyes wide.
"You bet. She's probably got her eyes on you," he teased, leaving the
patient and coming back to Tammy.
"Doctor!"
"Well, you are a very pretty girl."
Tammy blushed happily.
"Have you ever considered modelling?"
"My parents won't let me," she sighed. "They want me to be this... this
sweet little girl, you know, all American and that. They don't think
modelling is very good for a girl's morals."
"You seem like a very moral girl to me," MIller teased, wiggling his
eyebrows up and down.
"Well, sometimes," Tammy giggled, squeezing her hands together behind
her back and swinging her torso from side to side.
"Sometimes. Only sometimes?" Paul said, flicking his tongue out.
"Doctor! You're terrible," she gasped, laughing.
"It's being around gorgeous young women like you," he said, shrugging
helplessly. "Say, would you like to try a new medical procedure?"
"What?" she asked suspiciously, still smiling.
"Well, mister Aaron here has been in a coma for weeks now. Maybe you
could bring him out of it."
"How?" she blinked.
"You know how patients in coma can sometimes actually hear what's going on?"
"I've heard that." Tammy nodded seriously.
"Why don't you go over there and whisper in his ear."
"But... what should I whisper?"
"What do you think you could whisper that would bring a man out of his
coma?"
"I don't know."
"Talk sexy to him. Tell him what a big strong man he is and how you'd
love to have sex with him."
"Doctor!" she gasped in mock outrage.
"Hey, you never know, maybe it'd work," he grinned.
"You're sick!"
"No, he's sick. Come on, you have a real sexy voice. Maybe it'll work."
"Oh, it will not. You're making fun of me."
"Maybe it will," he said, shaking his head and shrugging. "Think how
happy his family would be if he came back to life."
Tammy looked at him suspiciously, but thought, well, why not. She had
heard how talking to people in comas sometimes woke them up, that their
subconscious could sometimes understand words.
Anyway, it would be a kick.
She sidled up close to the head of the bed and bent over. She did not
miss the handsome blonde doctor's eyes sliding over to her butt as she
bent over, and flushed in a mixture of pride and embarrassment. She
gazed at the unconscious man, then licked her lips and leaned in closer
to his ear.
"Hey, hot stuff," she said, trying to make her voice low and sexy. "I'm
feeling sooo hot," she sighed. "I just need a big strong man like you to
come and wrap his arms around me and kiss me."
"This is silly," she giggled, straightening.
"No, you're going good. Keep it up."
Tammy didn't think the man could hear, but she WAS feeling kind of hot
from talking like this with the sexy blonde doctor listening. And as she
leaned over again she just knew his eyes were scanning her ass and her
legs. She leaned over a little more than she needed to, getting turned
on by the knowledge that she was turning on the doctor.
"Hey, Mister Aaron," she whispered into his ear. She lowered her voice
so Doctor Miller couldn't hear and continued. "Come and suck my titties,
Mister Aaron," she breathed. "Come and fuck my tight little pussy. Just
wake up and I'll let you do anything you want to me. Wouldn't you love
to get your hands on my nice firm titties? Wouldn't you love to get up
and suck on the nipples? Dirty man! Come on. Wake up and fuck me."
Doctor Miller came closer then, to hear better. He stood right beside
her and his hand came down on her back. She felt a wave of excitement.
She was being so kinky! So naughty!
"Come on, handsome man," she whispered, her voice getting throaty. "Come
and shove your cock up into my pussy. I'm practically a virgin. I love
cock, Jeff. I want to ride your cock all day. I'm all naked and soapy
and wet, Mister Aaron. Wake up and fuck my teenage pussy."
"Maybe you should talk louder," Miller said, his hand stroking her back
lightly.
"He can hear me," she teased, feeling smug at him not being able to know
what dirty things she was saying.
He leaned over beside her then, his hand over her shoulders.
"Hey, Aaron," he said. "You should see this gorgeous little candy
stripper leaning over your face. She's got the hottest body I've seen in
a long time and she's soooo hot for you."
Tammy giggled and blushed.
"You should feel how soft her skin is, Jeff," Miller said, sliding his
hand along Tammy's cheek. "It's teenage skin, soft as butter, sweet and
white and delicious. Get your tongue on it, Jeff. It'll make you feel
young again."
Tammy swallowed and quivered slightly. Doctor Miller might not be
turning on the comatose man but he was definitely turning her on.
"Her hair is long and gorgeous, Jeff. It's like silk and shines like
gold. Come on, Jeff. She's a blonde teenage nymphomaniac!"
Again Tammy giggled.
"You are, aren't you, Tammy?" he grinned.
"That's right," Tammy said. "I'm a nympho, Jeff. I can't get enough sex.
Just wake up and you can have me."
"You hear that, Jeff," Miller said. "She's all hot for you. She's ready
to climb on top of you and start working. Wake up and get it up, Jeff.
Just open your eyes and see how swollen her breasts are."
Tammy gulped in embarrassment, but realized he was right. Her breasts
were swollen, her nipples hard and sticking out against her red and
white uniform. She was really, really hot, and just knew if Miller
wanted she'd do anything.
"Jeff, she needs it real bad," Miller said in a hoarse whisper. "She's
really hot."
"Yeah," Tammy sighed.
"Moan for our friend, Tammy," he grinned.
Tammy stared at him in surprised, then licked her lips and leaned over
the man again. "Oooohhhhh," she sighed. "Uuhhhhhhhhg! Mister Aaarroooon.
Wake uuuuup. OOohhhhhhhhhh. I neeeeeeed iiiiiit!"
"Jeff, if you don't get her clothes off someone else will," Miller said.
"She's all ready to tear them off herself and go and rape the nearest
man she can find."
Which would be me, he thought.
"Wait! She's doing it, Jeff. She's taking her clothes off! She's pulling
down her candy striper uniform, now she's just in her little black lacy
bra and G-string."
Tammy stared at him in shocked excitement, feeling her insides twist and
heat up.
"She's dancing, Jeff. She's swinging her hips back and forth, sliding
her hands up and down her perfect body. Oh, man, Jeff! She's stripping
off her bra. It's off, Jeff. You should see her breasts. They're
perfect! Perfect teenage breasts! She's dancing again, Jeff. You have to
wake up and see this."
Tammy thought she should protest this kind of talk, but it was funny,
really, and incredibly erotic - in a weird, sick, kinky kind of way. It
was like she was really doing that, even though she hadn't moved. She
felt her nipples getting even harder at the thought of stripping and
dancing in front of the gorgeous blonde doctor.
"Now she's taking off her G-string, Jeff. She's naked, and she's
climbing into bed with you. She's standing over you on the bed, Jeff.
Open your eyes and you can look right up at her. She's got a perfect
body. You've gotta see her!"
"Dcotooor," Tammy protested finally, face red.
"It's not working, Tammy," Miller sighed. "Maybe he knows we're just
faking it. I know what you should do, lower your dress and show him your
breasts."
"No way!" she gasped, even as a bolt of excitement shot through her belly.
"He can't see anything, Tammy, unless it works, and wouldn't it be worth
it then?"
"I-I can't do that!"
"But he can't see."
"You can!" she snorted.
"But I'm a doctor, Tammy. I'm only doing this for my patient's sake. It
wouldn't be dirty or anything. It's for science."
She looked at him in disbelief. "What if someone walked in?"
"I'll lock the door."
"The door doesn't lock," she said.
He grinned and moved over to the door, then picked up a chair and shoved
it under the door handle.
"Now it's locked," he said, coming back.
Tammy felt confused and under pressure, and horny. She hadn't exactly
agreed to it, even if the door could be locked - had she? Anyway, he was
a doctor, and the guy was unconscious.
And the idea was so incredibly dirty and horny and erotic!
She undid the back of her candy striper's dress and opened it, then,
blushing furiously, she turned her back on the doctor and slipped it
down over her shoulders, then down her arms. She held it over her
breasts as she reached back to undo her bra.
"Here, I'll get that," Miller said, quickly reaching forward and deftly
undoing the back of her bra.
Again Tammy felt a wave of sexual heat as she felt the handsome doctor's
fingers at her bra. She felt the catch released, and for long seconds
his fingers slid over her bare back.
God, if she were caught now like this...
She pulled her bra up and exposed her breasts, which rose and fell on
her heaving chest.
"Lean over him," Miller whispered, right behind her.
A sexual haze seemed to grip the blonde teenager, and her skin felt raw
and sensitive to the touch. Eyes wide, she leaned over and let her heavy
breasts dangle just over the man's face.
"Stroke his face with them," Miller breathed.
Tammy's guts lurched and she caught her breath. No! She couldn't! But
she did, leaning forward more, pressing her breasts against the man's
face, gasping as she felt the heat of his flesh against her own.
"That's soft, teenage tit on your face, Jeff," Miller sighed. "Open your
mouth and suck on her nipples. They're hard and ready."
His hands slid up and down on her bare back as Tammy shuddered and
rubbed her breasts against the man's face. Then he pressed himself
against her from behind and she felt his erection against her buttocks.
His hands slid down her back and under her shoulders, then onto her
breasts, cupping them and squeezing gently.
"Oohhhh," she gasped. "Oohhhhhhhh."
"I've got them in my hands, Jeff," Miller panted. "They're incredibly
soft. Wake up and squeeze them like I am."
Tammy's breathing came harder and faster, and the blood raced through
her body as the doctors' hands kneaded and squeezed her full young
breasts. She closed her eyes and squeezed her thighs together as the
doctor ground into her buttocks.
Then one of his hands slid off her breast and gripped the hem of her
short cotton dress, tugging it upwards. She made no effort to resist,
the heat inside her rising higher and higher as she felt her panties
exposed.
He bent her over a little more, and then kneed her legs apart. She
whimpered as his hand cupped her pubic mound through the thin bikini
panties she wore. She felt a hot wave of excitement flushing through her
mind and body, and trembled as he squeezed her pussy repeatedly.
His fingers slid in and tugged the crotch of her panties aside, exposing
her golden furred pussy slit, then she felt something against her there,
something that wasn't fingers, that had to be...
"Oohhh! Ohhh,Doctor! Ooohhh!" she gasped, as his cock slowly sank into
her soft, moist hole.
"Sooo sooooft," Miller groaned.
His teeth gnawed on the nape of her neck, his tongue sliding up under
her ear as his hands returned to her breasts. He squeezed them harder as
his cock drove slowly into the tight, sucking depths of her hot teenage
pussy.
"Oohh Goddd!" she whimpered.
"She's tight, Jeff," he gasped. "I've got my cock halfway up her pussy
and it's sucking me in deeper. Oohh yeahhh!"
He sank his cock deep, and she felt it moving high up into her belly as
she shuddered and moaned with the crackling sexual electricity gripping
her body.
"I'm in her to the balls, Jeff," he panted. "Her cunt tunnel is packed
with cock. She's groaning and moaning, Jeff."
"Ooohhhhhhh!" Tammy groaned, as if on cue.
Miller twisted his cock around in her warm belly, revelling in the
tightness and heat of her, glorying in the softness of the full,
malleable breasts in his hands. He drew his cock back, then thrust
forward, drawing a grunt of pleasure from the blonde teenager.
"God!" he sighed.
He drew his cock back again, then thrust in deep. He began fucking her,
grinding his hips into her buttocks, sliding his cock back and forth
through tight, wet, sucking pussy lips as she trembled and whimpered and
pushed her bottom back against him.
"Nympho," he breathed. "Nympho teen slut!"
He began pumping up harder and faster, jamming his cock into the girl's
belly as he mauled her breasts. His hips rutted with a faster and longer
stroke, as the girl fell forward across the prone body of the comatose
patient.
Her breasts were crushed down against the man's face as Miller half lay
upon her. He grunted with exertion as his own bottom rose and fell and
his cock thrust into the gasping, whining, moaning girl again and again.
Tammy's eyes were glazed, her body burning with feverish sexual heat.
She was in a raw, carnal, erotic dream, and her body was boiling over
with lust and passion. She grunted and moaned as the doctor's big cock
pounded down into her tight pussy hole, hardly able to breath with the
force of the sex-heat gripping her.
She felt the orgasm wash up over her, her eyes rolling back in her head
as she gurgled and moaned and grunted in climactic sexual pleasure. She
humped back wildly, instinctively, whimpering and groaning as the
ecstasy ripped through her young body.
Her heavy breasts rubbed and rolled against Jeff's face as Miller fucked
her with harder and faster strokes. He too was nearing his climax, and
his body was boiling over with the heat of the moment, the glorious
conquest of this hot little piece of ass.
He pushed himself erect, standing and gripping her right thigh, jerking
it up and apart, pushing it onto the bed as he fucked into her. He
gripped her thin bikini panties and ripped them off, exposing her soft
round bottom.
He spread her legs wide and rammed his cock into the quivering,
trembling, grunting girl for all he was worth, triumphant and exultant
as he rode her wildly, gritting his teeth as he tried to hold off his
own orgasm, tried to prolong the moment.
Tammy felt his cock stabbing even deeper inside her. Through the misty
awareness of the sexual languor gripping her she felt her panties torn
off, and a new flush of heat rippled up and down her spine.
She felt every inch of the doctor's big cock as it sawed back and forth
inside her, and moaned at the lust gripping her mind. Never had she done
anything so erotic, so naughty, so lewd and crude and... and... sexual!
His hips were smacking against her bare buttocks as he fucked her, and
Tammy could only grip her hands into tight fists as the sexual heat
rapidly built up again inside her body.
"Jeff!" Miller gasped. "Wake up, Jeff. The little whore is too hot for
one man to handle! She's got a cunt like a sucking vacuum! It's trying
to squeeze my cock to death! Uhng! Ungh! Ungh! I'm fuckin' as hard as I
can, Jeff! She still needs more!"
Tammy mewled in bliss, her mind swamped by high intensity lust. She
tried to raise her bottom higher as the doctor's cock pounded into her
like a triphammer, tried to jam her pussy back to meet his rapid thrusts.
His hands gripped her dress and yanked it higher, then with a powerful
motion he tore it up and over her shoulders. He twisted her bra off, and
she was.... she was naked! Naked!
Miller gripped her leg and jerked it up hard, twisting her over onto her
back. He groaned as he stared down at her lush young body draped across
Jeff's chest, her breasts thrusting up and out. He slid his hands around
them, sinking his fingers into the tight, tender meat as he resumed his
hard pounding.
Tammy stared up in dazed delight, watching the doctor face, then staring
down at his hands on her breasts. She spread her legs more, bending her
knees and jerking them up and back as his hard cock drilled into the
center of her belly.
"Fuck me!" she gasped. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"
"Listen to her, Jeff," Miller gasped. "She's a hot little slut! She
needs cock!"
"I need cock!" Tammy gasped. "I need cock! Fuck me! Fuck me, Jeff!"
Miller fell atop her, his lips crushing hers, his tongue driving into
her mouth as her arms slid around him. His bottom rose and fell, the
mattress bouncing below them as he drove his cock into the trembling,
whining little blonde teenager.
Their tongues slid over each other like hot, wet snakes as their loins
rocked and slapped together. The bed squeaked as it bounced, and Tammy
groaned and whined and panted for breath as she neared a second orgasm.
Another orgasm crackled through her body and she cried out in shocked
pleasure, her back arching as her pussy exploded in massive waves of
sexual bliss. Her head thrashed from side to side and her knees bounced
in mid-air as her body was gripped by a howling sexual gale that ripped
through her mind with wild abandon.
Miller pushed himself erect again, and gripped her hips. He fucked
furiously, ramming into her with total abandon, pounding his burning
staff into the deepest depths of her quivering, spasming young belly.
He felt his balls exploding, felt his juice blasting out the tip of his
bloated cock. He groaned in pleasure as his cock boiled over with
pleasure and jism poured down into the shaking, thrashing blonde girl's
womb.
"Yeahhh! Yeahhh! I'm coming!" he gasped. "I'm shooting, Jeff. I'm
pouring it into her! Uhhhhhh! YeahhhH! I'm filling her full of sperm, Jeff!"
He collapsed atop her, his mouth over her left breast. He sucked and
chewed feverishly on her big stiff nipple as his pumping slowed and
finally halted.
He sighed with relief, and eased back. He stood up, sliding his hands
over the girl's exposed flesh.
"Nice," he sighed. "Baby, you were made for fucking."
Tammy groaned in response.
"Come on,"he sighed. "Get your clothes on before someone comes."
"I just want to lie here forever," she sighed.
"Yeah, well, you can't."
He gripped her wrist and jerked her up and off the bed. She staggered
but he held her up until she caught her balance, then reached down and
grabbed her bra.
"Put this on."
"Let's do it again," she groaned, trying to put her arms around him.
"Not now," he said impatiently. "Come on, we're pushing our luck."
She pouted, but obediently put her bra back on. Her panties were torn,
but Miller grinned and said she didn't need them anyway. He pocketed
them as she pulled her red and white striped dress down over herself.
They left, neither of them noticing the sheet sticking up over the
patient's erect cock.
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From the ebook: The Candy Striper, by Argus
Argus books have been published by Virgin Nexus, Silver Moon, Star,
Olympia, Chimera, and Beeline. His e-books are available for download at
http://www.ebookblue.com/steam.html