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Pre-Discharge Discharge

... slide out. She pulled her knickers back into place, the black silk providing a snug outline. A new metal disc was taken from the cart. She undid a couple of buttons in my shirt before fastening the disc to my chest. Then, before I had time to grasp the situation, she was climbing onto the bed, skilfully avoiding the wires attached to me, making me wonder if she’d done this before. Then every thought was shoved sideways out of my head as she straddled me. I felt the silk of her knickers on my lips – damp knicker fabric on my mouth. The loud hum of Nurse Helen’s dildo began again. I wanted to turn my head to look at her, but Nurse Sophie’s legs were holding my head in place. She moved upwards, and silk pushed against my nostrils. This really was like being drugged; the strong scent of female libido making me slightly dizzy. “Pulse rate increasing again,” Nurse Helen murmured. “Arousal levels considerable.” Nurse Sophie pushed down hard. Breathing restricted, I made to open my mouth. All that happened was that her libidinous desires entered my body that way as well. I couldn’t be sure that my mind wasn’t playing tricks on me, but it seemed as if her arousal was drip, drip, dripping onto my tongue. “Respiration dipping,” Nurse Helen said, “but we’re nowhere near danger levels.” That wasn’t how it felt. It was becoming very hard to breathe. On the other hand, if I really had died and gone to porn cliché heaven, what difference would it make? I managed to inch my tongue out, ...

... pushing it against Nurse Sophie’s increasingly fluid-drenched knickers. The strong taste of her made my cock twitch as I imagined her taking her panties off and wringing them out directly into my mouth. She shoved herself against me. I wanted to say that it might be an idea for her to let me catch my breath, but she took my lip movements to be an attempt to increase her arousal. “Oh yeah!” she exclaimed. Then, “Nurse Helen, is it very wrong of me to be aroused?” “Not at all,” Nurse Helen replied, before letting out a groan of pleasure herself, accompanied by irregular hums from the dildo. Then Nurse Sophie did lift herself from my face, but only to pull her knickers to one side, instantly planting herself back down on my mouth. At least my nostrils were freer now. I could breathe, but only enough for the scent of wet pussy to enflame me further. She ground herself down on me, slippery, creamy female nectar all over my lips. I eased my tongue back out, and it somehow found itself in her tunnel. The taste of moist vagina combined with the scent to set my cock twitching again. I didn’t dare touch myself for fear of spontaneously combusting. Instead I placed my hand on her buttocks, in my intoxicated state, helping Nurse Sophie grind down on my mouth so that I was practically fucking her with my tongue. As I squeezed her round bum cheeks, Nurse Helen breathed, “Respiration recovering, arousal intense.” Once again, she had that voice where she might just as well be speaking of herself. ...