Head Nurse: Sexual Healing

When I was sick, the head nurse made sure I got my sexual healing.

I had to go to the hospital because of a car accident. I had broken several ribs and my left arm. By some stroke of luck, my right hip was cracked but not entirely broken. Still, that didn’t mean I wasn’t uncomfortable. The pain medicines weren’t working at all. And even though I’m usually a sex-positive person, I had felt so unattractive. It was the longest I ever went without getting to cum. I needed time for some sexual healing, but how? Since I couldn’t even masturbate due to my injuries, I was out of luck… Then in walked the head nurse.

“I think you need a different kind of healing, and I’m just the one to treat you …”

“Right now?” I sheepishly asked, “It’s so late at night, and all the doctors went home.” But the head nurse replied that there were nursing treatments that didn’t need a doctor’s order or approval.

“It seems you were a different person before your accident,” the head nurse said with concern. “All your visitors claimed you were a vibrant person who was healthfully in love with herself. It must be so hard for you to be in such a vulnerable position.” The head nurse placed her hand in mine. She began stroking my forearm with her fingers. Tingles went throughout my entire body as she grazed her fingertips along my arm.

“How are you doing that? My whole body is just feeling so…”

The head nurse raised an eyebrow and replied, “So tantalizing, dare I say, sexy?”

Wait a moment, I thought to myself, is she asking me what I think she is?

The head nurse smiled at me, “You know, Kiera, there are some treatments that, though unconventional, have shown promise… would you like to try them with me?”

“I’ll start with traditional mouth to mouth,” said the head nurse as she kissed me.

Her kisses moved to my neck and shoulders. My breathing and heart rate increased. Her gentle hands worked their way to my breasts, then my sides and thighs. She began to separate my legs slowly. “Let’s do some hip rotations,” she said to me as she massaged the sides of my hips. My legs trembled, and any pain I felt melted away. Her fingertips slid up to my pelvis, and my hips began to gyrate up and down. “Oh, not too much, dear. Let me do the work.”

Now, her hands went to my neglected pussy. She spread my pussy lips apart, “Oh, it seems you’re experiencing vaginal wetness, don’t worry, it’s perfectly natural,” the head nurse said with a devious smile. “We can often learn about proper sexual health by someone’s taste…”

The head nurse lived up to her name as her mouth explored my wet pussy.

The head nurse began her healing technique, and she proceeded to insert her perfect tongue inside me. My heart fluttered, and my eyes opened wider. She brushed her fingertips against my clit. She moved her mouth away from my pussy to say, “Your clitoris is swelling. It seems we’re making progress.” Her mouth slid onto my clit and began to lick and suck while her fingers thrust inside of me. My heart rate and breathing sped up. The ecstasy I felt coming from my dear nurse was indescribable. If this was treatment, I wish I had gone to the hospital more often.

Before I could make sense of it all, the vaginal wetness I felt turned into a flood. I saw stars, almost screaming, but the head nurse covered my mouth. “Hush, dear, we don’t want to disturb the other patients.” The head nurse cleaned all of the cum from in between my legs and even gave me new sheets. She said she was grateful for my willingness to participate and that soon I would likely be able to do more active touch therapy, “but we’ll discuss further treatment tomorrow night, sleep well.”

I ended up healing in record time because of that head nurse.

Everyone asked how I recovered so well, but I would never tell. The truth was that nurses truly make their patients heal, with a bit of mouth to mouth…and mouth to a few other places.

Need something for sexual healing? Take a bite of some adult edibles to satisfy your appetite, and call Kiera.

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