The supervisor of the
hospital was pissed. All of the nurses on his
staff were good women except for one.
Her name was Lawanda. She
had an attitude problem. She was good at her job,
but she had a nonchalant way of carrying out her
duties. She wasn’t afraid of losing her job
because she was the most skilled at her position
and she knew she was too valuable to let go.
Plus she could be charming
when she wanted to. She knew how far to push the
boss without getting canned, but it wasn’t her
nonchalant attitude that got her in trouble this
time. It was her sexual ways.
As soon as she walked into
Dave’s office, he knew it was going to be a
battle. Lawanda had a defiant smirk on her face
and her body language was looking just as bad.
She had picked the wrong day
to fuck with him. Dave was already in a bad mood
to begin with. It was Monday, and Mondays were
always the worse days for paperwork. Paperwork
gave him the biggest headaches. She’d also done
something else far too inappropriate to ignore.
“Lawanda,” blurted Dave,
“you nearly caused a patient to expire! You have
to be careful not to get the patients aroused
with your sexual behavior in the intensive care
ward!”
Lawanda flashed a wry smile.
She looked at him and said, “I know. But doctor,
I was only taking the patients…temperature.”
Oh, please! How corny can
you get, thought the doctor.
“Taking care of the human
body is a form of art. You cannot go around
jamming your thermometer up everybody’s asshole.”
“The patient took my skirt
and lifted it above my ass. I guess he was trying
to see if I was wearing my panties.”
“Oh, he was taking a
liberty?”
“No, he was taking a risk,”
said Lawanda.
It seemed like Dave was
starting to calm down. She could swear she heard
a little bit of a laugh in his last statement and
his tone seemed to soften.
Then he said, “Did he find
out?”
Lawanda looked over her
shoulder and made eye contact for the first time.
“Find out what?” she asked.
“If you were wearing
panties.”
Lawanda was a slut. She knew
flirting when she saw it. Dave was flirting with
her without a doubt so she answered by grabbing
hold of her skirt and lifting it up.
The doctor gritted his
teeth. He leaned forward towards her tight, black
ass and the sexy, white, laced panties that it
was wrapped in, and then he stood and moved
extremely close behind her.
Lawanda’s heart was pounding
with excitement. She could feel butterflies in
her stomach. Tingles filled her body.
She felt the bulge poking
her rear end, and then Dave’s warm breath as he
said, “Those aren’t regulation panties.”
“I know, but these are the
only clean panties I have with me. I’ve been
pulling a double shift. I’ve been here all night
long, so when the sun came up, I decided to sneak
away to the ladies room in these panties.”
Lawanda handed him the pair
of underwear that she had been wearing when she
went to the restroom to masturbate. Their bodies
were pressed tightly together so all she had to
do was hand them over her shoulder.
The doctor accepted them,
stuffed them into his nose, and took a long hard
sniff. The scent of wet cunt filled his head. He
was now consumed with lust and Lawanda felt his
cock pushing harder into her back even though
Dave hadn’t moved any closer to her. His cock was
getting harder.
He bit the panties and then
spit them out of his mouth. He started kissing
Lawanda’s neck and ears and then grabbed her
face, pulled it around and shoved his tongue deep
in her mouth.
They separated and Dave
started feeling her up. He squeezed her tits like
he was trying to extract liquid from them, then
he slid his hands up and down her body finally
coming to rest on the thin layer of material
separating his hands from her pussy.
“Oh, doctor,” Lawanda
hissed.
He spun her around. He
raised her skirt and grabbed two hands full of
soft, fleshy ass. Still, Lawanda could feel his
cock stiffening some more. But now it was
pressing into her crotch, right where she liked
it.
He grabbed the top of her
head, applied about fifty pounds of pressure, and
Lawanda happily dropped to her knees. He undid
his pants and pulled out a rock-hard dick.
It was beefy with veins
bulging everywhere and it was bobbing and waving
just a couple inches from her face. It was like
the bait tempting the fish. Lawanda took the
bait.
She wet her lips, spread
saliva all over the pulsing cock head, and then
started sliding it into her mouth. She went a
little deeper each time until she had stretched
her mouth to its limits.
There was still about half
his cock left out of her mouth, so she used her
hands to force feed it deeper inside. Repeatedly,
she shoved inches of stiff, white dick as deep as
it could go as she listening to Dave moaning his
approval.
In fact, she was doing such
a good job that he had to stop. He was getting
close to popping in her mouth, which was a good
thing, but not before he had a chance to get in
her pussy.
He helped her to her feet
and then helped her out of her clothes. She had
small tits with really big nipples. Her body was
slender, but she had plenty of curves in all the
right places. Dave was using his hands and mouth
to get familiar with as many of those curves as
he could.
The only thing left on her
body was her sexy panties, which—now that her
uniform was gone—the doctor could see was
actually part of a lingerie set. Everything was
laced and the panties hooked to the stockings
with straps.
The see-through laced shirt
had the bra built into it. They had pulled the
straps off her shoulder so her tits could be out,
but other than that, they didn’t bother taking
anything else off.
The doctor motioned for her
to stand facing the wall. He made her lean over a
bit so he could have better access to her pussy.
He moved her panties out of
the way and started sliding his cock around her
pubic area trying to find the hole. Wow. She was
really soaked down there. This woman was dying
for a dick in her right now.
As soon as his cock touched
her pussy, it slipped right in with very little
resistance. Her juices spilled all over his cock,
leaving it saturated in a bath of heat and
wetness that made his lust for her grow.
He began thrusting into her.
Lawanda was thrusting back. “Oh, yeah, give it to
me,” she said.
After a while, the doctor
pulled out and sat in his chair. He moved away
from the desk so they’d have more room to work
with.
Lawanda sat on his cock
facing away from him. She started bouncing on his
meaty shaft.
Dave noticed immediately
that she was ten times better when she was on
top. She would bounce on him, then grind on him,
and then lean forward with her elbows on her
knees and do a combination of grinding, bouncing,
and dancing that drove him nuts. He had never
seen anything like this from white women. On top
of that, she was giving him the dirty talk and it
was making him want to nail her some more.
As she rode him—and now that
he’d gotten his second wind—he began to mirror
her movements. Later he just started thrusting
lustfully into her. Eventually his thrusts were
coming so hard that they were lifting her off his
lap so she got up.
Dave got up with her. He
reached for the back of her head and guided it so
far down that she almost fell over.
Her legs were spread wide
apart. He had a perfect path to her sweet hole.
He slipped into it and continued pounding her
like the whore she was.
He could feel an orgasm
coming. He needed it badly, but he wanted to pop
on her tits and look her in the eyes as his seed
soiled her body.
He made her lie on the desk.
He took his shirt off. He was back in her hairy
twat seconds later.
The only thing on his mind
was releasing that built up anxiety. He couldn’t
wait to drench her in his fluids.
His hands gripped firmly
around Lawanda’s tits. She was moaning and
screaming and egging him on.
The tingles in his cock
intensified. He felt the burning of hot semen
coming up his shaft. He let out a loud moan.
He pulled his cock out,
grabbed it from the bottom, and started stroking
it frantically.
He pointed it at her tits,
but just like many other men in Lawanda’s sex
life, his aim was horrible. A little landed on
her tits, but the majority landed on her shoulder
blade. Neither of them cared though. They were
satisfied, tired, and spent.
Lawanda used the napkins on
the doctor’s desk to clean up and then she went
to the dressing room. There were at least a half
dozen black nurses having a conversation about
the new white woman with the nice ass and how
she’d make for a good dancer (most of the nurses
made extra money on the side as dancers).
She joined in the
conversation like nothing had happened, but she
couldn’t help but wonder how many of the other
nurses had been fucked by Dave.
They chatted with the white
girl. She seemed to be cool with it, but it was
obvious that she didn’t have much experience
dancing.
The other girls worked with
her, and when they’d gotten her bent over a
toilet shaking her ass, someone else came in.
Lawanda didn’t know who he was, but she’d seen
him around and she knew enough about him to know
that he ranked pretty high around there.
Lawanda was one of the last
people to leave. She looked over her shoulder as
she left out the door.
The white girl was still
shaking her ass over the toilet seat. She was
wearing headphones so she’d have some music to
work with. The radio was up loud so she had no
clue that all the girls were gone and the only
person left was a large black man gawking at her
ass.
Lawanda chuckled and shook
her head. She knew what about to happen. She just
wished she could be a fly on the wall so she
could watch.
