Medicine
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,147
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Medicine
The white nurse’s outfit made Rosemary’s cheeks grow a dark crimson. The transparent fabric clung to Arcadia’s body, accenting every detail hidden beneath. Arcadia was wearing a bra a size too small for her cleavage, and plump breasts spilled over the flimsy material. Rosemary squirmed on the bed. Already she could feel the clenching rhythm of her clitoris beginning, as Arcadia leaned over to pick up a bowl of soup, her naked bottom exposed to Rosemary’s wide eyes.
“You didn’t have to come here,” Rosemary bit out, shifting again as Arcadia walked closer to the bed.
“Nonsense,” the other girl replied, setting the soup down on the nightstand. “You’re sick, and I need to take care of you.” It wasn’t necessary for Arcadia to climb onto the bed, nor was it necessary for her to straddle Rosemary’s stunned form. “Time for your soup!”
The low-cut neck of the outfit revealed naked flesh as Arcadia leaned forward. Rosemary held her breath, watching the breasts bob as Arcadia reached for the soup. She felt dizzy watching her girlfriend, and whether that was a result of a fever or something else, Rosemary couldn’t quite be sure.
“Arcadia, wait.”
The other girl paused, tilting her head so that coils of brown hair caressed her pale neck. Rosemary made a distressed sound in the back of her throat, finally bucking her hips upward to show Arcadia what she wanted.
“Oh,” Arcadia replied, a knowing smile on her lips. She began to undo the zip on the tight uniform top, her breasts surging free of the refinement for Rosemary to reach out and squeeze. “Should I keep the skirt? I thought it was quite sexy.”
Rosemary didn’t give a vocal reply, just nodded, already stripping her pyjamas to mirror Arcadia’s naked state. She pushed Arcadia down and nuzzled her stomach, fingers toying with hardening nipples as Arcadia shuddered beneath her. Fingers brushed the inside of Rosemary’s thighs. The girl absently parted her legs, arching as fingers penetrated her moist opening.
She couldn’t think in her hazy state, mind fuzzy from the illness and humming from the starts of the orgasm. So Rosemary did all she could to pleasure Arcadia, latching onto a hard nipple with her teeth and massaging the other breast while Arcadia moved inside of her. It was delicious, the friction of probing fingers against the pulsing walls of her cavern. Arcadia was beginning to wiggle beneath Rosemary, hips bumping hips as the other girl began to breath harshly.
“You ne-ed. To t-ake. Your med-icine.” Arcadia groped with her free hand for a bottle of pills on the nightstand. Rosemary took the bottle and undid the cap after three tries, come seeping out from between the folds of her clitoris. It wasn’t hard to get beneath Arcadia’s transparent mini-skirt, where her own clitoris was swollen with the ripeness of sex. Rosemary wedged one pill into her girlfriend’s opening, clutched Arcadia’s wildly bucking hips, and lowered her head. She worked her tongue along the wet skin, until the pill nearly disappeared inside Arcadia’s body. Rosemary caught it between her teeth at the last moment, swallowing it with a mouthful of Arcadia’s come as the other girl hit her orgasm. Before Rosemary could even think, Arcadia flipped their positions so Rosemary was on the bottom. Arcadia pressed her feet on either side of Rosemary’s head, so that the girl could still lick at her clitoris, and attended to Rosemary’s own orgasm with her skilled mouth.
She parted the inflamed folds with the tip of her tongue, feeling along the inside of Rosemary’s body. Arcadia lapped up as much pre-come as possible, before pulling away her mouth only to insert fingers back inside. It wasn’t Arcadia’s disposition to be kind during sex. She thrust violently, curling her probing fingers into a fist and stretching Rosemary’s opening to its limits. Arcadia poked and prodded the vulnerable flesh inside her girlfriend, until the walls began to tremble and hot, slick fluid began to erupt from deep inside Rosemary. Without hesitating Arcadia withdrew her fist, latching her mouth back into place like a leech starved of blood.
Rosemary didn’t come quietly, screaming as she spilled into Arcadia’s mouth with a series of short shudders. When Arcadia sat up moments later, licking the come which still dribbled down her chin, Rosemary gave a contented sigh.
“I’m glad you came over.”
“I know,” replied Arcadia, curling up next to Rosemary. “I needed to take care of you.”
“Do you think you can stay the night?”
“Whatever you want.”
“Mmm, good.”
“You didn’t have to come here,” Rosemary bit out, shifting again as Arcadia walked closer to the bed.
“Nonsense,” the other girl replied, setting the soup down on the nightstand. “You’re sick, and I need to take care of you.” It wasn’t necessary for Arcadia to climb onto the bed, nor was it necessary for her to straddle Rosemary’s stunned form. “Time for your soup!”
The low-cut neck of the outfit revealed naked flesh as Arcadia leaned forward. Rosemary held her breath, watching the breasts bob as Arcadia reached for the soup. She felt dizzy watching her girlfriend, and whether that was a result of a fever or something else, Rosemary couldn’t quite be sure.
“Arcadia, wait.”
The other girl paused, tilting her head so that coils of brown hair caressed her pale neck. Rosemary made a distressed sound in the back of her throat, finally bucking her hips upward to show Arcadia what she wanted.
“Oh,” Arcadia replied, a knowing smile on her lips. She began to undo the zip on the tight uniform top, her breasts surging free of the refinement for Rosemary to reach out and squeeze. “Should I keep the skirt? I thought it was quite sexy.”
Rosemary didn’t give a vocal reply, just nodded, already stripping her pyjamas to mirror Arcadia’s naked state. She pushed Arcadia down and nuzzled her stomach, fingers toying with hardening nipples as Arcadia shuddered beneath her. Fingers brushed the inside of Rosemary’s thighs. The girl absently parted her legs, arching as fingers penetrated her moist opening.
She couldn’t think in her hazy state, mind fuzzy from the illness and humming from the starts of the orgasm. So Rosemary did all she could to pleasure Arcadia, latching onto a hard nipple with her teeth and massaging the other breast while Arcadia moved inside of her. It was delicious, the friction of probing fingers against the pulsing walls of her cavern. Arcadia was beginning to wiggle beneath Rosemary, hips bumping hips as the other girl began to breath harshly.
“You ne-ed. To t-ake. Your med-icine.” Arcadia groped with her free hand for a bottle of pills on the nightstand. Rosemary took the bottle and undid the cap after three tries, come seeping out from between the folds of her clitoris. It wasn’t hard to get beneath Arcadia’s transparent mini-skirt, where her own clitoris was swollen with the ripeness of sex. Rosemary wedged one pill into her girlfriend’s opening, clutched Arcadia’s wildly bucking hips, and lowered her head. She worked her tongue along the wet skin, until the pill nearly disappeared inside Arcadia’s body. Rosemary caught it between her teeth at the last moment, swallowing it with a mouthful of Arcadia’s come as the other girl hit her orgasm. Before Rosemary could even think, Arcadia flipped their positions so Rosemary was on the bottom. Arcadia pressed her feet on either side of Rosemary’s head, so that the girl could still lick at her clitoris, and attended to Rosemary’s own orgasm with her skilled mouth.
She parted the inflamed folds with the tip of her tongue, feeling along the inside of Rosemary’s body. Arcadia lapped up as much pre-come as possible, before pulling away her mouth only to insert fingers back inside. It wasn’t Arcadia’s disposition to be kind during sex. She thrust violently, curling her probing fingers into a fist and stretching Rosemary’s opening to its limits. Arcadia poked and prodded the vulnerable flesh inside her girlfriend, until the walls began to tremble and hot, slick fluid began to erupt from deep inside Rosemary. Without hesitating Arcadia withdrew her fist, latching her mouth back into place like a leech starved of blood.
Rosemary didn’t come quietly, screaming as she spilled into Arcadia’s mouth with a series of short shudders. When Arcadia sat up moments later, licking the come which still dribbled down her chin, Rosemary gave a contented sigh.
“I’m glad you came over.”
“I know,” replied Arcadia, curling up next to Rosemary. “I needed to take care of you.”
“Do you think you can stay the night?”
“Whatever you want.”
“Mmm, good.”