So You Want To Be A Nurse By Michele Nylons
Chapter Eight -- Riding The Matron
Matron, Polly, Jean and James watched Michele come down the staircase; She looked resplendent in her red satin evening gown, shoulder-length brunette hair. The split in the side of her dress displayed a lace garter attached to the dark welt of stocking sheathing her shapely thigh; her feet were shod in black patent-leather high heels which click-clacked on the marble staircase. The gold rings on her fingers, the bracelets on her wrist, her drop earrings, and the elegant pendant hanging around her neck shimmered in the dim light. Her makeup was perfect and she looked stunning.
Stunning enough to bring to a halt the debauchery that was taking place on the lounge. Both Matron and Polly were disrobed; Polly clad in a black satin bustiere, black fully-fashioned stockings and black spiked heels and Matron in a red satin full-slip, matching brassiere, panties, taupe stockings and black heels.
Polly was lying prone on the lounge with the Matron straddling her, top to tail. They had been busy nuzzling each other's sopping labia; the gussets of their panties eased aside by manicured, red fingernails. Dr Lovejoy and Inspector Burgess sat in armchairs facing the ladies; they each had a drink in one hand and their cocks in the other, both slowly masturbating to the spectacle of the lesbian show before them.
Matron and Polly returned to their business and Michele sauntered over to the bar and poured herself a drink. Both the Doctor and the Inspector patted the arms of their overstuffed chairs indicating she sit there. She chose to perch her firm buttocks next to Jean Burgess who immediately put down his drink and slid his hand under her dress and began to massage her thighs as he improved his erection. Dr Lovejoy gave a wry smile and turned his gaze back to the two resplendent nurses.
The Inspector tried to guide Michele's hand to his penis but Michele would have none of it; she lit a cigarette and sipped her drink but continued to allow him to play with her legs. She was quiet content to let Jean play with her legs; his fingers lightly caressed her silky stockings and she was becoming a little aroused as she too watched her lover and her nemesis lap at each other's cunts. She butted out her cigarette and slid off the arm of the chair into Jean's lap; he kissed her and she responded passionately as his hands explored her stocking tops and his tongue explored her mouth.
She could feel his now fully erect penis pushing against her buttocks and she adjusted herself so that it fit nicely in the crease. Jean gathered her gown so that he had free access to her soft behind and nestled his cock in her crevice rubbing his glans against her panty-clad rear. Michele squirmed and kissed him harder as she felt his cock leak preseminal fluid, wetting the seat of her panties, and his hands pawed at her thighs.
Dr Lovejoy shifted his gaze between to two women and Michele and Jean and he decided it was time to join the fun. He stood and made his way over to the seat where Jean was dry-humping Michele's buttocks; his hard cock poking out of his trousers. He stood before Michele and she reached out and began to stroke it whilst squirming her buttocks in Jean' lap. She opened her lips and Dr Lovejoy leaned forward and slid his cock into her mouth.
Michele slavered at Dr Lovejoy's penis, running the tip of her tongue along the crown of his glans. Dr Lovejoy sighed and began to ease his cock in and out of Michele's mouth as she clamped her lips down his shaft and began to suckle him. This further aroused Jean Burgess and he slid his cock inside Michele's panties and searched for her anus. The head of his penis found her puckered bud and Michele obligingly lifted her rear to accommodate him and then slowly began to lower herself onto his rampant member, the passage eased by the remnants of James's spend still inside her.
She sighed as she felt Jean's cock slide inside her right up to the hilt, then she began to wriggle her sexy arse so that his cock stimulated her prostate and her silky panties caressed his scrotum. He grabbed her waist and began to slowly fuck her.
James Lovejoy took her face in his hands and began to face-fuck the pretty transvestite as she sucked and licked his shaft and sensitive glans.
Michele was highly aroused, her cock rock hard in her panties. She bounced up and down on Jean's tumescent weapon, holding on to the arms of the chair for support. At the same time she suckled Dr Lovejoy's throbbing cock, clamping her lips on the shaft and using the tip of her tongue on his fraenulum. She could feel his cock begin to pulse as it made ready to ejaculate. At the same time Jean thrust deep inside her, plunging his cock into her up to hilt and lifting her until just the tip of his penis penetrated her sphincter, then slamming her back down into his lap as he fucked her hard and fast.
James unloaded in her mouth; having come in her earlier his load was significantly smaller than previous but it still filled Michele's mouth and she swallowed the proffered nectar as she continued to suck on his pulsating appendage. Jean pulled her down into his lap and ground himself against her buttocks and emptied his seed deep inside her; Michele writhed her buttocks as she milked him of his spend. She could feel the hot load fill her passage as his glans pulsed against her prostrate and his shaft massaged her sphincter; her cock was throbbing and close to climax but she held back; she had other plans.
Both men emptied themselves inside the orifices of the transvestite slut, moaning and groaning in unison as they sated themselves. From across the room came muffled cries of pleasure as Polly gazed at her transvestite lover being used by the two men as Amanda lapped at her sodden cunt, Amanda's tongue licking her sensitive clitty, evoking a massive orgasm. Polly shuddered and writhed under the Matron as her body shook in rapture.
The men pulled their now deflating penises from Michel's mouth and anus and as they did Michele leapt from the chair and strode over to the lounge. She positioned herself behind Amanda Holliday and slid her erect, throbbing cock deep inside the Matron.
"Oh James you naughty boy," Amanda cooed; thinking it was her lover who had just penetrated her.
Michele gripped the Matron's hips and began to violently fuck her; Amanda pushed back against the invading phallus.
"Oh god; fuck me James!" she groaned.
As she shook her head in passion she saw Dr Lovejoy and Inspector Burgess putting away their penises inside their flies and realised it wasn't her beau fucking her.
"Oh my fucking god it's the tranny!" she cried.
Amanda tried to wriggle free of the rock-hard appendage plunging in and out of sopping cunt, but Michele held on and rode her; fucking her doggy-style, jackhammering in and out of her enemy.
Jean and James applauded Michele, goading her on.
"Shag that Matron hard and fast Nurse; give that bitch a good fucking!" James encouraged.
Polly had extricated herself from underneath Amanda and joined the two men as they watched the tall attractive transvestite; her gown hiked up, her stocking-clad leg muscles taut, head thrown back in passion, as she fucked her boss.
"Get off me you freak!" Matron cried.
"Get off me...ohh, ohh," Matron groaned but she couldn't conceal her pleasure.
Michele pushed the plump Matron down on the couch and quickly flipped her over on her back and plunged her cock back inside Matron's slick sheath. Instinctively Matron lifted her legs and wrapped them around Michele's waist.
Michele lowered her face to the Matron's and their lipsticked lips smashed together in desire. Michele fucked her superior; their stocking rubbing together, increasing their pleasure.
"Oh fuck me you bitch! Fuck me you tranny whore!" Amanda cried, capitulating.
Michele ground her groin against Amanda's, ensuring that she stimulated Amanda's clitoris as she ground against her, plunging her rampant cock deep inside Amanda's clinging vagina. The Matron arched her back, lifting her crotch to increase her pleasure as the beautiful trannie fucked her.
Polly, James and Jean watched fascinated as the transvestite whore and the strict Matron bucked and fucked and rutted; groaning and moaning as they approached their peak. Matron drummed her heels against Michele's flanks as she came, rising up to meet Michele's thrusts as Michele exploded deep inside her sodden cunt. The smell of sex filled the room; vaginal juices and semen combined. The two adversaries fucked and kissed and pawed at each other as they both orgasmed.
Finally Michele fell on top of Matron, sated and nearly exhausted. Matron lay underneath her panting; they kissed each other passionately as they recovered from their intense fucking.
"Well I did say that Nurse Michele Nylons intrigued me; and I must say I'm pleasantly surprised," Matron smiled up at Michele.
"In fact that was quite an experience; like having sex with a real woman who has a penis. And she knows how to use it," she pulled Michele's face down to hers and kissed her.
A while later the three ladies were dressed and had fixed their makeup; they are smoking and nattering, occasionally giggling like schoolgirls.
"So who's got the best cock James or jean?" Polly asked Michele.
"Well..." Michele considered her answer.
"Michele!" Amanda Holliday interjected.
The women all laughed,
The men sipped scotch at the end of the bar, smoking cigars, watching the three attractive ladies as they laughed and joked amongst themselves.
"God that trannie is a good fuck," Inspector Jean Burgess commented.
"Yes, but now I want some cunt," Dr James Lovejoy countered.
The two men looked at each other and smiled. They arose and went over to the girls and gathered Polly and Amanda and led them away.
Michele was content to sit at the bar, drinking and smoking while the men fucked the women; her anus was well used and she didn't mind taking a break.
The End
I think this story has run its course
xxx
Michele
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