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Dakota plopped down on the wheellie chair in the middle of the nurses station. He pulled down his mask and took a few deep breaths. Kicking off from the ground he spun and slid across the bullpen and grabbed a clipboard.

“Boring, boring, boring, sprained ankle, get a covid test and an X-ray, then rice rice baby.”

He rubbed his short hair and grabbed the next file. “Dildo in the Ass. Who wants to assist? Pools open on size and color. I have $5 on 10 inch pink.”

Agnes an older Nurse with a weathered face and fake tan said “5 on 12 inch black.”

“4 inch white… um $5” Chimed in a young nurse with wavy blonde hair.

“Any other takers?”

“24 inch inch double ended pink. $20 and I’ll go down on the winner, male or female.” said Cheyenne, a young female doctor with dark black hair and cobalt blue eyes.

The young blonde raised her eyes and looked nervous.

“Don’t worry, I’ll wear a fake mustache, you’ll never know it wasn’t a guy.” Cheyenne said with a wink.

The young blonde followed Dakota into the exam room. There was a brief scream and Dakota came out brandishing a enormous double ended dildo. The blonde was looking queasy.

“How did you know?” The blonde asked.

“The woman with him looked uncomfortable with the lie. Her clothes were neat and his were thrown on. She’s the friend he calls for trouble. He does weird things hoping to get her to see him as something more than a best friend, but he keeps coming across as gay.”

The curtain pulled back and a pretty young, well dressed woman came out with a shocked look on her face. “He took that and he’s not gay?”

Cheyenne smiled, “I told him he had to show real commitment if he wanted to convince you to fuck him.”

“He’s my brother!” The young woman said.

“Kinky.” Dakota let slip.

The old nurse collected the patient and his Sister and led them away to fill out some paperwork.

Cheyenne walked over to the young blonde nurse and looked her in the eyes. “Don’t worry, I won’t make you pay up.” Then she winked and added, “Unless you want to.” Cheyenne leaned in for a kiss and Blondie’s brown eyes met her bright blues. The blonde hesitated and Cheyenne laughed and plopped down in a chair and spun grabbing the next chart.

The rest of the night was an infinite parade of minor injuries, and trivial illnesses that could have waited. The rising sun was visible through the doors of the ER as Dakota and Cheyenne walked out as their replacements clocked in.

“House was right. A monkey with a bottle of Motrin.” Dakota said.

“He was pessimistic. Most of this could have been handled by just making everyone wait until they got bored and left.”

“I doubt that. You saw the line when we got on shift.”

“Fucking daywalkers.” Cheyenne spat.

“Would you like to get a coffee?”

“You want to feed me stimulants after I’ve been up 24 hours? If so then no. If it’s a euphemism for Sex then we can negotiate.”

“I guess we negotiate then. Breakfast on me, missionary with condoms, 8 hours of cuddle sleeping.”

Cheyenne looked at him and then down his body to the begin of the tent forming in his scrubs. “Breakfast on you, Blowjob and 4 hours of you groping me fully clothed in your sleep.”

“Not Sex? I get off and you get nothing?”

She shrugged. “I have reasons.”

Breakfast was bagels to go. When they got to his apartment Cheyenne pulled his pants down and went to work on his cock with gusto.

Dakota had never had such an enthusiastic Blowjob in his life. Cheyenne had his pants down the moment the door closed. Her mouth was wrapped around his dick and she was staring into his eyes as she swallowed his cock. She cupped his Ass and pulled him close. Then she backed off and her lips circled his cock. Her tongue probed the tip as her hands pulled on his bared Ass. She teased the tip with her tongue and then circled it and swallowed it down whole.

Dakota grabbed her head to drive her speed and fuck her face into oblivion but she was aware of his every desire speeding up when he started to flag and then backing off as the moment approached. Finally she grabbed his Ass and pulled him in close and swallowed his cock. Her throat contracted around it as he came and she continued to swallow greedily. He started to grow soft in her mouth and she backed off a bit sucking the last bits of semen from his deflating member.

She pulled up his pants and then kissed him vigorously over his face smearing the cum from her mouth. She pushed him down onto his bed and spooned her Ass against his crotch and forced his hand under her scrub top. Dakota’s last wondered before falling into Orgasm induced slumber was that she had no bra.

Dakota woke up about 4 in the afternoon alone. It was a bit later than he normally woke and he realized he would have to rush if he were to get in his workout before work. He ran into the bathroom and saw written in bright pink lipstick on the mirror, “Bring me coffee!!!”

He stared at the scrawl and wondered hard. He didn’t think she was wearing lipstick last night. Certainly not that garish a color. He touched it and it readily smeared. He looked down at his dick and saw no sign of it. He made a mental note to ask her about it. She was so strange about things, like everything was a test.

His workout didn’t quite clear his mind. He found himself getting an erection thinking of her while he was on the elliptical. He was careful when he moved over to the weight machines to not give a Free show to the other people working out. He got a shot up another guy’s shorts once and he was done risking exhibitionism. After the workout it was straight into the showers, and a cold one at that, hoping that no-one saw his arousal.

Dakota had no idea what to do when walked into the ER 10 minutes late with an iced latte and a coffee with a few extra shots of espresso. Cheyenne looked at him and he cautiously handed over the the iced latte.

She took it from his hand, looked at it and said, “Nice milkshake, where is my coffee?” as she dropped it in the trash.

He handed her the other coffee. She took a long drink. “Red eye, I approve. You have an abscess that should have been drained a week ago in exam 2. You’re late and the day walkers fucked us again, and not in a happy, fun way.”

She walked away to exam room five as he thought just how bad this abscess was gonna be. He was almost knocked down by the smell as he walking in. The abscess was worse that she had suggested. He spent half an hour draining the wound and then irrigating it.

The night went down hill from there. It was worse than the classic full moon rush of madness. The day shift had triaged the patients and only handled the easier ones. Anything that was even vaguely disgusting or distasteful was put off.

Blondie handed Dakota a chart. “Infected phimosis in 4. I’m now officially a lesbian.” Dakota got it as cleaned and demaggoted as he could and then scheduled a followup with a urologist.

By the time midnight rolled around they cleared the backlog that the day shift had left behind. He was standing in the bullpen bent over breathing deeply with his eyes closed, then he smelled it, Hot fresh coffee, and a chocolate chip cookie.

He looked up and saw Cheyenne’s deep blue eyes. “Coffee, cookie, or tits. Pick two.”

“Take the cookie, he said taking a deep pull off the coffee.”

Cheyenne raised her top showing large tits with full dark nipples and enough sag to prove they were real. Dakota reached over and pinched the breast he spent the previous night holding as Cheyenne munched on the chocolate chip cookie.

Blondie came out of an exam room, “No Sex for me, none, absolutely none what so ever.”

Cheyenne asked, “Want in on this?” The young nurse stared at the two doctors with her mouth open.

Cheyenne walked over and stuck the half eaten cookie in Blondie’s mouth and then pulled down her scrub top. She took the chart and headed into the exam room. When she emerged half an hour later she was shaking her head. “I could have sworn the blue waffle was shopped.”

When 6 am rolled around Dakota was leading the night shift including the cleaning staff to a bar that kept unusual hours. “Whiskey” He said sticking a finger in the air and circling it.

“Madre dios.” One of the cleaners said collecting his shot. The all looked at each other, nodded, and swallowed.

Cheyenne said “Tequila.” and circled her finger skyward. The bartender refilled the shots and then Cheyenne “Fucking daywalkers.” and everyone swallowed.

“Whiskey” Dakota said circling his finger. A couple of the regular patrons edged in with the ER crowd and Dakota nodded and the group grew from eight to twelve. “Lice.” he said shuddering as one of the cleaning crew crossed himself and the all drank.

The old grizzled nurse walked to the front and opened her purse pulling out a stack of cash. “Grain.”

The bartender nodded, “This is it.”

She looked slowly everyone in the eye. “We did it. Fuck the daywalkers.” They all took the shot and one of the regular patrons walked over and whisper in her ear. She walked out him and one of the other regular patrons. The two of them might have added up to her age.

Blondie walked to the bartender glassy eyed, “So Co” she slurred. He shook his head.

“What’s wrong with my money?” she said glowering at the bartender. Cheyenne got between them.

“Come with me. We’ll have more fun.” Cheyenne cupped one of Blondie’s breasts and nibbler on her earlobe.

Blondie melted into her arms, “I want some So cooo…”

Cheyenne grabbed one arm and Dakota the other and they carried/dragged her back to Cheyenne’s apartment.

“I want some So Co…” She slurred aggressively. “Then I want to fuck you.” She said looking at Dakota. “And get fucked by you.” turning to Cheyenne.

“Not the other way around?” Cheyenne asked pouring the young nurse a glass a juice.

“No, you’re the guy… You do the fucking. He get’s fucked.” She took a drink of the juice. “Hey this isn’t So Co!”

Cheyenne took the glass and poured a healthy slug of grain alcohol into it and swirled it around.

“I Love So Co.” was the last words Blondie said before she passed out.

The two doctors dragged her to the sofa and laid a blanket over her.

“Leave her naked as a lesson?”

“She might not learn it.”

The two doctors walked back to the bedroom holding the bottle of grain alcohol and were soon naked.

Cheyenne went down on Dakota as he stared at her magnificent nude body and freshly shaved Pussy. He kept drinking as she kept sucking and licking worshiping every inch of his erect penis.

He didn’t cum until she slid a finger in his Ass to massage his prostate and then he came and was out like a light. She spooned her naked Pussy against his deflating cock and pulled the blanked and his hand over her breast.

Dakota woke up in the morning with a fully clothed Blondie lying behind him holding his erect cock and a naked Cheyenne in front of him his hand holding her breast. He slid his hand down towards her bare Pussy wondering if he could arrange her arousal and perhaps a wake up fuck.

The moment his hand touched her labia she was awake and off to the Shower. Blondie was starting to stroke him in earnest although she was half asleep. The way she was pressing against him almost felt like a reach around. She was nibbling on his ear and telling him to cum for mommy.

He was shocked as he ejaculated and she murmured “that’s a good boy as he grew soft in her hands.

Dakota waited until the Shower stopped and Blondie stopped moving to get up. He slid out of the bed and put a pillow into his place that she immediately started to molest.

His Shower was perfunctory and soon he was standing in the kitchen and looking at Cheyenne. The two of them were slowly sipping on black coffee. He started to speak and then stopped. She continued to drink.

Finally he spoke “It’s not that I don’t appreciate the blowjobs. They are great. Perhaps the best ever. It’s just…”

“You want more. Until you saw me naked you thought if there was a dick down there. Now you are wondering why no lick, schlick, or fick?”

He nodded.

“Vaginismus.”

“It cannot be that bad.”

“I’ve broken fingers.”

Dakota nodded and stared.

“If you get back into bed I’m sure she’ll fuck you.

“She already gave me a handy”

“Go back, I want to get the actual fucking on tape.”

Dakota returned to bed and sure enough once Blondie woke she was riding him like Secretariat. He was looking around the room for hidden cameras and thought what it it would be like to fuck Cheyenne.

During the dinner break he decided to question Cheyenne further. “No one? Absolutely nobody?”

Cheyenne nodded. “I have never know a man in the biblical sense. I haven’t ever had penetrative contact with a toy, tongue, finger or even a hygiene product.”

Dakota starred at her.

Blondie chirped “Seventeen.” Dakota looked at her and she amended “twenty two. I’ve been with twenty two different people.” Sliding into the conversation.

The old nurse spoke up “Twelve who asked. Another thirty who didn’t complain.”

“Didn’t complain?” Dakota, the sole male asked.

“There may have been drugs and or alcohol involved.”

“Was one of the drugs pentabarbitol?”

She smiled and shrugged. Blondie looked shocked. “That’s rape!”

“It was a different time.”

Cheyenne and Dakota laughed. “She’s pulling your chain. It’s not like someone unconscious is just going to have a boner when you want it.” He said

“Besides. There are the logistics. Fuck him with the catheter in? That sounds uncomfortable all around. Take it out and put a new one in? How do you explain that on the chart. Then it’s a single bed, what do you do about the various tubes and wires. If you get the heart rate up, then alarms go off and you’re busted. Knock off a sensor, busted. Someone else comes around, busted. There is no way to do this without being completely uncomfortable and getting caught.” Cheyenne followed up.

“You have put far too much thought into this.” Blondie said.

Cheyenne shrugged, started to say something and then stopped.

Dakota and Cheyenne walked out arm in arm. “Have you really never had Sex?”

“Nope. My one and only attempt at anything close my high school sweetheart ended up with a broken finger.

“You’re making shit up just like Agnes and the drugged patients.”

“Actually she knocked off a pulse ox sensor and I was the first one there.”

“What?”

“I think her number might actually be low and I am pretty sure her kids came from patients.”

Dakota stared at her. “Would you have Sex with a comatose patient?”

“No the vaginismus. Not only would there be a chance of getting caught, if I clenched and captured his dick there is no way I would avoid jail.”

They walked a bit and she asked, “Would you fuck a comatose patient.”

“I believe consent is a good thing.”

“If you knew he or she wouldn’t mind?”

Dakota looked into her cobalt blue eyes and kissed her on her lips and swept her hair back. His hand caressed her cheek and then moved down to her neck, his thumb wrapping around her throat. His tongue probed her mouth as his hand tightened. It was between a lovers caress and a murder’s choke. Their eyes were locked as his tongue fucked her mouth.

Dakota let go and resumed walking.

“I have pentobarbital at home.” Cheyenne said.

“Okay.”

Dakota was in the living room stroking his cock to hardness. He got out a condom and rolled it on. He would have ten or fifteen minutes until she woke up and then possibly clenched.

From the bedroom came Cheyenne’s voice, “I consent to have vaginal Sex with Dakota while he is wearing a condom and I am unconscious.” There was a light thump.

Dakota walked in and saw her lying in the bed with a syringe sticking into her thigh. He pulled it out and laid it on the nightstand next to a large bottle of lube. His hand went to her wrist and quickly found her pulse.

Once the mischief was managed he set to work. He lightly sucked on her nipple bringing it to hardness as his hands grabbed the tube of lube. He lubed a finger and started to massage her Vagina while he smeared lube over his erect cock. She was tight, quite possibly the tightest had ever felt.

Dakota’s finger was starting to work in and out as she loosened. He moved into position and started to slide his hard dick in. He fidgeted the tip with his hand a bit and then eventually grabbed her hips to lift and shift a bit.

He sighed. It was so much easier with an awake and responsive partner. He lifted her limp legs and rested them against his shoulders. He started to fuck her in earnest when her leg slipped and his dick fell out.

He looked down at her waiting cunt and considered licking it to get it more ready. He loved the taste of Pussy. He loved the heat on his tongue, the feel of labia between his lips. He stuck his tongue out and started to bend over and remember what exactly she had consented to.

Dakota rolled her over onto her front and wondered how much time he had until she started to wake up. He saw her asshole which looked like it had seen some milage. He shook his head slightly, knowing it was out of the bounds. He lined up his dick and started to fuck her hard. He came in the condom and then pulled out. He checked Cheyenne’s pulse and breathing again and then rolled her onto her left side placing her in the rescue position where breathing was easiest.

He took off the condom and saw that it was covered in blood. She might have actually been a virgin. He laid the condom on a couple of tissues and went to take a Shower. After the Shower he checked her pulse and breathing again and went to make coffee. As the pot was finishing a naked Cheyenne entered the kitchen and grabbed a mug. Her eyes were half closed as she poured the coffee into the mug and added the contents of the condom.

She swallowed a sip and turned to Dakota. “Thank you… for making coffee.” She sat on a stool as he poured himself a cup.

“How are you feeling?”

“Good, sore, a little Horny.” She said rubbing her bald Pussy. “Thanks for using the lube.”

Dakota nodded. “I haven’t been in anything so tight since I fucked a coke bottle as a kid.”

Cheyenne laughed. “It’s usually the girls doing the coke bottle.”

“I was young and still growing.”

Cheyenne doubled over in laughter her tits flopping delightfully down. “Was it good?”

“Terrible actually. I never realized how much you women help us men fuck you. Plus there is tight and then there is too tight.”

“I’m gonna watch the tape. If you want to join me you’ll have to get naked.”

Dakota stripped and joined her on he sofa. The each held a mug of coffee and Cheyenne pulled a blanket over the two of them and fidgeted with the remote and a view of her bedroom popped up. She rewound it to the point where she was injecting the sedative and then hit play reaching over to stroke Dakota’s cock.

As she took a sip of her coffee laced with his cum he reached under the blanket for her Pussy.

“Stop it.” She said. “If you touch me I clench. If I clench it hurts. Enjoy watching this with me or leave.”

Dakota took a drink of his coffee and rested his other arm on the back of the sofa. Cheyenne kept stroking his rapidly hardening dick as he watched himself fuck her limp body on the TV.

At the point in the video where he was considering going down on her he asked, “Would you like cunnilingus while watching?”

She gripped and twisted his member, “You had better not have fucking gone down on me. I swear by the Virgin Mary’s untouched clit that I will rip your fucking cock off and shove it up your Ass.”

He gulped glad that he had staying in bounds. He was getting close to Cumming again when the video reached the point of him leaving.

“You were such a good boy, not kissing my kitty or going for my Ass. You can have a treat.” She said sliding under the blanket an taking his erect dick in her mouth.

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