Lissie was working the night shift again. This shift was overtime. As would be tomorrow night. She’d volunteered to work it as well. Not her usual nights any longer. These were for the holiday expenses to come. She actually liked working nights. Because it was usually more laid back. Fewer staff & stuffed shirts to deal with.

The down side was that it prevented her from seeing hubby. They worked opposite shifts these nights. He worked days only. Never seeing each other, days on end. For so long as they both worked.

Right now added to her frustration. Coming off her monthly visit from the Red Fairy. She was hornier than usual. A woman in need of a good fuck. It had been a week and a half since they last had sex. She was so desperate that even getting off by riding the seam of the scrubs that ran snug across her crotch tonight sounded fun. The rubbing of her thighs caused constant friction and much stimulation. Only adding to her personal dilemma.

Tonight, her clit throbbed; her pussy pulsed with each step. She’d already had to change the peri pad an hour into the shift. Not from menstrual bleeding mind you. But rather due to the snail trail of discharge. Pussy juice leaking from her lovely, shaved cunt. She kept it clean shaven because that’s the way hubby liked it. She did too. Yet all shift it had been salivating for cock.

Tonight at work was unusually calm. The few patients she had were stable and already tucked in for the night ahead. Which left her and the CNA a lot of time to restock and catch up on loose ends.

Gene was her CNA tonight. He was new to the unit. She knew nothing about him. Fact is the only thing she did know about him is that he was HUGE. He was a giant of a man. Quiet for the most part. With a deep resonant baritone voice. At least 6’4″. Probably weighing over 250 lbs. Giving every bit of the presentation that he lived in a gym. His muscles rippled like liquid steel. Even his muscles had muscles. Or so it seemed to her lust fevered brain. He could physically palm most people’s heads. She wondered to herself what else he might do with them. Then shook it off. Back to work.

None of the other staff ever said anything negative about him. Actually, as she pondered about it. None of the other nurses ever said anything about him period. Good or bad. In the month that he had been with them. Which that fact alone was rather odd she mused. Her colleagues were a talkative lot.

Lissie had seen Gene at the nurses’ station briefly just a few minutes ago. As they talked, she saw the left thigh of his scrubs move subtly. Glancing down she swore under her breath suddenly. She had seen his cockhead swelling. It too was huge!

All while she was trying to collaborate with him about some minor details:

“The patient in room 7 will need turned. Room 8 needs more water. Rooms 5 & 14 need checked on”.

She couldn’t help but continue to stare at it. The head indeed was becoming distinctly outlined as it moved down the front of his left thigh. Distending like a mighty python hunting its prey. Both of her nipples suddenly ached thinking of the power that cock between his legs must hold. It caused her such a rush that she began to stutter at him! He just smirked confidently. Silently. Never moving his stance. Surely, he knew what was happening! She shuddered at the thought.

Ending the conversation quickly she had rushed off to the restroom. Changing her pad once more. There was no menstrual blood. Only an indecent amount of personal lubricant again soaking the pad. And o my gawd did it smell. The smell of her sex permeated the restroom as she exited.

It even seemed to follow her into the supply room. She had gone in there next mostly because Gene was still at the nurses station. She was shaken and intentionally avoiding confrontation with the large man. Looking on as she passed him, he still seemed to have that rather odd smirk about his face. She couldn’t place it. Surely, he had not smelled her scent also! Could he? Again, her cunt spasmed while her engorged clit throbbed.

She bolted into the supply room and stood there. The narrow confines of the crowded room. Tall metal storage racks on either side. Ahead of her was a heavy metal table at the back of the room only a few feet away. There were no windows. She was alone. She took a deep breath to calm herself.

Dammit! Not now! Not again! Her pussy ached for attention once more. Hubby would take care of her needs this weekend she tried to reason. Only a few more days to go. Yet that seemed so far away tonight. Surrendering to the urge finally. She untied her scrub bottoms. Slipping both hands inside. Left hand pulling the thongs aside. The right index and middle fingers found her swollen clitoris button sticking out from under the hood instantly. They pushed into her sopping slit easily as she began rubbing the thumb around the love button with abandon.

Suddenly the door burst open. She froze! From the corner of her eye, she could tell it was Gene. She was caught red handed if she turned around. Not having a clue how to escape the situation innocently. “Uh, I’ll be right out Gene. Gimme a sec. I’m looking for those specialty coudet catheters we ordered last week.” She stammered.

“There you are Ms Lissie. I got everything done you asked. What’s that smell? Are you ok Ms Lissie?” Came the series of comments from his deep booming voice as he drew closer. The deafening silence followed. And grew stronger. She couldn’t answer him. Why couldn’t she think anymore? She was in full on panic mode.

Getting closer, much closer than necessary for a chat. Her personal space had vanished by the time he stopped. Now looming over her shoulder. Looking down her front. He grinned. “Ah, I see what the issue is. Lemme fix dat” He chuckled. Her heart beat like a trip hammer as he nimbly stepped backwards. But only for a moment. Only to get in a better position she soon discovered to her dismay. Her mouth went dry. Intuitively knowing things were about to go South. Literally.

Yet here she was! Frozen to her spot. Still diddling with her pussy two fingers deep. She was ready to cum right in front of him! She was too far gone in what had been her solitary moment of lust. She still hadn’t even removed her fingers! Her cunt was flooded.

Suddenly his big right hand grabbed the back of her head and wadded the hair into a handful with a flick of his wrist. As his right forearm pushed her into the metal table. Bending her over it by sheer force of his weight. He then leaned over and brought all of his formidable weight to bear on her back. Mashing her large beautiful breasts hard against the surface. Kicking her legs roughly until they were wide apart. Then yanking her scrubs down. Including her lace thongs! The cool room air hitting her nether parts broke the shock of it all. Suddenly realizing his intent. Like a woman gone berserk. Her thrashing went wild!

She started to scream: “OooooOOOoooo NO GENE! STOP! STOP! STOP! YOU CAN’T DO THIS! Puh..pu..please you musn’t.”

Her pleas strangely became weaker by the second. They only seemed to fuel her attacker’s lust even more. He quickly shoved a hand towel into her mouth and stifled her cries. She tried to get her arms and hands into a position to fight him off. No use. She was pinned too well in the narrow confines of the supply room. She squirmed. She wiggled. She fought with all she could muster. She was still no match for his brute strength. One of his knees pressed hard against her scrub bottoms. Thus keeping her off balance.

He never said another word. Only the odd grunt or so as he began having his way with her.

His dominant left hand reached down. Between her legs. Soon two of his large fingers were jammed knuckle deep into her pussy. Pumping it furiously. Then a third. The rag muffled the involuntary screams as his fingers raped her. The pain! My gawd how it hurt. Nobody had ever finger fucked her so aggressively her whole life. She had no choice in the matter either. Only her own juices kept her cunt from being ripped apart. She couldn’t really be sure when or how he’d managed to get all four fingers and thumb inside her. But the slow realization came upon her that he had. She could feel it all inside! The pain was blinding. The pressure was exquisite. Tears flowed down her rosy cheeks as snot blew from both nares. She was teetering over that dangerous delicate precipice of her first orgasm when he suddenly stopped. Withdrawing his hand from her gaping cunt. She tried pushing back into him as she moaned in dismay.

She heard the zipper go down next. The ratchety noise of the metal teeth being unmistakable. Still, she fought bravely on. Or rather struggled now. Both arms being still pinned and unmovable. The crush from the massive weight of his forearm continued to prevent her elbows from gaining their freedom. Or, was she simply trying to get herself into a more comfortable position for the fucking she knew that was coming next? She audibly gasped for each breath now. Somehow… she realized she had moved up on her tiptoes during the initial encounter. Actively, yet subconsciously spreading both legs as wide as the scrubs would allow. Given her position. She couldn’t believe how badly her body was betraying her now at this most vulnerable of times.

She felt the bulbous knob first, rather than see it. He was behind her. Stroking it. Pumping his fat cock. It was huge. Being forced to take it made it seem even larger than it really was. The fear of not knowing. This total loss of control. She groaned loudly as he teased her with the blunt tip. Rubbing the tip up and down her sodden slit. Hitting hard upon her clit. She could tell her outer labia were swollen and spread from their own lust. Her moist cunt had a mind of its own now. And she was losing hers.

It was still a really fucking huge cock. From what she’d seen earlier it was easily twice the size of her husband’s. Or any real cock she’d ever taken.

It was for sure way bigger than the sex toys she used at home too. And she had used some big ones.

She had found secretly she needed them more and more. Lissie was becoming a size queen. If she wasn’t being forcibly raped tonight, she may have even enjoyed this.

Raped is exactly what she was getting though. The puffy labia to her pretty pussy parted all too easily as he entered her married white cunt.

She moaned. At a time when she should’ve screamed and continued trying to get away. She moaned again. And again. With every thrust forward of his muscular hips she moaned. The crowned head of his circumcised cock scraped her vaginal walls both ways as he took her. Coming and going. The pain was excruciating. So delicious.

Lissie had never felt so full. Yet he never slowed down for her adjust. Simply plowing into her tightly stretched pussy. Over and over again. Owning her inch by pleasurable, girthy inch.

She started cumming! Against her will to be sure. Yet she was cumming like a freight train barreling down the tracks. Nothing was going to stop this from happening. His mushroom head had found her G spot perfectly. Causing her to quickly have a series of earth shattering orgasms. One right after the other. She lost cunt at five.

Soon she had melted into the table. Drool dripping from her lips as he battered her poor puss. Hair and makeup alike were askew.

At some point during the rape he had moved both hands to grab her by the hips. Using them as handles. Her own hands had somehow soon found themselves gripping the side of the table. Holding on as he used her to sate his own unfinished need for a release.

She found herself now oddly wanting to be that receptacle. Braced by the use of her arms and hands now. She pushed back into every thrust. It had segued from rape to desire. She had lost track of the original violation. Forgiven in the heat of the moment as she became satisfied. Morphing into an incident of mutual carnal lust.

Lissie was fuller than she had ever been! And wanted more. Some deep hidden dam had burst loose. She was now solely focused on her own needs. She wanted one more orgasm before he finished. This one, she would enjoy. This one, she would own. This one, was for her!

He must be close she thought. She needed to get a diddlin’! Right hand dropping between her legs. Fingers searched out her pounded and puffy clit. Pinching it. Pulling on it. Then sliding her index and middle fingers around it. She began rubbing. Slowly at first. Then faster to meet her arousal. Yes indeed, she was becoming very aroused, very quickly.

She could feel the coarse hairs of his egg sized nuts tapping into the back of her hand with each inward thrust. Her soft feminine fingers lightly scraped the bottom of his thick shaft. The red tipped fingernails becoming slick from their combined juices.

Then she felt his cock swell. Somehow it was becoming thicker. This sent her over the edge. Knowing he was cumming too sent her into a mind numbing explosion. She found the “O” she’d sought.

His big thick fuckpole started to twitch and spasm deep inside. The shaft began torquing as it erupted!! She pushed back with all she had left. Never having felt so full. So satisfied. Her whole life. She opened her hand. His coarse hairy nutsac fell into the palm of her hand. Closing her fingers around it smoothly. Her experienced fingers deftly massaged his scrotum as it convulsed. She could feel the cum spurting up the shaft. Erupting from the tip inside her. As it deposited a thick creamy load from this stranger.

The minutes though brief, ticked slowly by after that. Or so it seemed. Neither saying a word. Only the sounds of heavy breathing by both parties involved echoed the small room.

Finally he stepped back. His spent member slid out far more easily than it entered. She could feel his jizz leaking out. Hearing as it splattered the floor beneath them. The weight of it as it landed on her panties and scrub bottoms.

He just stood there motionless. She tried to stand. Turning to face her attacker cum lover. She wanted to be angry and scold him. Both knees buckled. Sliding to the floor. Coming to rest. And face to cock. She now stared at his Hawg. Seeing it for the first time. Her mouth agape in wonder.

The plum head was crowned. Several thick strands of his semen clinging to it from glans. One extended at least six inches down the semi erect shaft. It still arched away from his body.

Submissively. Gratefully. She leaned forward. Tasting him. The flared mushroom head fit nicely into her mouth. Her long pink tongue licked and slurped around her creamy lollipop as she tended to his cleaning. Grabbing it by her right hand at the base and slowly stroking it. Working out anything that might be left in the shaft. She swallowed. She swallowed again. Her spit shining started to drool from the corners of her mouth. She gagged on his cock as she took him deeper and deeper. Never did stop though. She gagged one last time as her nose bumped his pubes. Her left hand massaged his egg sized testicles as she emptied him into her mouth. Then she moved to his nuts. Sucking one and then the other into her mouth as she dutifully cleaned them just as diligently. She rubbed the fleshy member around on her face as she finished his cleaning.

Finally pulling free. Kissing the plum colored bulbous knob on the tip as she flicked her tongue into the piss slit one last time.

Lissie regained her composure. Took a deep breath. And looked up. Gene had stood there the whole time. Mute. Towering. Powerful. Both big muscular arms hanging onto a rack on either side. Totally blocking the exit.

“Thank you” She softly said as their eyes met.

“Lemme know you need anything else taken care of, k?” His voice boomed. Perhaps a bit too loudly for the narrow room. She nodded. He grinned and threw her a wink. Tucked himself away as he turned. Leaving her there on the supply room floor alone. In a puddle to clean up.