“Ju-Just…what kind of therapy is this, Nurse Zenka?” he asked haltingly.
“I’m working on a theory, Mr. Carruthers. I postulate that even the most depressed man in the world can be brought out of his funk with a little cock worship,” she said in a businesslike manner.
As the man got harder in her hand, she shifted to a tugging, jerking motion. “Well, something on you appears to be working just fine.”
“I-I guess so.”
“Mr. Carruthers, how often have you been masturbating lately?”
“I think it’s been a couple of weeks now,” he said, his breath getting more rapid.
“Tsk, tsk. A healthy male really shouldn’t wait that long between orgasms. Your testicles keep producing sperm at the same rate. They want to be released,” she said, scolding him.
“Yes, Nurse Zenka.”
He was now fully erect. Zenka noticed a drop of pre-cum forming at the tip of his penis. She jerked him harder and faster. “If a person doesn’t maintain healthy sexual activity, even with himself, he’s liable to get depressed. Do you understand what I’m saying, Mr. Carruthers?”
“That’s good,” Zenka said. “Just a moment, please. It’s warm in here.” She stopped jerking him momentarily to stand up and remove her top. Her bare, sweaty torso glistened in the fluorescent light of the observation room. Her hand returned to his erection as she got on the bed and straddled him. She brought her body down to his and rubbed his cock around her nipples and then her midriff. “In the future, I want you masturbating at least three times a week, Mr. Carruthers.”
“I don’t want to hear it,” she said sternly. “You can always make time for cumming.” She gave his cock a particular tight squeeze.
“Yes, Nurse Zenka,” he said, flinching with sensation.
She pulled at him faster. His entire body was heaving up in down in a rhythmic motion. “I’ll have you know that I had to come in on my day off because of you. What do you have to say for yourself, Mister?”
“And I was in the middle of something important. Very important,” she said. While still atop him, she pulled her scrub bottoms down to her knees.
“I-I didn’t mean for it to happen…” he said, now clearly distracted. He was now actively moving his cock in perfect time with her hand.
“I don’t want to hear it,” she retorted as she moved her other hand down to her moistening pussy. She placed a finger on her swollen clit. “I was…very busy.”
“I didn’t mean to inconvenience you,” he said.
“Well, you did and I’m still pretty livid about it.”
He tried to speak, but his head just rocked back in ecstasy instead. Zenka slipped a finger inside herself and continued to rub her clit with her thumb.
“Mr. Carruthers, you seem to be responding nicely to treatment,” she said, as her voice took on an urgent tone. She was breathing more heavily.
His face gave a look of agonized bliss. Zenka removed her finger from her pussy and slathered her wetness on his raging cock.
“Proper lubrication is very import. I hope you’re getting all this, because I am not a lady who likes to repeat herself,” she said. She slipped her finger back inside her pussy.
“I’m doing my best,” he said softly.
“You’re best isn’t good enough! I need you to try harder at this than anything else in your life!” she demanded. Zenka was now getting very wet.
Zenka was starting to twitch uncontrollably. She pumped her finger in and out of herself at a quickening pace. “I can’t…have you…falling to pieces at every…little…setback.”
The man’s body flinched involuntarily.
Zenka spoke commandingly in between moan. She slipped a second finger inside and banged away at her pussy like a piston. Her thumb continued rubbing her engorged clitoris. “Mr. Carruthers…you must listen carefully. I am going to need…your total concentration. I am going to need…for you to climax…right now. We here…at Mercy General…have a policy. The patient…always…cums first!”
“Ma’am!” the man cried!
His body bucked and heaved violently as his cock erupted. The first stream hit Zenka in on her bouncing breasts. The second volley landed on her cheek and hair. Wave after wave of hot cum gushed forth and Zenka was soon covered in it.
The man eye’s were focused intently on her. A look of sheer surprise cast over his face. “Nurse Zenka…I can see!”
“That’s all…I needed to hear.” Her body quaked as she was overcome by a massive orgasm. Every nerve in her body was on fire. Her toes curled and uncurled involuntarily. She bit her lip to stifle the moaning, but she couldn’t remain silent. Finally, she collapsed on top of the man in a heap.