Chapter 2: Lana Gets a Turn
Cliff lay on his bed watching the cartoon channel. He had gotten bored with the others, at least the cartoons made him smile. Tomorrow morning his parents would come by and he would be leaving the hospital. This time for good. His ankle was on the improve, even if it was still encased in plaster.
In an hour the cartoons would finish, so would visiting time. The buzz of activity that penetrated the walls of his private room would die away. Then it would be dinnertime, the nurse would come and do her usual tests (it seemed they continued right up to the minute you were wheeled out the door). After that he would be left alone to watch TV and fall asleep.
But Cliff was daydreaming as he watched the cartoon characters zipping across the screen. He was dreaming of the night before, the visits from his special night nurse Tabby. And then there was her promise of a visit from her friend Lana tonight. Cliff still couldn't believe it. He was still thinking of that dark haired beauty that had stood before him last night and the sensuous experience they had shared. What would Lana be like?
As his mind drifted he didn't notice the door to his room open and a dark figure dart in. Then he heard the clack clack of high heels on his floor. His eyes glanced toward the sound. There she stood; the object of his dreaming, Tabby.
This time she wasn't dressed in her crisp white nurses uniform. A black gabardine raincoat, tied at the waist, covered her slim body. A pair of thigh-high black boots protruded from under the coat. Somehow her hair seemed to shine more than the night before. But the scent was the same.
"Hi," Cliff said.
"Hi," Tabby responded. "I hope you don't mind me calling by."
"No, no, I sure don't," Cliff reassured her quickly. "I'm surprised you wanted to visit on your day off though."
"Well, it's like this Cliff, I couldn't bare to let Lana have all the fun. Especially with someone as good as you." She flashed him one of those irresistible sexy smiles. "Somehow I just had to have you to my self once more. I hope you don't mind."
"Um…no, no," Cliff stammered. He had never had a girl come on to him so strongly. "I'm flattered," he added.
"Don't be," Tabby smiled. She moved closer to the bed, her hand stretching out to rub along his body concealed under the sheet. It reached his chest as she got to the edge of the bed. Slowly she bent her head to meet his in a long passionate kiss. Their tongues intertwined as their lips lingered together. Her deep red lipstick sticking to his lips.
Cliff reached up to touch her soft hair, then her soft cheek. Tabby let him as she kissed him deeply. Her own hand disappeared into the top of the sheet, sliding down over his belly. His cock had responded to her earlier touch and was rock hard under the covers. At first her hand bumped the big thick pole, still confined under the hospital gown, then she gripped it through the ugly green gown. Slowly she slid her hand up and down, letting the thin cotton material slip over the hard cock.
He moaned as they broke away from the kiss.
"Do you like?" Tabby asked. His only reply was in the form of another moan and a blissful smile. She continued to stroke him like this for a few more strokes then she stood up. His eyes opened and he smiled at her, knowing she wasn't finished yet.
She stepped back from the bed and undid the tie of the raincoat. It fell open revealing the brunette standing there in the sexiest lingerie that Cliff had ever seen. A pure black lace bra covered her beautiful breasts, a black lace thong covered her pubic area with a filmy triangle of material and a matching black suspender belt held up her sheer black stockings that disappeared into the top of her thigh boots.
"I'm not going to be your nurse tonight," Tabby said in a sultry, husky whisper, letting the coat drop to the floor. "Tonight I'm going to be your slut."
Cliff gulped. The woman standing before him looked like a goddess. The sight was almost making him shoot his load there and then. He tried to speak but his throat had gone dry.
"I want to feel your big cock in me," she was still talking in that husky voice, her head inches from his as she bent over him. "Making me cum, making my hot pussy wet."
"Oh, Tabby," Cliff finally said.
With a finger held to her lips to silence him Tabby started to pull back the sheet. Again Cliff raised a hand to the gentle face staring down at him. They kissed again as Tabby slipped the sheet off the bed. Once more her hand was wrapped around the young man's cock, tugging it gently. His other hand found her breast and caressed it gently through the lace bra. Feeling her nipple react as the lacy material stretched across it, Tabby moaned a little.
"Why don't you take that gown off and have a taste of sweetness," Tabby whispered as they broke the kiss. Once more she stood as the teenager pulled the hospital gown over his head and tossed to one side. His cock stood up, red, pulsing in the night.
Tabby moved up to the bed again. This time she was standing near the centre of the bed, turned toward his rigid cock. Her hand reached out to the purple head, gently rubbing across it. She glanced back to Cliff, smiling, licking her red lips. Then without a thought she hoisted her body onto the bed, facing Cliff's foot encased in its cast.
This left Cliff staring at the most perfect butt he had ever seen framed by two shapely legs in black stockings and thigh high boots. He let his fingers caress the long slim shiny black spike heel of one of the boots. Then the hand moved to the soft thighs, slowly moving to the little lace triangle that covered his prize.
Meanwhile Tabby was watching his cock ease through her hands as she tugged up and down the shaft. The soft tissue of the bulging head squeezed through her slender fingers, a small dribble of pre-cum oozing from the tip.
At the sight of the pre-cum the brunette flicked her hair back, away from her face. Once more she licked her lips, making them glisten. Her red nails circled the base of the hard cock as her tongue swept around the head, avoiding the dribble of pre-cum, before circling up and across the slit lifting the sticky dribble from his cock.
Cliff moaned softly as her mouth closed over the head. Gently, slowly her moist lips slipped down the shaft, licking it as she started to suck. She let it slide up and down through her lips, sucking it harder and harder. Soon her head was bobbing up and down, the long black hair falling back across her cheek.
She was straddling his body, her butt inches from his face. Slowly his hand reached the crotch of those tiny lace panties. His first touch was to pass across the lacy material gently, barely touching her body. The black lace was slightly damp, slightly sticky with her juice. He moved his face closer, kissing her thigh, letting his tongue linger against her soft skin.
