Nurse Rose Part 02
Part 2 of 6.
Nurse Rose had tied me to her table, smothering me with some cream, and taking her pleasure.
Now we returned to the walk-in shower.
She turned the water on, toggled some controls and the water now shot out of the side.
She removed my blindfold, and I saw us for the first time in awhile.
The cream she had covered me was a surprising red colour. Most of the cream on me was on my back, but it covered her from neck down to thighs. I was entranced; the warm water loosened the bulk of the cream, dissolving it. It was water-based, so most of it just disappeared down the drain.
She guided me into a corner of the shower. The shower heads were to my right, and I was against two walls of tile. "Grab the handles here", she pointed to two shower handles suctioned to the walls. I still wore the leather cuffs, and so it was a simple task to use the carbiner that was still attached to the cuffs to restrain my movements again. My mind did cart-wheels of anticipation. I wanted to touch her. Would I be allowed to?
First she just pressed herself against my chest.
Some cream that had not yet left her cleavage spread across my chest.
I imagined the squish sound that I think it did make, but which was inaudible from the sound of the spray.
Nurse Rose was tallish, and it was no problem for her to kiss me.
I hadn't known how badly I wanted that until it happened. I closed my eyes to kiss her back, focusing only on her lips, and not on the creamy nipples I could feel against me, or how her hands held my hips.
I certainly did not think about how the cream still on my cock was pressing against her skin.
Abruptly, the kiss was over, and as I opened my eyes, I saw her grab a bottle of body soap from the rack.
A large squirt went on each side of my chest. Then she turned around, squeezing some soap over her shoulder onto her back.
It also oozed gently down her.
I watched as the soap did something I was not allowed to: it found her ass, caressing it's many firm curves.
I caught my breath as I watched, and so I was unprepared when she pressed her ass firmly against me.
My cock slid into her ass cleavage, and I gasped from the pleasure.
It was what I had unconsciously hoped for many minutes!
Up and down she moved, making sure no part of my package was short-changed of the lovely soap. I was throughly lathered up. Very little spray made to where I was. Nothing to wash away this wash! Nurse Rose turned around to face me again. I was briefly sad when her skin left mine, and then elated again as she pressed against me again.
"I like to use my patients as a living loofa", she murmurred. "It's the best way to get clean" "Except that it causes such naughty thoughts!", she admitted.
She reached over to my left arm, unhooking me from the handle. She turned halfway to my right, essentially curling herself into the embrace of my still extended right arm. My freed left hand, she placed my hand on her labia. "Yes, such naughty thoughts", she moaned. I briefly wondered if the naughty thoughts were mine or hers. Who cares? I parted her labia and found her clitoris, and I stroked it gently. She writhed slightly in my arms, which caused my hand to find bits of soap elsewhere, herding those bits of soap to more productive uses, clean her completely of all remaining cream.
"Yes, that's a good patient!", she praised me. "The doctor anticipated that you'd be good"
She then kissed me again, wrapping a hand around my head to pull my lips firmly against hers.
Her tongue pressed into my welcoming mouth, and I tried to hold her more tightly against me.
My fingers never stopped stroking her button, and I felt her engorge a bit!
Her nipples brushed against mine, and I found that exhilirating!
"Faster!", she whispered between kisses.
I was very pleased to comply, also trying different patterns, trying to pay attention to her responses.
It was hard. I mean, yeah, I was very hard, but I mean it was difficult to pick up all her responses, in the midst of the pleasure she was giving me. I yearned even more to ejaculate.
I closed my eyes. I tried to remember the last time I had cum in a shower.
"No!", she said suddenly mid-kiss. "Pay attention to me only!", she scolded. "My pleasure is your only concern!"
I opened my eyes, and she smiled very warmly, adding: "I shall intergogate your fantasies later!"
She kissed me hard again, then stepped back, unhooking my right arm.
It was a mid-play strategic substitution, replacing my fatigued left hand with the fresh right hand.
I was definitely fresh.
My left hand found her left breast as she again backed her phenomenal ass against me.
My right hand fingers found their bearing, and began stroking in a fast and steady rhythm.
I felt her nipple petrify. I tried to reach across her chest to check out the state of the other nipple.
It was halfway across that I heard her give out a quiet, but very long moan.
My left arm wrapped her, and she let me support her as the bliss made her forget she had legs.
Wow, I thought.
We stayed that way for a few moments.
She found her feet again, stepped away from me.
I was very sad as the wet warmth that had wrapping my shaft detached.
I stared at her beauty for a brief moment, in awe.
She dragged me into the water spray.
She was now completely clean, and left the shower, leaving me in the spray for a few more minutes.
I figured that was it. I would be sent home now. I wondered what she would report to the Doctor. How did the Doctor know me so well, I also wondered.
I was therefor surprised when she handed me a towel, and then: the blindfold. "Come on, our first session is not over!"