Nursing David (The Morning After)

NURSING DAVID
(THE MORNING AFTER)
After the fun of the previous evening we all slept late the next morning. When we eventually got up, Hazel had to make her daily visit to her see her mother and David said he wanted us go into town, he said he wanted to buy Hazel a present as a thank you for last night. When we got back, Hazel was relaxing, watching TV. We both gave her a peck on the cheek then said we had a present for her but needed to fix it up. As we left the lounge I could see that Hazel had guessed we were up to something but she didn't say anything. She was still watching TV when we returned to the lounge. As we walked in Hazel turned towards us and burst out laughing. David had bought two long white coats, the sort that decorators wear and two toy stethoscopes which were hanging round our necks. What made us look even funnier was our bare legs, it was obvious we hadn't got anything on under the coats. We had to fight hard to keep the serious expression on our faces. As walked over the the couch and stood there looking down at Hazel, shaking there heads, Hazel was laughing so hard, the tears were streaming down her face.
?This is worse than we thought, Doctor Jenkins,? I said as I sucked in a deep breath and shook my head. ?It looks like a serious case of hysteria, the worst I've ever seen in fact.? David nodded gravely. ?Yes I agree, what treatment do you suggest?? He reached out and placed his hand on Hazel's forehead. ?She seems to be running a temperature, I think we should take her temperature. Do you have your thermometer with you or would you like me to do it.? ?I have mine with me but you go ahead, if you need a second opinion I will be glad to oblige.?
David unbuttoned the front of his white coat and his seven inch 'thermometer' popped out. ?Would you open your mouth please Hazel?? he said in his best bedside manner. Hazel grinned at him and did as he asked. He stepped forward and slipped his 'thermometer' into her mouth. ?Oh yes, Doctor Russell,? he said, ?her temperature is very high, she's really hot. I think you should see for yourself.? Smiling, I stepped forward and opened my own coat, uncovering my own 'thermometer'. ?Hazel opened her mouth again and I slid it in. ?This is definitely more serious than we thought. I think a full examination is called for. I think we should retire to the examination room.? I took Hazel's hand. ?Would you follow me please, Mrs. Russell,? I said as I led her down the hallway and into the bedroom, followed closely by David. When all three of us were through the door, I closed it behind me. Hazel stood waiting for our next move.
?Could you take your skirt and blouse of please Mrs. Russell,? I said. Hazel smiled and unbuttoned her blouse slowly teasing us as she did, obviously enjoying this as much as David and I were. Hazel always wore sexy undies whenever David visited, because she never knew when they would be uncovered and today was no exception. She had chosen a powder blue lace bra and pantie set and she let her blouse slip off her shoulders, then lowered the zip on her skirt and let that fall around her feet and stepped out of it. She now stood there in the lacy outfit and it was having an effect on her 'doctor's' 'thermometers'. ?Lay on the bed please, Mrs. Russell,? I instructed, trying hard not to laugh. Again Hazel did as she was requested and lay back, her head on the pillow. I stepped forward and placed my hand on her lace covered breast. ?Her heart rate is rather high, doctor,? I said, sounding concerned, ?would you check the other side please.? David walked round to the opposite side of the bed and put his hand on her other breast. ?It does seem rather high,? he said but I think the bra may distorting the diagnosis. It would be better with it off, don't you agree.? I nodded. ?Would you remove it please Mrs. Russell.? Hazel smiled again and reached behind her back and unclipped the bra and pushed the straps down her arms. I stood there shaking my head. ?That doesn't look good at all Doctor,? I said, solemnly, ?she has two nasty, inflamed swellings on her breasts. David reached over and took Hazel's one of Hazel's nipples between his thumb and forefinger. ?Does that hurt, Mrs. Russell?? he asked as he pinched it gently. Hazel just gave a low moan. ?I'm not really sure about this,? he said, also struggling to keep a straight face, ?could you see what you think.? I took the other nipple and pinched that one. Now Hazel's moans grew even louder as her two 'doctors' examined her breasts. ?I think we need to listen more closely to her chest,? I said as I sat on the bed beside her and put my stethoscope to my ears and placed the round pad over her nipple. ?Could you do the same with your side please, doctor.? David placed the pad of his stethoscope on the vacant nipple. I winked at David and if we hadn't each had a hand on her shoulders, Hazel would have gone through the ceiling. We both slid a hand into our pocket and, for the briefest of moments, Hazel felt a jolt run through her nipples. She looked from me to David then back at me again, but our expressions were just ones of mock concern. ?I'm not happy with that reaction, doctor,? I said, ?she didn't seem to react.? This time when the jolt ran through Hazel's nipples, her back arched up off the bed and she saw me smiling at David. ?You pair of bastards,? she laughed, and I knew she'd realised what we'd done.
Several months earlier I'd suffered with a bad back and I'd bought a 'Tems Machine', a device designed to deliver small electric pulses to the muscles. I'd managed to connect it into the stethoscopes and this was what was causing the jolts. We kept up the electro therapy treatment for around five minutes, varying the length, frequency and power of the pulses until Hazel was on the verge of an orgasm. Then we stopped. We both knew her well enough to recognise the signs.
We waited till her body had relaxed and her near orgasm faded. ?There's definitely something wrong here doctor,? I said, ?I think this calls for a full internal examination. Would you like to do the honours, or shall I?? David walked to the bottom of the bed. ?Would you open your legs please, Mrs. Russell,? he asked. Hazel parted her legs and lay there waiting for her examination. David placed a hand on each thigh and lowered his head. ?I think you had better come and see this for yourself doctor,? lifting and shaking his head. I joined him at the foot of the bed and we both stood staring between my wife's open thighs. ?This is strange,? I said, ?I've never seen this reaction before, she seems to have had a discharge.? Hazel certainly had had a discharge. Her near orgasm during the treatment to her breasts had soaked her panties.
?I think this calls for a closer inspection,? David said as he took hold of the waistband of Hazel's panties. ?Could you lift you hips please Mrs. Russell.? Hazel did as he asked and he pulled her panties down her legs and off over her feet. David put the panties to his nose and breathed deeply. ?Ahhh,? he said, ?I think I know the problem doctor. Mrs. Russell is suffering from acute penile deprivation. I've come across this before, it's quite common in ladies of her age. She needs immediate treatment but I would value a second opinion.? ?Oh yes,? I said, as I lowered my head between Hazel's thighs, ?her labia major are extremely swollen and unless I'm very much mistaken I think you'll find her labia minor are in much the same condition.
Hazel smiled at the medical terms we were using for her private parts but she stopped smiling and gasped as I parted her outer pussy lips and exposed the pinkness of her inner lips. ?Yes I thought so,? I said, ?they are extremely enlarged. I think you'll find that her clitoris is also in a state of arousal. Hazel gasped again as I parted her inner lips and her clit was exposed. ?If you look closely doctor you'll see that the clitoral hood is barely able to contain her clitoris.? David leaned closer and Hazel could feel his warm breath on her clit. ?Yes, doctor, I see what you mean, he said, sounding concerned. ?Have you read the article in The Lancet, by that American sex therapist. He has a completely revolutionary method of gauging the height of a woman's needs.? I shook my head. ?No I can't say that I have. What does it entail?? I asked, smiling down at Hazel. ?Well I think it would be easier if I demonstrated his technique, it will be simpler than trying to explain it.?
I could see an expression of expectation on Hazel's face as David lowered his head towards her pussy again and she squealed as his lips made contact with her clit and his tongue circled it. He kept this up for about thirty seconds and I could see that Hazel was close to coming. But David stopped just before she did. He raised his head. ?He reckons that the lips and tongue are the most sensitive way of measuring the temperature of a woman's clitoris and this gives the height of her sexual need. I must say I agree with his research and if the heat that Mrs. Russell's clitoris is anything to go by she is in urgent need of treatment. I think an injection is called for. He also advises keeping a constant check on her overall body temperature while the treatment is being administered.? I stood there and stroked my chin. ?Well as you seem more informed as to his research, I suggest you carry out the treatment and I'll monitor her temperature.? I moved back up the bed and positioned myself beside Hazel's head and Hazel opened her mouth to accept my 'thermometer'. But I kept it just out of reach. ?When you're ready doctor,? I said.
David climbed onto the bed and knelt between Hazel's thighs. ?Right,? he said to get the best effect, we have to raise the expectation level. I will tell you when to start monitoring her temperature.? Hazel craned her neck to reach my 'thermometer but I moved back slightly keeping it about an inch from her lips. ?I'll be starting the treatment soon,? David said, ?so be ready.? Hazel took a sharp intake of breath as she felt David's knob brush against her outer lips but he didn't enter her. Instead he used his fingers to part them and repeated the treatment on her inner lips. ?This is amazing, doctor,? he said, ?her clitoral hood has retreated fully now and her clitoris is completely exposed.
Hazel opened her mouth to scream as he ran his knob over it. ?Now doctor, begin monitoring now.? I moved my 'thermometer' forward and slid it into Hazel's mouth. Hazel eagerly wrapped her lips round it as David moved forward and entered her. He moved slowly at first, sliding deeper into her. ?Her vulva is extremely engorged and her vaginal entrance is extremely tight, and the muscles are in constant spasm doctor. How's her temperature?? I was having trouble breathing never mind giving a running commentary, as Hazel's lips slid up and down my shaft, but I managed to keep up the charade. ?It's hot in here doctor, very hot.? ?I think she needs a little more stimulation Doctor Russell. I think I'll try to locate her G-spot.? David pulled out until just his knob was nestled in Hazel's outer lips, then slid a finger into her, before sliding back into her and Hazel screamed around my cock as David found the corrugations of her G-spot.
?Ah, that's it,? he said, ?I think we're ready to proceed.? He began sliding in and out of her with a steady rhythm at the same time as massaging her G-spot. The combination of his finger pressed against the upper edge of her pussy and his thick cock sliding in and out her pussy soon had Hazel on the edge again. This time David didn't stop but increased his speed, driving hard and fast into. ?I think it's working doctor, her vaginal juices are starting to flow and I can definitely feel the walls of her vagina responding.? He'd now removed his finger from her G-spot and was now working on her clit.
Suddenly Hazel cried out as her orgasm hit her. David came at the same time and he was groaning as he pumped his load into her. No-one was saying a word now, but the room was filled with the sounds of intense sexual pleasure. Hazel was gasping for breath and David and I were groaning loudly as we completed the treatment, David, internally and mine orally. When none of us had anything left to give, we all lay together on the bed totally satisfied. Hazel trapped between us. Eventually we had to break things up, David had to go home and as he dressed Hazel sat up and smiled. ?Well doctors,? she said, ?I have to admit you have the most charming bedside manner but I think I may need a repeat prescription.? All three of us collapsed into fits of laughter.