A medical blowjob

She was a monster, a sexy big titted monster. Her warm mouth sucked my shaft like she was dying from dehydration and only my cock could provide sustenance.

I breathed heavily as the nurse continuously bobbed her head on my cock. She held my hands down on the bed, making me helpless against her as she had her way with me.

I never had a blowjob before, as far as I was aware. Maybe that’s changed since the past six years, but this sensation of a warm mouth massaging my cock was unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. Infinitely better than any jerk off session I’ve ever had alone at night.

She knew she was good at it too. The way she would look up at me with that seductive gaze of hers as she bounced her head, her confidence was practically oozing out of her mouth.

And whenever she deepthroated, I couldn’t help but make dirty sounds when my tip would hit the back of her throat. It was so tight and firm, she was practically using her whole throat to massage my cock. It was like her hole was made specifically for my cock to enter her.

God, if this was what blowjobs felt like, I would get addicted to it like heroine. I have no idea how I’m going to go back to regular masturbation after this.

I don’t know why she’s doing this for me. Hell, I don’t even know this nurse’s name, but god damn, am I thankful that I get to be in this specific hospital out of any other, where all the female workers have hot pornstar bodies and one of them was slutty enough to milk me with her mouth without any shame.

I don’t want this to ever end. I want to have this amazing feeling of my cock getting sucked for the rest of my life.

“Please... your shirt... can you... please-“ I could barely form the sentence out of my mouth, either too distracted or too embarrassed to even properly ask for it. My lack of experience didn’t help with my already lack of confidence, as I could only pathetically whimper in her hold.

She seemed to get the idea quick, however, and seemed overly eager to give me what I wanted. With her mouth still sucking me dry, she got busy unbuttoning her top, slowly revealing her bra underneath. Lacy, red, and very kinky. It was almost as if she wore this knowing that she would be going out and showing them off today.

She didn’t stop there however. She unhooked her bra and let her tits spill out for me to ogle at in all of their glory. It was just as every bit of sexy as I imagined it to be, huge and busty with perky pink nipples pointy enough to poke a man’s eye out.

I didn’t even need to ask, she already **** one of my hands to grope one of her tit as she still continued to milk me with her mouth.

This whole thing was driving me crazy. I couldn’t handle it anymore. If I didn’t let loose right now, I would go fucking insane.

I wish I could have lasted longer, but I couldn’t hold out. The pale feeling of her soft flesh in my hand as my cock got the workout of its life, I needed to release it.

“Nurse! I’m gonna cum! I’m going to explode!” I panted heavily, giving her warning of the potential tidal wave that was about to unleash.

For a brief moment, she pulled her head off of me and I was scared that she was going to stop right then and there. But then she growled at me, “Pour it all down my throat, my lord! For you, I’ll gulp it all down like a whore!”

With the energy of a world breaking cock sucking machine, she snatched my dick back into her mouth and bobbed faster than she ever did before.

Hearing her give permission to cum and having her go crazy wild on my dick like this, how could any man have the willpower to hold back any longer?

Almost as if it was by instinct itself, I put my other hand on top of her head and pushed her deeper into my cock as I spurted ropes and ropes of cum down her throat. My orgasm was ungodly, and the amount I spewed was unlike any other I’ve never experienced before.

The nurse, showing off her expertise skill, didn’t pull back or **** or gag or even hesitate to start swallowing, like drinking from a fountain.

Some crazy part of me still wasn’t fully satisfied though, as I kept thrusting my hips into her mouth more and more just to feel the warmth of her mouth massage my cock just a little longer. I could only imagine what kind of disgusting face I was making as I **** her head to squeeze me dry like a towel.

My spurts grew weaker as the seconds passed, and the nurses loud gulps became much slower and and steadier.

Eventually, I was done.

I sprawled back on the bed, every inch of me limper than a noodle and exhausted beyond compare.

The nurse slowly slurped what little fluids were left on my cock and left my limp doodle to fall flat on my pelvis. She looked up at me with a satisfied grin, “Do you feel better, Mister Doe?”

Words escaped me for the moment. My mind was a haze, and I was completely out of reality.

I could only nod my approval to her with a very satisfied grin.

Wow. Just wow.

“I’m glad to know I was able to help you, sir.” She smirked confidently, “Was it enough to gain your memories back?”

What... what does she mean by that?

Does this lady know me somehow? Why would she say something like that? Was her giving me a blowjob some sort of attempt to retrieve my lost memories?

How the hell would that have even worked anyway? Is she crazy, or am I the crazy one here?

“Hm... it doesn’t seem like you remembered anything though...” she seemed genuinely disappointed, but didn’t look surprised. “I guess it’ll take more than a blowjob to get you to remember who you are, but you can’t blame a girl for trying...”

“How...” I started, finally catching my breath, “How in the world would getting a blowjob bring my memories back? I’m pretty sure that was the first blowjob I’ve ever had in my life!”

“Was it any good then, Mister Doe?” She asked curiously.

“Well... I definitely can’t complain.” I panted simply, “I’d love to get a second one if I could get away with it.”

“Hmhm, at least I didn’t fail to leave an impression.” She gave a flirty smile, “Maybe I’d be willing to do it again, but only after you eat your breakfast first.”

“Still... oh god-“ I steadily regained my bearings, “Still confused as to why this happened in the first place, but... uh... thanks? I guess?”

Is thanking a girl for a blowjob proper post sex etiquette? Especially random ones that give you a blowjob out of nowhere?

“Anytime, sir.” She giggled. She finally got off of me, patting her hair and straightening herself upright. “Now, back to where we left off, I still need you to change into your other gown and eat your lunch. It wouldn’t do for you to lose out on nutrients, especially since you haven’t eaten a proper meal in the past three days.”

Right. Okay, yeah, sure. Just gonna act like nothing just happened a moment ago. This girl must be crazy or something, sucking my dick like a demon possessed just a minute ago and was now returning to her role as a professional nurse without a care in the world.

I slowly got up and rubbed the sweat off my forehead.

So, I’m pretty sure I lost my blowjob virginity. I guess that’s thing now. Can’t believe that’s one of the first things that happened to me after waking up to the year 2025. How do I even react to something like that?

I rubbed my eyebrows trying to make sense out of what just happened, only to see the gown I was suppose to change into out of the corner of my eye. The nurse was politely handing it to me right at the edge of my vision.

“Right, thanks.” I nodded, turning to take the gown and recoiling as I realized that the nurse was still completely naked from the waist up, her puffy nipples poking out in all of its perky glory.

She clearly knows that I’m ogling at her breasts, yet doesn’t seem to mind one bit, playing out the situation as normal and casual as possible. Her carefree peppy smile was completely disarming, to say the least.

“You... uh... still haven’t covered up yet...” I nervously pointed out to her, taking the medical gown off her hands.

“I haven’t, no.” She nodded cheerfully.

“Oh... okay.” I blinked stupidly.

“Does it bother you, sir?” She asked, “If it’s too distracting, I could cover myself up if you want. Unless you’d prefer if I stay topless?”

“Uh...” How the hell was I supposed to respond to that? Is this a trick question or something? “Do whatever you feel is comfortable. I-I guess.”

“Of course!” She nodded again.

The nurse stayed completely still, not bothering to grab her shirt or make any attempts to hiding her natural fun-bags.

Okay then.

I proceeded to don the new gown on me, doing my best not to stare at her. Well, okay, maybe I took a few glances here and there. Can’t really be blamed, she’s way too hot for me to ignore. But I still can’t help but feel awkward and confused about all of this.

I took the tray that the nurse set beside me and laid it on my lap, getting ready to eat. The nurse just silently stood by the side, carefully observing me.

Um... I guess now would be a great time to ask some questions, now that her mouth wasn’t too busy... er... sucking me.

“What’s your name, miss? I, uh, don’t think you’ve ever introduced yourself to me.”

“Oh! Silly me, I forgot to tell you my name.” She laughed it off, as if it was just a casual mistake to forget to give your name to someone before sucking their cocks like a madwoman. “You can just call me Nurse Miranda.”

“Alright then, Nurse Miranda.” I nodded awkwardly, before asking, “So... um... do you usually give all your patients the blowjob treatment, or am I just lucky?”

She hummed for a bit, before answering, “Well, it’s not like I would do something like this for just anyone. So I suppose that must mean you were just lucky. Or I guess it would be proper to say that you were special.”

Special?

I am... so confused. This feeling probably isn’t gonna go away anytime soon, is it?

“What exactly do you mean by ‘special?’” I asked her.

Miranda took the time to carefully think before telling me, “I just determined that you deserved to get a blowjob after seeing your erection. It seemed only fair, after everything you’ve been through lately, and I thought I should be the one to provide it.”

So this nurse decided on a whim that I deserved to get a blowjob, and actually gave one to me personally?

There has to be more to it than that... It almost feels like she knows me. Otherwise, why give a blowjob to a random stranger you’ve never met?

“Do... do we know each other, Nurse Miranda?” I slowly asked. “Are we... acquaintances? Before I got my amnesia, I mean?”

“Well... no, I don’t consider so.” She shook her head casually, “I’ve already known about you before, but today is pretty much the first day we’ve ever really spoken to each other.”

“Is that really the truth?” I asked skeptically, “Because I don’t think any sane person in this world would ever just decide to give someone a blowjob, especially to a random stranger they’ve never even met before. What if I had STDs or something? Would you really have taken the risk, just because you thought I deserved it?”

Nurse Miranda looked me over, and I couldn’t help but feel a small amount of pity in her eyes as she stared at me. She sighed, before giving me a soft smile, “I could tell you more, but Dr. Mandel has made it clear that you should only understand the basics first before she decides when to fully explain the whole situation to you. I wish I could be the one to reveal everything, but I don’t want to risk potentially causing permanent damage to your mind.”

“That... is supremely unsatisfying for an answer.” I deadpanned.

“I know.” She nodded, “But please understand that it’s for your own health and sanity. Just be rest assured to know that Dr. Mandel will explain everything to you when the time is right. You can absolutely trust everything to her.”

Hrm...

Doesn’t exactly explain how this all correlates to her thinking I deserved a blowjob.

I hope I’m not overthinking this. I just seriously can’t wrap my mind around it.

It seems like asking any further would just lead to the same answers as before... But there was one thing I was kind of curious to know about...

Nurse Miranda must have known Doctor Mandel for at least a while now, right? Surely, she must know at least a decent bit about what kind of relationship she and I have?

“How about a deal for now? If I can get at least one non-vague honest answer from you, I’ll only ask this one last question and stop asking anymore until the future.”

She seemed hesitant to agree to such a term, but sighed anyway, “I’ll... do my best, depending on what you’re about to ask next. But go ahead.”

“What exactly is my relationship with Doctor Stacy Mandel? Who is she to me?”

She gave it some thought, but smiled confidently, “I can assure you, without any vague doubt and with complete honesty, Stacy Mandel is a close friend of yours that she would trust her life with, no questions asked.”

Huh...

Well, that wasn't exactly the answer I was looking for... but it’s not an unsatisfying answer either.

Hopefully, I’ll learn more soon once I get to see her again.

Content for now, I decided to keep my promise and stopped bothering her with any more questions. I know anything I asked would be danced around anyway.

I can’t shake this feeling that I would be learning something life changing about myself though. Everyone is acting like I might go crazy the moment I find out about it, whatever “it” is.

Well, whatever. I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it. For now, I’m starving.

Pulling the food tray up, I started digging into my meal.

The moment the spoon touched my tongue though, I couldn’t help but moan in ecstasy.

Holy fuck, this was the most delicious thing I’ve ever eaten in my entire life!

On the outside, it looked like plain hospital slop, the kind that you would just eat and forget about once it’s out of sight. No texture, no color, nothing.

But on the inside, GODDAMN did I feel like I was eating a five star gourmet meal. Holy shit.

“This is delicious! I wasn’t expecting hospital food to taste this good!” I complimented, chowing down on the stuff.

“I’m so glad you find it so nourishing! We only provide the best for-“ A slight pause, “our patients of course!”

“Shit, the hospitals of 2025 are a hundred times better than they were years ago. I almost feel kind of bad, I feel like I’m being pampered like a king or something.”

Nurse Miranda’s eyes got noticeably wider for a moment as she asked, “R-Really? How so?”

“Well, first thing I wake up to after being told I’m now basically living in the future, I get surrounded by a shit ton of hot nurses with the bodies of supermodels, I get a mind blowing blowjob from one of said hot nurses, and now I’m practically eating food that tastes like it could have been made by Gordon Ramsey himself. It all almost feels like everyone is spoiling me.”

She gave a relieved sigh and giggled, “I’m glad that you feel that way, your majesty!” She did an exaggerated bow, teasing me with the moniker. Her tits flopped around a bit as she did so, and I couldn’t help but blush as I remembered that this girl was still completely topless.

Looking up, she seemed to notice my eyes getting drawn back to her breasts and smirked devilishly.

“You look like you’ve gotten your energy back...” she commented, smoothly and sensually walking up to me, swaying her hips side to side as if to tantalize me. She continued to tease me as she treated me as if I was royalty, “Once his majesty is finished eating the food, he might like to partake another session with his loyal subject’s mouth again? She is ready and willing~”

Jesus Christ, she’s willing to do that again? So soon?

Seriously, who the hell is this girl and why does she like to give me blowjobs so much?

Is she just a sex addict? Is there more to this behavior than I can even understand at the moment?

I’m serious, why was she doing this?

“Um... well...” I scratched my head awkwardly, feeling myself getting hard all over again. “I... I wouldn’t mind a second round.”

Getting down to her knees, she pulled my gown up to reveal my erection for the second time today. Licking her lips, she leaned in closer and whispered, “If his majesty so desired...”

Then she put me between her lips and started bobbing like a whore.

So here I was, eating the best meal of my life as I simultaneously got another blowjob to go with it.

All things considered... Life ain’t so bad. Could have definitely been worse.

Despite it all... I had a bad feeling about something...

Don’t know what, but it was there. Niggling in the back of my head.