Recovering with Nurse Singh.

[Author’s Note: This is “solely” a footjob chapter… That was a pun, but also seriously if you are not a fan of feet you may want to skip this one.]

Your eyes flutter open as you see the tiled ceiling of the nurse’s office, the lights causing your pupils to strain as you cover your face. Spotting the clock, you see that it’s already 1:54 PM, you’ve slept the whole school day away!

“Are you feeling alright sweetie?” You look over and see the Indian nurse, Natasha, sitting behind the desk nearby with a look of concern on her face.

“Yeah, I’m alright. Just a little tired I guess.” You rasp, your throat was parched and you still felt exhausted after the fuck marathon from this morning. Anticipating this, Miss Singh stands up from the table with her radiant smile and hands you a cup of water. You gulp it down quickly, breathing a sigh of relief as she walks away. Her sexy hips and firm ass shake as she heads back to her desk, your over-active male hormones forcing your cock awake as you keep an eye on the view. Making a split-second decision, you hastily grab your cock ring and stuff it down your pants directly onto your cock. You watch as crotch of your shorts lowers when your cock vanishes into extra-dimensional space.

“Well, take a few minutes and relax here. The school day is almost over anyway.” Natasha ordered with a friendly grin, sitting back down behind the desk. Luckily for you, the top of the desk did not extend very far down, giving you a clear view of the bottom half of her body. Your gaze drifts downwards towards her lovely thin legs. Long and sleek, they were covered in black stockings that led all the way up to her knee-high skirt. Nurse Singh idly does paperwork at the table, marking and writing things down while her dainty dark feet play with her black heels. You watch as she erotically dangles her shoe off her toes, the heel of her foot propped a few inches off the ground alluringly. Unable to control yourself, you imagine your cock coming out of the ground underneath the desk and sure enough, the portal opens and your erection stands through. Taking a big gulp, you watch as Natasha checks her phone while her feet subconsciously shed their shoes and start to play with your cock.

“S-so where’s Nurse Adams?” You stutter as you feel the silky sensation of the bottoms of her feet wrapping around your rock-hard dick. She obliviously starts to rub your cockhead with her big toe as she continues to write. The silk sensation teases your leaking tip, coaxing pre-cum out in droves, easily lubricating her feet.

“Oh, she decided to leave early today. It’s just me!” Natasha seemed like such a genuinely innocent and nice person, a huge contrast to the vigorous footjob she was giving to you underneath the table. You make sure to try to stifle your moans as she starts to stroke your shaft, both sexy feet applying pressure as they slowly slide up and down. You certainly don’t want to alarm poor Nurse Singh! “So how have you been doing in school?” The eroticness of her casual conversation while she foot fucks you drives you closer and closer to orgasm.

“Ung… i-it’s good..! S-so good…” You mindlessly respond, your eyes glued to the sight of your cock jutting out of the ground being milked by Nurse Singh’s gorgeous stocking clad feet. You feel the load of spunk shooting up your cock and you can’t help but moan loudly, drawing her attention. Her silk feet squeeze your shaft as your spurting cockhead launches thick globs of creamy man-seed onto her toes, staining her black stockings with white wet marks. She mercilessly extracts every drop from your twitching cock as she looks at you with concern.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” She asks, mistaking your orgasm for pain a second time.

“Uh, yeah… just… stretching?” You watch as her lovely small feet lewdly slip into her black heels again, your semen squishing into the material of her shoes and stockings. You wonder if she can feel the sticky wet sensation of your gooey sperm on her toes, but from her oblivious reaction you assume not. Standing up from the bed, you grab your book and binders.

“Thanks Miss. Singh, you always make me feel better.” More true than she could ever realize. The beautiful young Indian nurse smiles at you while you make your exit.

“Anytime, and remember, call me Natasha.” You head out to the bus stop and go home. Opening your front door you drop your bag off and flop down onto the couch, completely exhausted and drained, literally. How many times had you cum today? Five, six? You had lost track with the whole girls locker room fiasco. Satisfied with today's testing results, you spend the rest of your time playing videogames and being generally unproductive. Slipping into bed and turning out the light, you dream of what you'll do tomorrow.