Well, I couldn’t let him leave in his current state, now could I?

“Well, I did say anything, didn’t I?” I said, caught off guard and chuckling, a little amused it was something as trivial as an erection. And where I’m from, if a man asks you to do something, by golly it would be bad manners to say no.

His eyes seemed to twinkle, and he looked much happier than he had since he walked in here.

“How can I help?” I asked, rubbing his thigh, eager to make this young man’s day right as rain. He moved quickly, lifting his hips up off the chair a bit to slide his shorts down to his ankles. Once he was “out in the open,” so to speak, he seemed a bit shy.

“I’d like some…oral relief,” he said, his face slightly pink as he sat there across from me.

I gave him a knowing look and a small smile. I didn’t have much experience in that area, but that’s not to say I was inexperienced. My Burt was a gentleman and only rarely did I he ever request that particular act from me. I admired Jimmy’s courage to know what he wanted, and to be upfront and ask for it. You don’t see that very much anymore these days, especially from young people.

“Okay,” I said easily as that. As easy as pie. “If it’ll help with that little problem of yours, I’d be happy to accommodate you.” I stood up from my little stool and took a few steps toward the patient bed against the wall, grabbing the small pillow on it, happy to be of service. It’s not every day an old lady gets to make herself useful, you know.

“Oh, it will,” he breathed out, almost sighing. He looked so relieved already! “It really will.”

I dropped the pillow to the floor as I slowly knelt down in front of him, thankful for the soft cushion under me. It’s the little things in life that make one happy.

“Would you like to lead, or would you rather I do all the work?” I asked, not knowing the preferences of today’s virile young men.

“Oh wow,” he smiled, and breathed out again. “I guess…a little of both?” I nodded, smiling a knowing smile.

“Why don’t you get started, Jimmy,” I offered. “Just let me know when I can help.” He let out a deep breath and started masturbating himself. Slowly at first, then a bit more quickly once he found a rhythm he was comfortable with. “Oh, my,” I commented, watching his rather sizable manhood in his fist. “You have a very nice penis, Jimmy.”

He laughed a bit at that, although I didn’t know why.

“Cock,” he said as he kept up his strokes. “Call it a cock.” I nodded quickly, raising my eyebrows. Of course. That’s a word I haven’t heard in a long time.

“You have a very nice cock, Jimmy,” I corrected myself, thankful for his input. “It’s very big.”

“I think I’d like your help now,” he announced, and I nodded again with a knowing smile. I leaned in and opened my mouth, then ever so gently closed my lips around the head of his cock. What a fun word, that is! I’ll have to remember to use it more often.

“Hhhohh, wow,” Jimmy sighed, as if all his stress flowed right into my mouth.

“Mmmm,” I hummed, surprising myself at how good this young man’s…cock, tasted. I began suckling on him lovingly, savoring the girth of his spongy head. It’s been a very long time since I’d had one in my mouth. To all the young ladies reading this, or young men, if you have such a preference, I highly recommend it. There’s never a bad time to please your man this way. I pulled my lips back and swallowed a mixture of my saliva, and a little bit of Jimmy’s natural lubricant. Oh, I just know there’s probably some fun word the kids use for it, but for the moment it slipped my tongue.

“You taste very good,” I said, swallowing again to send the sticky fluid down my throat.

“Ohh man,” Jimmy groaned, a look of longing in his eyes, as if he didn’t want me to stop.

“More help?” I asked. He simply nodded as he stroked himself. I smiled, then took him into my mouth again, continuing to suckle on him like I did before.

“Oh, Jesus,” Jimmy sighed, stroking himself faster now. My mouth must feel pretty good. I giggled around the head of his cock. This old bird’s still got it! I continued like this for a few minutes, listening to the soft, pleasant sounds of Jimmy’s sighs. I could feel a somewhat steady flow of Jimmy’s lubricant spilling onto my tongue as I serviced him. It was both sweet and salty, and downright delightful! Oh a girl could get used to this!

“Nurse Nancy?” Jimmy suddenly said. “Could I ask another favor?”

“Mmm hmm,” I hummed. Such a polite young man, how could I say no?

“I need to stand up first,” he announced, and suddenly did just that. His cock popped out of my mouth with a soft sucking noise. I lowered myself some more and sat back on my feet, watching to see what he had in mind. “Put it back in your mouth first,” he softly urged me. I smirked, appreciating how he seemed to enjoy this. I was enjoying it too. He bent his knees and quickly stroked himself, stopping only when I offered my open mouth to him.

He sighed as the head of his cock slid past my lips and down my tongue as I closed them. “Mmmm!” I hummed again. His hand gently touched the top of my head, and with a firm yet gentle pressure, he began to guide my head as I suckled on him. His cock was thick, so it took me a few moments to get used to the size inside my mouth.

“Ohhhh yeah,” he sighed. I smiled and hummed back at him, taking his manly sounds as a compliment. I began to wonder what his other favor was going to be, and he must have read my mind because after several moments like this he spoke. “I’m gonna take it out now, but I’d like you to take my balls in your mouth.”

Oh my! What else could I say but yes? I nodded before he pumped his cock in and out of my mouth several more times. The poor dear, he didn’t want to leave the warm suction of my lips. I sucked as he pulled it out, and I was rewarded with another large spill of that sweet, salty fluid. I smacked my lips and swallowed it down a few times so I could get my mouth ready for what he wanted next.

He stood there, jerking his cock very quickly above my face. Good heavens, it even smelled good. A very manly scent. I thought suddenly that he may need some motivation. Something to let him know he shouldn’t be embarrassed to ask for what he wants.

“You can put your balls in my mouth, Jimmy,” I told him with a smile on my face. I felt so silly saying things like that! But if he’s gonna use that word, then by golly I’m gonna use that word too. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out for him, presenting him with what I’d hoped was an enticing target to assist him with.

“Ohh God,” he groaned, and suddenly he leaned down and placed his large balls onto my tongue. I sat there and let him rub those two globes all over my tongue, listening to him sigh and groan, watching the look on his face as he did. “Kiss them,” he suddenly whispered, his voice a bit ragged. Breathless, even. “Kiss my balls.”

I closed my lips and kissed those big balls for all I was worth. Remember, anything worth doing is worth doing right! I added just a bit of suction as I kissed his warm, fuzzy balls, running my tongue over them as I did. They must have been very sensitive, because he winced once or twice when I suckled on them. I went back to gently kissing them, very much enjoying the sensation of having them in my mouth. I should add this to my bucket list and then cross it off!

“Hhhhh, Nurse Nancy,” Jimmy whispered, his voice more ragged and uneven than before. He continued to stroke himself while he sighed and winced, closing his eyes and then opening them to stare down at me with an odd expression on his face. I’d mentioned that I wasn’t totally inexperienced in this area, and as a woman who’d been married for many years, I’d learned when a man was about to reach his limit. And Jimmy was quickly approaching his.

I pulled my mouth off his warm balls, and licked my lips. Again, I figured he needed some prompting as he seemed too polite to ask what I think he really wanted to ask.

“Would you like to finish in my mouth, Jimmy?” I asked as I looked up at him. His pupils were large behind his heavy-lidded gaze. His face was turning a bright shade of pink, the poor dear. He needed release, and needed it now.

He quickly nodded. “Hhhoh fuck yeah,” he whispered. Such language! But I’ve always said, anything said in the heat of passion is forgiven. He’s not exactly thinking with his big brain at the moment. “I’m…I’m gonna cum.”

Cum. I giggled inside at the word. So naughty. So fun. I nodded up at him.

“Open your mouth,” he urgently whispered, stroking himself furiously. I raised my eyebrows at how forward he’d become in the heat of the moment. The moment right before release. I kind of liked it.

I opened my mouth for him, and stuck my tongue out. He sighed and stroked himself just over my tongue. I was surprised at just how excited I was to do this. He let out a series of short, quick breaths, then slowed down his strokes to slow and smooth. It was time. I closed my lips around the red, swollen head of his cock.

He sighed loudly and began spilling his cum into my mouth.

“Mmm!” I hummed, pleasantly surprised at the volume of sperm his orgasm was pumping onto my tongue. My lips suckled on him as he grunted quietly, emptying those full balls into my mouth. The taste of his cum was very strong, but not unpleasant. I was positively thrilled I could help him get off this way, and felt a certain kind of naughtiness having him empty himself into my mouth like this. In the best way! I hoped he was enjoying himself as much as I was.

Several moments passed, and his cock’s erupting mess finally slowed to a few dribbles, of which I coaxed out with some well-placed suction of my lips. “Mmm,” I hummed again. What a mouthful!

He quickly pulled out of my mouth and pulled up his shorts even quicker, suddenly kind of shy. He was chuckling as he tried to catch his breath, still looking down at me. I wondered where I could spit out his very full load of warm sperm, but decided that would be rather rude of me. After all, he went through the trouble of making all of that for me, the last thing I would want to do is hurt this young man’s feelings by seeming ungrateful.

“Mmm,” I hummed, then put my big girl pants on and swallowed his load of cum. I swallowed a second and third time, as the thick, warm sperm of this 18 year old young man had a heck of a time sliding down my throat. The scent and taste of it - of him - was almost overwhelming. In a good way. Oh my, Jimmy. What a nice load you made for me. I was so pleasantly surprised at how much I liked the taste. I wouldn’t mind having some more some time.

“Mmm,” I hummed pleasantly. “You taste so good.” I couldn’t help myself. He did. Honesty is the best policy, after all. Plus, I didn’t think a little ego boost would hurt too much, either.

Jimmy lightly gasped, then chuckled as he sighed and caught his breath. “Holy shit. Thanks,” he said with a shy smile, his face pink from all the excitement, and my naughty compliment. “Thank you.” I gave him a naughty little smile. Such language for a young man to use.

“It was my pleasure,” I said, smiling up at him. I felt so nice and small down here, with him standing up in front of me like this. It was nice. It felt safe. It felt proper. It felt right. He looked so proud up there, so content. All that pent-up frustration now released and happily swimming in my belly.

He chuckled, and nodded as he looked at me for a second, and for a moment a devilish, positively sinful smirk lit up his entire face.

“Well, I suppose I should…” he looked at the door, then back to me, an awkwardness creeping into his demeanor as he rubbed the back of his neck. Oh, I didn’t mind. He got what he came for. No sense in lingering around when there were friends to hang out with, and classes to get back to.

“Of course,” I said with a knowing, friendly smile, swallowing again and lightly shaking my head at the amount of sperm I had just swallowed. And also, the realization that I thoroughly enjoyed it. I stood back up, feeling my age once again in my knees, yet feeling somehow younger inside. Like a teenager again. It was positively wonderful.

“Off you go,” I said as I unlocked the door, patting him on the back for a job well done as he shuffled toward it and turned the knob.

And then he was gone.

I breathed in and let it out, smiling, the powerful scent and taste of his teenage sperm still lingering in my mouth pleasantly.

And that’s how it happened.

A chance encounter with a student in need. A need I happened to be all to willing to fill. I was grateful, as was he. No one was hurt, and he left better, happier, and less stressed than when he arrived. What more could a nurse ask for?

I sighed, content and happy.

What a nice boy.