Bill is feeling strange, so he gets a visit from the nurse! You WISH you had this health coverage!!!

She wants me to add a chapter. So I'll add one of my fantasies in hopes it comes true.

A few days past. Unfortunately, for Morgan’s little game, she actually had to take a business trip that required her to be out of town for several days. You waited anxiously for her return. You wanted to continue this little game to its end. Your ruse with the condoms still hadn’t quite panned out, and now Morgan was back on the pill. She picked up the prescription right before she left. You weren’t sure if your cowardly trick had been successful.

What you did do, was to grab her Ipad, without her knowing it. She thought she lost it. When she was gone, she asked if you knew where it was. When she arrived at her hotel, you texted her that you had it. Now she’d have to see you first after returning. She was a technology freak, and couldn’t live without such things.

You saw the fat girl Janelle the night after Morgan had left. Why not, as this chubby girl was the only pussy you were getting. Bill had even met the two of you out for drinks. He seemed extremely agitated when he came out. He drank fast, and was rather rude a surly to the bar-staff and patrons. You noticed that he was texting quite a lot. Janelle was texting as well.

After a few more drinks, Bill actually stormed off. Janelle told you it was because Morgan, his girlfriend was out of town, and he was getting horny. “Morgan says it goes to his head,” she laughed. You slammed your drink down at the thought. Bill was getting anxious because he hadn’t had a chance to fuck your hot-ass girlfriend. You brushed off the out-burst as something to do with the baseball game on the television.

You knew that Bill had **** anger issues. He was sometimes off his rocker. He even had to take prescriptions to relax him. You told Janelle that at times, you thought he was bi-polar. You were sure your sneaky little ruse would get back to Morgan. After all, she knew he was a hot-head. He was always getting in fights, the kind you backed down from. Morgan had said she hated that about him. You took Janelle to the movies, and watched her text Morgan. She didn’t hide the texts. Janelle laughed at the last one, “She says he just needs a BJ,” Janelle laughed.

You got home and took Janelle up to your room. You began to make out with her, and slid your hands up her chubby thighs. Soon, you pulled her tight pants down. She had to help you out of them. She wore blue panties, that were much bigger and less sexy than anything Morgan wore. You got between her legs, and pulled off her panties. You unzipped your fly, and pulled out your small erect cock. You positioned it at Janelle’s wide cunt. It felt good as it slid in, but it wasn’t tight. It was tremendously wet. Within minutes, you sprayed a measly squirt of cum inside Janelle. She was on the pill too, as Morgan had shown her the best one to get.

The next day, you heard from friends that Bill was getting more and more obnoxious and mean. Someone even said he got into a fight at work. When you got home that night, you turned on your computer to watch Bill, as it was all you could do. You were a pervert after all.

Bill was on the computer himself. He was checking something on the computer. You noticed he would check his phone often. That’s when he picked it up and called his work. He told his boss he’d be taking a few days off. Where was he going? You had to find out? You couldn’t imagine the anger you’d feel if he was going to see Morgan.

The next morning, like a creep, you followed him in his car. Sure enough, he arrived at the airport. It infuriated you. You waited and watched as he got a bag out and went to the gate of United Airlines. Bill was getting on a plane. This would be disastrous, as he hated flying, especially alone.

With more anger than you could remember having, you went over to Janelle’s apartment. You pounded that fatty for all you were worth, even if it did last only a few minutes. You then left her, rather abruptly and went to drink. When you returned home, you turned on your computer, and were shocked to see Bill in his room. He hadn’t gone! He was on the phone angry. “I’m not getting on another plane,” he shouted. “That last one had to return to the gate because of turbulence and weather. I can’t come,” he nodded into the phone. “It’s not your fault, I’m just pissed.” He seemed to calm down. “I don’t want to beat-off. I can’t do it as good as you.” He laughed. “Yeah, send all the pics you want.” For the next few hours, Bill got a flood of texts. Each one made his eyes pop out. Whatever he was seeing wasn’t helping. He seemed more anxious than before.

Another day past, and Bill met you out for drinks with other friends. You were surprised to see Hilary out with a guy at the bar. She joined your group. He got into a fight with one friend and then a bouncer. After he got kicked out, you watched Hilary text someone. Nice, you thought, this was helping to sew the seeds that Bill was an angry drunk.

A day later, Morgan returned. She allowed you to come pick her up. You had her Ipad. She came to your house. When you moved to kiss her passionately, she rebuffed you saying she was smelly and dirty from the flight. She was also very tired.

So you sat on the couch, as Morgan read through emails and magazines. A friend came over for a beer. “We have to do something about Bill,” he said. “He’s getting out of control.” The two of you discussed this while Morgan was only a few feet away.

You all went out for drinks. More friends showed up, but Bill didn’t. The topic was his increasing assholeness. Someone made a comment that his new “girlfriend” wasn’t pleasing him enough. Morgan seemed to turn red at this notion. She kept texting someone but you couldn’t see who. After another hour, she was fuming.

“Jesus,” she cried out, she picked up her phone and went outside. You followed, you could hear her talking loudly and smoking. “I KNOW! I KNOW! He’s getting upset, but what do you want me to do?” Who was she talking to? She came back in minutes later, and you acted like you just showed up from the bathroom.

“What’s wrong?” You asked.

Morgan shrugged, “Can everyone just stop talking about Bill. I know, he’s getting obnoxious. He is always like this, he just needs to see the doctor or some shit.” It was weird to hear her speak about him like this to you. Did she care about him? “Let’s just stop talking about that asshole for once!” The night went on and you drank more beers. Morgan ended up sleeping at her own place, and you made sure no one came over. She dropped you off and went home.

You watched like the weird pervert you were as she called someone on the phone. You switched to a feed of Bill’s house. He picked up his ringing phone. “Listen asshole, I told you to come visit me,” SHE HAD TOLD HIM, “you were too afraid to get on the plane again, not my fault. And then I had to get my Ipad.” They talked for twenty minutes, Bill told her he was getting migraines and real angry. Morgan convinced Bill to go see a doctor with her the next day.

You watched the next morning when Morgan didn’t go to work. She took a day off. You did so yourself and followed her to the mall. She went inside “Spencer’s Gifts” and you could see she was in the costume section. This was weird, even to a weirdo like yourself. You waited and watched until she picked something out, and then some more items, and then she paid. What was she getting? You were anxious to know, and now a little horny. That place had mostly adult costumes. She then went to “Frederick’s of Hollywood” but seemed to look only at the shoes in the store. She made another purchase that you couldn’t see.

When she got home, you waited across the street with your computer on. She began to get ready for what you thought was a trip to the doctor with Bill. He wouldn’t be home from work for another hour. He had told his boss he no longer wanted the time off, and had been going to work. She straightened her hair, and took a shower. You watched with your tiny erection as she shaved her long luscious legs. She then began to put lotion on them.

This was getting you rock hard, you were almost at five inches. You began to rub your crotch through your jeans, wondering what was happening. You decided to let her change, wanting to be as surprised as Bill. You switched the feed to Morgan’s living room, and let her change. You went home and got everything ready for a spank-fest. Bill got to his house a few hours later, and then hurried out.

Within minutes, he was knocking on Morgan’s door. She yelled for him to come in. You set up every good camera feed in the living room, knowing something was going to happen. You could hear everything. “Sit down!” Morgan yelled out.

Bill did as he was told. He picked up the remote from the TV, and began to flip through channels. You heard Morgan’s door open, and watched with wide eyes when she came into view. Your cock stood at attention. “WOW!” You shouted.

“HOLY SHIT!” Bill said looking at your girlfriend from head to toe.

Morgan walked out in a skimpy nurses outfit. The kind girls wear on Halloween. She had a tight white nurses blouse, with a zipper that went both ways. The bottom was unzipped and you could see the bottom of her white panties. The ensemble barely covered her small ass. Her legs were sexy as hell in white stockings that came up to her thighs. She had on white stripper high-heels. On her head was a fake nurses cap, Around her neck was a stethoscope shaped like a heart. She had done her make-up well, and had bright red lipstick on. She also had white gloves that went up to her elbows. She walked slowly to the table. In her left arm was a clipboard, and in her right hand a small box of fake nurse equipment.

She smiled at him, "Hi my name is nurse Morgan." Bill jumped up and grabbed her right thigh. She pushed him away. “Excuse me sir, but I believe you have come here to see the doctor! Please behave!” She slapped him and yelled, “Please sit down sir.” She had to say it about three times before he stopped his advances. She looked down at the piece of paper on the clip board. “What seems to be the problem,” she said and pulled out a pen from the clipboard. She put it in her mouth. “Please be specific.”

Bill sighed, “I’ve been anxious as hell to fuck the nurse,” he laughed.

“That’s not appropriate sir,” Morgan was in her role. She looked down pointing the pen at the board, “It says here you’ve been having outbursts, and headaches?”

Bill nodded, “I’m going nuts,” he said trying to stand up, but she pushed him back onto the couch. She stood in front of him.

You watched as your girlfriend pulled the heart-shaped scope from her neck. “Please remove your shirt!” She ordered. Bill pulled his colored shirt off, exposing his broad chest. “You work out I see,” she pretended to write something down. “That’s good.”

“Just for you babe,” he smiled up at her.

"Do you smoke?" She asked ignoring his insinuation.

He nodded, "I do!"

She shook her head, "That's bad," she shook her head again, and then looked up and smiled, "I do to," she stuck out her tongue with the stud visible, "We can have one AFTER the exam."

She reached down with the scope and began to move it around his chest slowly. “Nothing strange here,” she seemed completely in her role. She never did this with you. She pulled out a small plastic instrument that looked like one of those wooden popsicle sticks that doctors use. “Open up and say ‘Aaaagghh’ please,” she asked. He did as he was told and she put the plastic toy on his tongue. “I don’t see any problems here either,” she turned his head and looked in his ear. “Seems fine.” She made the motions of taking notes. She glanced down at his crotch. “Please remove your pants and underwear!” He stood up in front of her and unzipped his fly. His pants went down to his ankles. He then pushed his boxers down.

When his semi-erect cock came free, it made you blush. Even at half-mast it was double your pathetic size. You were surprised to find yourself wondering how he wasn’t fully erect like yourself. You were rubbing your cock. You decided it was time to take it out. You still looked around to make sure no one was watching you. You began to shuck your dick as you watched the “exam” before you.

“Oh,” Morgan said, she placed the box of accessories on the coffee table and used her right hand to reach for his balls. “Hmmmmm!” She feigned confusion. “Could you cough for me,” she asked as her gloved hand squeezed his nutsack. Bill let out a cough. She nodded, “Does that hurt?”

Bill rubbed her outer thigh. “Nah,” he smiled, “it feels great!”

Morgan released his balls and pushed on his chest. “Sir,” she said sternly, “this is a serious matter,” she pointed to the couch. “Please sit down.” Bill did as instructed. Morgan sat next to him on his right. You had a good view up the skirt from this vantage point. She wasn’t crossing her legs. You could swear her panties were already soaked. “This is very bad,” Morgan said taking fake notes. She then reached down with her right hand and squeezed his sac again.

Bill’s head went back on the couch cushions. “Give it to me straight doc,” he played along, “am I gonna make it!”

She began to rub his balls in her fingers. “Well, this is one of the worst cases of….uh,” she hesitated thinking of what to say, she nodded to herself and smiled, “worst case of toomuchspermus I have ever seen.”

The sensation of her gloved hand on Bill’s balls was making him grunt. “Is it serious?” He managed to get out between pants and grunts.

“Well,” she said looking down at his nuts, “if it is not properly taken care of the nutsac fills with too much sperm. This can cause anxiety issues, aggression, anger, anxiousness and several other things.”

“Does it cause headaches,” Bill wanted to know. His eyes were closed now. He had a wide smile.

“Oh yes,” she said. “You see the sperm travels all the way up and fills the brain, making you a hot head.” She grabbed the pen from the clipboard and set the board on the table. With her free hand she pointed at his shaft. “And look how it is causing massive cockuserectus,” she tapped his shaft. You were actually watching as Morgan’s gyrations on your friend’s balls were causing his dick to harden to full strength. “Cockuserectus is a terrible side-effect.” She tapped his shaft with her pen. “The shaft is getting swollen and veiny,” She moved the right hand up to the base of his cock. “I have to admit this is the BIGGEST case of cockuserectus I’ve ever seen.”

“Can it be cured doc!” Bill clenched his teeth as her gloved hand squeezed the base of his shaft, lifting it up slightly.

Your girlfriend nodded, “It is treatable with the right procedure.” She began a slow pace, gripping his cock tightly with her right hand. With her left hand, she put the pen on the coffee table with the other items.“I just need to massage the area to get the sperm out.” She began to rub his erect meat up and down. “But normally your girlfriend should take care of this, where is she?”

Bill muttered, “She just got back from a business trip.”

Morgan sneered at him, and squeezed his cockhead. “Then don’t give her shit for not being around!” She opened her hand and slid it back down his member. Her left hand reached for his balls, and her right continued the jerking. It was a faster pace now. He was moving up and down on the couch in time with her motions. “Oh this is a very bad case,” she cooed. “I’m going to need to lubricate the area,” she bent her head down, and put her left hand on his chest. Her right hand squeezed his base and then lifted his prick up. Her tongue danced out. The tongue stud shined in the light. You watched as she twirled the stud around the tip of his cock. It was a feeling you had never experienced. You were still wacking your small cock watching your girlfriend lick your asshole buddies cockhead.

Her mouth closed around the tip of his cock. She began to slowly take the whole member, inch by inch, inside her mouth. Her right hand kept the cock sticking straight up. You watched her nose hit his pubic hair. You had a great angle to see his cock in your girlfriend’s throat. She sucked him slowly and intently. Bill’s face displayed the look of a man in heaven. She eased her head up and licked his tip as she pulled the cock out of her mouth. “Nothing seems to be working,” she said. She stood up right in front of him as he remained sitting on the couch. You switched to a view behind his head. Morgan unzipped the bottom of the costume revealing the small white panties, soaked with her juices. “I do have one more thing we can try,” she reached down and slid the panties off her crotch. You had the same image that Bill had, but yours wasn’t in real life. Right before his eyes, your girlfriend’s small and tight little cunt drip with wetness, the lips were swollen more than you had ever seen. She was shaved completely. “I have this instrument…the…uh….tightwetcuntler” she said pulling the flaps of the skirt aside, giving a full view. “It will clamp down and squeeze out the sperm,” she said using her left hand to rub her mound. “It’s experimental treatment so you’ll have to consent.”

Bill nodded eagerly, “I consent, I consent!”

Your girlfriend straddled his sides. You switched to the vie behind them, and watched her position his cock under her cunt. You zoomed in to see her lower herself onto his dick. She eased the tip in and then inched down until she reached his balls. It was the perfect shot. She began to push forward, never pulling up off his shaft. Her ass gyrated as her pussy impaled is dick. The shaft below her cunt gleamed in the light with her juices. You zoomed out, to see her back arched. She was squeezing her breasts through the fabric of the costume. “I think its working!” She moaned.

“Unnghh,” Bill let out a moan. “It is babe! I’m gonna cum!” You zoomed back in to see where their bodies connected. A torrent of sperm began to dribble down from her cunt and over his shaft and down to his balls. It kept coming, and coming. He kept cumming and cumming. His hands grabbed her ass and he speared upwards. “FUUUUCCCK!” He shouted. Their movements finally stopped, and Morgan pulled her pussy off his cock. Cum dripped out of her used pussy and down to the floor.

“The tightwetcuntler always works,” she laughed and put her hand below her cunt to catch the dropping sperm. “It got it all!” She laughed and walked over to the kitchen to get a paper-towel. Bill sat on the couch. He had the look of a satisfied man. All his tension and anxiety seemingly gone. You fell asleep from exhaustion of masturbating. When you awoke, Bill was gone, and Morgan was getting ready. She texted you that she was coming over.

That night, Morgan came over. The two of you headed out to meet friends. Bill showed up later. He had a wide smile on his face. He was the life of the party. “What got into him, he seems like a different person” one of your friends said.

Morgan laughed, “It’s what got OUT of him!” She had a hearty laugh that no one but you understood. As you watched Bill act happier than a pig in shit, you noticed Morgan was in better moods as well. You realized that Bill had had a fever, and the only prescription was your girlfriend’s snatch.