Nurse Mandy's Extra Care

I was thrilled to start my new career in nursing. It was great attending uni near my home in Cambridge and even better to find I would soon be getting hands-on experience of nursing on the adult wards at Addenbrooke’s Hospital which was even closer. I finally felt I was studying to become part of the historic nursing profession and the National Health Service.

The months flew by, with visits from health professionals to add depth and interest to our lectures. Mid-way through the spring term of 1997, we had our first work experience placement at Addenbrooke’s, and we trainee nurses were allocated to different wards according to our chosen specialty. I was sent to Ward C8 and felt very proud to be on duty wearing my grey student nurse dress.

It was a steep learning curve on the ward which specialised in the care of trauma and orthopaedic patients. I was allocated a mentor, a nice middle-aged nurse called Trudy, who took me through a wide range of duties and procedures. The best part was getting to know the patients and doing my best to help them feel more comfortable and making their hospital stay more enjoyable.

We were quickly thrown into a wide range of duties which included giving bed baths, and while most of my fellow students said they felt nervous, I enjoyed doing them. Apart from helping to keep our patients clean we were to watch out for signs of bed sores, so I always took this job seriously and didn’t try to cut corners. When I chatted with other students in the café, some said they tried to get the job over with quickly because they felt embarrassed to be washing a patient’s private parts with a flannel.

Having been used to getting up close and personal with my friends over the past couple of years, it felt like familiar territory to me. I found chatting with the patients, smiling and cracking a joke helped them relax and accept that a young nurse was washing their bottom.

One gentleman called Jeff was always pleased to see me and usually had jokes of his own to share while I got on with the job. We talked about his family and the business he ran, and how he would cope with crutches when he was finally finished with the series of operations to repair his badly broken leg.

Despite his injury, Jeff was always in a good mood and told me what a great job I was doing. He also told me which part he thought needed an extra wash, which made us both laugh, as it was always his cock. It was normal to work as a team of two nurses when giving bed baths, but often we were too busy or short staffed and I ended up doing them on my own. I didn’t mind, as it meant I could give Jeff the extra attention he craved for.

Like many of the male patients, Jeff developed a stonking great erection whenever I turned up with the washing equipment on a trolley. We had been given training about how to deal with this, how to make sure they were clean but not linger on their genitals or get into any kind of intimacy with patients. But after several days of washing Jeff’s cock and balls with a wet flannel it was hard to stay aloof. Handling his stiff erection was making me horny, so I had a pretty good idea what effect it was having on him.

“Hello, Nurse Mandy!” He greeted me with a cheery smile when I arrived once again with the wash trolley and pulled the screens around his bed. “Are you on your own again today?”

“Yes. We’re short staffed again. You’ve got me all to yourself this morning, Jeff.” I winked at him then put my finger up to my lips to get him to keep his voice down in case other patients on the ward were listening in.

I always started with his face and neck, then his shoulders and chest, keeping up a light-hearted banter and trying to avoid looking at the mighty meat sticking up from his crotch and waving about in the air. But as I worked the washcloth further down his abs and heard his breathing start to labour, it was impossible to ignore it.

He had obviously been anticipating my arrival, as there was clear pre-cum already dripping from the slit at the end of his swollen red glans. While my right hand worked the cloth nearer to his pubic hair, I reached over with my left and held his throbbing cock.

“Aaahhh!” he sighed, then he whispered, “Been waiting all day for you to come and do this, Mandy. You can stroke it if you like.”

“You know I shouldn’t, Jeff.” I stroked him gently up and down. “We’re trained to avoid these situations. I shouldn’t be encouraging you now, should I?”

“Just a few strokes, Mandy. I’m so horny, I’ll cum in no time… please?”

“Keep really quiet then,” I whispered, moving around the bed and wrapping my right fist around his thickly veined penis. Holding the flannel around his balls, I pumped his cock and smiled at him. “How’s that, my lovely?”

“Wonderful!” he breathed. “You are a very kind nurse, Mandy. None of the others will touch it when it’s stiff like this.”

“We’re not supposed to. But I love to get my hands on a nice one like yours.” I continued to wank him, and he started panting. I noticed his hand was moving across the bed towards me.

“Any chance I could touch you too?” he asked in a whisper. “It’ll help make me cum in no time.”

I smiled at him. “Probably make me cum too. Go on then.” I left the flannel on his balls and used my left hand to lift the front of my grey nurse’s uniform. In a flash his hand was between my legs and his fingers inside my panties.

“My god,” he whispered, “you’re really wet, Mandy!”

“Hardly surprising is it, with your cock in my hand?”

“Mind if I put a finger inside you, my love?”

I moved my legs further apart. “Two please… Aahh, yeah! Deep as they’ll go, Jeff.”

He slid his long fingers up into my vagina and curled them to reach my G-spot. Within a minute we were both panting. As my legs began to shake Jeff’s hips lifted off the bed and I knew he was about to spray semen everywhere. That would take some explaining. I quickly leaned forward and took him in my mouth, just in time to feel the first spurt of hot cum splash over my tonsils and down my throat. That did it for me and I came with his fingers probing deep in my pussy and his cock spurting deep in my throat. It was glorious, but sadly it didn’t last long.

“Nurse Bennett!” A shocked and angry voice brought me to my senses and snapped me upright, with cum dripping off my chin. Jeff pulled his hand out of my panties and tugged the bedsheet over his ejaculating cock. The Ward Sister was standing inside the screens, and she wasn’t happy.

She pointed a furious finger in the direction of the door. “Go to the nurses’ station and wait for me there,” she hissed.

More details of Mandy's nursing career can be found in 'University of Life' by Arabella Maghri. That's me, by the way, Arabella Maghri is my pen name.