I woke up suddenly, and a number of things were immediately apparent. I was in hospital. I could tell I was in hospital because of the smell (do all hospitals smell the same?) and also the curtains around the bed. The bandages on one arm and one leg and around my head reinforced my conclusion. The big give-away however was the very shapely legs that I could see disappearing up into the uniform of the nurse bending over my bed. All these things flooded into my mind the moment I opened my eyes, but my mind was focused. It was focused on what had caused me to wake up. It was her hands. They were small and tender with long, graceful, tapering fingers that were warm and comfortable. And they were cupping my bollocks !!!!! My mind wasn't the only part of me that was waking up. Underneath the nurse's tender care, blood was flowing rapidly into my nether regions, causing a tumescence that she couldn't mistake for anything other than what it was. And she didn't. Pausing momentarily from what she was doing, checking that there was in fact a reaction to her care, she turned towards me, smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Nurse Cathy". Jet black hair crowned with one of those small white starched hats, a voice smooth and silky, straight from a Cadbury's Caramel Chocolate advert, eyes deep and dark, big enough to drown in, and fighting to escape the confines of the v-necked tunic, a mightily impressive cleavage. Not the sexiest four words in the entire English language I know, but the effect of them, together with the visual and aural stimulation, was electric. Tumescence suddenly became full-blown hard-on. "This one isn't injured, is it?" Nurse Cathy purred, making no effort to remove her hand. I only managed a strangled moan in agreement lest she stop what she was doing. "But I still have to make a thorough examination, you know, just to make sure." I wasn't in any position to argue, not that I wanted to. I just gave a small nod as Cathy stretched my foreskin back over the head of my knob and began slowly massaging it back and forth. I knew that at this rate I wasn't going to last very long. Luckily my uninjured arm was the same side of the bed as Cathy so I reached over and started to run my hand up the inside of the back of her leg, feeling the smooth nylon of her stockings and the rougher ridges of the stocking-tops. Waiting for the slap that never came, my hand travelled further, encountering the soft skin of her upper thigh, Cathy's only reaction being to squeeze my cock slightly harder and, was it my imagination, or did she alter her stance slightly to just part her legs a little more? Taking this as a green light, my hand continued upwards stopping only in momentary shock when my palm met not panties, but soft, hot, smooth and most certainly wet pussy and my fingertips discovered what could only be a clit-ring. "Ooohhh" said Cathy, "That feels good" as I started to gently rub my fingers around her hot moistness, getting them slick with her juices before slipping a couple inside her, easing them in and out. Suddenly Nurse Cathy lets go of my dick and steps back, removing her pussy from my hand, "This is no good" she says quickly and I think "Oh no - its over!" She looks at me with a very serious expression and continues " It will be better like this", as with one fluid movement she pulls down the zipper at the front of her tunic, which opens like a book, to reveal a body even more stunning than I had imagined. A very healthy bosom, encapsulated (nearly) by white lacy bra, was revealed. Down below was shaved completely hairless and there, light glinting off it as she turned, was her ring, standing proud, as was her clit. "There - How's that? " she said shrugging off the tunic and discarding the bra. My tongue hanging out must have been taken as a sign of approval, as Cathy smiled once more and came to stand right next to my head. I could smell her arousal; it was like a drug spurring me on. I craned my neck towards her and was rewarded with my first taste of heaven. Uncomfortable as it was, I attacked my task with relish, but due to the position I was in, my movements were very limited. Sensing this, Nurse Cathy put first, one knee on the bed, and then carefully swung the other leg up and over, making sure as she put it down that it wasn't in contact with my injuries. She was now straddling my head looking down my body. My view was utterly magnificent. Shaven snatch in glorious Technicolor close-up with surround sound and smell-o-vision. I feasted. Easily now, I ran my tongue up and down the length of her slit, occasionally pushing it in deep, as far as I could. Alternatively playing with her ring, moving it side to side, up and down, pulling it with my teeth and sometimes sucking it and her clit into my mouth and working on them with my tongue. My labours were not going unappreciated. Making soft mewing noises Cathy leaned forward and grasped my throbbing prick once more, pumping it slowly and fully, as if trying to inflate it like a bicycle tyre. Her full, heavy breasts fell, one onto my stomach, the other onto my waiting hand. I was just manipulating the responsive nipple between forefinger and thumb, when I felt her hot breath on the tip of my penis. I had to try and get all of her pussy in my mouth in one go, to prevent me from shouting, as I felt her tongue licking around my glans. Then the hot wetness enveloped my cock completely and began to piston up and down. I was so tuned on, I knew this wouldn't last long, so I licked for all I was worth, concentrating so hard, trying to delay the inevitable. Cathy's body shuddered as my exertions put her over the top and into her orgasm. She rode my face, galloping over the fences of pleasure. Which of course set me off. My whole body tensed and Cathy was just too late getting the tip of my penis back in her mouth. The first shot of cum blasted the base of her nose before she closed her mouth round the head and she began swallowing rapidly as spurt after spurt of spunk emptied from my balls. As Nurse Cathy climbed off, I remember suddenly feeling very tired. The last thing I remember before I closed my eyes was Cathy smiling at me, definite amusement in those big dark eyes, still wearing a cum 'moustache', an image that will stay with me forever. I closed my eyes and was instantly asleep. An impatient coughing sound woke me up. I looked about. No curtains, no Nurse Cathy. There was however this old battle-axe, fifty at least, in an over-starched uniform looking down at me with scorn-filled, ill concealed distaste at the wet patch over my groin. I looked down saw what she was looking at, and thought " Oh Shit!!!!"