Chapter One

Taking One for the Team

Jerry was starting down to fix himself a midnight snack when he heard his parents arguing down in their bedroom. Curious, he tiptoed down and stood outside their door listening.

"You never want to!" he heard his mother angrily declare.

"Well, in case you haven't noticed," his father retorted, "I'm getting a little older."

"Crap! Get some damn Viagra or something," she fussed.

"Okay! Okay, I'll get some this week! But keep your voice down. Jerry might hear you."

"What if he does? Maybe he needs to know that his father can't get it up anymore! I'll bet he can get it up! Maybe I ought to let him switch hit for his old man who can't or won't get it up anymore," she angrily snapped back at him.

"Now you stop that! That's blasphemy. Why I never! How could you say such a thing? My God, woman, are you crazy? Your own son!" his father shouted back at her.

"No.just horny," she growled back at him. "You know I didn't mean it."

Jerry sensed that the argument was in its death throes, so he hurried back down to his room. Closing his door, he flopped down on his bed and drug out his big, eight-inch prick.

His mother had actually insinuated that she should let him fuck her. Fuck his mother! His life long dream and she had actually said it. Said she bet he could get it up and fuck her with it because his father couldn't or wouldn't anymore.

Well, he would gladly volunteer to fill in for dear, old Dad, he giddily told himself, whacking away at his cock. Gladly fill in.

That weekend passed in a series of masturbatory fantasies for Jerry as he envisioned him and his mother in bed, fucking in every position imaginable. He had almost found enough courage to confront her about about it, but just couldn't bring himself to go over the last hurdle.

He needed to think about it some more. There had to be a way, but it required much more thought and planning.

Turning to find the ball, Jerry stared straight up into the blinding sun. Now he couldn't see a fucking thing, he told himself, stumbling and starting to fall. Just then, an atom bomb of pain exploded down in his balls, paralyzing him with its intense, nauseating severity. Clutching at his aching groin, he flopped to the ground groaning. Tears were coursing down his cheeks as he fought to keep from throwing up.

Then, fighting back the nausea, he opened his eyes and saw that the whole class was standing around him, pointing, snickering and laughing.

"Nice catch, Jer," his friend, Arnie giggled.

"Are you okay?" he heard Mr. Howard ask him.

"Fuck, no!" he groaned. "I'm not okay! My balls are busted."

"Well, come on," he heard the instructor say. "We'll take you over to the school nurse."

"Hey, Jer, I'll trade places with you," Arnie hollered, much to the delight of the group.

"Oh, no, not Mrs. Higgins," Jerry muttered, pushing up as Mr. Howard helped him to his feet.

"I'm afraid so," Higgins laughed, helping Jerry stumble along toward the school building. "Now you boys go back to your game and I'll be back in a few minutes."

Jerry didn't know which was worse.the pain welling up from his battered gonads.or the shame of having Mrs. Higgins looking at his balls. He knew that every boy in school had a crush on the pretty nurse. And now.now he was going to have to show her his balls. How fucking humiliating!

Shuffling into the nurse's office, Mr. Howard led him over to a chair and helped him sit down.

"So, what do we have here?" he heard Nurse Higgins ask as she stepped into the waiting room from her office.

"I'm afraid that Jerry, here, had a little accident out on the football field," Mr. Howard laughed.

"Oh?" she said, looking over at Jerry.

Jerry wanted to find a hole and crawl in it. But even that couldn't keep him from running his eyes over the swell of her mountainous bosom thrusting out against her white lab coat.

"Yes.he tried to catch a football with.with his privates," the teacher snickered.

"Oh.no," she said frowning, her eyes darting down to the lump sticking out in front of his jeans. "I bet that hurt."

"Yes.yes, Ma'am, it did," Jerry whined.

"Well, thank you for bringing him over, Mr. Howard," she smiled. "I think I can take it from here."

"Okay," he laughed again. "I'll leave him to you."

As the teacher departed, Mrs. Higgins extended her arm, holding out her hand to Jerry.

"You better come.come with me," she told him.

She helped him to his feet and then turned and started for her office. Jerry painfully followed along ogling the roll of her beautiful ass under the white lab coat.

Stopping when they came through the door, she reached up and flipped the placard on the door. The sign now read "Busy with Patient - Have a seat". Closing the door, she turned and faced him.

Jerry stood looking at her, blushing brightly.

"Well, let's see it, uh, them," she said, standing with her arms crossed in front of her giant tits.

"Uh.I.I think.they're, they're all better now," he muttered.

"You show me," she said sternly, "or I'll take your pants down myself."

"Uh.okay.okay!"

Wondering what she would say when she saw his cock, he timidly unbuckled his pants. The girls he had been out with all said that it was too damned big and none of them had ever let him fuck them. A couple had given him a hand job, but that was the extent of his sexual experience. But this was different. This was a grown up woman. Would she think it was too big, too? He got a panicky feeling as he slowly unsnapped his pants wondering what she would think. And on top of it all, the pain had subsided to an ache and he was starting to get a hard-on. Jeez, now what, he frantically thought. He was getting a hard on right in front of Mrs. Higgins. Quickly, he jerked the zipper down and let his pants go slithering down his skinny legs.

"Hmmm," she murmured, staring down at the enlarging lump under his shorts as Jerry's face turned beet red.

Jerry couldn't breathe. His heart was beating a mile a minute, pumping more and more blood into his enlarging giant. Sweat was pouring off his forehead as he fearfully stared back at her.

"Uh.I.I think.I think I'm getting.getting an.an erection." he mumbled. "I'm sorry!"

"That's.uh.okay. Never mind. It happens some time," she said, trying to keep the stern look on her face. "Let me see.show me where it hurts."

Embarrassed beyond human tolerance, he eased his thumbs down under the waistband of his jockeys. Taking a deep cleansing breath, he slowly pushed his shorts down off his half-hard cock. As he did, it uncoiled itself and flopped out into the open, thick and puffy, its big mauve head drooping down at the floor.

"Oh," he heard her gasp, her hand flying to her mouth.

"I'm sorry.sorry," he mumbled, letting go of his shorts and feeling them slide down over his knees.

He felt like such an idiot.standing in front of Mrs. Higgins with his shorts down around his ankles and his giant cock hanging down, lazily swelling and lifting its head up into the air.

"Oh.well, uh, uh, well, let's see them," she stammered, quickly stepping up in front of him. "Have a seat on the exam table."

"Uh, yes.yes, Ma'am," he muttered, stepping over and sliding onto the exam table.

Jerry thought he was going to die of shame as he watched her reach down toward his balls.

"Oh, look how swollen they are," she murmured, cupping them in the palm of her hand and gently lifting them.

Looking down, Jerry couldn't see any difference in the size of his balls now and before the fatal blow. They were a little deeper color of purple, but that was all.

"Uh-huh," he grunted, not wanting to discredit her professional opinion, but knowing that his balls were bigger than the regular garden variety.

She gently squeezed his dangling testicles as his cock continued to grow, hardening as it did.

"Did the ball.hit.hit your penis, uh, too?" she asked him, delicately easing his balls back to their resting place between his legs and curling her hand around the thick shaft of his cock, just below its big, swollen head.

"Uh.I.I don't know.uh.everything down there is kind of numb," he muttered, watching her clench her hand tighter as she slowly ran it down the stiff shaft of his cock.

"Uh.does this hurt?" she asked him when her hand nudged down against his balls.

"No.uh.no, not really," he said, blushing even darker. "It.uh.uh.it feels kinda good!"

"Well, that's a good sign," she said, standing back up, releasing his cock, and taking a step back. "I guess nothing is broken down there."

"Thank goodness," he whewed, looking back down at his jutting giant.

"Does it look swollen to you?" she asked him, staring down at it, too.

"What? What do you mean," he mumbled, not understanding if she meant his hard-on or the size of his cock."

"Does your penis look bigger to you, or is it always that big when it gets hard?" she asked him, with the suggestion of a smile crawling across her full, pinkish-red lips.

"Uh.it.it's always that big.when it.it gets hard, Ma'am," he choked out, his face now the color of a beet.

"Well, it certainly is a large one," she said, turning and walking over to the burnished steel medicine cabinet. "I have some medicine called Arnica that I'm going to put on you."

"What is it?" he asked, watching her bend down as her lab coat stretched tightly across her beautiful ass.

"It is," she said, holding the box up and reading off of it, "Arnica montana tincture is a medicine that has been used for centuries to relieve the aftereffects of falls, blows, sports injuries & overexertion. It makes black & blue marks go away faster & relieves the pain, swelling & stiffness caused by physical trauma."

"Oh," he said, as she held the box upside down and dropped a tube of ointment into her hand.

"But, I'm afraid that it won't do much for the stiffness you have, though," she laughed softly, squeezing out a gob of the stuff into the palm of her hand.

"Huh?" he grunted, not understanding what she meant.

"Your co.uh.your penis," she smiled, pointing down to his cock that was still standing at attention, pointing its purple head straight up at the ceiling.

"Oh," he muttered foolishly, unable to blush any deeper than the purple that now covered his face.

Stepping up in front of him, she leaned down and gently cupped his aching balls in the palm of her hand. Delicately, she began rubbing the slippery salve over his tender balls.

"That stuff is cold," Jerry fussed.

"Sorry, but it'll make them better," she said, continuing to work the gel into his balls.

As she did, Jerry could see down her blouse to her huge, mountainous tits straining to escape the confines of a lacy, black brassiere. The view sent a jolt of electricity sparking through his cock, making it twitch excitedly.

As it did, she glanced up at his face for a moment and smiled when she saw that he was gawking down into her blouse. Then she looked back down at his cock and balls without making any effort to stop him from ogling her big tits.

At last, she delicately eased his big, gel-covered balls back down to their resting place. Then another jolt of excitement fired off down inside his cock as he felt her hand clutch down around his jutting prick and begin to slide up and down it.

Oh, God, oh, God, he feverishly thought. She's jacking me off! Mrs. Higgins is jacking me off! Oh, God, she's going to make me come.

Her gel-slickened fist continued to slowly work up and down his cock, coating it with a covering of the slippery salve as he watched on in stunned shock.

The excitement arcing through his body was quickly becoming too much as he felt the burning down in his aching balls growing hotter and hotter.

"Uh.uh.Mrs. Higgins.gonna.stop or I'm gonna." he groaned out, straining as hard as he could to keep the burning cum inside his balls.

"What.what? Oh.I.I'm sorry," she mumbled, jerking her hand away from his twitching cock just in the nick of time. "I.I didn't."

When she stood up and looked at him, he was surprised to see that she was blushing, too.

"Uh.okay," she said, her voice a little breathless. "You can pull your jeans back up."

"Yes, Ma'am," he answered her, leaning down to pull his shorts up as she clopped over to her desk and sat down.

"I'm going to write you a pass," she said, reaching to the tablet on her desk. "I want you to go home and put ice on your ba.uh.testicles."

"I don't want to freeze them off," he complained, pulling his pants up and buckling them.

"You won't," she laughed. "Get a zip-lock or something like that and put some ice in it. Then place it on your bal.uh.testicles for a few minutes, then take it off until you can stand it again. Keep doing that for the rest of the day.okay?"

"Uh.yeah, I guess, if you say so," he mumbled.

"I say so," she said. "And you'd better do it if you want to have children when you grow up."

"Okay. Okay," he said, zipping up his fly.

"Then," she said, ripping off the sheet and starting to write on a second one, "this one is a pass for this afternoon. And the other is a slip to get you out of PE tomorrow, so you can come back and let me check them out to see how they're doing. Okay?"

"Uh-huh," he muttered, taking the two sheets from her as she handed them to him.

"And I don't want you doing any strenuous activities with it.or them.this afternoon either," she smiled, giving him a knowing wink. "If you know what I mean."

"Huh?" he grunted, wondering if she meant what he thought she meant.

"Now hurry on home," she said, getting up and stepping over to the door, "and get some ice on your balls.uh.I mean testicles."

"Okay," he said, wincing along as she held the door open for him.

After stopping at the Principal's office to show them the pass, Jerry painfully made his way home. Carefully crawling out of his car, he went inside the empty house and prepared the ice pack just as Mrs. Higgins had directed him. Then he winced his way up the stairs to his room.

Pulling his pants and shorts off, he eased down on the bed and put the ice on his aching balls. It was cold, but it felt kinda good, he thought.

Then, as he lay there, his thoughts drifted back to Mrs. Higgins. She was just about the sexiest woman in the whole school, he told himself. She had short, blondish-gray hair that she wore in a kind of disheveled look, that made her look she had just crawled out of bed. Her smoky blue eyes and full lips were enough to make a boy cry, he thought. She had a trim, curvy figure and pretty, long legs, emphasized by the high heels she always wore. He didn't know of any other nurse that wore high heels to work, so that just made her even sexier. But then again, he didn't know that many nurses either. And under her knee length lab coat, she always wore a white blouse and a short, black skirt. But the highlight.or highlights of her body were her mountainous tits. They were definitely the biggest pair in the whole school. And there wasn't a boy in school that wouldn't give their left nut to get a glimpse of the treasures. All in all, she was one more hot nurse, he told himself. And there was the gossip. Gossip about letting the occasional senior ball her. But he thought that was just what it was.gossip!

But he had shown her his cock. Shown it to her and she had jacked him off. Jacked him off and almost made him come. Just thinking about it made his cock slowly begin to harden once again. When she saw his cock, she didn't even flinch. And when she rubbed that Arnica stuff into his balls and cock, he thought she looked like she was enjoying it. Especially when she was jacking her hand up and down his cock. In fact, she looked like she was getting a little carried away. Luckily, or unluckily, depending on your frame of mind, she had stopped just in time, or she would have gotten a face full of cream. He felt a little strange about the whole thing. Her looking at his balls and cock, looking at them and rubbing them, letting him look down her blouse, and her attitude. It was all just so weirdly erotic.

And he was going to get to do it again tomorrow, he told himself. Just the thought of it hastened his cock along its rush to hardness. Wishing he could beat off, he thought back to what she had told him about not doing any 'strenuous activity-if you know what I mean'. Did she really mean not to jack off? That was what she insinuated, he thought. And then winking at him was like.like saying "you know what I mean."

Just then, he heard a timid knock on his door.

"Jerry, Honey, are you in there?" he heard his mother ask.

"Yeah, Mom," he hollered back at her.

"Can I come in?" she said through the door.

"Uh.just a minute," he told her, reaching down and draping the towel he had brought with him over his cock and balls. "Okay."

He watched the door slowly open and his mother peek in.

"Are you okay?" she asked, stepping over to his bed.

"Uh, yeah, why?" he wanted to know.

"Mrs. Higgins called me and told me that you injured yourself," she said, looking down at the bulge under the towel.

"Uh, yeah! I kinda got hit with a football," he blushed.

"Is it okay, now?"

"It.they still hurt a little," he muttered, his face reddening.

"Let me see," she said, still looking down at his towel-covered groin.

"Mother!" Jerry whined.

"I want to see for myself," she ordered him, reaching down for the towel that covered his aching balls.

"Mother, please!" he futilely muttered as he felt her lift the towel off his balls and erect cock.

"OH, MY Lord!" she gasped, staring down at his rock-hard cock and purple balls.

"I'm sorry." he muttered, shoving his hands over the offending trio.

His mother bobbed her head, swallowing hard as she blankly stared down at his hands. Then, as silence reigned, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Move your hands," she said steadily, "I need to see them."

"Mother.this is so embarrassing," he complained, staring up at her in shame.

"Move them," she told him, reaching down and gently pushing at his hands with her fingers.

"Okay, but you told me to."

He slowly lifted his hands up off his cock and balls, dragging the ice pack along with them. When he removed the pack, his big, swollen balls settled back down into the crack between his legs as his mother gaped down at his cock and balls.

"Why.why is it like that?" she wanted to know, ignoring his injured balls and focusing on his stiff cock.

"I don't know." he lied, his face lighting up brightly. "I guess I was.I was thinking about.about Mrs. Higgins."

"Mrs. Higgins?" she exclaimed. "Why she's old enough to be your grandmother!"

"I know," he objected. "But she's pretty.and besides, I have this thing for older women."

"Really? Since when?" she said, standing with her fists on her hips, looking down at him, dividing her attention between his face and his twitching cock.

"Since forever."

"I didn't know that," she fussed, slowly leaning down to closely study his balls. "They look swollen, but other than that, they don't look too bad. How bad do they hurt?"

"Just a little, now," he told her. "Mrs. Higgins put some stuff called arnica on them. It made them feel better, and then she told me to keep ice on them for a couple of hours."

"She touched you down there?" she asked, standing back up.

"Yeah, she rubbed the stuff into my.my, uh, my ball, uh, testicles and my, my co, penis," he was finally able to choke out.

"Did she do anything else?"

"Uh, no," he said, choosing not to tell her about the little hand-job incident.

"And it made them feel better?"

"Yeah, it did."

"Would you like me to put some more on them?" she asked him.

"Huh? We have that stuff? I never saw it before," he grunted, not believing what he had just heard his mother ask him.

She had just asked him if he wanted her to rub his balls and cock! What in the fuck did she expect him to say? What boy wouldn't do anything to get a woman to rub his cock and balls for him? And kill to get his mother to do it.

"One of my friends told me about it," she told him, looking back down at his cock and balls. "And so I bought some. Looks like it was a lucky coincidence.don't you think?"

"Yeah.yeah, it does," he smiled.

"Well.do you want me to put some more on your.uh.uh.your stuff?"

"You don't have to, Mom," he told her.

"I know I don't have to," she smiled down at him, "but if you want me to, I will.if it will make you.your, uh, your stuff feel better."

"Uh, okay," he said, blushing even brighter.

"I'll be right back," she told him, turning and walking toward the door.

Jerry's eyes immediately shot down to her jiggling ass as she stepped across the room. Getting into her panties had been one of his fantasies as far back as he could remember. While she barely fit in his older woman category, being only thirty-six, she was special. She was his mother. And now.now she was going to rub his cock and balls. Maybe, just maybe he could find a way to use this to finally somehow get into her panties.just maybe.

Eagerly awaiting her return, he reached down and gave his cock a few quick jerks to help it maintain its rock hardness. But thinking about what his mother was about to do was really all the incentive it needed as his cock lay on his belly twitching in anticipation. Then, as he heard his mother coming back down the hallway, he jerked his hand away from his cock.

"I've got it," she said holding the tube of ointment out as she strolled across the room.

Jerry's eyes found her bobbling breasts as she stepped up beside his bed. They weren't as big as Mrs. Higgins, but they were bigger than the regular, garden-sized variety of tits.

"This is going to be cold," she said, sitting down on the edge of his bed and squeezing out a dollop of the goo onto her fingers.

"I know.it was cold when Mrs. Higgins put it on today," he said, watching her screw the lid back on the arnica.

"Oh, it was, was it," he mother said, seeming somewhat miffed.

Wonder what she's angry about? I didn't do anything wrong. Or was she mad at Mrs. Higgins for touching me down there. Mad or jealous, he dizzily wondered.

"Okay, here goes," she whispered, easing a hand under his big balls and gently lifting them up.

Then, holding them in one hand, she delicately began to spread the icy goo over his balls with the other hand.

"Damn!" he grunted. "That stuff is even colder than the stuff Mrs. Higgins had."

Watching his mother's long, blond hair jiggle and dance as she rubbed the ointment into his balls, he leaned back and enjoyed the feel of her soft fingertips on his big balls. He couldn't believe it was really happening. Getting his balls rubbed by two women in one day. Fucking fantastic. Even if he had to receive a blow to the balls to effect their attention, he would do it again in a heartbeat.

Reveling in the warm glow emanating from his balls when the arnica started working, he realized that almost all of the pain was now gone.

Finally, he felt his mother ease her hand out from under his balls, letting them nestle back down between his hairy legs. What now, he frantically wondered? Would she.would she do his cock too?

"Did Mrs. Higgins do your.uh.your penis, too?" she asked him.

"Uh.yeah.she did," he muttered, blushing a deeper red.

"What? What did she do?" she wanted to know.

"She.she put her hand around it," he choked out. "Put her hand around it and moved it up and down.like she was, uh, you know.like she was going to jack.jack me off."

"Oh, my.Really? Like she was going to." she said, stopping, unable to finish her sentence.

"Un-huh," he mumbled. "Like she was."

"Like this," she asked, slowly curling her salve-coated hand around his cock and gently clutching it.

Then she began to slowly slide her hot hand up and down the thick shaft of his throbbing cock.

"Uh.yeah, yeah, like that," he groaned, brazenly adding, "but she held it tighter!"

"Like this," she fussed, tightening her grip on his cock.

"Yeah, like that.but faster," he panted.

She began to shuck her hand up and down his cock faster and faster as he groveled under her intimate touch. Jerry could see a sheen of sweat on her upper lip as she jacked her hand up and down his cock. Then he felt it again. That stinging, burning feeling down in his balls. That feeling that preceded an ejaculatory eruption. And this one threatened to be stupendous as his sore balls began to scrunch up closer around his cock.

"Gonna.gonna.gonna come," he gasped, trying to hold it back.

"Do you want me to stop?" she panted, still furiously jerking her hand up and down his cock.

"Ohfuckfuckfuck," he growled out as his hips lurched upward and his cock jerked, sending a giant gob of pearly cum shooting straight up in the air.

As it did, a tickle of pain lanced up from his bruised balls, but was quickly replaced by surges of pleasure as his testicles began to empty themselves out onto his heaving belly.

"I'm sorry.I'm sorry," his mother cried out, but continued to pump her hand up and down his cock as it shot more and more hot, sticky cum up into the air.

"I'm sorry.I'm sorry," he groaned, unable to stop his body's instinctive thrusting while his cock drained itself.

Finally, with one last feeble spurt, the last little gush trickled out of his cock and ran down to coat his mother's fingers with its sticky heat as it immediately began to shrink and die in her hand.

With a sob, she reached over and grabbed the towel. Spreading it over his cock and balls, she leapt up and dashed across the room. Without a word, she hurried through the doorway, leaving Jerry alone in his mortification.

God, he told himself. She had just beat him off. His mother had jacked him off. On the one hand he felt guilt-stricken that he had let it happen, but on the other hand, it had been the wildest thing that had ever happened to him. How many boys could say that they had gotten a hand job from their mother?

Twice.twice in one day, two women had, had his cock and balls in their hot hands. Un.fucking.believable!

Laying on his bed, basking in the warm afterglow of his eruption, he wiped away the gooey mess on his belly and then folded the towel in half with the cummy mess tucked inside. Several moments later, he heard his parents talking as they came down the hallway toward his room. Quickly covering himself, he watched his mother and father walk into his room.

"So," his father said, with an amused look on his face. "I hear you took one for the team today."

"Yeah, I guess," Jerry grumbled annoyed that his father was such an insensitive slob.

"Bill, don't be so crude," he heard his mother fuss at his father. "He could have been hurt real bad."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," his father laughed. "Taking one in the balls could change your whole perspective on life and marriage."

"Bill, I'll swear," his mother complained, "sometimes you can be so gross."

"Well, it could," he snickered. "Hope your family jewels get to feeling better."

With that, his father shuffled out of the room, leaving Jerry and his mother alone.

"I'm sorry about while ago," she whispered, holding a bag of ice out to him. "Here's some more ice for them."

"I'm sorry, too, Mom," Jerry said, speaking softly. "And thanks for the ice."

"You're welcome," she smiled. "Do you want me to put some more arnica on them later?"

"Sure, Mom, sure," he grinned up at her, his heart doing flip-flops down inside his chest.

"But not all the way, like this afternoon," she said, frowning. "Okay?"

"Okay, Mom, whatever you say," he said, disappointed in the last little attachment she had thrown in.

"I'll bring you some supper in a little bit," she told him, turning and walking toward the door.

Was it his imagination, or was she swinging her cute, little butt with just a little more animation? Probably not, he dejectedly told himself. It was probably just the hormones raging through his blood stream, teasing him and making him think wicked thoughts about her.

Jerry had supper in bed, keeping the ice pack on his quickly healing balls until it was bedtime. Then, he heard his mother and father out in the hallway. She was telling him that she was going to check on him and she would be back shortly. Not too shortly, he giddily hoped, peeling the towel off his cock and balls that he had already prepared for her by making it hard.

Watching, he saw her quickly step through the door and close it behind her, spinning the lock shut. Then, she turned and looked over at him.

"Jerry Atwood," she whispered loudly, staring down at his big, hard cock and dangling balls. "Does it stay hard all the time? Maybe you have priapism."

"No, Mom," he smiled. "I was just thinking about you.and what you were going to do.I couldn't stop it.it just happened. Sorry."

"Maybe this isn't such a good idea," she mumbled, stepping over to his bed, her big tits jiggling and bobbling as they thrust out against the thin material of her house robe.

"But, Mom, it makes them feel so much better," he whined.

"Oh, okay," she said, sitting down on the edge of the bed and squeezing out a gob of the ointment onto her fingers.

Quickly, she reached over and lifted his big nuts out of the crack between his legs. Then, she began to smear the gooey salve over his scrotum.

"Oh, that stuff is still cold," he winced, watching her spread the goo all over this balls.

"Sorry," she muttered, watching his cock twitch and jump.

"I really shouldn't be doing this," she fussed. "It's making you far too excited. I'm your mother and I shouldn't be making you excited like this."

"But you're making me feel so good," he said softly.

"I know," she murmured. "Maybe too good."

At last, she eased his goo-covered balls back down to their resting place between his legs. Then, she looked up at his face, with a questioning look. Finally, looking back down at his twitching cock, she eased her salve-coated fingers under his cock and wrapped her fist around it.

"Oh, yes, Mother," he groaned as she began to stroke her hand up and down the thick shaft of his giant prick.

"Just a little," she breathlessly whispered.

Watching the bobble of her breast under the gown as she worked her hand up and down his cock, he could see that she was breathing faster. And her black pupils were dilating larger as her hand squeezed down around him harder.

He could feel it. The burn was just starting. Then suddenly, with a gasp, his mother jerked her hand away from his cock.

Quickly standing up, she shook her head from side to side and took a deep, shuddering breath.

"That's enough for tonight," she said, leaning down over him and giving a little peck on the cheek.

But as she did, Jerry's eyes shot down inside her gown to her beautiful, dangling breasts. They were gorgeous.fantastic.two of the seven wonders of the world, he giddily thought as she raised back up, seeing his eyes had been feasting on her breasts.

"Oh, for goodness sakes," she muttered, clutching her gown together in her fist as she twirled and rushed across the room.

She was gone before Jerry could even say good night, but the view had been worth it as his hand shot down to his cock and quickly finished the job she and her hand had started.

Waking the next morning, he ran his hand down to his balls. Gently squeezing them, he was surprised that there was hardly any pain left. Just a tiny bit of tenderness and he could easily live with that. It was probably all of the arnica and tender, loving care they had received yesterday from his mother and Mrs. Higgins.

Dressing, he hurried off to school, eagerly awaiting his appointment with Mrs. Higgins.

Time seemed to crawl by like a herd of turtles, but at last it was time.time to revisit yesterdays melodrama, he hoped.

Finally, he gave his note to Mr. Howard and headed off for Nurse Higgin's office. As he stepped into the waiting room, he saw that the door to her office was open and she was sitting behind her desk smiling up at him.

"Good afternoon, Jerry," she called out to him. "Flip the placard to busy and come on it.and close the door behind you."

"Uh, okay," he grinned, quickly stepping over, flipping the sign and closing the door behind him.

"So how are they hanging?" she asked him, rolling her chair back away from her desk.

Before he could speak, he watched her legs part momentarily as she lifted one up over the other. But when she did, his eyes shot down to her crotch just in time to catch just a flash of bare flesh between her legs. SHE DIDN'T HAVE ANY PANTIES ON, he feverishly told himself. Nurse Higgins wasn't wearing any panties. His heart began to pound, pumping a gush of blood into his cock, hardening it and stiffening it as it did.

"What?" she smiled up at him as he stared down at her with silver-dollar eyes, his mouth hanging open like he was some imbecilic cretin.

"Uh, I.Oh.I.you." he muttered foolishly.

Then she reached out and slowly pulled the center drawer of her desk open.

"Were these what you were looking for," she asked, reaching down with her fingertip and pulling out a pair of frilly, black panties.

"Oh.God.Mrs., Mrs. Higgins!" he groaned out, staring at her in shocked disbelief.

Then she dropped the panties back down into the drawer and pushed it closed.

"They're so restricting, you know.I like to let her breathe." she laughed softly. "You don't mind, do you?"

"NO! GOD NO!" he blurted out, watching her lift her leg back up, spreading her legs again as she dropped her high heel back down onto the floor.

Jerry peered down between her legs at the fleshy furrow that brazenly stared back up at him.

"You.you don't have any hair.hair down there," he muttered, gawking down at the meaty rift between her shapely legs.

"No.no, I don't.don't you like it?"

"Yes.God, yes.I love it.it looks so sexy," he groaned.

Then, she quickly stood up and sauntered over to where he stood, shaking in his shoes.

Stepping up in front of him, she gave him a suggestive smile and reached out to his belt buckle.

"Let's see how much progress we've made," she murmured, quickly unthreading his belt through its buckle.

Before he could move, she had his pants unsnapped. But as soon as she unzipped them, his big, hard cock flopped out into the open, as he had chosen not to wear any shorts for his visit to the nurse.

"Oh! I wasn't expecting that," she trilled, letting his pants go slithering down his hairy legs.

"Sorry," he apologized, wondering if he had gone a little too far.

"Don't be.I don't mind," she smiled, reaching down and cupping his big, dangling balls in the palm of her hand. "So how do they feel?"

"Fine," he grinned as she gave them a little squeeze. "Just a tiny bit of tenderness, that's all."

"Does this hurt," she asked, squeezing them a little harder.

"Uh, no, not much.just about like always when they get squeezed," he said, staring down her blouse at her jutting tits.

"Well, that's good to hear," she laughed softly, easing them back down between his thighs and lifting her hand up to his jutting cock.

"Unhhhhh," he groaned as he felt her hot hand curl itself around the shaft of his twitching prick.

"Well, how would you like to give them a little test?" she asked him, letting go of his cock and stepping over to the exam table.

With a shrug of her shoulders, she let her long, white lab coat slip off her shoulders. Leaning over she swept it up and draped it over her desk.

He breathlessly watched her quickly unbutton her blouse and crawl up on the exam table. Listening to the crackle and rustle of the paper covering the table, he watched her roll over onto her back. It was then that he noticed that the table now had stirrups on it. They hadn't been there yesterday.

"What? What do you mean?" he asked, hoping that his eighteen years of virginity might be coming to a glorious end inside Nurse Higgins cunt.

Maybe he had finally found the woman that would take his eight inches and deflower it with her pussy.

"Give them a test run and see if they still work." she grinned, pulling up her short, black skirt to reveal her bald pussy.

Then he watched her kick off her high-heels. He thought he would explode any second as she lifted her legs and settled her heels down into the shiny, silver stirrups.

"Ever done it this way?" she chirped, spreading her legs and fingering the thick, meaty lips of her cunt apart.

And as she did, a gush of clear juice poured out of it, trickling down onto the paper sheeting, making a big wet stain on it.

"No.No.way.Mrs. Higgins.I never.never." he groaned staring down at her pussy.

"Never! You've never? You're a virgin?" she asked, in open mouthed wonder. "An eighteen-year-old virgin with the cock the size of a horse? This is too good to be true."

"Yes.yes, Ma'am," he grunted, standing, staring down at her gaping cunt as his giant cock bobbed up and down excitedly.

Raising herself up on her elbows, she reached to her bra and pulled it down under her big tits. They were huge. Huge with big, puffy nips that were so hard, they looked like they would burst if he touched them.

God, she must be so hot, he feverishly told himself, watching her tweak her big bulging nipples between her fingers and thumbs.

"Welllll," she murmured, dropping her hands down to her pussy and spreading it wide open for him. "We don't have all day.are you going to bring that thing over here and fuck me with it or what?"

"God, Yes!" he grunted, shuffling over to the table where she lay, spread and waiting for him.

She grabbed hold of his cock with the fingers of both hands, pulling and guiding it down to the wet, drooling pit between her legs.

Fitting the oozing, tapered tip of his cock-head onto the juice-slickened opening of her cunt, she looked up at him expectantly.

This was it, he told himself, holding onto her thighs and pushing his big cock down into the hot, sucking mush of her pussy.

"Ohhh, Mrs. Higgins," he gushed, easing his cock deeper and deeper into the clutching heat of her hot pussy.

"Connie.Connie.honey.call me Connie." she gushed, locking her tight pussy down around his giant prick. "Connie."

"Connie.oh.Connie," he grunted.

"Ahhhhhhhyeessssss," she hissed softly, letting go of his cock and letting it slide down into the slippery channel of her cunt.

At last.at last, he wasn't a virgin anymore, he giddily told himself.he was fucking a woman.a real woman.a beautiful, older woman.the perfect kind.

Then he was in her. In her all the way up to the hilt with his hairy groin grinding up against her smooth, hairless underbelly.

So this was fucking, he dizzily thought as he began to work his big cock in and out of the tightly clenched opening of her pussy. I love it.love it.love it!

Continuing to hammer his cock into her pussy, he reached up and latched his hands around her big, undulating breasts. Digging his fingers down into the soft, pliant flesh, he squeezed and kneaded them as she thrust her big tits up against his clawing hands. Suddenly, she dropped her feet out of the stirrups and wrapped her soft thighs around his waist as she began digging her heels into his bounding ass. Working his hips back and forth faster, he could hear her softly panting as she pushed her pussy up at his pounding assault.

God, I wish she would give me some homework, he laughingly thought. Hell, I'd stay up all night long doing it.

In and out, in and out, his juice-slickened prick sloshed, filling her gluttonous womanhood with its hardness.

Connie.she wanted him to call her by her first name.Connie, he thought as he fucked her. Was this the start of something bigger?

The examining table was rocking and shaking, the paper under her back crinkling and make all sorts of weird sounds as he hammered his cock into her.

This was school, he deliriously thought. They were fucking at school. All the other students and teachers were meandering around them, completely oblivious to the fact that he was fucking the school nurse. Fucking the goddamned school nurse. Fucking Mrs. Higgins, the fucking sexiest broad on campus and no one knew a thing about it.

But then, he felt the burn begin down deep inside his balls as they slapped up against her smooth, upturned butt.

Fucking.fucking was everything he thought it would be.and more.much, much more!

Suddenly, he felt her thighs tighten around his waist as her heels dug into his ass, shoving him deeper into the clutching hole between her legs. Her head flew back and she gave out a long, gasping groan as her butt began to quiver and shake.

Oh, My, God, he groaned to himself. She must be coming. She was coming. He made her come, he deliriously thought as he felt a gush of hot juice spew out around his cock, spilling down onto his balls, coating them with warm, clinging juice. She's putting more stuff on my balls, and this time it isn't arnica. It's nice, warm pussy juice.

He had made her come on his very first try. The very first time he had fucked a woman, and he had made her come. He was the King.the Master.the King of Cum.he giddily thought to himself as she continued to writhe and groan.

Finally, he felt her begin to relax and ease back down onto the table.

"Oh.God," she gasped, unlocking her thighs from around his waist and lifting her heels back up to the stirrups. "That was fucking awesome.I think you're well."

"But.but I haven't tested them, yet," he panted, beginning to work his hips back and forth again.

"Do it! See if they work! Fuck me! Fill my pussy up with your hot cum!" she blathered out, clawing at him and urging him to fuck her again. "Come.Come, so I can feel your hot juice inside me."

Grabbing hold of her thighs for leverage, Jerry began to pound his cock into her like there was no tomorrow.there was only today and he had to have it all today. He couldn't hold anything back for another day.this was it.there was no tomorrow.

Then the burn blossomed again. This time it was hotter and more fiery. He wouldn't last. This was it.he was about to come in her pussy. Come and dump his load of cum into the hot, sucking hole between her legs.

"Ahhhwwwwsheeittttt!" he groaned as his cock exploded down inside her.

He had never felt anything like it as her clutching pussy collapsed down around his spewing giant. This was what he had been born for, he joyously told himself. This was now his new goal in life. He was going to fuck every woman he could from now on. His cock continued to lurch and jerk down inside the sucking mush of her hot pussy as she groveled under him, taking every spurt of his cummy load into her pussy.

"Oh.oh.oh no." she garbled out, arching her back and thrusting her pussy up on his spewing cock.

With her feet in the stirrup, she used them for even more leverage, grinding her hairless groin against his as their bodies met and became one. One lewd, fucking writhing mass of sweaty flesh.

At last, he was finished, completely and totally drained of semen and energy as he staggered back, dragging his cum-coated cock out of her pussy. Then he watched on in satiated bliss as her pussy, still stretched wide open issued out a stream of his pearly, white cum, letting it drip down onto the paper sheeting covering the table. How many times has this scene repeated itself, he wondered staring down at the puddle of gooey semen that was growing between her outstretched legs.

"God," she groaned, slowly lifting her feet out of the silver stirrups and dropping them down onto the floor. "Fantastic."

"Yeah, it was fucking awesome," he grinned, reaching down and slowly pulling his pants back up his legs.

"Yes, it was 'fucking' awesome," she mimicked him, standing up.

Turning, she reached down and with one swipe, jerked a new covering of paper down over the table as she ripped off the soiled one, wadded it and tossed it into the garbage pail.

Then as he stuffed his cum-drenched cock back into his pants, she stepped over to her desk. Opening the drawer, she plucked her panties out of it. As he watched on in amusement, she quickly stepped into them and pulled them up her long, shapely legs. Once they were returned to their rightful place, she smiled and pushed her short, black skirt down over them.

"You look tired," she grinned, sitting down behind her desk and grabbing her tablet. "So I'll write you out an excuse for the rest of the day. We wouldn't want you to overwork them, now would we?"

"No.no.Ma'am.Mrs., uh, Connie," he stammered, watching her write out the excuse and sign it with a flourish.

"And by the way," she said to him as she handed him the paper, "my husband, Tom is going to leave for a softball tournament tomorrow around nine. And if you like, you could come over around ten or so and we could give your boys a few more tests.you know, just to make really sure.if you're up to it!"

"Damned straight."he laughed. "I'll be there with bells on."

"No use to dress up," she giggled. "Just bring your man and his boys."

Jerry couldn't believe his luck. His first piece of pussy and now he was being invited over to her house for a whole day of fucking. Un.fucking.believable.

"Well, I'll see all of you boys," she said, reaching down and rubbing his cock through his pants, "tomorrow!"

"Yes, Ma'am," he grinned reaching out and giving her big tit a squeeze.

"Oh, I guess I'd better cover them up," she laughed pulling her brassiere up over them and buttoning her blouse as he departed.