The Compassionate Night Nurse

The Compassionate Night Nurse
copyright 2001 by Stormbringer
Revised 2009


Lisa Stevens walked into the hospital room looking at the patient that had
come out of his coma earlier in the day. His entire upper body was bandaged.
His arms were broken and in traction. Eye and mouth slits pierced the man's
wrapped head.

The poor thing had been in a horrible car accident several days earlier. His
car had struck another head on and then gone over an embankment, crashing on
the edge of a small lake. Luckily, he hadn't been wearing a seat belt and
was thrown from the car by the explosion. He had suffered from horrible
burns over his upper body, broken both arms,  and a concussion that had left
him comatose for 58 hours.

Lisa looked at him, her eyes tearing up with compassion. She would say a
prayer for John tonight before slipping into bed beside her husband Edgar. She hadn't
been a nurse long and John was the most tragic patient she had seen.

Lisa pulled the covers off John's legs and lifted
up his gown as she turned to squeeze out a sponge. She turned back and
froze, staring at John's crotch. Gray hair under John's navel formed an
arrow pointing straight towards an incredibly large penis. Soft, it was longer
and thicker then Edgar's. It dangled between his legs elevated by two
equally large testicles splayed out on the matress. She had given over a dozen men sponge baths and
none of their penises compared with John's.

Lisa began running the sponge down his legs, staring at his huge penis the
whole time. She ran the sponge over his abdomen and then down his huge
penis. As she stroked it, his penis grew until it was rising up off the
mattress. It continued to grow, rising off his testicles until it was
pointing towards the ceiling at least twelve full inches long and as thick
as her wrist. It stood proudly, wavering for close to a minute before falling with a
thud on John's stomach.

Being new at the hospital, Lisa had pulled the night shift. It cut into her
time with Edgar since they had conflicting shifts and they rarely saw each
other. Lisa was 24 and had been married two years. She and Edgar had tried
to start a family right after their wedding, but it had turned out Edgar had
a low sperm count and it was doubtful she would conceive with him. Now they rarely
had sex, which was fine with her since she found it unrewarding and messy in
the first place. Now staring at John's foot long monstrosity, she wondered
if she had been missing out on something.

"Whatsss name?" John hissed out through his teeth, obviously in pain.

"Lisa."

"Call me John."

"I know John. Just let me finish your bath." Lisa reached out and grabbed
the shaft of his penis and ran the sponge down the hard, thick length. Even
wearing the glove, it felt warm in her hand and it throbbed with each beat
of his heart. The head turned an angry red and swelled up even larger.
Reluctantly, she finished and released it.

"Please, I need relief," said the man. "Look at my cock."

His giant penis was hard as a rock and it laid flat against his stomach. The
big, bulbous head reached all the way to his bandages which ended above the
man's navel. It was swollen and covered in puffy blue veins. The head was
now bigger then a golf ball. "Does it hurt?" she asked taking off her gloves

"Yesss," hissed the man. "It hurtss. I need to cum."

"I'm sorry," she said.

"Help me," he pleaded.

"What can I do?"

"Sssuck it."

Lisa crinkled her nose in disgust. "I'm married," she said holding up her
hand to show the ring. "and I don't do that, even for my husband."

"Then jerk me off."

"I said, I'm married."

"Not cheating to ssstroke it. Please help me. It hurtsss," the man said
writhing his hips. "It help pain. Pleassse"

Lisa's mother had died in child birth and as soon as she was old enough, she
was cooking for her drunken father and cleaning the house. She was fourteen
when he hit her for the first time telling her he had wanted a boy. She left
several years later when he broke her arm and went to live with an uncle.
Her father, Chuck had completely destroyed her self esteem and it took years
to recover.

Like many children of alcoholics, Lisa had a deep desire to be loved. She
was eager to please and had a problem saying no. Many people, both friends
and strangers walked all over her. Seeing the man writhe in pain broke
Lisa's heart. "What do I do?"

"Just ssstroke it."

"Alright, if it helps you recover, but I'm wearing a glove."

Lisa retrieved her surgical gloves and pulled them on her hands. She
couldn't believe she was actually going to do this, but then she had never
seen a man who needed to get off this bad. John wasn't expected to pull
through and if she could do this one small thing to help a dying man, she
would. She decided to just be impassionate and stroke him off. It shouldn't
last more then a few minutes.

Lisa wet her glove with some liquid soap from the restroom and returned to
John's side. She grabbed the root of his big penis and pulled it upright.
She grabbed the head with her right hand and slid it down to the root. She
moved her hand back up and began stroking him.

"Yesss," hissed John.

"You like this?" she asked smiling at him. "Is this making you feel better?"

"Yesss, feelsss good. Ssstroke that big cock."

Lisa quit talking after that and stared at his huge penis...no cock. Cock
seemed more appropriate for something so big. His cock outlasted her arm and
she switched as she rapidly stroked him and then switched back as her left
arm tired quickly.

After about fifteen minutes John's cock seemed to grow even larger, the head
hardening and the veins swelling up. She leaned forward, fascinated just as
his pee-slit opened and spit out a huge wad of sperm.

Lisa closed her eyes just as the long strand of sperm splattered across her
face. She held them closed and scrunched her face, keeping her eyes shut and
her mouth closed as another hot wad splattered on her lips and chin.
Lisa opened her eyes when she felt it was safe in time to see a jet of sperm
shoot up three inches before falling down the sides of his cock. Sperm
continued to flow out of the head reminding her of lava from a volcano. She stroked
forwards a couple times to milk the rest of his sperm out before running to
the bathroom.

The pungent aroma of his sperm assaulted her nose. She held her mouth shut
for fear of sperm dripping into her mouth. She hadn't expected a baptism,
her face was over a foot from his cock head when he came.

She looked in the mirror and quickly cleaned herself up. Sperm was in her
hair and some had stained her collar. She made sure it was all gone before
breathing through her mouth again.

Lisa returned to his side after cleaning herself. John's cock had shrunk to
about eight inches and his crotch area was surrounded by liquefying sperm.
She cleaned the mess up with the sponge before leaving. He was breathing
heavily having passed out from the exertion.

********************

The next night Lisa came back into John's room late at night to check up on
him. He was sleeping, which was good for him. Her eyes watered as she
looked at him. X-rays had shown internal tissue damage and his outlook was
worsening every day. He was slowly dying. She didn't regret helping the poor soul out with a hand
job in the least bit. In fact, she had a strong desire to see his huge cock
again.

Because of the body cast, a nurse had just tied a gown around his waist for
modesty. Lisa pulled down the covers and lifted the gown. His huge cock
rested lazily across one leg. She reached out and caressed the shaft.
John's cock hardened, rising up off his leg and moving up towards his navel.
She grabbed it and pulled forward so that it was pointing towards the
ceiling. Lisa took her eyes off his cock and looked up at John. His eyes
were now open and staring at her through the bandages. "I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to wake you."

"It'sss ok. What are you going to do 'bout it?"

For some reason, Lisa had put a small bottle of hand lotion in her pocket.
She took it out and poured large dollops onto both her hands. She grabbed
his cock again with both slick hands and began jerking him. "Feel good?"

"Yesss Lisssa. You make me feel good. It'sss the only thing that helpsss
me."

"Well anything that helps you get better John. I'll do this for you every
night if it helps you."

"It doesss, it doesss," he assured her.

Lisa had studied therapeutic touch, but this wasn't mentioned in her class.
She had forgone the gloves this time and she loved how hot the cock felt in
her hands. Lotion squeezed between her fingers and she gripped his cock
tightly, stroking him quickly.

Lisa looked for the tell-tale signs of approaching orgasm. She was smart
this time, making sure the head was pointed away from her face. Once again,
like a volcano it erupted shooting a large wad of sperm a foot into the air.
In a way, she missed feeling it splatter on her face, but this way she got
to see it in all it's glory, and there was no mess to clean off her.

John was sleeping peacefully again, even before his cock quit cumming. Lisa
smiled down at him and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. Large amounts of
cum had leaked down over her hands. She brought one up to her face and
inhaled deeply. There was something about the smell that was primal. It was
a smell that could only be associated with a man. She inhaled again before
cleaning up. When she was done, she grabbed a towel and went to clean John
off.

********************

Two nights later, Lisa entered the room and immediately saw John's eyes
focus on her. He had relapsed the day before falling back into a short coma.
She had missed giving him his special therapy the night before and was
delighted to see his cock rising up under his gown the minute he saw her.

"Niccce to sssee you," he said.

"You too. I missed you last night," she said as she lifted the gown up and
began pouring lotion onto her hand.

"You like jerking off my cock don't you Lisssa?" he asked as she started to
stroke it.

"I do enjoy it, except for the mess."

"Put your lipsss around the head then. You can ssspit it out later. No
messs."

The thought of putting a man's penis in her mouth disgusted her, but she
replied, "I'll think about it."

John lasted along time again, but soon enough his cock head was swelling up.
Lisa made up her mind and bent down opening her jaw wide enough to let the
head into her mouth.

"Yesss," moaned John thrusting his hips so that the head slid back and forth
between her lips.

Lisa wondered what it would be like to feel him cum inside her vagina as the
first wad hosed the back of her mouth, completely filling it. The amount
caught her off guard and sperm dribbled out her lips and down her chin,
staining her blouse worse then the first time.

She gulped, accidentally swallowing some of his hot sperm. Horrified, she
pulled his cock out of her mouth letting the rest spray all over her face.

A few minutes later, she looked at herself in the mirror. Sperm covered her
face and filed her nostrils with its pungent aroma. She inhaled deeply
again. It hadn't really tasted that bad. Her tongue flickered out and licked
some off her chin. No, not bad at all, though it was better hot straight out
of his cock. She lapped some more up before cleaning up.

********************

"I wan't to sssee you," said John the next night.

"What?"

"Pleassse, I haven't seen a woman in ssso long."

Lisa looked at him and then went to check the hall. It was empty, the only
other nurse was doing paperwork and would be busy all night. She shut the
door and began stripping beside John.

Lisa had a sexy, young body. Her breasts were full and proud. She had a
thin, flat belly and full hips. No man besides Edgar had ever seen her nude
before and as she removed her bra, she was surprised to see how big and
puffy her nipples were. She had been trying to deny it, but each time she
did this her panties were getting soaked. They were soaked now as she pulled
them down.

John couldn't turn to see her, but his eyes were flickering back and forth
in anticipation. Lisa climbed up on the bed and straddled his legs, sitting
up on her knees so that he could see her entire body. She closed her eyes
from shyness as he took in all her youthful beauty.

She opened them again when he sobbed. "You're ssso beautiful. Jussst like my
wife."

"Your married?" she asked alarmed that she was jerking off a married man.

"Widowed," he replied. "It'sss been ssso long since a woman did this for
me."

"Glad I could help. Do you really think I'm beautiful?"

"God, yesss."

Good, only my husband has seen me nude before."

"He doesssn't know how lucky he isss."

'No, he doesn't,' thought Lisa. She straddled his hips and began stroking
off John's cock. The poor man's eyes were staring down over the bandages at
her breasts and then down to his cock superimposed over her pubic hair.

Lisa found her own crotch was sliding forward as she jerked him off. She
moved forwards angling her crotch up until his shaft was resting against her
labia. She pushed her labia against the root of his cock as she stroked him.
It felt so good and was so erotic that what happened next caught her off
guard. An incredible feeling grew in her womb as she pressed her crotch into
John's shaft. The feeling grew as she speeded up her hands along John's
shaft and her orgasm exploded just as his cock did. Sperm shot up striking
her chin as she moaned with pleasure from her first orgasm. More sperm
splattered on her breasts and belly.

"Yesss," said John staring at her.

Lisa stared back at him as she scooped up a wad of sperm off her nipple and
licked it off her finger. John moaned at the sight and moaned again as she
slid down and took the end of his cock into her mouth, jerking out the
remaining sperm. She bobbed her head over a couple inches until she was sure
it was dry, swallowing the last drop.

"God, thank you Lisssa," he moaned.

"No, thank you John. I’ve never cum before. It was wonderful."

*******************

John was wheezing worse then ever the next night from his burnt lungs. He
was getting worse despite her best efforts. "Pleassse sssuck it," he begged
his eyes pleading with her.

Lisa bent over the bed and pulled his hard cock off his stomach. "What do I
do?" she asked.

"Lick it," he said.

Lisa gently placed her lips against the hard head and kissed it. Her tongue
flickered out across the pee-slit. She licked around the head then down
around the crown.

"Now the ssshaft," said John moaning as her tongue slid down his rod. "Tell
me you love my cock, Lisssa. I need to hear you sssay it."

"I love your big cock, John. I've never encountered anything quite like it.
I'm going to take your big cock in my mouth now. I haven't even done this
for my husband. You’re the first John."

Lisa parted her lips and pushed down letting the head enter her mouth just
as John said, "Thatsss becaussse your husssband isssn't a real man. Only a
real man can pleassse a hot ssslut like you, Lisssa."

His words made Lisa angry, partially because she knew they were true. A
fresh wave a lubrication coated her thighs when he called her a slut. For
some reason his insults turned her on and she doubled her efforts.

Lisa pushed down letting the head slide into her throat. She gagged, but
tried again, finding it easier as her throat stretched out to accommodate
him. She managed half his cock and ended up jerking off half while bobbing
her head rapidly over the other half. John just bucked his hips wildly until
his cock swelled up and he exploded deep in her throat, sending sperm
straight into her belly.

Lisa let the first couple of large wads fill her belly before moving her
head up so that she could taste him. Her mouth filled twice and she
swallowed every drop. She jerked the remaining sperm out of his cock and into
her mouth, rolling it around on her tongue before swallowing.

She covered him up and went on about her rounds. Lisa returned later when
John should have been asleep. Instead she found him teary eyed staring a the
ceiling. "What's wrong?"

"I'm not going to make it, Lisssa," he said.

"Never give up hope, John," she said running her hand down his bandaged
cheek. "If there's anything I can do that I'm not doing for you already..."

"There isss one thing, but you can't help me."

"What's that John?"

"I want my genesss to live on."

"I don't understand."

"I want a child. Do you have children, Lisssa?"

"No, we've tried, but my husband has a low sperm count."

"Let me give you a baby, Lisssa."

"You know I can't John, I'm married," she said backing out of the room.

His request insinuated its way into her mind filling her thoughts. She
wanted a baby more then anything and more and more, it looked like Edgar
wasn't going to give her one. Here might be her one chance to conceive a
child. Lisa tossed and turned all night in bed. John's request came at her
most fertile time of the month and her body was a mass of raging hormones.
Just the thought of John's seed spraying into her womb had her soaking the
sheets. Lisa rolled over and straddled her husband.
Edgar was surprised and delighted.

********************

"Lisssa, Isss that you?"

Lisa had just shut the door. She quickly unbuttoned her jacket and was
removing her bra as she climbed on the bed straddling John. Lisa was wearing
a nurse's skirt and had foregone panties. She pulled his already hard cock
up and kneeled over him, pointing the head at the entrance to her vagina.
She wouldn't need lubrication, she was soaked already.

Lisa and John both moaned as she took several inches into her vagina. He was
so thick, even a few inches felt better then her husband. She felt another
orgasm build and her legs started shaking. They collapsed and she slid down,
impaling herself on John's entire cock.

It triggered the orgasm which traveled through her body like a tidal wave.
It was nothing like the little one he had given her before. This was a
mind-numbing orgasm that left her craving more.

Lisa recovered and began riding John's cock, controlling the speed and depth
of penetration. Incredibly, his cock gave her even more orgasms.

"Your pussssy'sss ssso hot and tight, Lisssa. Ain't you ever been fucked
before?"

"No, not like this. Fuck me John. Fuck my pussy. I need a real man's cock to
give me a baby."

"You big cock loving ssslut, married to a wussss. I wisssh I wasssn't in
traction. I'd give you the fucking you need sssso bad."

"I wish you weren't too John," she said crying out in orgasm.

John's cock was incredible. It was so big and hard. Lisa felt completely
full and she wanted to feel his cock in her forever. She rode his cock with
wild abandon, diddling her clit as she bounced up and down his shaft,
triggering orgasm after orgasm. She had no idea sex could ever be this good
and couldn't imagine what it would be like if John was in control, crushing
her beneath him as he pounded his mighty cock into her pussy.

All the orgasms he had given her were nothing compared to the one she had
when his cock erupted in her pussy. She had to squeeze her mouth shut to
keep from screaming in pleasure as his seed sent millions of sperm to
assault her fertile young womb.

********************

Lisa returned towards morning and mounted him again. She fucked him every
day that week except for her days off and when she was off, she wished she
were fucking him.

Lisa was leaning forward on several inches of his cock, bracing her arms
against the metal bar on the side of the hospital bed. She couldn't touch
his torso as the pain from the burns had made him pass out the last time she
tried it. She had pushed one puffy nipple through the hole in the bandages
for his mouth and John was sucking on it like a baby.

She leaned back groaning with pleasure, impaling herself on his entire rod.
She was sitting there just enjoying the feeling of satisfaction she got from
being fully penetrated when John said, "Lisssa, I'm getting worssse."

"I know," she said sobbing. Lisa wasn't sure if she was upset for him or for
the fact that she would lose his fat, pussy pleaser.

"I want to fuck your sssexy assss."

"What? No way John, you're too big."

"Isssn't it cussstomary to give a dying man..." He broke off as a fit of
coughing wracked his body. "a last request."

Lisa was filled with compassion for the poor man. "Alright John, if that
will make you happy." Reluctantly, she pulled herself off his cock and
climbed out of the bed. She retrieved some hand lotion from her clothes and
opened the bottle. Lisa coated her finger and reached between her legs
resting her slick finger against her anus.

Lisa rubbed around her anus, coating it with lotion. It slowly opened for
her as she exerted pressure against it and she inhaled sharply as her
finger slipped in.

When she felt it was well lubricated, she walked over to the bed and held
John's cock up. It glistened with her juices, but more lubrication certainly
wouldn't hurt. She emptied the bottle over the head of his cock, watching
the lotion slowly slide down the shaft. When it was completely covered she
climbed back up onto the bed.

This time, Lisa faced his feet. She kneeled over his crotch and reached
under her legs. She grabbed his slippery cock and pulled it erect, bending
it forward as she backed her ass into the head.

Lisa positioned his cock head against her anus and pushed back. A wave of
pain shot up through her body from her ass as his cock-head entered her. It
felt like she was shoving a golf ball up her ass. She relaxed, letting the
pain fade before pushing the head further up her ass, wincing again as the
thick part under the crown entered her. Eventually, the pain faded and Lisa
was able to take more of his cock, but no more then eight inches. She began
riding his cock, the pain turning to pleasure as she began to enjoy her
first ass fucking.

Only a true ssslut would take a cock up her asss, Lisssa," he said wheezing
worse then ever.

Having eight thick inches of cock shoved up her ass did make her feel like a
slut. "It's true John. I'm a slut for your big cock. I'm your slut." With
that, his cock erupted inside her ass, hosing her insides with his sperm.

*******************

Sometimes women seem to have a sixth sense about things. When Lisa woke up
late the next afternoon, she looked at herself in the mirror and thought she
looked radiant, her face seemed to glow. A slow grin formed on her face as
she realized she must be pregnant. John had sent so much sperm into her womb
this last week that she couldn't imagine not being pregnant. She was beaming
as she dressed for work then the sickness came and she just made it to the toilet to vomit.
Unpleasant as that was, she was now certain she was pregnant.

Lisa was happy as she arrived at the hospital. John had been he best thing
to ever happen to her. She would get a baby and John's genes would live on
in their child. Edgar  would never know it wasn't his.

The hospital was still well-staffed at the beginning of her shift and as she
walked up to the head nurse, she noticed a cop coming out of John's room.
Lisa waited until the cop left and asked the head nurse. "What was that
about?"

The nurse didn't look up from her paperwork as she said, "The police have
filed manslaughter charges against John. The woman he hit died and his blood
test came back with a .18 alcohol content."

Lisa felt sick to her stomach. Her happy mood evaporated as she realized she
was carrying a drunk’s baby, a criminal's baby...a murderer's baby.

She walked into John's room. He was wheezing bad, his time almost up. He was
probably better off dying anyway. If he survived he would probably get life
in prison for a drunk driving manslaughter. Lisa stared into John's eyes,
they were unfocused as he faded.

"By the way," said the nurse behind her. "The cops finally pulled his
license plate out of the lake. Our John Doe isn't named John after all and
his license had already been suspended for DUI, that's why we couldn't
identify him." The nurse left.

The vin number and car registration had been destroyed in the fire. He had
claimed amnesia, but it was probably a lie to throw the cops off. Lisa
remembered him telling her that she reminded him of his wife. How could a
man with no memory remember his wife?

She grabbed the man's chart to see who he was. The name read Charles
Mitchell...Chuck.

Lisa felt the blood drain from her face as she turned white as a ghost. She
clutched her stomach as she felt ill again and looked into Chuck's eyes.

"Your as big a ssslut as your mother," said her father gasping for breath
before coughing. Lisa could see blood appear on the white bandages under his
mouth. The last thing he said before dying was, "I hope itsss a boy. I
alwasss wanted a boy."

The End


Author’s note: I’m obviously not a big fan of happy endings and some of my stories I think actually have downright evil endings. This is one of them. Did you see the ending coming or was it a surprise? This is my only incest story and I don’t overly care for the genre. I think that all incest stories should be labeled so the reader can avoid them, but that left me with a quandary. If I labeled it as incest at a website, then the ending wouldn’t have been a surprise.