Nurse Joy The addiction begins.

Nurse Joy gives pleasure to Convalescent Home Senior Patients

My name is Joy I am a Registered Nurse I work at a Convalescent Home. I am 43 years old and I am pretty, not drop dead gorgeous just pretty. I have C-cup breasts, a little bit of a belly and a regular sized waist. My best physical feature is my booty. It is quite large. I’m divorced and an organ donor and have two adult children. Overall, I am a good person, normal law-abiding citizen. One last thing about me, I give my patients hand jobs. Sometimes I suck them off, and if I really like you and I am feeling extra horny we may fuck. I started doing it about a year ago. I walked into Mr. Conelly’s room and told him it was time for his meds, and I needed to give him sponge bath it would help him freshen up. Mr. Conelly was a truly kind man. He was a thin 62-year-old with a full head of salt and pepper wavy hair, clean shaven, calm demeanor, soft spoken man. He was a nice-looking older man who was battling a lung condition, his outlook on life was still positive even though he knew that the time he had left was short. I started to give him his sponge bath which I had done a few times before without incident, so I expected the same as I began cleaning him up. I find it easier and quicker to just have them completely nude as opposed to taking off and putting on clothing as I finish washing one part of their body. I closed the curtain around the bed, put on some gloves, and began to bathe Mr. Conelly. We had some small talk as I washed and dried his body as he lay on the bed, he was telling me that I reminded him of his wife, my hands moved down and I began to clean his stomach area just above his penis and testicles. My glove covered hand accidently brushed up against his soft circumcised cock. Mr. Conelly had a nice normal penis. I can’t explain why I decide on this day to do what I did, but today I just felt it would be nice to do something extra special for him to make him feel more like a man, make him feel more attractive, and younger. Truth be told maybe I was feeling a little horny and the combination of a naked man lying in front of me and Mr. Conelly always being sweet and kind brought out the best or should I say worst in me. Mr. Conelly became my first of what ultimately would become numerous patients who I gave a hand job to or sucked them off. He continued recounting how crazy his wife and him were when they were younger and how much he missed her. I made an excuse to get something from the bathroom and went to lock the door to his room. I came back and took off my gloves, grabbed the warm washcloth, and began to clean his penis and testicles. Mr. Conelly’s 62 -year-old penis became immediately erect in my gloveless naked hands which impressed me, at 62 he could still get wood quickly. The head of his circumcised penis reminded me of a hammerhead shark. It was bigger and thicker than his shaft. He was normal size five and half to six inches long. I continued to wash his penis with the washcloth and pretended to be unaware of his erect penis. My bare hand would grab a hold of his manhood, and I would use my other hand to clean his erection with the washcloth as I stroked his cock. Mr. Conelly moaned and then not really understanding what was happening said “Joy?” I told him it’s all right, Mr. Conelly just lay back and pretend I am your wife. He shook his head yes. I began to stroke his hard cock again and I felt Mr. Conelly’s hand reach out and grab my ass. I was surprised that he would do that, and a little turned on that he did, but I did tell him to pretend I was his wife. I then did something that shocked me in the moment, I pulled down my nurse uniform pants and panties to allow him to see, touch, and rub my big ass. That was simply me being horny. I continued to stroke him as his hands found, rubbed, and squeezed my naked booty. Mr. Conelly took one hand and reached between my legs and found my wet slit, I separated my legs for him, and he put two fingers inside of me. I moaned and became distinctly aware of how wet my pussy was as I felt his fingers slide easily back and forth inside my pussy. Mr. Conelly then moaned out Joy I am going to cum his fingers came out of me as he fell back onto the bed, streams of his warm white juice spilling onto my hand and in between my fingers and onto his stomach. I squeezed and milked his cock dry then cleaned the cum off my hands pulled up my pants and wiped the cum off his stomach and got him a glass of water. I told Mr. Conelly to get some rest and drink lots of fluids. As I opened the door to leave Mr. Conelly called out to me and said, “Joy thank you for doing what you did I felt like I was young man again. I turned and looked over at him and saw the heart felt appreciation in his eyes and I said to him “it was my pleasure I’m glad I could do that for you but just so you know I enjoyed it too.” I went back to the nurse’s station and worked on paperwork. I couldn’t deny the heat and wetness I was still feeling inside my panties Mr. Connelly ‘s fingers had gotten me started, wound up, and horny but had not finished me off. I needed to cum myself. I took my break and walked casually to the restroom as I looked around, I was sure everyone knew what I was about to do inside of the staff restroom. I stepped into the restroom locked the door behind me and like a deranged lunatic in heat I yanked down my nurse uniform pants along with my panties to my ankles and my hands immediately found my soaking wet pussy that was ready to orgasm. I stood in front of the mirror in the staff bathroom rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy it felt good, but it wasn’t enough for my depraved pussy. I moved myself and my pussy over to the corner of the long counter in front of the sink I placed my pussy on the corner of the counter and began to use the counter to grind my pussy onto. I could feel the cold hardness of the counter up and inside of me and could see the wet spot my pussy was leaving on the orange counter. As I rode the counter, I rubbed my clit with my hand and used my other hand to brace myself against the wall. It didn’t take long; I forced myself to hold in my scream as my legs trembled and shook from the powerful orgasm I was having. When I had calmed down, I grabbed a handful of paper towels and cleaned up the counter and myself. I went back to work and finished the rest of my shift. That was Monday and I was off Tuesday but would be back to work on Wednesday. I went home thinking that what had happened today was a one-time thing for a nice man little did I know it would become my addiction.