SheepShagger

There for the Taking
2021-02-22 01:35:51 (UTC)

6th Offence

After a fair absence, Matron returned to work at last. I actually felt a bit sorry for her, apparently she had been really unwell and since we were starting to get along so well.
It has been shit busy, and I had really hated redeployment to the wards. No good opportunities for me, and I was totally fucked most of the time anyway.
Nice to get back to my cosy little clinic, and my sexy patients, with Matrons appearance a few days later - the icing on the cake.
It was actually her first day back, and she left it to the late afternoon to come to check on me. Bringing along a chaperone for safety in numbers, but her plan backfired as the Sister's bleep went off and she was called away, leaving Matron captured by my wiley discussion about the backlog in the service.
As if I could give a fuck about the backlogs, I had no more patients and my whore Matron was back to have fun with!
I had manoeuvred myself between Matron and the door and, as soon as Sister was gone, I locked the door. My big fat mouse was caught in my trap.
She couldn't believe it, her fat face gorgeous in fear, but about to give some bold resistance.
"Now then Matron, I want to see you out of that dress. So be a good girl and you won't get hurt!"
She gave a flutter of defiance, defeated easily with the very real threat of my fist. Her cardigan cast off and her zip pulled down, levering the uniform off her shoulders, she let the dress fall, stepping out to stand in her matching black underwear. No tights, her hold up stockings a clear sign that she was expecting this happy re-acquaintance. Anyone would think she had been looking forward to it!
She knew to keep quiet as I kicked the couch away to the side, to give us more room, and grabbing a hold of her two hands to tie them tightly together with a bandage. I lassoed the other end up over the sturdy fitting of the ceiling examination lamp, firmly hoisting her arms right up above her head. Well if she had breathing difficulties, it would be good to open out her chest!
Having a good look at my prey, I was doing her a bit of a disservice calling her fat, she had definitely lost quite a bit of weight these last few months. Still a nice plump turkey, but looking festively tasty indeed in her new lingerie. I could circle her, viewing her every curve, taking photos with my phone and touching all her exposed skin.
I went to her hair, unpinning it all and letting it tumble, running my hands through its length. I played with it, tickling her nose with the ends and covering over her face, threatening to cut it all off with my shears. In the end I pulled it out into two schoolgirl bunches with some elastic bands. Very sexy!
One thing she hadn't lost were her wonderful great tits, bulging out of her bra to show off her alluring cleavage. They just pleaded to be mauled, through the material to start, but pulled free to spill out of each cup. Pulling, squeezing and slapping them in all directions, and paying close attention to her sensitive nipples, sucking and biting to keep them well out on stalks. I pulled over the datascope to try to attach an spO2 probe to her right nipple that seemed to be slightly the bigger of the two. After a few attempts and a good pull I managed to get it to stay clamped for while my attention went down to her nice full knickers. I let my hand run over the hugging material holding in her lovely round backside. I loved the lacy edges, running fingers all along it, around her whole body. Matron had chosen well for me, she looked mighty fine in them, but they had to come off. I should have just cut them off her, but that would have been cruel when she had gone to such a effort to please me, I pulled them down to her ankles instead, after a little faux to cut them.
Grabbing my stool to sit on, setting it to its lowest level, I am presented with a close view of her juicy pussy. The first thing to mention was that she had grown her bush back, but she had tidied it nicely, no longer a mat of wild hairs in all directions. She was neatly trimmed leaving her cunt and arse free, and I must admit it suits her well. I enjoy stroking her bush, and brushing it up against my face, taking in the musky scent of Matron cunt.
I gently trace my fingers down over her gash and around past her hole and up her crack. Back and forth, a little firmer on every pass, until I'm feeling her getting wetter. I slap her thighs to open her stance wider then my fingers can open her up and get a nice coating of Matron juice pushing up knuckle deep inside her. Making her squirm and squeal with every rigourous exploration, then even moreso when I find her bulging clit. Frigging her in little bursts to take her increasingly near to coming for me, making her wriggle around and shake. I loved her reaction every time I went near her clit, teasing her relentlessly, but eventually I went all the way, rubbing her love bean until she did come with a writhing banshee howl.
Her puffed pussy was by then gushing wet and well worthy of a good tasting, stooping to open her fat lips up and getting my tongue all inside her. For an old bird her cunt really serves a tangy treat when she gets going, and I just had to indulge in getting my face truly plastered with her batter. To add to my feast, I took two wetted fingers back to find her dirty puckered arsehole, playing all around it first, then pushing tellingly up inside. She was empty, but gave me enough of a sticky coating to enjoy a good taste of Matron shit. So good, I rather took too long gorging on her cunt and arse, leaving me no time to giving her holes a really good fucking.
I did have time though to make use of the datascope some more, taking the cover off of the blood pressure cuff, rolling the bladder up to stuff up her juicy cunt. Pressing the start button then groping her great tits as it inflated powerfully inside her. I was kind to her, just using the small cuff, but with half a mind to trying the large one up her fat arse.
I loved her squeals as it stretched her cunt walls, but to keep her quiet, I had stuffed her knickers into her mouth. I had to give her a few more goes on the machine, even though I knew there was a good risk of ruining her relatively tight cunt for all my future fucks.
Just for my finale, it was opportune to get my cock out, not taking much of a wank to get super hard, I came around to stand behind her. Whipping her fat arse cheeks red with my tool, I then pulled those cheeks apart to wank me off with her crack. It didn't take me long until I was squirting my cum across her perineum and dripping all between those rosey round cheeks.
Pulling the tube from her cunt and grabbing her knickers out of her mouth to wipe my cock clean with, I wanted to get them back on to her fairly quickly, trapping as much of my spunk as possible and stop it dripping further onto my floor.
Matron knows the need to keep the department clean, but I wasn't going to wipe the bladder clean, I was going to enjoy using it again on the patients, knowing it is well caked in Matron cunt.
Our timing was just about right, I had unlocked the door and she had just been zipping up her dress moments before Sister arrived back looking for her. A couple of minutes earlier I was giving Matrons happy tits a final slap and tickle, and making her dress with them still kept loose from her bra.
And I watched her try to briskly disguise her squelchy walk away, but she had forgotten to lose her schoolgirl bunches!




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