Kari & Victoria Make Love

Victoria pulled the curtain. She wore nothing under the white coat. Kari lay propped on pillows, watching her with eyes that already knew. The nurse opened her bag and lined the toys along the bed: a thick silicone cock, a vibrating wand, a smaller plug slicked with lube. She shed the coat, climbed up, and straddled Kari’s hips. “You’re not leaving this bed until you come,” she said. She kissed her hard, tongue deep, then moved lower, sucking each nipple until Kari arched. Fingers followed, parting the patient’s thighs, stroking slow circles over her clit until it swelled. Victoria pressed the wand to it, turned it on low. Kari’s breath hitched. The nurse pushed two fingers inside, curling them against the front wall, and Kari spread wider. When she added the silicone cock, working it in with steady thrusts, Kari’s fingers tangled in Victoria’s hair. Their rhythm built—slow, then faster—until the bed creaked and sweat glistened on both bodies. Kari came first, voice breaking, legs shaking. Victoria didn’t stop. She flipped her onto her stomach, eased the smaller plug into her ass, then took her from behind with the larger toy, grinding against it so both of them felt every movement. Kari cried out again, raw and loud. Victoria followed, biting her shoulder, hips jerking. Later, tangled in damp sheets, Kari laughed softly. “I feel better already.”