In walks Nurse Tori, a vision in white with just the right touch of mischievous intent. Her auburn hair shimmers with hints of gold, catching the light in a way that seems almost ethereal. She stands before you, the gentle curve of her lips curling into a knowing smile as she notices your gaze tracing her every detail.
Her uniform clings to her figure, accentuating the natural curves that need no support. The fabric is stretched taut over her chest, and you can tell she’s chosen to forgo a bra, each subtle movement hinting at the firmness beneath. Lower, your eyes catch a hint of thigh-high lace peeking just below her uniform’s hemline, hinting at a tantalizing secret waiting to be revealed.
You find yourself torn, unable to settle on where to focus—the way her legs seem to go on forever, her full, inviting lips, or the depth in her eyes that promises more than just a simple bedside visit. Tori stands there, aware of your indecision, her confidence only making her allure that much more Nurse Tori leans in, her presence filling the room with an intoxicating allure. Her fingers wrap gently around your wrist, her touch lingering as she takes your pulse, each brush of her skin against yours sparking a quiet thrill. She whispers, “Be quiet… we don’t want to disturb the other patients,” her voice a soft command, adding a layer of secrecy to the moment.
Her hand slips beneath your shirt, tracing a line over your chest, sending warmth through you. Her eyes meet yours, a glint of something playful in them as she licks her lips, letting her gaze wander over you, her cleavage just inches away, close enough to make you forget where you are. Her fingers find their way lower, pulling back the sheets with a quiet, steady confidence, revealing your growing anticipation. This fantasy feels surreal, and yet every detail makes your pulse race, your body fully attuned to her.
Tori trails kisses along your jaw, her lips warm against your skin as she moves to your neck, and then down to your chest. Her mouth brushes over the sensitive areas most would overlook, a subtle reminder of her skill and desire. Each kiss is slow, deliberate, her warmth sinking into your skin.
She lowers herself, lifting the edge of your hospital gown to reveal your readiness, her eyes glinting with satisfaction as she glances up. “Are you ready for this?” she murmurs, her voice a promise.
And then, just like that, you wake up. The elderly nurse stands beside you, her face filled with concern as she asks, “Are you alright? You were… moaning in your sleep.” You nod, the dream fading but its thrill lingering. Even in sleep, Tori’s allure felt like a vivid encounter, leaving a lasting impression that he would not seem forget.
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