Unstoppable Guys (2)
We hurriedly moved—no, fled—to a decent hotel in central Madrid. My aunt and uncle apologized profusely for bringing the cat without asking first and even offered to cover the hotel bill, but I firmly declined. Now that I was earning more than them, and considering all the help I'd received so far—free room and board—it felt too shameless to accept their money on top of that.
"So you're looking for a place?"
I'd called Yuko to the hotel room. We'd planned to meet tomorrow anyway, but when I explained the situation, she insisted on coming over right away. She told her dad a friend was sick... probably Elena.
"Yeah, I think so."
I could get allergy meds from the hospital and manage, but it felt right to move out now. My aunt wouldn't want me living on pills, and I didn't want that kitten starting its search for a new owner because of me.
"Staying at the hotel for a while, then?"
"Hmm... not sure. Nothing's decided yet. Gotta find a place first."
Money wasn't an issue. 5,000 euros a week—20,000 a month. Roughly 30 million won. Sure, high earners like me lose over 30% to taxes, but it was solid cash all the same.
"What's in the bag you brought?"
Yuko grinned at my question.
"A present for you."
"Oh? What is it?"
"It's exactly what you need right now."
"I need it?"
Curiosity piqued, I leaned in to peek inside, but Yuko blocked me with both hands.
"No. Can't show you yet."
"Why? Tomorrow?"
"That was the plan... but I'll show you tonight. With a condition."
"What condition?"
Yuko grabbed my hands tight, pulling me up from the edge of the bed. I went along willingly. I was intrigued, after all.
She led me straight to the hotel room door. Then she flung it open and shoved me out into the hallway.
I tilted my head in confusion, and she flashed a naughty smile.
"Wait in the hall a bit. I'll open the door when ready."
"...?"
What the hell was she up to, dragging this out?
Thud! The door slammed shut.
I blinked blankly, pacing the hallway a little. Worried someone might bump into me and think I was a creep, but luckily, it was late—no one around.
No phone to kill time, boredom hit after just a minute.
Creak! The door cracked open cautiously.
Yuko peeked out, saw me, and said,
"Come in, patient."
A red cross-emblazoned nurse's cap sat atop her head. Tonight's theme: nurse.
I'm not a pervert. Just a normal guy with sexual fantasies. Every dude has a few, right? Like stewardess sex, or dressing your girlfriend in a military uniform and banging her, or maid outfit... you know, that stuff.
"Patient? Want to lie down here?"
Yuko pointed to the bed. I lay down as instructed, and she slinked onto it gracefully.
The outfit itself wasn't super sexy. A pink nurse dress, short enough to flash her thighs, but buttoned up tight on top, only hinting at her big tits.
But...
Throb!
Nothing had happened yet, but my cock was already rock-hard and huge.
"...Oh my?"
The outline bulged through my pants, and Yuko's lips curved up. Her eyes screamed, I knew you'd like it.
...Hand on heart, I'd never fantasized about nurses before. Never asked a girlfriend for nurse cosplay.
Yet here I was, insanely turned on.
Suddenly, the hotel bed was a hospital one. In my head, Yuko was a real nurse, and I was her patient.
Imagination ran wild.
"This is where... it hurts?"
Yuko's sultry eyes locked on mine as her hand trailed slowly up my groin, fingers inching toward my cock. I swallowed hard, nodding slightly.
"...Yeah."
For a split second, a dumb thought hit: Didn't you come to the hospital for cat allergies? But raging lust dragged it to the guillotine, gone like morning dew.
Immersion: 100%. Now I was truly a patient with a sore cock.
"Let me take a look, patient."
Yuko was loving this roleplay, smiling nonstop. Her fingers reached my waistband.
Slowly, she tugged down my pants and underwear together. My rigid cock slapped onto my stomach.
She wrapped her small, pale hand around the heavy shaft, lifting it gently.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
Yuko teased the tip, smearing the leaking precum around the head.
"Ngh..."
Like a pro nurse, she poked and prodded the head for ages, tormenting it. Then, with a worried look, she let go.
"Hmm... this won't do."
She unbuttoned her top, reaching back to unclasp her red bra. Her full, luscious tits spilled out.
"I'll treat you, patient."
Yuko leaned down, sliding my cock between her breasts. She squeezed them together, sliding up and down slowly.
Paizuri.
One of my secret fantasies I'd never tried—now reality.
The soft titflesh sent waves straight to my brain. I groaned like a real patient, grimacing with ragged breaths.
Smiling at my face, Yuko brought her lips to the exposed tip poking from her cleavage.
Smack... slurp... smack smack!
She started with gentle tongue flicks on the head, then sucked it in. Hands kneading her tits to rub the shaft, mouth sucking hard while her inner tongue swirled the tip—her oral skills hit harder than ever.
My cock tensed; sensing it, Yuko deepthroated deeper.
Glurk glurk! Her face flushed red. Sticky saliva dripped down, lubing the paizuri double.
"...Ngh!"
I don't cum easy from oral alone, but this combo attack was closing in fast.
I could hold back. But...
I wanted to blow hard. Ride this feeling all the way.
Spurt spurt!
Pent-up cum flooded her mouth. She sucked every drop, then pulled off, opening wide to show the mess before swallowing with a grin.
"All treated, patient. No more pain, right?"
Her eyes sparkled with pride. I stared, grabbed her shoulders, flipped her onto the bed.
"Nah, not yet."
The sage hadn't shown up tonight.
It was a night of pure madness.
Like I'd popped Viagra, I pounded Yuko twice in missionary. The last round, no finish—I'd railed her pussy over an hour, and she was genuinely hurting.
"Sorry. I'll finish you with my mouth."
"No, it's fine. I'm good tonight."
I stroked her hair as she smiled; she snuggled into my arms, beaming. My embrace must've felt warm—she passed out.
Watching her sleep, I pondered.
...Should I wake her to go home?
Luckily, she stirred soon after.
"Whoa. I was wiped."
"You slept like a rock."
"I didn't snore, did I...?"
Her worry sparked mischief.
"So loud, couldn't sleep."
"...For real?!"
She freaked—adorable.
"Kidding. Quiet as a baby."
"...Really?"
"Yeah."
"You didn't stay up because of me?"
"Nah. After games... sleep's tough. Especially big crowds cheering like today."
Even in three Gimpo United subs, same deal.
"No need to go home?"
"Told 'em I was nursing a friend."
"...Elena?"
"Yep."
"She covers for you? Close, huh?"
"Cool exterior, but caring. Warm heart."
"Got it."
I grinned, fondling her tits softly.
"So, crash here tonight?"
My lecherous smirk made her voice quiver.
"...Again?"
Scaredy-cat.
"Nah. That's it for tonight."
Relieved, she burrowed back in. I gazed, then asked casually,
"Yuko."
"Yeah."
"Lunch tomorrow, if you're free?"
Her eyes widened in surprise.
"Not busy tomorrow...?"
"Not anymore. No language school, no Corear shifts."
"Yay! Love it. Hehe. There's a spot I wanna try—let's go!"
Her childlike joy tugged at me with guilt. Our sex-only setup—we'd done nothing else.
She seemed content, but it nagged me. No dating plans, though—too much leeway might mislead.
But we'd agreed: sex partners till one gets a real relationship.
...Who knows if she'd claim girlfriend spot.
"Mmm..."
Dawn finally brought sleep. Morning sun filled the room; my eyes fluttered open. Shifting woke Yuko groggily.
Morning wood poked her ass cheeks.
"Sleep well?"
She nodded instead of answering. Then slyly gripped my cock.
"...It's big again."
"Morning wood's normal."
Silence. She toyed with it wordlessly, then murmured sleepily,
"...Wanna put it in?"