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Nurse's Dirty Little Bedtime Story: A Tale of Cheating Boyfriends, Bukkake Bombshells, and a Forbidden Fantasy

The sorority house loomed large before us, its ivy-covered walls and wrought-iron gates giving it an air of grandeur and mystery. The sounds of laughter and music spilled out onto the lawn as we approached, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the prospect of spending the weekend here with my girlfriend.

She was a pledge at the sorority, and I was her date for the weekend's activities. As we entered the house, we were greeted by the alumni, all dressed in elegant gowns and suits. They explained the rules of the weekend to us - any man who indulged in the advances of the alumni would be allowed to continue on the tour of the house, while those who declined would be sent home.

My girlfriend gave me a playful insult, telling me to "be a man" and participate in the tour. I hesitated, but ultimately decided to go along with it. As the tour began, the alumni started making advances on the men, touching and flirting with us. I found myself getting increasingly aroused as the alumni became more and more forward.

The first room of the house was a revelation - a group of alumni were engaged in a passionate orgy, their bodies writhing and grinding together in a frenzy of pleasure. The men were tempted to join in, but were held back by the alumni. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, and yet I couldn't tear my eyes away.

The tour continued, and we entered a room where we found a woman being pleasured by a group of men. I felt a pang of jealousy, but was also turned on by the sight. The alumni led us through a labyrinth of rooms, each one more sexually charged than the last. I was overwhelmed by the sights and sounds around me, and could feel myself getting harder and harder.

Finally, we entered the last room - and there, to my horror and fascination, I found my girlfriend and the other pledges. They were being cheated on by their boyfriends, who were ejaculating on them in front of everyone. The alumni urged me to do the same, and I found myself on the brink of climax.

The nurse, who was reading the story to me, blurred the lines between the man in the story and me, seductively begging me to come and empty my balls. I couldn't resist any longer, and let go with a shudder of pleasure. The nurse's words echoed in my ears as I came down from my high, urging me to do it again and again.

"Come for me," she whispered. "Empty your balls for me."

And I did.

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