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Just after graduating I got a position as night murse for a small city youth mental ward. It was a separate unit to handle mentally challenged (read: retarded) young people, who couldn’t for some reason stay home. For reasons that became obvious later, it was an all-girl unit. I was quite surprised that as male nurse I got hired to take care of these young girls for nights, but I was told that since it was just me and things might get physical in extreme circumstances, I was better to have fit man in charge. The ward was built in the old healthcare center, few hundred meters away from new one. There was no other activity in the building anymore. I was all on my own if it shit the fan. If I needed doctor for some reason, I could call one and they would get to me in few minutes.
To start I worked few day shifts to get to know the place, routines and girls. There were in total ten girls of different ages and limitations. I’m going to tell you about one girl specifically as she was the most interesting patient.
Tara was 15-year-old girl with severe Down Syndrome, who was on slim side with only 45 kg weight and little taller than average at 145 cm. In addition to her Down, her parents had problems in their marriage, ending up in divorce when Tara was five. She was left to her mother, who drank heavily. Tara had been left on her own and when social services finally took custody of her, it turned out that at some point Tara hadn’t been watching cartoons but porn. She had been watching HC porn for months.
Now that reflected on her behavior. Everything was about fucking. Everyone was fucking. Everyone had fucked her. All Tara talked about was fucking. At first there had been even an investigation as one night nurse had been suspected of fucking her. Tara could describe fucking in detail, which lead to investigation. But nothing had actually happened and no-one took her talks seriously anymore.
Tara was special also in sense that the day and evening shifts couldn’t bathe her as her talks were so foul. In addition to making sure that house didn’t burn down, my only task was to bathe Tara. That was an interesting event as she kept talking about fucking, telling me to fuck her and all sorts. She didn’t do anything, just talked though. Beyond that my work was pretty boring.
I talked about it with my friend while we were drinking and he found it funny. He said that it must be fun to wash a girl who keeps talking about sex. After doing that for months, I jokingly said that if he was interested, I’d let him do it for $20. Being drunk we agreed and next Monday evening, when everyone was gone and ward was quiet, I let him in.
First time there was nothing special. My friend used a sponge to wash Tara and got soaked in the process. But he seemed to enjoy it and asked afterwards if he could do it again. I got my $20 and didn’t need to do it myself, why not?
He arrived Wednesday evening and while I got Tara, he had stripped to his undies. It kind of made sense and I left as he was washing Tara with the sponge. When I returned some time later, Tara was standing in the shower and loving it. My friend was soaking wet, but most of his clothes were dry. I got my money and Tara got a shower. He was keen to return and we agreed for Thursday evening.
When I brought Tara, he announced that he would shower with Tara. I told him that I didn’t mind as long as he would get her clean. With that I left.
When I returned 15 minutes later, I could noticed that I had left the shower room door a crack open. Curiously I peeked in. Tara was in the shower and happily talking about fucking. Also in the shower was my friend. He was naked and griding himself against Tara’s naked ass. His soaped hands were roaming on Tara’s tits and stomach, every now and then traveling all the way down to between her legs. This was interesting. I stopped to listen.
“Fuck me. Fuck my pussy. Fuck my tight pussy!”
“You like me touching you, Taratard? You like my hands on your horny body?”
“Yeah. Fuck me. Fuck me with your hands. Fuck me. Fuck me.”
“I’ll fuck you good, Taratard.” I saw my friend reaching for his cock and furiously stroking it. His other hand kept feeling up Tara’s boobs.
“Yeah. Oh. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me in the shower.” Tara’s mouth kept going.
“Fuck…” My friend moaned as he shot his load on Tara’s butt. Running shower took it down the drain.
Carefully I slipped away from the door. Making sure I made loads of noise, I returned 5 minutes later. My friend was already drying Tara with his clothes on. I took Tara to her room. When I got paid, my friend asked if he could shower with Tara for an hour in private for $50. I had pretty good idea what he was up to but somehow it turned me on. I wanted to see where this went. I made some excuses to buy some time and we agreed for Tuesday.
Before letting my fried in on Tuesday evening, I set up proper video surveillance gear to shower room. Now from my laptop at my station I could hear and see everything that was happening in the shower. Soon my friend arrived and I got Tara. They were both still with clothes on, when he closed and locked the shower room door.
When I got to my station, my friend was already undressing Tara.
“Yeah. Take my clothes off. Let’s fuck. Fuck me.” Tara kept repeating her normal routine.
“Tonight, Taratard, I will fuck you. I will fuck you good.” He told Tara while getting them both naked.
“Yeah. Fuck me good. Fuck my pussy.”
I noticed my friend’s huge erection when he laid Tara on the shower floor.
“Fuck. Fuck me on the floor! Fuck my pussy in the shower! Fuck me.” Tara repeated as my friend run his hands on her tits.
“I’m going to fuck your pussy soon, Taratard. I’m going to fuck you good.” His right hand travelled lower, between Tara’s legs. He started to rub Tara’s pussy. Tara spread her legs for him.
“Yeah. Rub my pussy. Fuck me. Fuck my pussy. Fuck.”
“Keep your legs open, Taratard!” My friend sat between Tara’s legs and spread her pussy wide open.
“Yeah. Open my pussy. Fuck me. Fuck my pussy.”
“Yeah. Fuck my ooh…” Tara’s moan interrupted her tirade as my friend pushed a finger into Tara. “Yeah. Fuck my pussy. Fuck my pussy with your finger. Fuck me.”
After just few fingerfucking motions, my friend withdrew his finger from Tara. Even from camera I could see that it was shiny with pussy juices. He looked happy and climbed on top of Tara. With one swift push, he entered Tara.
“Ohh… Yeah. Ohh… Yeah.” Tara started chanting in pace of my friend’s hard thrusts. He was not giving the small girl under him any quarter. Tara was moaning like a bitch in heat.
“You like being fucked for real, Taratard. Don’t you?” My friend panted breathing heavily.
“Ohh… Yeah. Fuck me. Fuck me. Ooh. Hard. Fuck.” Tara was obviously enjoying herself.
I have never seen anyone fuck as furiously as my friend fucked Tara. His ass was pumping up and down fast. Slapping of flesh and Tara’s moaning filled the shower room.
“Here comes…” My friend announced with blissful voice as he pumped his load deep into Tara’s pussy.
“Ohh. Ohh. Yeah. Yeah. Fuck. Fuck. Me. Pussy fuck.”
I thought that my friend was done but he was far from that. Instead of pulling out, he kept on fucking Tara’s pussy with more relaxed pace.
“Yeah. Fuck me. Fuck my pussy. Yeah. Fuck.” Tara kept chanting and my friend complied.
I watched my friend fuck Tara for 30 more minutes in leisurely pace. Each fucking motion pumped sperm out of Tara’s pussy. Tara kept her legs spread and was enjoying the ride.
“Oooh. Ohh. Fuck me.” Tara moaned as my friend again picked up the pace of his thrusts.
“I’m going to cream you second time, Taratard!” He moaned after a minute of hard fucking, depositing second load into Tara’s young pussy.
When he pulled out, sperm gushed from Tara’s pussy. He got her up and quickly showered Tara, giving extra attention to her pussy.
Afterwards I got my $50 and didn’t have to wash Tara. Everyone was winning. After few nights I agreed with my friend that he would come to ‘wash’ Tara three times a week for $100. Easy money, less work.