Lesbian Ward Pt. 01

Author's Note: This story is inspired by Anal Nurse by britisha_luvs_anl

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They say life is full of ups and downs. Right now life has been one fast ride down with no sign of going up or even leveling out of the wife of Bradley Bennett. At 30 years old and the mother of two young children, Helena Bennett was a sight to be seen, even in her less-than-appealing nurse's uniform. Helena had long dark brown hair that fell to the middle of her bubbly ass. Helena Cortez (her maiden name) was a new nurse at the hospital being shown around when she bumped into Dr. Bradley Bennett after he had just finished consulting with a patient. The seasoned doctor became instantly smitten by the young nurse and her... assets.

The doctor immediately began courting the young woman who had worked hard to become a registered nurse. The fact that she had caught the eye of such a renowned surgeon went to her head. Knowing Dr. Bennett was such a catch she immediately agreed to his proposal when he asked for her hand in marriage. Bradley was her first and he made sure to break in all three of her holes before they returned from their honeymoon in the Cayman Islands. They were married only two years before Helena became pregnant with their first child. A son they named Charles after Bradley's father. Life was good for the next two years until one faithful day when Bradley crashed his Porsche into another vehicle after crossing the centerline.

Helena would learn from the police that Bradley had died instantly along with a high-class hooker that was in his passengers. From the police report, Brad's pants were rundown and the hooker's head was in his lap when they managed to pry the bodies from the car. It was only after his death that several women approached Helena and informed her that her charming husband had been less than faithful to her. Most of the women who were brave enough to admit this only did so as they would no longer be paid off to keep quiet. She would soon learn that her husband had been with many of the staff nurses.

In addition to being humiliated by the realization her husband was unfaithful; she learned that her husband had squandered a large portion of their savings on an investment that didn't pan out. To add insult to injury the insurance company was refusing to pay his life insurance policy as Bradley had been drunk when he died. Helena wasn't able to get a high-priced attorney with so little funds but found a group that adjudicates cases such as this. Right now she was awaiting a settlement but life didn't stop while they went back and forth. As it was Helena had just enough funds to pay off her husband's funeral expenses, with little left for the family bills.

Bradley came from a very rich and influential family. The problem was that his family never really accepted Helena as they always deemed her as beneath Bradley's station. While the men were indifferent, the women loathed Helena for her beauty and physical attributes, attributes they were all lacking. Bradley had never considered death, despite his lifestyle, thus he didn't have a will. The house was fortunately in both his and Helena's name so the Bennett's couldn't kick her out but the house wasn't paid for and there was no way Helena could afford the payment and the other bills on her salary alone. The Bennetts refused to help their daughter-in-law financially save for a trust fund for their 5-year-old grandson when he turned 18.

During her grief, Helena found comfort in the arms of one of the staff doctors. He was friendly and was a shoulder to cry on when she needed it. So it was no surprise after he came over for dinner one night that after two bottles of wine, they ended up in bed together. Helena was so emotionally vulnerable that she went willingly before learning that Dr. Samuels was actually married. She was livid to learn that she was the other woman.

Greg (his first name), was very apologetic and said all the right things that she needed to hear to earn her forgiveness. Greg promised that his marriage was over he just had to file for divorce and then they could be together. Their affair continued and as curves went, life threw her another when she became pregnant with Greg Samuel's baby. Now pregnant Helena began pressuring Greg to speed up his divorce proceedings. The doctor swore that the lawyers were finalizing everything and that as soon as the papers were signed he would marry Helena. To show his sincerity Greg began helping Helena purchase things for their baby and provided her with additional funds for a few months.

Helena had just come from a doctor's visit that Greg was supposed to attend but had not shown up for. After the appointment, Helena called his cell phone only to discover it was no longer in service. She called the hospital to see if he was there but the charge nurse then informed her that Dr. Samuels was no longer employed at the hospital. Apparently, he was leaving the country to take a position at a medical school in Europe. He had left no note for her, nor a forwarding address thus leaving Helena in the lurch both financially, and emotionally. Helena carried her baby to term and gave birth to a healthy baby girl she named Kaylee Bennett. With no family support of any kind, life was tough and she was relegated to help from friends, co-workers, and hired help.

That was 13 months ago. Things were very tough, but the mother of two managed to keep her small family's head above water. She was forced to sell her home and many of their belongings as she wasn't able to afford the mortgage. She moved to a nice middle-class neighborhood. She used the money from the sale of the house to pay off half of the house and kept the remainder to help keep her finances in the black so that she didn't have to work full-time. Her daughter needed her at this young age. At this point in time Helena hadn't spoken to her in-laws in months as her many calls for help had gone unanswered. Then her tenuous financial situation took a dramatic turn for the worse when her daughter, got sick and had to be hospitalized. Her hospital stay, coupled with Helena reducing her hours even more to care for her daughter, drained the family bank account. When she wasn't working or at Kaylee's bedside, she was on the phone battling valiantly to keep the creditors at bay.

So, with no other options, Helena was reduced to calling her mother-in-law one last time to plead for assistance. Marian Bennett, the haughty matriarch of the wealthy family had told her in the coldest, most unsympathetic voice possible.

"The Bennetts feel no responsibility WHATSOEVER to assist you with the care of your child. You saw fit to dishonor our son's memory with your lascivious behavior. Really, dear... did you really think we wouldn't learn the truth about your baby? Word has gotten around about your affair with Dr. Samuels and that he, not my son, is the father of your child. A MARRIED MAN Helena... Have you no shame? Well... your problems are not ours. It's not our fault that he took a job at the University of Oxford. At any rate, DON'T phone us again! If you do, I'll be forced to contact your hospital administrator. You may recall that he is a close and personal friend of my family. Good day!"

After her former mother-in-law finished her tirade, Helena realized that she had never mentioned that Greg had gone to Europe. Not only had she not told the Bennett matriarch this information, but she herself had not been informed that Greg had taken a job at Oxford. That, however, was an issue for another day.

With mounting bills, creditors snapping at her heels, and food and child care she needed to pay for things were very bleak for Helena and her family. Then out of the blue, the answer to her prayers seemingly arrived. Donnie Raskins, one of the hospital orderlies approached her after overhearing her financial woes to another nurse. He had her meet him at an all-night diner where they could talk away from prying ears.

"So you said you know a way to make my problems go away?" A very nervous Helena asked.

"Yes," Donnie says quite confidently. "It's very simple and totally victimless."

"Okay." She replied hesitantly.

"You are responsible for administering Morphine to patients during your rounds... correct?"

"Of course I am."

"Well... instead of giving patients the prescribed amount of morphine, just hold back a cc or two in the syringe. Once you leave the room, pocket it, return the dose to a discarded vial, and keep it hidden. After all, ninety percent of the patients are elderly or unconscious so they won't miss it. Since the vials are discarded after they are finished and written off there won't be a discrepancy in the inventory."

"I... I don't know."

"Come on... how many patients a day do you administer morphine to?"

"20... sometimes 30 patients per day."

"So if you hold back one to two cc's a patient you will be on easy street in no time. And if you can do the same with Demerol... life could be very good, very quickly."

"I don't know."

"Well, sleep on it. But just remember... there are other nurses." Donnie then finished his drink, paid for his and Helena's drinks, and departed.

Of course, Helena got no sleep that night. As soon as she got home there was a notice on her door that if she didn't make a payment the bank would be foreclosing on her new home. The answer was seemingly obvious but it still weighed on her mind. However, after checking in on her two lovely children, and knowing that she needs to do whatever is necessary so that they have everything they need. So, the next day she simply told Donnie to meet her at the diner at the end of their shift.

Donnie arrived at the appointed time and they sat at the same table in the back of the diner. Kicking the orderly under the table, Donnie looks down and sees two bottles in her hand.

"D and M?"

Helena nods her head. Looking about Donnie makes sure they aren't seen and he takes the two vials and pockets them. He pulls out his cell phone and makes a call. He has Helena go into the restroom so his buyer doesn't suspect that she has anything to do with the supply. The buyer won't care where the stuff comes from, just that they are legit. From the restroom, Helena watched the unknown but very shady looking, pass Donnie a large envelope then departs.

Helena felt guilty about what she was doing but justified it by telling herself that she was doing it for her children.

Returning to the table, Donnie passed the envelope to Helena. She counted the money and was stunned to see how much was there.

"Half of that is yours. We'll only do this once a week and that way we won't draw too much attention to ourselves."

Helena nodded her head and thus her little enterprise began.

That was three months ago. In that time Helena had managed to dig herself out of her financial straights thanks to Donnie's plan. After the second week, she began holding back 2 CC's per patient. As such she was providing the dealers with twice as much product as their average supplier. Helena didn't go nuts with her money once she dug herself out of her financial situation. She put money into a trust for her children and began squireling away the rest.

Life went back to normal until she received a page to report to the head nurse.

Helena sighed and debated whether she should make a pit stop in the nurse's locker room to use her breast pump. It was recommended to breastfeed babies up to two years and as she had done this with her son she didn't see a reason to not do so with her daughter. As it was her enormous breasts were so heavy with milk that they were beginning to ache. When she first married her breasts were a natural 36 F-cup. Two children later and still laden with milk, her breast has swelled to a 42 G-cup. Kaylee hadn't nursed as much during her illness, and the day had been so hectic that the dark-haired beauty hadn't had time to pump her breasts.

Though many of the women in Helena's life envied her massive breasts. The women might reconsider their envy if they had to support her large mameries all day. She was about to detour to the nurse's locker room when the page came over the intercom a second time. She decided to see what the Head Nurse, Svetlana Sokolov, wanted before expressing her milk. It shouldn't take that long.

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Sitting in her private office, Svetlana Sokolov patiently sat waiting for Helena Bennett's arrival. Svetlana was a Russian-born immigrant who had lived in the United States for almost 20 years. The 40-year-old Russian immigrant was quite tall at 5 feet 10 inches tall. She had a slim 25-inch waist and a very shapely hips and butt. She was a gymnast in her youth and during a visit to the United States opted to stay and became a legal immigrant. An injury ended her gymnastic career but it was winding down anyways.

Svetlana was quite smart and as such she enrolled in college and earned her nursing degree in under two years. She went on to earn her master's degree and continued to earn a degree in hospital administration. She proved herself to be a highly competent nurse and eventually a supervisor at her previous the most part, Svetlana was a very private person and that was because she didn't want her male peers to know that she was 100% gay.

Svetlana has always known she was into the fairer sex from the time she began puberty. While she learned the art of sapphic love from one of the older girls she trained with, and eventually her trainer, from the time she was 16 she has been in a very domineering role in any relationship she was in. Since she began working as a nurse Svetlana (Lana to the few she truly cared for), has bedded a large number of the nurses. She started with all of her young peers but eventually found herself drawn to more mature women who were far more curvaceous.

As she got older Svetlana became truly enamored with full-figured women, especially large natural breasts. She loved the challenge of getting married hetero women out of their simple mundane life and turning them into pussy loving sapphic sluts. There were those few women that absolutely wouldn't betray their husband but if they weren't willing then Svetlana found out their dirty little secrets so that they had no choice but to bend over her desk and take her large strap-on cock up their tight tiny asses. Svetlana's favorite sexual act was dominating women using one of her various strap-on dildos from her large collection.

Svetlana has been in her current job for only three years and in that time she has bedded every young nurse at least once and has been slowly working her way through all of the MILF's. Truth be told, the Russian nurse was forced to quietly leave her last position due to a potentially salacious scandal but the memory was always in Lana's mind as well as on video thanks to her cell phone.

Let me set the scene for you.

Dr. Stewart Jordan was the Hospital Administrator at the Hospital where Lana was employed and worked as Head Nurse. Dr Jordan was 55 years old and on his second marriage after his first wife passed away due to an undiagnosed brain aneurysm. He met and fell in love with a young 25-year-old (at the time) Lila Covington now Jordan. Lila was an aspiring actress working as a waitress at a high-end restaurant when she caught the aging doctor's eye 5 years ago. With no hope of living her dream, Lila eagerly accepted the older man's affection when she discovered he was the administrator of the hospital that she went to.

One day when Svetlana had to deliver a report to Dr. Jordan she walked in on the two discussing vacation plans. As soon as Svetlana shook the younger woman's hand she felt a spark pass between them, as did Lila. Dr. Jordan informed his wife, based on the report that his nurse had just brought him that he had to cancel going on the cruise with his wife. Lila was livid as the trip was non-refundable and all of her friends had other plans so she would have to go alone. Lila stormed out and as she was not needed any longer Svetlana excused herself. An enraged Lila was in the elevator cursing aloud. Seeing her chance, Lana joined by her new acquaintance and let the woman vent. An idea quickly came to the lesbian nurse's mind. Lana (she informed Lila that she was allowed to call her that) invited her to her office to have a cup of coffee and talk.

That drink led to Lana offering to join Mrs. Jordan on her cruise as she had lots of vacation time on the books and could easily arrange her schedule to make it so. With no other options to her, and not wanting to go alone, Lila eagerly accepted. Svetlana immediately put in the vacation request and then made the arrangements with her subordinates to cover her shifts.

The time came the two women ventured to Florida the following Friday to catch their cruise ship bound for the Caribbean. Lila didn't last 48 hours before she succumbed to her new friend's sexual advances. Stewart was not much of a lover and Lila would soon discover what a lover with real stamina was capable of. When the women returned from their two-week Caribbean cruise Lila was sporting a golden tan and a tramp stamp at the back of her neck marking her as one of Lana's special conquests. The tattoo in question was hidden by Lila's long dark brown hair.

Lana and Lila would continue their affair from the time they boarded the cruise ship until the day her husband died. How did Stewart die you ask?

The two lovers had become very brazen and no longer cared if they were caught. Dr. Jordan walked into the head nurse's office to ask a question and what he found was his head nurse, naked save for a pair of white sheer stockings and heels, her strap-on dildo harness, and his equally naked wife bent over the nurse's desk moaning like a bitch in heat. His eyes came to fixate on the fact that the faux cock, was easily 10 inches long and was crammed all the way up his wife's ass. Svetlana saw the doctor standing in her doorway but did not stop her actions.

Lila didn't take notice of her husband and if she did she didn't care. Her hips were moving back and forth to meet her lover's thrusts and her 36D natural tits were swaying freely back and forth. In the time that they have been carrying on their affair, Lila had grown to love Svetlana's infamous deep-anal penetrations and beg for more. She was now a converted anal slut. Something inside Stewart broke at seeing the sexual act before him and he let out a gurgling sound before clutching at his heart and keeling over.

The poor fellow might have been saved if the two females had ceased rutting right then and there, but they didn't. Svetlana, sensing that this might be her last opportunity to fuck the luscious socialite, never paused in her ass-wrecking endeavors. By the time she had finished and both women had spent themselves at least half a dozen times, she had packed the hapless, newly-widowed slut's ass was pounded so hard that the poor woman couldn't sit comfortably for a WEEK!

That event wasn't what led to her leaving, but it was the catalyst. No, what led to her silent dismissal was the fact that the two women engaged in sex at the church during the viewing of the body. Lila, unable to curtail her lust for Lana, approached the Russian beauty and led her to what was thought to be a quiet room.

She hadn't left that hospital then; that came a week later at the husband's wake. Lila Jordan, the widow, was bent over the minister's desk. Her little black dress hiked over her hips. She had opted not to wear panties (or a bra) and once alone she produced a strapless dildo and placed it inside of her lover's cunt. Once in position the submissive widow spread her leads, bent over, and parted her ass cheeks. Lana slid the cock into Lila's wet pussy and thrust it several times to properly coat the cock in her juices.

Once Lila begged her to take her ass, Lana obliged and rammed the phallus up the girl's ass. With no shame whatsoever, Lila began mewing loudly at the pleasurable sensations of her lover's ass-poundings. Her wails soon drew the attention of the other guests who were outside eating and commiserating. When Lila climaxed in this environment she screamed so loud the guests thought that she was being murdered.