Busty Nurse Blowjob at Rehabilitation Hot Spring

On a humid summer afternoon, I made my way to a rehabilitation hot spring facility deep in the mountains outside the city.

My name is Kengo. I'm a freelancer in my late twenties. Ever since I injured my leg in a motorcycle accident six months ago, I've been struggling to even walk. My doctor recommended this place, and I finally managed to get a reservation.

The facility was surrounded by quiet woods, and the air was damp and steamy. When I gave my name at reception, the assigned nurse came to greet me.

Her name was Lisa. She was a kind-looking woman in her early thirties, her white uniform clinging tightly to her body.

(Wow, what are those breasts...)

Lisa's chest was so full that the buttons on her uniform looked ready to pop. They had to be at least G-cups. The deep cleavage caught my eye, jiggling softly with every step she took. For a virgin like me, it was too much stimulation, and I quickly averted my gaze.

"Hello, Kengo. I'll be taking care of you today, Lisa here. Let's start with a massage in the private bath before rehab."

Lisa's voice was soft, her smile radiant. I nodded and followed her, dragging my foot along.

The hallways inside the facility were cool, with a faint sulfur scent in the air. The private bath was a individual room, separated into a changing area and a tub. Lisa led me in and closed the door.

"First, please undress and lie face down on the bed. I'll focus the massage on your injured leg."

My heart pounded as I stripped. Down to my underwear, I felt embarrassed and huddled my body. When I lay on the bed, I sensed Lisa drawing near.

She rolled up her uniform sleeves, and I heard her pour oil into her hands. The moment her fingertips touched my shoulder, my body jolted.

"Relax. You're so tense."

(Lisa's hands are warm and soft...)

The massage started at my shoulders and moved down my back. Each time her fingers worked the muscles, it felt amazing. Sunlight streamed through the window, warming the room on this summer day.

When I chatted with her, Lisa responded cheerfully. She'd been working at the facility for five years and took the most joy in her patients' recoveries. She listened to my accident story and offered encouraging words.

"Kengo, it must be tough at your age. But you'll get better, I'm sure."

During our conversation, Lisa's huge breasts occasionally brushed against my back. Even through her uniform, I could feel their softness and weight, and my lower body started to stir.

(Oh no, if I get hard here...)

As the massage reached my lower back, I fought to hold back. But Lisa's breathing was close, carrying the sweet scent of her shampoo. The sensation of her breasts against my side fueled my fantasies even more.

"Next, your legs. Please turn over on your back."

I flipped over in a panic, worried my semi-erection in my underwear would show. Lisa sat at my feet and began applying oil.

Her face was close, and the top of her uniform gaped slightly. I glimpsed the lace of her bra in the deep cleavage. Her G-cup breasts heaved with each breath.

(Ah, what would they feel like to touch... so soft, sinking right in...)

Noticing my stare, Lisa smiled.

"How's your leg feeling, Kengo? No pain?"

"Y-yeah, it's fine... thanks, Lisa."

My voice cracked. Her massaging hands moved up my thigh, and my cock went fully erect. I could feel it straining against the fabric of my underwear.

Lisa's eyes flicked down there briefly. She blushed a little but didn't stop.

"Heh, men always react like this. It's common during rehab."

(She noticed...! But she's not mad?)

Suddenly, Lisa's hand brushed the waistband of my underwear. She gently slid them down. My cock sprang free, right in front of her face. Pre-cum strung out, and the swollen, reddish head twitched.

"Wow, Kengo, you're full of energy. Want me to massage here too?"

Lisa's voice turned sweet. I couldn't speak, just nodded.

She took some oil in her hand and gripped the base of my cock. The warmth of her palm enveloping me made my body tremble.

(Whoa, a woman's hand... my first time...)

Lisa began stroking slowly up and down. Her fingers rubbed the ridge, her thumb pressing the tip. I couldn't hold back my moans, my hips bucking.

"Feels good? I'll be even gentler."

Her huge breasts pressed against my thigh. Through the uniform, they squished softly. I couldn't resist and reached out to touch them.

"Lisa's breasts... so big and soft..."

Lisa chuckled and started unbuttoning her uniform. Her bra came into view, and her G-cup breasts spilled out heavily. The areolas were large and pinkish, nipples hard and erect.

(This is like a dream... can I really touch breasts like these...)

I grabbed them with both hands. They were heavy, overflowing my palms. Kneading them made them jiggle like jelly. Lisa narrowed her eyes and stroked my cock faster.

"Kengo, you're getting too excited. But it's cute."

The massage escalated. Lisa leaned in and sandwiched my cock between her breasts. The titjob felt incredible. The soft flesh enveloped me, sliding up and down. Oil made the valley slick and shiny, mixing with my pre-cum.

(Ah, the pressure of her breast flesh... my cock's melting...)

But it didn't stop there. Lisa shifted position and brought her face to my crotch. Her hot breath washed over the head.

"Now I'll use my mouth. Just relax."

Her lips touched it. Soft and wet. Her tongue flicked around, then she took the head into her mouth.

(Blowjob... a real blowjob... Lisa's mouth pussy is so warm and tight...)

Lisa's head bobbed up and down, making wet slurping sounds. Saliva dripped, and she licked down to my balls. Her tongue traced the underside, her teeth grazing lightly, making me writhe.

Her breasts rubbed against my thighs, nipples hard against my skin. I groped them again, flicking the nipples with my fingers. Lisa hummed in her throat and took me deeper. Half my cock disappeared into her mouth, squeezed by her throat.

(Ugh, this is bad... I'm gonna cum... but not yet...)

My fantasies exploded. I imagined Lisa's pussy, surely wet and with plump lips welcoming my cock. If I licked her, her clit would twitch.

But for now, it was just the blowjob. Lisa's mouth sped up, pushing me to the edge.

"Lisa... I'm cumming...!"

A huge load erupted. It poured into her mouth in thick spurts, and she swallowed it down with a gulp. Some overflowed, white and sticky, dripping from her lips into her cleavage.

I collapsed on the bed, panting. Lisa wiped up with tissue and smiled gently.

"Heh, Kengo, you came a lot. Think the rehab helped?"

(This kind of treatment... I'd come every day... drown in Lisa's huge breasts and blowjobs...)

After that, we rinsed off in the tub, and I left the facility. My leg felt a bit better. But in my mind, I vowed to return. I couldn't forget the feel of her massive breasts or the heat of her mouth.

That summer afternoon, my virgin heart was completely enslaved by those huge breasts.