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My true self
As Told by: Carla
Espinosa
Takes Place during
Season 2 episode “My Case Study”
If there’s one
thing ive learned over the last year is to never underestimate yourself. I have
always thought of myself as a free sprit not bottled down by friends. My family
was the thing that meant the most to me, and it still dose. Its only now that I
realize that you can choose your family.
John “JD”
Dorian, the class clown of our little group. He’s the guy that you love to
laugh with and joke around with but can always count on when ya need help. I
look up to him in a lot of ways. I mean he’s a total buffoon in every aspect of
the word, even at work But ive never seen him do anything but give his all to
his patients. Then there’s the man that makes my heart melt. The man, my man,
Chris Turk.
I’ll be the
first to admit that I couldn’t stand the man when I first met him. He was the
classic jock surgeon that ive seen every year, the guy who thinks hes gods gift
to everybody. I mean the first time he spoke to me he thought that I would go
weak at the knees and just beg to sleep with him. It took awhile but he finally
he started acting like a real human and I eventually let him take me out and
one thing led to another and I fell in love with him. I don’t know what it is
about him but every time I see him I cant help but be drawn to him. And then
theirs my Akilies heel. The only person I fantasize about, Elliot Reed.
Dr.Elliot Reed
is 5’7 of the most stunning and sexy thing ive ever seen. Ive been bi since
middle school but id never tell that to Turk that. I can only imagine the
drpraved and twisted things he want me to do if he knew that. She’s the only
person that’s made me orgasm just by thought.
Just the thought
of that day makes me shiver. She was with Kelso at rounds with her hair in a
cute bun and the classic school teacher glasses. Her round and voluptuous curves
made my womanhood spasm instantly. It was so bad that I seduced Turk into
stripping for me so I could concentrate on the rest of my day. Weve been
friends and I always make sure Turk is with me when ever Im around her. I don’t
think I could control myself if we where alone. That’s why I couldn’t stand it
now. Where are just hanging out and having a few beers.
Id probably
still be thinking about our bodies entwining but Turk suddenly got up. “Who
wants another beer?” I barley had time to process the question before Elliot
chimed in her customary millions words a minuet.
“ShouldIHaveAnotherOneCauseIHaveToGoToWorkEarlyTomarrowButImHaveingFunNowExceptIHadaPizzaEarlier….”
Lucky For me Turk Caught Elliot’s Break Down and stopped it quickly.” Elliot?”
“Yes Please.” All I Could think of was I need a drink.
“Me Too Babe”
“Ill give you a hand” JD had to chime In, and I automatically regretted my need
for another beer. It left only me and Elliot in the room. Her stomach grumbled
the sound of an out of shape big rig. “That Was My Tummy” she Felt the need to
point out. For some reason I found she shyness and nervousness as a turn on.
And once again I felt the sex drive begin to take over. It made me wish what I
wore regular underwear instead of the thongs my self conscious made me ware. I
could feel the wetness begin and I was looking at everything but her and
thankfully the dynamic duo returned in time and the rest of the night went
smoothly.
It wasn’t till
the next day that I had to put on my act again. I had just kissed Turk goodbye,
after listening to him talk about having to talk to Kelso about something when
she felt the need to unknowingly push me to the limit. “Carla Do you think we’d
hang out as much if it weren’t for JD and Turk?” I wanted to immediately say we
would be lovers if not for them but I kept the mask on and lied to the woman I
was falling for. “Probably not. I mean there the one thing we have most in
common” It hurt me to hurt her but it was all I could do to keep my cover and
she couldn’t help but defend herself. “We have a lot in common, I Mean we both
have a hard time digesting dairy.” It was the funniest answer ive ever heard
but being myself I couldn’t laugh but had to be sarcastic. “Your right you
wanna be my maid of honor? Elliot I don’t know why you’re trying to for this
where fine.” But I wasn’t I longed for her as a person and a lover. But she
would never know. All I did know was I had to get out of there.
“I gotta get
back to work” but I didn’t have to I just needed to get away from her. I raced
to the roof. The air didn’t help as much as I thought it would. My heart was
racing. Its been over a year, the emotions should be gone by now. The sexually
fantasies should be history but there stronger than ever. I couldn’t take it
anymore. I ducked and sat down in the corner of the roof ledge and the wall by
the door. I undid the pull string on my scrubs and slipped my hand into my
thong.
I was wetter
than I had ever been before, that combined with the lack of pubic hair and my
fingers slid in right away. The short passionate stroke complimented well with
my thumb massaging my clit. I imagined Elliot in the blue lace bra she always
liked. She would be caressing my naked flesh and teasing me in every sense of
the word. I could smell the sweet scent of my womanhood wafting to my nose. It
was then that I lost concentration and my vagina clenched with such force it
almost hurt my fingers. I tasted my juices and it only mad me want Elliot more.
If I tasted so sweet she had to be like heaven. I took a moment to compose
myself and went back to work.
The next few
hours went by smoothly and my body went back to its normal state. I snuck down
to surgery to get Turk for a quickie to help take the edge off. And then it all
feel apart. I was prepping a patient for surgery and she came waltzing back in.
it was like I was back on the roof, and the sexually energy came back instantly
where it let off. “Carla I finally figured out why we don’t hang out more.” WHY
IS SHE HER was all I could think. I took this side of the hospital to avoid. “Great
Elliot Pins and needles really im prepping a patient for surgery.” I had to get
her out of there. “Mrs. Kellerman is my patent too. I traded with Doug so we
could talk.” GODDAMMIT And of course the old lady couldn’t help but chime in.
“Oh are you two friends?” “Where about to be.”.” Elliot said so gracefully. “Oh
my god” Did I let slip. Did everything about her have to be so hot? “you still
stuck on your first impression of me.” She had no idea how right she was. “That
im some spoiled brat.” “ELLIOT NOT NOW OK?” She was so quiet I thought I had
hurt her too much but the rare silence didn’t last long. “When I was young I
was really close with our maid…” I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to play the
race card or shed never let me have piece. “That’s it.” I pulled the curtain
around the bed and dragged Elliot with me. “
So you think you
totally get my whole experience because you spent time with a Latina woman who
cleaned your house?” “What are you talking about? Our maid was white.” She
never was a good liar. “What was her name?” I challenged “Consuela.” She
managed to blubber. “Look you know I don’t always say the right thing but you
also know how hard im trying. So I guess your right we have nothing in common
cause I only have things in common with nice people.” It hurt but I was glad
she was mad, it meant she would leave me alone. We would have kept fighting but
Mrs. Kellerman chimed in. “You know I can still hear you right?”
I just handed
Elliot the chart and went back to work. “Mrs. Kellerman im sorry but im not
sure what surgery you having.” And then she said the last thing I had expected
to hear. “I’m getting big fake tit’s” as if things couldn’t get worse. I now
had to thing about boobs. “your getting fake boobs?” Elliot rang in. “Stripper
big”. Great now all I could think about was Elliot pole dancing. “Excuse me
Mrs. Kellerman why would you wait till now to do this?” I had to ask. “Yeha
cause you your so old”. “Yeha Elliot she got that.” “Yeha im sure she gets it
all the time”.
“Look ive been
self conscious my whole life and I finally got the courage. Can you honestly
say there’s nothing about your body?” We both agreed we wouldn’t change
anything but she knew we where lying. “Then your both liars.” It was amazing
how perceptive she was. Im just glad turk was in the lunch room when I got
there.
I jumped at the
chance to cuddle with him. He was so comfortable and soothing. But I had to ask
it. “Honey if there was one thing you could change about my body what would it
be?” I expected an answer but all her could do was look up and say…” “I get it
your testing me.” I hated it when he did that. “Baby you know I don’t like it
when you talk to god while where trying to have a serious conversation. Being
honest I would change everything.” “Look why don’t we just skip the question
and go right to not having sex for a month.” I just gave up and tried to get
some rest. The rest of the day went Elliot free. And for the first time all day
my hormones where going back to normal.
I mad it home
that night and went right to the shower. After I fingered myself on the roof I
felt unclean. In more ways than one. As I climbed into the shower I had to
fight the craving to shove the shower head in my crotch. After wrapping myself
in a towel and a few glasses of wine I opened my closet. I had to get out of
the house. I chose the white dress with the flower print. I told myself it was
because it was my favorite dress but I really wanted to be done up nice for
Elliot. I finally sat down at the mirror in the living room to try and make
something of my hair. I don’t know weather it was because I was still horny or
because I really wanted to see her but who else came through the door? None
other than the love my life Dr.Reed.
“Is JD here?” It
was kind of a relief she was backing of the whole BFF thing. She was wearing a
dark blue skirt with a batching sweater and a light blue tank underneath. It
completed her breasts beautifully. “No its just me” I was shocked that I was
able to get that much out. We where finally alone, I could tell her everything
but even now I resisted. She moved to the chair in the entry way. “ I guess ill
just wait here.” “Damm” I let out. Why couldn’t she just leave? I decided I was
tired of fighting something had to be said. “Fine ill just wait outside.” It
took half a second for me to realize she was leaving. “No Elliot, its just my
hair. I mean if it’s the lease bit humid I turn into Dr.J.” “Is he in
radiology?” “Yes”. I didn’t want to upset her.
“Carla I would
kill for your hair.” I wasn’t excited at the complement but it meant that she
was noticing me. I tried to not get my hopes up. “Really?” “Yeha” she said. “iI
would kill for your legs” “I would kill for you lips” “I would kill for that
wagon your dragging.” The Blank frozen smile on her face showed me she didn’t
get it. “That’s your ass” “Wow thanks” She said and instantly tried to twist to
check her self out. I decried that I would have to lighten the mood. “ ill give
you my hair if you give me yours?”
It was Like a high
school slumber party. We talked about guys work did each others hair and
eventually worked towards my favorite subject, sex. “What was your first time
like” I asked her. “well it was my senior prom and I was dating a real geek. We
spent the whole night sitting quietly in the back of the gym. Of course I was
17 and had it up to hear with masturbation so I jumped when he asked if her
could fuck me. He lifted my dress up and stuck it in. he came in half a second.
What about you?” I decided to be honest with her. “It was with a girlfriend in
the 7th grade. I felt bad cause she almost choked on her wine. “Holy
frick you’ve done it with a woman”
“ive been doing
it for years. Im bi.” She just stared at me for what seemed like hours. Finally
I broke the ice. “ look I couldn’t say anything or else Turk would want to do
all kinds of nasty stuff. I mean the day we met me and Jennie in gynecology got
up on the stirrups and eat each others pussies. And then she started to relax.
“So did you mean what you said about my butt?” “Fuck yeha.” I spewed
instantly. She started to blush. “So You where checking me out huh?” I knew she
meant it as a joke but I had to lay everything out. I got a real serious tone
in my voice. “ Look, ive been attracted to you for a while but I love Turk. And
stop blushing, there’s no shame in being hot. And I don’t know what mad me say
it but I lost all control. “Can I touch your butt?”
To my surprise
she just got up and turned her wondrous butt in my face. “Go ahead. Feel my
wagon” she still didn’t realize I was being serious. I had to be less subtle.
As she laughingly giggled her booty in my face I placed my hands on her outer
legs with my fingertips a few inches under the bottom of her skirt. She froze.”
No Elliot, I mean touch it.” She didn’t stop me as I ran my whole hands under
her skirt. She was getting goose bumps. At first I thought she wasn’t wearing
any thing but as I slid her skirt up over her butt I saw she was wearing a red,
flower laced thong. I slowly placed soft gentle kisses on each of her cheeks.
Getting in this far I decided to push my luck.
I reached up and
began to pull her thong down. As her thong hit the floor around her ankles her
sweet sent filled my being. I was right her taint was better than mine. I
placed my hand on her back and bent her slightly. Her face had the look of the
silent moan. I continued kissing her crack and then took it even farther. I
spread her cheeks and looked at her wonderful and cute asshole.
It was nice and
pink just like I had imagined it so many times. I placed a strong passionate
kiss directly on her bung hole. She almost fell. I knew she was ready. I kissed
down the inside of her crack. Till I was staring her “bajingo” in the face. It
was still verry harry, not surprising how insecure she was with sex. My lips
just touched the back of her pussie and then the whole thing fell apart. She
stood up and was half way to the door before I realized what was happening.
“look Carla I
cant do this. Ive gotta go.” I was in tears. “IM IN LOVE WITH YOU.” I shouted
as the door clicked shut. It was a long time before I got up to go to bed. And
I looked down and realized her thong was still here.
Four
Days Latter
It
was amazing how Elliot could hide when she wanted to. She did everything she
could to avoid me. I had given up all hope. That’s why I was surprised that she
came to me. She approached me in the locker room. “Nurse, I believe I left
something at your home.” I was tired of being nice. This time I would be my
self. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “ I believe it was and article
of clothing.” “You cant have it.” “Dammit Carla its my lucky pair” “Im just
saying you cant have it now” “and why not?” “Cause im wearing them, and if you
want em back come and get em.”
She started to
storm out. “Look Elliot Ive been in love with you for a while and I understand
if you don’t feel like that but I would realy like to take you out to dinner
some time.” “what about Turk?” she said. “I don’t know” I admitted. She just
stood there looking at the floor. After awhile I gave up and made my way to the
door, and then she stopped me. “Carla, pick me up at 7 tonight?” I just smiled
and replied. “Ill be there”
To
Be Continued.
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