“Mam, is it your first time in this job?” one of the guys asked me. It was indeed.

I had been working as a nurse for several years but had been laid off during cutbacks. That put me back in the unemployment line for 4 long costly months until last week when I landed a new job. The job required a fully qualified nurse.

The first 4 days of my first week had been pretty normal. I had been given patients at the clinic and handled all the normal stuff that I had been handling for years. However, today was “donor day” in my schedule.

I found a line-up of about 10-15 guys in their underwear. Some were shy and confused, much like me, while others were waiting patiently and confidently. One of those guys saw right through me and decided he wanted to help.

“Is it your first time with donor day?” he asked me again. I nodded, trying to keep my professional distance while still welcoming the help.

“I’ve been here about a dozen times now, so I know the process by now. Let me know if you need any help.”

“Sure, actually I could use some help to freshen up the process” I said. In fact, I hadn’t been told anything about the process, other than that they were sperm donors and that I had to facilitate. The other nurses giggled when they told me and I figured it was something like this – being around these dudes while they have to masturbate so they can make their donation. This is pretty normal, except of course it’s usually not this many at the same time.

I decided to focus on organizing things. I counted them and decided to start one by one, using the normal procedures I had learnt as a nurse. You let the donor go into a room where there are some magazines and other things, and about 5-30 minutes later, they come out with their donation and the next go in and so on. Of course, multiple can go in parallel if there are multiple rooms.

“Excuse me, do you know where the donor rooms are?” I asked the donor who had been there many times and had previously offered his help.

“There are no other rooms, we all have to go in here.” he said.

“Really!?” I was confounded. “And you’re all OK with that?” I asked.

He nodded. “Yes, it’s all part of the deal. It’s more efficient, so we get a little more than we would other places and there is more profit for you too – well, your employers, I guess”.

Not only was it crossing a line for them, I felt, but for me too. I would have to examine them before they could make their donation to screen for crabs and such things. Now I had to do this in full view of everyone else. Of course, I was a professional and moved forward.

“Now, please cough” I instructed him.

I had barely finished before one more man came and let himself get inspected by me. I guess they were all used to the procedure as they had a much more efficient approach to it than I was used it.

Apparently me examining them had the side effect that they were getting slight erections. I guess this would also contribute to making the whole process faster.

The guy who had approached me earlier wanted to say something. “So now that you have examined us, can you tell whether it’s safe for a blowjob” he asked.

“Yes, there would be no problem with fellatio” I confirmed “My examination confirms that.”

“Good” he said “Because you’re going to need to start doing that if we’re to be done in one hour" he said.

“One hour!?” I almost yelled, immediately lowering my voice, embarrassed if anyone else caught me out of my professional distance.

“Yes, another group is coming in one hour, well 50 minutes now, and we have to be done by then”, he explained “that’s why we’re all in the same room” he said and whispered “and that’s why they only hire hot nurses for this job.”

Pling! Everything made sense to me now. From the job ad, job interview, the ease with which I got the job, the giggling, everything! This was my job, apparently.

The guy was indeed right – I had confirmed that they would be safe for fellatio. The clock was ticking and I couldn’t underperform in my first week on the job or I would risk going back in the unemployment line. I decided I had to follow the ‘process’ that was described to me.

I also figured this was a natural extension of a professional treatment. I had confirmed it was safe, now I had to stand behind my professional assessment. I put a penis in my mouth and started sucking it, while ‘examining’ another with my hand.

After about 10 minutes, I had my first donation. With 40 minutes left and 11 guys, I quickly calculated that not even helping them along like this was going to get me there in time.

"How much time?” I asked the guy who had helped me before. “Just 40 minutes left” he said. I knew the answer, because I had seen the wall clock, but I was hoping that he would tell me what I was doing wrong, because the time just didn’t add up.

“The others get topless, that might help, I know it would help for me” he said. I nodded, knowing it usually helped when I went topless in front of my ex boyfriend. I dropped my top and now sucked off another guy.

It was quite difficult to arrange, I had to find the container just in time and get him to sign a form before continuing to the next one. Even though the next two only took 5 minutes each, I was still running behind schedule.

“You should take your panties off and let us help” he said. Let us help I repeated in my head. He meant that if they could take a more active part, we could all get done sooner. Only thing is I had to make my pussy available.

“Don’t worry, it’s usually not necessary, maybe you just need practice, then you can soon handle it only with handjobs” he re-assured me. He meant to say that I wouldn’t have to let them fuck me every time to meet the target. That strangely re-assured me. I dropped my panties and “let them help”.

It went well with the first guy who pulled out after a minut and dumped his load in a container. The next guy came in me, so that was less successful. I had to stop for a moment and let the cum drip from my pussy into another container. I wasn’t sure if that sample would even be valid, but I couldn’t see why it wouldn’t. It was just a waste of time.

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Another donor made a successful donation in the container, but when the next one again deposited in the “wrong” container, my pussy, I decided this was enough for now, I got on the floor letting the cum drip out, while I worked to get samples from the rest of them.

That worked! I was finished with 5 minutes to spare, enough to get dressed, drink a quick cup of coffee and be ready for the next group.

I met one of the other nurses in the hallway.

“I completed the samples, is the next group ready?” I asked her.

“The next group!?” she asked. “There are no more groups coming today.” The nurse turned to her colleague and said “The new nurse is done with the donors already!” she said. The other nurse replied “Wow, that is impressive” she said and continued “It usually takes me about 15 minutes per person and takes about 5 hours in total – how did you do it so quickly!?”