Hey guys it’s you’re favorite nurse Grace! Or wait did I say my name last time? Oh well if I did or did not I’m Grace or Gracie which ever you desire! So I posted a comment on my last post thanking everyone for their comments and compliments its really mind blowing! I also said that the day I wrote the post I had issues with the tagging system and understanding it fully as Blonde and all ya know! So the day I posted was a day after it happened so here I am to share what happened next since so many of you all want to know I’ll be more than happy to share!
After I wrote the post I was feeling quite calm, surprised at how calm I was actually. Running around in just a pair of hip hugger panties like the ones I had on in my car just these were powder blue matching the polish on my toes (maybe I did that on purpose!) It’s hard to keep my finger nails nice and unchipped working as much as I do so I indulge on my pedis!) Anyway I was running around in my panties and a pale yellow tank top no bra because ya know little tittys and all but I felt cute and like a little house wife running around waiting for her lover to come home to a clean house and take me however she wanted! It’s been a while since I’ve been laid and the rendezvous in the diner parking lot really seemed to trigger something inside of me and as I said since M and I made eye contact she hadn’t left my mind each hour on the hour the thoughts became more and more provocative.
Suddenly as my phone vibrated on the glass top of my end table my heart sank and began to thump like a beating war drum as lines of soldiers marched into their doom. She is here! Holy shit this is it, ok DEEP BREATHS Grace you got this! Pep talking my self as I walked through the livingroom towards my phone to read the message.
“Hey! I think I’m here want to come open your door so I don’t knock on some random house PLEASEEEEE?” I live in a subdivision where most of the houses all look the same so this is common place when I have someone new over.
My pep talking continued as I took the daunting final 15 steps to my door and as the deadbolt snapped open my heart slammed against my ribcage. The door swung open as I pulled on the knob and in my driveway there she was. Wearing leggings and an oversized sweatshirt with Mickey Mouse on the front. Goosebumps covered my skin, as the cold winters night rushed through the open doorway making me curse myself for not putting the window in the storm door leaving the screen in like an idiot. Her perfume swirled into my nostrils as she walked past and said “You cold or just happy to see me?” Immediately making me laugh the nerves away as she opened up her arms, wrapping them around my shoulders and pulling me into her. The combination of her perfume on her Hijab and the scent of her shampoo beneath it was nothing short of intoxicating.
“I love your house! It’s so cute, is it yours? Do you live here alone? Oh my God I’m rambling I’m so sorry that was so fucking rude of me I’m sorry I swear I’m not that type of Jesus Grace I’m nervous!” She said as we walked over and sat on my couch I couldn’t help but laugh at her and at the same time feel slightly under dressed, “Jesus Grace did you think she was just going to come in bend you over and fuck your brains out like some college d bag?” I began to stress over myself and the decisions I’ve made leading up to this point. Not of the fact of doing this but more of how I am approaching this, I’ve never been with a girl I dont know how girls want their girl to be am I being too forward!
I crossed my arms and my legs as I I suddenly felt naked in my own home and I think she felt me closing myself off. “Well don’t you look hot as hell!” She said I’m sure because my uncomfortable feeling was written all over my face, I’m bad about hiding my true feelings which is why I suppose we are here on my couch. “Sorry am I, is this too much? I can change yeah let me go put something on” I stood up to go to my bedroom and M grabbed my hand, it was trembling I was terrified, embarrassed out of my depth I’ve not been with more than 3 dudes what the fuck do I think I’m doing with a woman?
M stood up still holding onto my hand, I looked into her green eyes and felt like I was on a ship rocking back and forth with each breath I became more relaxed and as she spoke her words were drawn out and slowly being heard as my mind was running in circles. Something inside my head just said “Kiss Her!” Out of character I went for it, my hand slipped behind her neck and I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers, the taste of her lip gloss filled my tastebuds and will forever be my favorite flavor of anything. Our tongues danced as they did the first time and it was better the second time around.
My other hand went to the small of her back slipping under her Mickey sweatshirt and I felt her smooth cold skin, when my palm made contact with her back she moaned into my mouth a little sending vibrations throughout my body. Her hands ran up and down my back the way I imagined she would in the shower only days before but at the time it seemed like years ago, what was once a silly girls fantasy has quickly turned into my reality and I couldn’t get enough. Her little delicate hands, nails painted neon orange popping off her tan skin like a stop sign on a dark country road when your headlights shine upon it. As I became lost my her touch my eyes closed and suddenly my shirt was being thrown across the room, “sit down Gracie” she whispered as our lips pulled apart. “How did she know people call me that? Did she look me up on FB or IG or is it just meant to be? Or most likely pretty easy to figure out like Elizabeth Lizzy Danielle Danny you see where my mind goes!”
M stood in front of me as I crashed down into the cushions of my couch I sat there topless, my nipples aching for her touch dying for attention hard as diamonds reaching out for a hand a finger anything! My nipples were on the same page as my everything, this girl could have stuck my toe in her mouth and I would have soaked my couch in an instant. Her mystic green eyes looked me over as she bit her bottom lip, a peek of her luminous white teeth distracting my attention from what her hands were doing. Movement caught my eye as I watched her hands slide up the sides of her thighs and up to her head, “do you mind if I take this thing off?” She asked me about her Hijab I sat there with a lustfilled expression shaking my head no “Take whatever you want to off M I want you in anyway I can get it”
The floral pattern flew across my room landing near my top, dark curly hair tied in a bun on the back of her hair sat out in the open, “Wow she is gorgeous!” I thought to myself and no sooner the thought entered my mind she lifted the tail of her shirt and it joined the pile of clothes on the other side of the room, a black laced bra her breast were sitting perfectly on her chest inside of, I licked my dry lips tasting what was left of her lip gloss as her hand slipped behind her back and the straps around her shoulders became slacked and her boobs broke free. My mouth watered as I was greeted by her nipples perfectly positioned, I swear everything about her was perfect. Where my boobs are small, hers were just the right size, my nipples pink and long on puffy areolas hers dark brown short on flat perfect tanned circles.
She walked over and straddled my thighs and we kissed again, as she tried to pull back I pulled her into me keeping her there “Oh you like this?” She said before she kissed me our mouths close as they could be without touching our noses tip to tip. Her breast hung down onto my chest I felt her nipples brush against mine. “You have never had a girl go down on you?” She asked me once I finally let her go. Biting one short fingernail nervously I looked up at her and shook my head no. “That’s the last time you will be able to honestly say that Gracie!”
She took my arms and stretched them out like angel wings and pinned them back against my couch, she leaned in and kissed my neck. I turned my head giving her all the room to kiss every inch of my neck because as she now knows my neck and my ears are my weak spots. Almost as if she already knew that she was whispering in my ear telling me how hard I was going to cum before pulling away nibbling on my ear lobe.
Down the center of my chest she left a trail in her wake of kisses, her lips puckered as she sucked my nipple into her mouth furiously rubbing her tongue back and forth. As i stated my nipples are kind of long and they are EXTREMELY sensitive when I’m horny which I very much was they are basically the faucet turning on the water.
Down my belly her mouth went kissing up down side to side leaving no skin cell left that didnt get her kiss of approval. Now at my panty line her breath on my vagina was more intense than any toy I’ve ever felt. The tip of her finger nail tracing my lips over my panties sent my body into seizures. Hearing her kisses just below my belly button watching her look up at me as she pulled down my panties off taking her sweet time kissing down my left leg starting at my inner thigh just next to my lip, kissing the top of my foot then over to my right ankle and back up to where she started. Kneeing on a pillow on the side of my couch looking at me as she sat between my legs, my feet were on my coffee table my knees now bent on either side of her. She ran her finger starting at my ass then up between my little lips a string of juices attached to her nail as she made her way up.
“Grace you have one beautiful little pussy!” Before I could say thank you or anything else her mouth was on me and my hands grabbed the back of her head not allowing her to leave. Now I’ve given myself plenty of orgasms, the few guys I’ve been with have given me them as well I was never the girl who could not cum both clitoral and penetrative orgasms I have had. This though, what M was doing to me what she was making my body do with out my control was something I never knew existed. My back shot up from the couch and my legs stretched out one foot and leg hovering over the table as her tongue twisted and twirled around on my clit.
My mouth sat open but I wasn’t able to make any sounds, most definitely not any words were being said. What she did felt like an orgasm from the instant she placed her magical Harry Potter Wand of a tongue between my thighs and when she did bring me to climax I had a fucking panic attack! No joke she had to get me my inhaler because this was honestly and truly an Earth shattering off the charts kind of orgasm. I like to write I like to describe things in as much detail as I can so when I go back and read my journal I am able to picture everything the exact way I saw them when I wrote about them but this! This what she just gave me I can’t find the words the way to combine them if I was even to somehow find them it just doesn’t exist not in my little head it doesn’t.
So that was the first 45 minutes of our date and that’s where I’m going to leave this one, she stayed the night and taught me how to go down on a woman so maybe if anyone wants to hear about that that’s what I’ll post about next. I don’t know I hope I didn’t let you all down as I relived this I got excited and now I want some ice cream! I wish I could have written down better how it felt but it truly can not figure out how……
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/etka68/f_nurse_patient_m_f
Just finished ready your last post and check your post history to immediately see this, I’m hyped
another piece of outstanding writing!
you NEED to keep it going! :)
I don’t want you to continue writing, i NEED you to! Pls keep going!
Wow
Gosh. So hot and well written. Got me wet … and I’m a guy! Please write more.
Congrats on the great new sex! Try all the fun, sexy, kinky things with her. Learn and grow together. And please continue to be share – your story and writing are both delightful. Thank you very much for doing this.
Don’t. Stop. Writing. That’s how you’ll find the words! And amazing story! Have me excited for the rest!
Omg, outstanding story. Your a gifted writer and lover.
I hope to hear more very soon. Inspired writing!
you’re an amazing writer and your stories are so refreshing to read after so many fumbled attempts at writing on this and similar subs.
Please keep sharing your stories. As a bisexual woman who is terrified of dating or flirting with women I really relate to your perspective and your fresh experience.
If I may add one tip to help your stories be a bit more immersive: give M a pseudonym. Mila, Mel, Minerva anything that you can think of that isn’t her real name and does some justice to her essence. People identify with named characters real or fictional and find letters confusing and difficult to connect with. Getting your name in this story gave me even more empathy and connection to you as the storyteller. Maybe call her Em like short for Emily which still stands for M but looks and reads like a name.
Thanks for writing! I’m loving vicariously through you tonight. (I tried to write living but it came out loving and it seemed appropriate.)
God this is amazing! I can’t wait to hear the end of this!