I’m a good nurse!![FM]

Hi. I’ve always wanted to post in here, but chickened out last minute.

I’ve been a slut since I came of age, starting with teasing selfies posted online of my ass in a tight pair of jeans. Never really liked my body but I liked the attention, and I’ve gotta admit it was a nice self esteem boost.

I wanna talk about how I went from shy, all-talk-no-action e-slut to creampie addicted whore ?? Before I met my current partner, condoms were a necessity. Kids are cool but the idea of actually making one makes me wanna wretch, no thank you. But I always thought about it. I’d insist on protection with the handful of people I actually fucked, and whisper to strangers how I’d never been fucked raw. My cunt was “pure”. My cunt was thirsty..

A friend of a friend reached out to me having a health crisis. I didn’t even know what he looked like, just his name and his location and that he needed companionship while under medical supervision. I felt terrible knowing he was all alone. In a matter of hours I’d gotten dressed and planned a bus route to him.

When I got there, he was laid in bed half immobilized by a brace and myriad of IV lines hooked up next to his bed. Painkillers had him in a strangely euphoric haze, and I’ll admit his childish demeanor made me smile. Kinda felt like some makeawish meet to be honest. We sat and talked for a long while, learned we shared plenty of interests, and eventually he told me he needed a nap to recuperate. I was in such a good mood I did something I rarely ever did sober- I cuddled with a stranger. I climbed into his bed, carefully avoiding his ivs and we spooned. The door to his room was cracked slightly so I could watch the silhouettes of nurses passing by, none bothering to check in.

We laid silent for a while, shallow breath and just the slightest movements from itchy legs. I thought he was asleep til I felt him move against me. His thin hospital gown did little to hide his excitement, and my jeans were worn thin enough to make it obvious. My breath caught. I felt this rush.. this strange curiosity to let it keep going. Eventually, he rubbed my sides and asked if I wanted to try something risky. My hand found his and squeezed it. It was all the invitation he needed.

Suddenly, he was on his back and I was on top, the door still cracked and machines beeping incessantly as ambience. My pants were crumpled in a pile and tucked under the sheets. My cunt, wet and hot, was pressed against his leaking member. This stranger, with his bubbly personality and warm touch, had convinced me to do something I’d never done even with my serious live-in relationship of three years. And I wanted every part of it. Fuck, he was hot.

His cock twitched and I shuddered. He rubbed the leaking head against my slit eagerly, getting us both slippery with pre. I could feel my pussy getting hotter and even swelling with need.

I had to try so hard to keep my voice down as he fucked me. Light whimpers as I covered my face and my eyes teared up with need. I was on top, but he guided every stroke easily. It felt like hours that we were fucking, making me cum over and over on that thick cock. Finally, I felt this rush of warmth in my pussy. His throbbing cock stopped thrusting and I knew immediately what was happening.

I couldn’t feel it all as much as I’d hoped but when he grinned up at me and told me that was the most he’d cum in ages I felt so proud. How had no one noticed? Maybe they did and they just didn’t care. After he softened up I rushed to the bathroom, face bright red. I got a good look of my messy cunt in the light- his cum coated my lips and was already leaking down my thigh. I needed to taste it. I don’t know if it was all the extra seratonin from sex but fuck his cum tasted like heaven. I swallowed as much of it as I could before wiping the remainder and returning to his bedside.

It’s been nearly 2 years and we still fuck daily, raw, and this time without the danger of ripping IV lines out of his arms. ??

(PS I’m not on any sort of protection and I’m honestly surprised I haven’t gotten the scare but somehow that doesn’t bug me)

(PSS we both get regularly tested for stis, had been even since before meeting, and were open about sexual history as we were first talking despite not having any prior plans to fuck. I would have never gone into this kind of situation uninformed)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nutcm9/im_a_good_nursefm

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