Arousal meets opportunity

My name is Stephanie.  I am 42, married, with 2 young sons.  I keep myself in very good shape and am proud of how fit I am.   I have sandy blonde hair, just past my shoulders. Green eyes.  D cup breasts, tight waist.  I have a constant sexual tension.  I like to dress attractively.  I want to catch someone’s eye.  Sometimes as a nurse, always wearing scrubs, that’s hard to do.  But  I find ways to feel sexy however I dress each day.  My relationship with my husband is very close.  I have never had a relationship with anyone outside of our marriage, but that’s not to say I haven’t had a sexual encounter.  Tom is an anesthesiologist at a different hospital and often works different shifts than me.  So a few times, my arousal has met an opportunity. I am sure Tom has no idea.  

This is one of those opportunities. I work on the cardiology floor of the hospital. While the patients are dealing with some tough health issues, we are a pretty tight knit group of nurses and we support a great group of doctors. We have fun when we can. And yes, we are a bit flirtatious. 

This morning, after my rounds, I had to finish getting room 9 ready for a new patient.  The previous patient was released yesterday afternoon and the room had been cleaned overnight. As I finished, I unfolded and tossed the flat sheet across the hospital bed.  I reached across the bed to push the sheet over the far side, and as I did so, I felt two hands firmly grab my waist and hips.  The electricity ran through me. I started to raise up and the firm hold kept me slightly bent at the waist with my two hands on the bed slightly supporting me.  I felt his hips press up against me pressing my thighs against the edge of the bed. His left hand began to roam, slowly caressing my torso, rubbing from just below my bra down to the top of my scrub pants. 

His right hand inserted a finger inside my scrubs. Slowly stroking above my panty line. Getting ever closer with each stroke. Eventually running over the lace.  Each stroke caused my excitement to escalate. The pressure in my nipples, the tense fluttering in my abdomen, I could feel myself becoming soaking wet. With each motion, I wished his hand would creep higher and touch my breast and his finger would plunge further into my panties.  I had not yet looked back, my eyes closed as I allowed my body to be explored. I was on the edge even though I was fully dressed. 

I could feel his member as it started to stiffen.  It hung to his left, our left. As it hardened it began to raise, trapped between his hip and my behind, pushing up just under my left cheek. I recognized that my hips slowly started to slightly gyrate. I could feel it rub against me. His hands reached into my scrubs and pulled on the tie, allowing the scrubs to loosen but still trapped around my waist as I was still pushed against the edge of the bed.  I pushed back and then forward, momentarily losing contact with both him and the bed.  My bottoms fell below my waist, exposing my panty clad ass. I had worn a light purple lace panty, cheeky style, showing off my tight behind.  As his hips reengaged with mine, his cock was now fully erect and centered between my cheeks.  

As I continued slowly rotating my hips, his hands ran up my sides, over my breasts, lifting my top over and off of me. As his hands slid back down, they stopped and firmly grasped my full breasts. I so wanted him to touch my nipples, to tweak them. But he was controlled, and held the cups and applied pressure through the matching purple lace bra to my nipples with a finger tip on each one.  I was doing everything I could to not lose control. His hands then moved down, his left holding my hip against while his right plunged into my panties.  I did my best to slightly part my legs. He moved down and felt my smooth clean shaven lips.  He teased me before he touched me, entered me, and I was so close.  His left hand pulled me into his hips, his right hand began to slide between my folds and I felt a hand on my breast, reaching for my nipple. 

And as his hand reached my clit, and I recognized there was another person touching my nipple, I nearly collapsed in an overwhelming orgasm. It was all I could do to hold myself up against the bed and push back against his hips. I was so wet. I shuttered, deep breaths, and it took everything not to moan so loud as to inform anyone as to what was occurring. For several minutes I stood there, barely able to keep my legs steady, in my panties and bra, working to catch my breath.   Once I did, I reached behind me and felt two men. One directly behind me and one to my left. I reached for their groins and felt two incredible members. The person behind me undid my bra and allowed my breasts to hang freely. He began to play with, tweak and roll my nipples.  The man on my left reached into my panties and inserted a couple of fingers and rapidly brought me close to the edge of another orgasm. 

I turned around and quickly recognized the two doctors. Doctor Phil was directly behind me. Taller than me, well built, clean shaven, bald.  The extra hand belonged to Doctor Joe, he was shorter, my height. Full beard, short hair, you’d mistake him for a lumber jack if he wasn’t dressed as a doctor. I didn’t say a word, nor did they they.  I stood there in just my purple lace panties and reached forward and undid first Dr Phil’s scrub tie and then Dr Joe’s.  I reached out into their boxers and took a cock in each hand.  Dr Phil’s was a normal width but was longer than I had experienced,  while Dr Joe’s was shorter but much thicker than I had ever had. Dr. Phil continued to play with my nipples while Dr Joe caressed my ass.  

I needed to gather myself before I came again. I squatted down and took Dr Phil’s member in my mouth, then Dr Joe’s. I sucked and stoked on one as I stroked the other’s cock at the same time.  I did my best to maintain eye contact.  Dr. Phil was rock hard and it didn’t take long for Dr Joe to get to that same level.  I alternated back and forth and could still feel the excitement and electricity flowing through my whole body. I was one touch away from my next orgasm. 

Dr Joe encouraged me to stand up with a touch of his hand on my arm.  I took my mouth off of his musty hard thick cock and stood up. He turned me toward the bed and I instinctively leaned forward over the thigh high bed. I felt two hands grab my soaked panties and pull them over my ass and down to the floor. I was now completely naked and just waiting to be taken.   I felt Dr Joe place his thick head against my opening, sliding it up and down to get it wet and lubricated and then finally pressed in firmly yet slowly. I was so full. I did everything to not immediately come but could not hold back. He held still, fully inserted, and allowed me to relax.  Once I caught my breath he began his rythmic pumping.   It was just incredible. I was more full than I had ever been. His trusts were strong and firm, nearly pulling out each time before pushing back in with authority. While he continued, Dr Phil climbed on the bed and laid down in front of me, his erection just in front of my face.  I took it into my mouth and tried to continue to provide him pleasure.  I realized that it was the first time I had ever had 2 men in me at one time.  But I couldn’t continue. Dr Joe was quickening his pace and becoming more forceful with each thrust. My knees became weak and nearly gave out as I spasmed around his member. He suddenly pulled out and shot rope after rope of cum across my back.  

I was exhausted, I felt excitingly slutty and I had another man to please. I crawled into the bed and laid next to Dr. Phil. After what seemed like an eternity, I regained my stamina and slowly began stroking his cock. It quickly went from semi hard to fully erect. He was on his back and I was on my side with my left leg laying over his. I could feel the cum on my back slowly sliding across my body.  No words had been spoken and I wondered how this next act would play out. Moments later Dr Phil reached for my hand and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his body, reached back and found his cock, leaned forward and placed the head right at the entrance to my body. I slowly lowered myself until he was all the way in my pussy. It was long and touched places that my husband never has. Dr Phil reached up and played with my nipples and each tweak seemed to have a direct connection with my clitoris.  I began to lift and lower myself on his manhood, ensuring that every time he reached the depths he had with the previous thrust. 

He was not as thick as Dr Joe, but his length was having quite the affect on me.  After a while, I leaned forward placing more weight on my hands, placing my breasts closer to Dr. Phil’s chest, and rather that fully raising and lowering, I rotated my hips to create the thrusts.  This had an immediate affect on Dr. Phil. I could see him struggling to control himself and his passion to play with my breasts continued. I was getting closer and closer to my next orgasm and could clearly see he was as well. I picked up my pace ensuring each thrust buried him deep within me. His whole body went stiff and I felt the wonderful sensation of him spasming within me filling me with his cum just as I started to respond and have my next orgasm. 

Exhausted I collapsed on top of him. I felt him leaking out of me around his shaft. I didn’t want him to pull out and I laid on him while we both caught our breath. I slowly slid him out of me and again laid on my side next to him, my hand on his chest.  He turned to me, kissed me and the first words were spoken as he said thank you. I simply smiled. He got out of the bed, quickly dressed and left.  I figured I couldn’t lay there for fear of someone walking in. I sat up and sat on the edge of the bed.  I pulled the flat sheet that had started this whole morning around me and I thought about how incredible the morning was. 

Suddenly the door opened and I panicked. I pulled the flat sheet around me to cover myself completely as the sheer curtain around the bed was pulled aside. Standing there was Dr. Jason. I found him to be the most attractive doctor that visited our floor. He was at 6’3″, athletic build, black hair parted on the side with blue eyes. He wore glasses that for some reason really turned me on.  “Need anymore company?” he asked.  I didn’t know what to say really. My silence led him to say “I can leave you to yourself if you’d like?”.   I told him he was welcome to stay, that I’d like him to stay. He moved in front of me and my head was in a whirl. He was here to have sex with me right?  Something I had thought about many times.  I expected it to be quiet and special with him slowly undressing me, removing my sexy underwear, taking me passionately.  I never thought I would be naked and used, cum on my back, cum oozing from between my legs, my face only a foot or two away from his penis. I could see it wasn’t flaccid. Rather it was starting to become defined in his scrubs. 

I parted my knees and leaned forward, grabbing his scrubs and feeling him through them. It was everything that I had hoped for. Not as wide as Dr Joe but close and every bit as long as Dr Phil.  I quickly untied his scrubs, lowered his tight fitting boxers which he stepped out of.  I stroked him, my hand under his shaft, I felt his heavy balls.  There was nothing undesirable about the man.  I pulled him closer, almost in between my knees and leaned down and took him in my mouth. I tried to make eye contact but I was leaning forward.  But I did my best to excite him. I had saliva, swirled my tongue, paid extra attention to the head. It had been quite awhile since I had sucked an uncut member, I had one hand on his shaft, the other caressing his testicles. 

I was excited again. The tingling in between my legs returned and I couldn’t believe I could be wet again but I was becoming a mess between my own juices and what remained of Dr Phil’s load.  I felt my muscles all tense and an anxious feeling in my abdomen. He gently felt my heavy breasts, his large hands providing firm support. He then pushed me back across the bed, laying me on my back.  He reached over and raised the bed, bringing our hips to nearly the same level. I brought my knees up and he positioned himself between them. I grabbed the head of his shaft and lined it up with my opening. He placed the head just between my lips but did not enter. He leaned over me, I was his.  I wanted to be his. He slowly pushed in and I stretched around his shaft and felt every part of him become part of me. The euphoria that washed over my body was unbelievable. I spasmed and shuttered. I know I squirmed and moaned. I had no pillow under my head as I laid across the bed but I desperately wanted to watch his hips move in and and out and see him penetrating me over and over. I strained to watch but it excited me to see and I began to notice his balls bouncing off of my bottom with each thrust. I struggled to keep my knees as far up as I could as I was tiring from the entirety of the morning. Dr Jason recognized that and used his hands to push my knees up, allowing him even deeper penetration, allowing me even more pleasure. 

His rhythm and pace was consistent. I don’t know how long we went, I don’t know if I had multiple repeated orgasms or one long drawn out orgasm, but we both became covered in sweat and he eventually picked up the pace. His thrusts became more forceful, his ball smacking my ass, the sound of our bodies crashing together becoming ever louder. I spasmed in one final orgasm, my body tensing and I felt him stiffen then throb and shoot his large load of semen deep inside me. He came with such force I know I felt it shooting inside of me. He throbbed and pulsed and throbbed and pulsed. After a few moments, he released my knees and I relaxed. He leaned in and kissed me. He pulled away leaving me empty except for his massive load. 

And then I was alone again. I was a mess. I used the washroom in the room, attempting to clean up, but no matter what I did, he continued to ooze from me.  I put my purple lace panties and bra on, put my scrubs on, and pulled all the linens off the bed.   I hurried to the nurses break room to fix my makeup.  It seemed as though no one noticed my absence yet I felt everyone knew. The doctors and I are friendly and flirty to this day, stealing knowing smiles from each other, occasionally brushing up against each other.  I don’t know if the experience was planned or was spur of the moment but it was special and one I will never forget.  

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