Not a Lipstick Lesbian- The Nurse [MF]

The Nurse

The beginning

“Well if I get the fuckin’ fanstastic title then I am going to keep working at the naughty. Maybe throw in some selfish and wicked … but in my “sweet” way. ;) ”

Her reply to me after we had re-engaged in the summer in 2014.

June 2012

She had hit on my Ashley-Madison profile right away, within a few days of me posting it. I said that I had been re-reading her profile, as I had seen she read mine, and waited, wanting to reply. She wrote right back. She was looking for an older man, interviewed some, but no one had appealed to her yet.

We were both looking for something we needed, and not getting it in our mate. 

We exchanged a bunch of emails that first week. She was attached, married. I was separated. In her second email, she told me she was a lesbian, well, bi-sexual, married to her “Mrs” as she referred to her wife. She wanted sex with a man, an older, experienced man. Did I have a problem with that? She’d wait to see if I replied before she would want to talk more or meet.

No, not at all. No problem. To some men, it might be a real fantasy-turn-on. Fuck a lesbian? Here I am, a well experienced man, that a lesbian wants a hot, torrid affair with? Yeah, man. But you know, I really didn’t look at it that way. Yes, I was intrigued; the why’s, what does she want, what will she want to do? (She never did tell me all directly what she and her Mrs. did together.)

I wanted passionate, erotic, sensuous, hot, kinky sex. She told me when her wife turned 40, the “Mrs” lost interest in sex, and that now, she was horny all the time. She was the dominant one in her relationship, but didn’t want to continue that way, and her Mrs, some 5 years older than her now at 43, wasn’t interested in sex anymore. She was 37 when we met, I was 55.

She used to slip off her wedding ring after she came in and set her things down.

I had sent her a list of questions, what she’d like, what I like, what did she want. She answered them all very well, positively, no shirking. She didn’t want to use condoms; she was not fertile, no periods. It was OK if I wanted condoms, but she didn’t. Great. Hated them. Loved the bare-feeling of my cock in her pussy and ass too much anyway. In her second email, she told me too, she wanted to be ‘anally penetrated’, wanted to experience this. Well, that got my attention. I love to teach and show women good, anal sex. Turns out it took a while before it actually happened, but as she said, she had a ‘tight ass’. She liked it played with, no question, licking her asshole, fingering it, probing her ass. She did mine also. We used some toys on each other as she did admit to me she and the ‘Mrs’ used some. I had a string of anal beads, a silicone double-dildo and a vibrating butt plug. We used them all, eventually. She loved the double dildo in her pussy and the other end in my ass. She like to fuck me. Turned out she was well experienced in massaging a man’s prostate, which I love. I had asked her about rimming, and she replied, ‘Absolutely’, so, she was into it. She was always, always, very clean, fresh, pussy and ass.

She wasn’t a lipstick lesbian by any means, very plain, very short, black, stiff hair, 160, 5′-4, 34B. If I had to describe her further, I would say that she reminds me a lot of k.d. lang. OK, not a real beauty, but that’s not all where the attraction was. We talked and laughed a lot in bed, and she had a delightful set of small dimples on the tops of her cheeks that would appear way too seldom. We usually spent hours together, from 2 to 6 at times.

She is a nurse, working for Regions. She worked shift hours, and at times, this was very good, as she could break away at different times during the day to come see me. We had some memorable ‘nooners’ this way, usually lasting a few hours. In the beginning, she’d come by after her late shift a few times, but that really didn’t work out.

She wanted a strictly ‘FWB-NSA’ situation, with not much other interaction. I was OK with this, and I certainly was not interested in anything involved, nor was I interested in falling for her. She remained very discreet with me regarding her personal life. Yes, she shared some details, but not a lot. I did eventually get comfortable with her, she told me of her wife, a nurse also, working for the county, their full names, where they lived, worked, etc. The were very active in the LGBMT lifestyle I nMinneapolis, still are. I just wanted the passions and the eroticism and kink that came from close, intimate, very personal contact. I wanted these old feelings back. I wanted to please a woman, and have her give me pleasure, like no one else has. She did this, we did it together, we did it all.

We first met for lunch, to check each other out. We chatted, flirted some, agreed then to meet that Saturday. When we left, I told her ‘I think we’re going to have a great time together.’ 

She dropped by late Saturday afternoon. I had to meet her at the door, as its a security lock, and nope, ‘buzz’ in either. We walked up the stairs, me first, I opened the door, walked in, and she threw herself into my arms, kissing me, grabbing me. Her hands went to my pants, pulling my belt open, then the button on my jeans. I shut the door.  She dropped my pants, underwear and fished out my cock, hardening quickly. She pushed me back so that I was up against the wall. My cock was near her chin and she engulfed it right away. She slurped it quickly and I got rock-hard. She pushed it deep in her mouth, swirled her tongue around my dick-head. Now, I hadn’t had good head like this for some time. We were both horny and I wasn’t sure I could hold it and I’d cum in her mouth right here. I pulled her up, off me. She said, “I couldn’t wait to do that, OMG, I’ve been so wet all day.” I wanted to fuck her and she wanted to be fucked. This would work well with us later. She grabbed her legs, and spread them wide, “Fuck me, fuck me now.” I didn’t hesitate and plunged into her all the way. We ended up with her on her knees and screaming loudly, “Fuck me, Fuck me hard.” This was the start of 2 years of sex.

I loved her pussy! She had a big clit, and it grew and stuck out when she was aroused. She had short, black, tight pussy hair. Turns out, she absolutely loved to have her pussy and clit licked, tongue-fucked, and also to have her g-spot massaged at the same time. A lot of times, my little finger, sometimes two, up her ass. This was a lot of our sex for the next 2 years. When I wanted her to cum, and cum hard, I simply dropped my face down between her legs,  sometimes pushed them back, spread her pussy lips, and licked in, all over.

She’d moan nicely, grab my head at times, and spread her legs more for me. She made a set of comments to me about that at one point, saying what I do to her, that she automatically wanted to lie back and spread her legs for me. She did talk sexy and kinky with me some, but not enough. She rarely came while I was fucking her, maybe twice, once we came together.

Her big clit stuck out well when I sucked on it. I loved it, loved to finger and lick her.

She’d shudder, spasm and writhe in bed when I did this, building up her orgasms. She’d fist the sheets, hold on. When she’d cum, she’d explode and scream out, “Yes, that’s it, that’s it!, Ahhhh!”. She could cum for 30-40 seconds or more. Doesn’t seem like a lot, but when she’s grinding her pussy in your face…I got goose-bumps writing this in remembrance. Over the months, she got into a very comfortable position with me. I’d usually be between her legs, scrunched down, but more having my knees up and bent. She’d get so that she’d rest her ankles against my thighs, bend her legs and knees, and use that for leverage. She’d push back against me this way. I could always tell when she was settling in for a good cum when she did this. Yeah, it took some time, 15-20 minutes at a time, but, wow, could she cum. I’d lick her some, and she’d wiggle her ass and hips, and then I’d introduce one, then two fingers, in her pussy, hot, wet, dripping at times. One time on the couch, I had her up on her knees, and I was licking her pussy, fingering her, two, then three fingers in her from the rear, and her juices were literally running down my arm. Loved that always.

But lying between her legs was the best. Sometimes, I’d reach under her legs, push them back so she’d stick her ass and pussy out more. Times, she’d grab her legs, hold them spread, as I licked her clit and pussy. It was easy then to slip down to her perineum, then too, right into her asshole. I know she liked this, and yeah, there were a few times she gasped when I licked her, tongued her ass. Loved to lick around her rosebud, then push my tongue in, hard, deep as I could.

A few times she did open her ass well, and I tongued in more, deeper. I loved doing this, and did it as much as I could with her. This would then usually work her up well, and my fingers were wet enough, that I could pretty easily insert my finger or two in her ass. When she really opened up, my middle finger would be all the way in her ass, with my palm on her butt.

But fingers in her pussy were great, the best for her. 2 hard, fingers on her g-spot, it was rough skin, I could feel it, rubbed her back and forth, up and down.

Licking her clit, then up to 3 fingers in her pussy, palm up, fingers pressed in hard on her g-spot. Very hard, curled around, pushing in, then too, back and forth. One time, right at the end, I was doing this so hard, she was so wet, she’d puddle in the middle of my hand.

She loved to suck me also, on my back, my head propped up so I could watch her. She always looked into my eyes, smiled and she’d devour me. She had some very good oral skills, working my cock-head and frenulum well, ’till I’d blast in her mouth. She’d moan and suck, and drive me crazy. She loved to give me ‘cummy kisses’ then too.

She very much liked to rim me and stroke my cock. She loved to play with my cock, hard or soft. She rake her nails on my dick, bite my dick head, scrape here teeth on my dick and shaft and then give the softest blow jobs.

Oh and, she did like to get fucked also. She was very responsive with me. Some of the best, was simply working her up, hot and wet, fingering her, then easily rubbing the head of my cock in her pussy. Usually this elicited a small moan, a wide-open mouth, and she’d flare open, and I’d ease in. There was one time when she just grabbed my ass, pulled me in her mostly dry. She said she liked to do that at times. Oh, but that feeling of warm, wet pussy on my cock, her gasping, tight, mmmmm, always a turn-on. There were times too, when I liked to roll on my back, grab her, bring her to me, roll her on top of me. I know I said a few times for her to grind on me, rub her pussy on my cock. She did this a few times too by herself, as she liked to tease almost as much as I did. She’d slide back and forth, wetting me, rubbing my cock, and then arch her hips some to slide down on me, as my cock fully entered her pussy. Doggie-style was the best, for us both. Loved her on her knees, fucking away. After some great pussy-licking, I’d love to then stand at the end of the bed, grab her legs, pull her to the corner. I’d position her ass right at the corner, then push her legs back, and fuck her hard and deep, using my legs to leverage in her. I loved to fuck her like this, very hot, very sexy, and she’d always then say, ‘Fuck me, yes, fuck me hard, deep’ I loved it when she’d call out like that. She was very vocal that way.

We did finally get into anal sex. As I said, she had a tight ass that only really opened up after a lot of play. We tried a few positions, her on her back, her on top, but the one that worked was her on her side, me behind her. I’d lift her one leg and slide my cock along her crack, wetting it from her pussy to asshole. Mind you, this was after a lot of oral sex, her on me, me on her. Lots of rimming thrown in. I did use some Astroglide, had it ready. I always have lube nearby. After some fingers in her ass, lots of slitty runs, she turned her ass to me, my wet cock-head at her rosebud. A combination of me pushing and her pushing back, opened her ass finally to my cock. She gasped a bit, held my cock firm, then pushed back more unit I popped past her sphincter. Her first words, ‘Oh, it does feel good!’ That day I got just about all in her, moving slowly back and forth. Funny about anal sex from a guys perspective. A sphincter is tight on your cock in one area only, but the inside of an ass, her rectum, is very open, not like a pussy to grab you along your whole length. When I did get into her ass, I wasn’t getting as much direct pressure on my cock-head as she was getting in her ass. The first time, I didn’t cum in her. A few times later, she told me she wanted me to open her ass so I could fuck her ass as hard as I fucked her pussy. We eventually did, and yes, I did fuck her ass hard, which she loved and I did cum up her ass a bunch, but that was short lived, much to my chagrin.

We only really talked and communicated thru email. Oh, and yes, in bed. Yes, we exchanged numbers, but she told me right away, she didn’t like to talk on the phone. Oh, we’d text some, not a lot. Again, she didn’t seem to like that. She had a ‘pay-as-you-go’ phone, TrackFone or something. OK, no big deal. As she was working odd shifts, she’d usually send me her schedule, out weeks. I’d suggest times when she could come by, but again, this was on her schedule. A bit odd and frustrating at times, when *I* wanted to fuck or lick her. At the least, I could leave her v-mails, again, usually late at night, so she’d get the message as she drove home after 11 from the late shift. Sometimes I’d try to be funny, sexy, erotic, tell her how much I had enjoyed her that day, or the previous day. She’d always comment on them, tell me she liked to hear them, told me she liked my voice, my sexiness with her. She never once returned the favor. Don’t know why.

In the height of it all, we were emailing a lot, daily, multiple times during the day.

We only got together at my place, on her terms, when she wanted to, which was usually once a week, and usually for about 2-5 hours, sometimes a lot more. I loved to spend the time with her, more so than with anyone else.

Yes, she could make me cum 3-4 times also. She was very through.

Some of the best memories I have of us together were early on Saturday mornings, 9-2 or more, in winter, when the sun would blaze in through the 3 windows I had. We’d get so warm, I needed to open the windows in the winter. The sun would cascade on us in bed, so warm, sexy then too, under the covers.

We only got together for sex, rarely anything else. A few times we’d meet at the local pub, share a glass of wine, or a few times, lunch.

I always provided a clean, quiet place for us, clean sheets, washed usually the night before, clean towels, always a clean bathroom.

Oh and yes, we always showered together, always. I really understood about keeping it discreet, and she wanted to be as clean as possible to go home. Wash off any residuals, stray hairs. The shower was a place to play also. She brought her own brand of soap, loved to soap my cock, reach around me from behind and jack me off, while fingering my ass. I loved the feeling. I’d play with her pussy and ass too, but I tried not to get soap everywhere. We did like washing each other, and the last time we were together, she wiggled her finger in my ass, then 2, with promises of more things to come that way. That sorta surprised me, as that day was filled with a lot of sex. I had thought we were on the right track again, getting frisky, hot, erotic with each other. I used to tell her, and I’d smirk a bit doing so, that I was happy to send her home to her wife, with my cum in her belly, pussy and ass, even though she was squeaky-clean on the outside.

She had broken it off, right before the holidays, late in 2013. She wanted to regain her ‘integrity’ as she put it, by recommitting to her wife. I understand this, and can respect it. I know she was stressed at this time also. She was/is going through a big set of changes in her life, wanting more from her career, wanting to change paths, and wanting way more from her personal life, and not getting anything, except from me. I thought about that some. From what she said, I knew that I fulfilled her needs, a lot. She told me a number of times that I gave her the best orgasms of her life.

She did give me one big send-off, after she emailed me then wanting ‘one last time’ together. She came over about 10 that morning, and stayed late in the evening. We fucked and sucked for hours, showered, talked, fucked some more. She deleted her email account that night after that.

So, OK, nothing, no contact then for like 6 months.

Literally, the first of June, 2014, I’m out having a glass of wine, and I get a text-message from her. ‘Miss how you make me cum’ was all she said. We texted a bit that night, flirted. She said she was tired of being a ‘good girl’. She sent me a new email address. She wanted to fuck me all summer. I was curious as to why she was contacting me now. She told me at the beginning of last year, that she wanted to renew things with her wife, and she wanted to end our relationship. I couldn’t really argue with that, disappointed, yes, extremely.

I told her then that last January, I’d never find another woman like her. She looked puzzled, and it’s simply true. I’ll be 57 now, and I get looked at differently. My age group wants ‘soul-mates’ and ‘long walks on the beach’. The AM crowd doesn’t looking for an older man. Perhaps that’s part of the reason I would have liked to have continued longer with her, again for this past summer. I’ve been patient, and I know she appreciated that.

She clearly didn’t want to talk now at all, nothing, to the point of breaking things off again here. We sent some emails back and forth, where we both then stated all we (I too) wanted was to have hot sex this summer.

She told me of her plans to leave town in early fall, right after our first GTG. Her career was changing, and she was exploring options. I never did talk to her about much else, as we only got together 3 times before the end of June. We did still talk a bit about both wanting to get our needs met. I guess right now that is all she wanted, but she was troubled, it was clear to see and hear. All I wanted was a hot summer, as things would be changing for me also by fall of 2013.

I think it affected her more, when she couldn’t get what she wanted from her wife, only to find it with me. I don’t think she really wrapped her head fully around that, or then, maybe she did, and couldn’t handle it. She was pretty tight with her feelings and emotions, except when they all came out during sex. Then she was all over me, passionate, frisky, kinky, expressive, submissive.

She was sexually fantastic, yes.

After that first time back together with her, I had really thought then this past summer was going to be a hot one. It didn’t happen. I was very disappointed, as I had planned to really be aggressive with her, fuck her hard, especially in her ass, and leave her drained every time. I know it was gonna be the last time I’d see her, probably ever.

We got together in late June, a hot day, outside and inside. I wrote extensively about that day. After that day, I never heard from her again, as she deleted her email account, yet again, no text replies.

Many times, we’d be lying together after a hot session, panting, sweating, holding each other. She said once, “Where’d you learn to fuck like that?” I just smiled, kissed her passionately, held her close, and start licking her all over, up and down again.

For two years, we had the best sex of our lives, and yes, I miss it.

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