Where it happened: Hospital room
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Well, you have already read about the “preparation” for my right shoulder surgery,in Part I. In Part II I will tell you “the rest of the story.”
The operation on my right rotator cuff went O.K. I was in considerable pain following the surgery, and was told by the doctor that I’d have to stay in the hospital for a few days. I guess they wanted to make sure that no infection set in. My right shoulder was heavily bandaged and my right arm was in a sling,when I woke up. After day two, they took off the bandage, but the sling stayed on. Then they started me in on some arm-shoulder therapy twice daily. That was really painful. The rest of the time I just laid in bed and watched TV. That was pretty boring. As for meals, you could order what you wanted, but the food wasn’t really that great.
I could get up by myself and walk around the hallways, and go to the bathroom without any assistance. But, all in all,the time between therapy sessions was pretty boring.
I did have a few visitors — my Mom and Dad, some of my football team buddies, and the coach all came to see me, and that helped pass the time. It was usually “lights out” around 9:00 P.M., but we could still watch TV. They had cable, but even with that there were not too many interesting programs to watch.
I was in a double room, with two beds for two patients, but all the while I was in the hospital they never put in anyone else next to me.
The night before I was to be discharged, it was after 10:00 P.M.and I was watching some boring talk show on TV. The room was quite dark, but the door was open, and I could see light out in the hallway. Things were pretty quiet, however. All at once someone entered my room, and to my surprise it was the same girl that had taken my blood pressure and blood, and done the rest of my “pre-op.” I had not seen her since that great love session she had a few days before.
I said “Hi,what are you during here?” “Well,” she said, “I am working nights this week, and it is time for your pain pill.” She had it in a little paper cup, and she sat down on the bed and gave it to me, with a cup of water. “How’s the shoulder doing?” she said. I explained that it was doing O.K., but that I was still very sore, and that the therapy sessions were really painful. “That’s to be expected,” she replied. “It usually takes several weeks for a shoulder injury like that to get half-way back to normal.” I had already been told that by the therapy people.
Then she kind of leaned over and whispered in my ear, “How’s your totem pole doing?” Well, I was kind of surprised to hear that because I figured I’d never see this girl again, but there she was, this lovely creature that had given me that absolutely sensational blow-job, seated on my bed. She started to rub my groin areaunder the sheet with her hand, which sort of made my penis come to life again. The more she rubbed the higher that “totem pole” was rising. Once again, all I had on under the sheet was my dressing gown, and both were now forming a great big circus tent! “Gene,” she whispered softly again, “why don’t we see if we can help that sleeping pill a bit and give you some relief from that shoulder pain for awhile. I know a terrific therapy session that I think will help.”
With that she walked over and closed the door and pulled the bed curtain all around. She then slowly took off her uniform,then her shoes and sox, then her bra, and finally her panties. It was actually sort of a sensuous strip tease that she did for me. Her body looked absolutely delicious. Perfectly formed. Wonderful tits,not too large, nice nipples, and pubic hair around her vagina shaved in the shape of a heart! “WOW,” I said, how did you manage to do that?” I said. “My boyfriend helped me with it,” she said. “We were fooling around on Valentine’s Day this year,and we thought it might look neat. So, I’ve kept it that way. It takes a little work, but it looks real nice, don’t you think?” “Of course,” I gulped, not knowing what else to say.
By this time my “Totem Pole” was at full hiegth again.
She then pulled back the sheet on my bed and helped me off with my gown. “I want to see all of you this time” she said. Being a football player, I did have a nice athletic build — 180 lbs and no flab at all. “You’re absolutely beautiful,”she said, “Every bit as nice as my boyfriend. Maybe a little nicer.” She then crawled in bed, on top of me, and began kissing the nipples on my chest, and sort of swirling her tongue around them. She was pressed real hard against me, with her tits against me and her bush rubbing up and down against my raging hard-on. Then she began french kissing me on the mouth, and her tongue did some fantasic things inside my mouth. We were really getting into the swing of things, and I was enjoying every minute, but it was somewhat awkward with the sling on my right arm.I couldn’t really hug her like I wanted to. I did the best I could with my left arm, rubbing her back and her nicely formed ass,as she continued to press into me. We did this sort of naked skin-against-skin thing for about ten minutes, and then she sort of satback on her knees, and leaned over me, and once again, began kissing me all over, from my chest niples to my chest, then lower into my abdomen, then all around my upper legs in the groin area. She just kissed and licked to her hearts content, and all the while her face is sort of rubbing against old Mr. “Totem Pole,” and he can hardly stand it any longer.
Then, she said, “Gene, I know you had a great blow job the other day, have you ever had REAL SEX?” “No,” I replied,” “I have fooled around quite a bit, but the other day was the first ‘blow-job I ever had- honest to God – and I sure never have had sex before.”
“Well, you’re just going to love this,” she replied. And with that she raised up, opened the lips to her vagina a bit, inserted the head of my penis, and sat down, taking me gently all the way into her body. I looked down and Mr. “Totem Pole” was all the way in the opening in that heart-shapped bush! We seemed to fit together just perfectly. The walls of her vagina were wrapped tightly around my penis, and as she began to ride up and down, the sensation was like nothing I had evver imaged. She started slowly, and then kept going faster and faster, pushing her body further and further into mine. I then began arching my pelvis into her so that I could feel her even more. The tip of my penis seemed to be hitting against a fleshy wall inside her body and it fellt simply wonderful!
It didn’t take long before I was pumping love cream into her in large spurts — three, four, five, maybe six times.
“Yes, yes, yes, Gene, I love it,”she whispered, keep it coming. If this is your first fuck let’s make it a good one.”We kept undulating together, rythmically until the bed began to squeak, but we were throwing caution to the wind, and just kept on FUCKING EACH OTHER like there was no tomorrow. We must have gone on for about a half hour or more. Maybe closer to 45 minutes.
When we were both exhausted and I had no more love juice in me to give her, she just collapsed again on my body, and started kissing me all over again. “You know,” she said, “that was one of the best fucks I have ever had, Gene. My boyfriend is good, and I do love him inside me, but he’s got nothing on you.” I really didn’t know what to say, so I just kept caressing her ass with my left hand, and returning her kisses. “It was great for me, too,” I said, “I never thought my first time would be like this. I have dreamed and fantasized how it might happen some day, but never in my wildest dreams did I ever expect something like this. You know Karen,” I said, “You are one fantastic piece of ass!” (I had found out her name was Karen by the little name tag on her uniform).
After lying on top of me for awhile more, she said, “Well, I’ve got to get back to work now.” and began dressing again — first her bra, then her panties, then her nice trim uniform and finally her shoes and sox. Before leaving, she helped me get back into my hospital gown again, and covered me with my sheet. Then she leaned over and gave me another big kiss, and whispered in my ear. “Gene, I really loved that. I really did, you are one great lover. Don’t take this wrong, but I sure hope you get sick again someday and come back here so I can take care of you.” I slept well that night, and had pleasant dreams.
The next day, I went home, and never saw her again. I did however see her weddng picture in the paper a few months later. Her husband was a real handsome guy. I know from personal experience that he is one happy fellow!
But I often wonder, these three years later,whether she is still trimming the hair around her love tunnel in the shape of a heart. In all of the girls I have had sex with since, I have never seen anything like that again.
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