Having been wheeled to the ward and settled in bed, time marched on. I was starting to come to terms with what was happening. Whilst I listen to the snoring, aircon and distant screeching my thoughts turn to all the things I’m missing, Swingfields, a few FAB conversations that were starting out, even (now I’d discovered my horn again) a damn good wank...and my mind started to wander.
As I was meandering through a few fantasies, I was brought round by the youngest of the ward nurses. She was brunette, 5’4”, slight of build and with a glorious smile.
“Let’s sort out your covers”, she smiled, whilst the other 5 gents, all 30 years my senior were snoring and dribbling away. I was already semi hard from my thoughts of Swingfields and as the nurse wafted my blankets above me she clocked the bulge in my hospital pyjamas.
I knew she saw, and she knew I knew. The blankets fell back on top of me and she began to smooth them down, making sure she rubbed over my lap a good number of times. She smiled, nodded and said, “I’ll have to pop back in a moment, if that’s ok with you?” As she turned and left. Oh that arse looked good.
I returned to thinking of what I could be doing in a tent in a field in Gloucestershire, and my imagination felt so vivid, almost too vivid...
My thoughts turned to someone I’d been chatting to who’d gone to the event, she was knelt at my naked lap and had gripped my thick hard cock in her hands. With a tight grip she was beating back and forth, her breasts were bulging from her themed costume and it was all I could do to stop myself from having what I could only describe as a wet dream...she cupped my balls with one hand and twisted my shaft as she wanked with the other...it was so vivid it was unreal and I felt that if I didn’t stop imagining this, I would have a messy accident in my hospital bed, so I forced my eyes open to try and focus on the old man opposite and calm down.
However, as I opened my eyes I couldn’t stop the fantasy, as it was the ward nurse who had returned, drawn the curtain and had slipped her hands under my blankets.
She was stood to my left with my cock in her hands, her lips making the shhhh shape and a wry smile on her face. My legs tensed and my arms stretched out. My left hand fell to her boob and all I could do was to grope as she continued to work my cock under the blanket.
She lent forward and kissed my lips, so my hand could grab that amazingly pert arse. She started to moan as I grabbed her but my eyes were already popping out of my skull, trying to remain silent as she was about to make me cum. She realised she’d have more work on her hands if I made a mess so slipped her head under the blanket and took my cock in her mouth...as soon as I felt her damp, wet mouth on me I pulled her harder onto me and came down the back of her throat.
She lifted her head and cleaned her lips before smiling and vowing to return later in the night to check on me.... |
