Archive-name: Samesex/hospital.txt
Archive-author: J.D.
Archive-title: In hospital
Hello friends and fellow bbs addicts!
I never thought that I would be so happy to make my fingers ache
at the keyboard, but after my recent trip to Ca., I will probably type
until I drop.
I was in Santa Cruz when the quake hit and got a broken leg and a
slight concussion and have been in hospital for longer than I care to
be. Having travelled much of my life and had my own way, it was very
difficult to be 'tied' to the bed for such a long time.
I remember {hazily} the rescue squad coming in and dragging Sherry
and me out of the building {after covering us with blankets} through
the window. I must have been in shock or something because it struck
me as hilarious that we were on the first floor. {Before the quake, we
were on the third floor.} Sherry fared better than I, only getting
minor contusions, and visited me daily. I suppose we can make rude and
offensive comments about it now, but it was quite scary for the first
week.
I hate being out of communications with people and apologize for
not having Sherry pass along a message, but I refuse to share my access
codes with anyone. Also, Sherry leaves a lot to be desired in the
typing department; her talents lie elsewhere. I have had a LOT of time
to remember some of the significant events in my life and will start
writing them down as soon as I wade through the month or so of
unfinished business. Hopefully, my hospital experience will tide you
over until I can upload something more interesting.
About the third week in hospital, Sherry came to visit and we
decided that the hospital was one location that we hadn't experimented
with sexually. My roommate had been discharged earlier in the day {a
woman I can only describe as a shrew. I'm not surprised that her
husband rarely visited her} and we had the room to ourselves. I can
assure you that sex in traction is not my favorite, but I let my mind
play on my bondage fantasies and Sherry was quite accomodating about
playing the mistress although our roles are usually the reverse.
After a few minutes chastising me for being careless, she promised
to make me beg to come. She started by fluffing my pillows to make me
as comfortable as possible {a little out of the character} and proceded
to lift my johnny until my finer assets were completely exposed. Then
she teased me by slowly caressing all but the important parts. After a
few minutes, I was ready for some serious sex and begged her to either
finger-fuck or eat me. Sherry was plesant enough to do both, starting
slowly to lick my lips and clit until I was wet enough for penetration.
After inserting a finger and beginning a slow in and out motion, she
took my clit in her lips and started licking it at the same speed as
her finger motions. I couldn't help but moan as she slowly increased
her speed. It was very erotic to know that anyone could walk around
the curtain without any advance notice and that helped me to come
several times. Sherry had unbuttoned her blouse and was presenting one
of her glorious tits, when we were interrupted by a candy striper. She
was obviously as embarrassed as we were and mentioned that they could
hear me at the nurses' station and weren't sure why I had been moaning.
The teenager then stated that she had been intrigued by my
baldness and wasn't sure {until now} why I shaved. Although Sherry and
I tried to convince her that she should join us, she was not sure that
she was ready for girl-girl sex, although she was willing to admit that
it turned her on. After a few more minutes conversation, Sherry's hand
in my crotch the entire time, Tammy went to let the nurses know that
there was no problem and that she would help bathe me, she returned.
By now, I was trying to position myself to play with Sherry and still
keep her boob in my mouth, while she kept alternating between one, two
and three fingers in my cunt. Tammy removed her panties and sat in one
of the chairs, lifting her leg over the arm. Although she wasnt' sure
about the joys of lesbian sex, she certainly had no qualms about either
voyeurism or masturbation. I was not in a position to see her, but
from her moans, I could tell that she was enjoying herself with her
fingers as Sherry and I came.
Sherry then moved to put her head between my legs and suck my
pussy in earnest and I could see Tammy, rapidly fingering her clit and
trying to stiffle her moans. Her hospital attire had now risen to her
waist and I could see the light fluffy hair around her cunt. I wished
that she would have joined us, but I'm not sure at this point whether
or not she was 'legal'. The combination of Sherry's mouth and Tammy's
fingers caused me to come again and again, and I had to cover my mouth
with the covers lest we encourage more intruders. In my mind, I can
still see the sparkles made by the bed lights running across her pussy
juices as she became wetter and wetter.
I finally pushed Sherry's hands away, something I would never do
had I not tired easily from my lack of activity, Tammy was pulling up
her panties and rearranging her gown. I told her that I enjoyed her
self-help routine and would appreciate a visit whenever she felt the
urge. She came to the side of the bed and we talked about how
different it was with Sherry and I as opposed to the boys she had dated
and I explained the reasons for the difference. {OPINION: Sex for
women is an adjunct to emotions whereas for men, it is a purely
physical act.} After seeing Sherry and me in action, Tammy decided
that she would probably have to try our style at some point, but didn't
think it would be her preference. Also, she had enough professionalism
to realize that sex with a patient was not the best of situations.
Unfortunately, Tammy never repeated her performance, although she
visited frequently and had many questions for me. I intended to kiss
and hug her when I was released, in hopes of establishing some contact
after, but she was nowhere to be seen when I left.
As I mentioned earlier, I spent a lot of time reminiscing about my
life {sex is certainly a big part of it} and will try to upload more of
my experiences soon. I guess the most interesting story was one that
Sherry mentioned. I had forgotten all about running into some druggies
in the mountains and having to fuck our way to freedom, but that'
another story.
J. D.
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