This was one of my most daring attempts and one that lives long in my memory. I received a text from a lady who was, let’s say…. very much in heat. She was keen and wet for my hands based on the stories she heard but there was one big problem – she was warded in a hospital.
Karen (again not her real name) was warded as she slightly injured her leg. She was under observation and was bored (and wet). All that waiting and free time left a lot to the imagination. She still won’t be allowed to go home for another 2 days or so.
Upon texting me, I decided share salacious details of what could go on during our massage, something she scheduled for when she discharges. It was one of the rare days where I had free time and our texting would get steamier, and steamier.
Until I had the idea: “Why wait until Karen got discharged? I’m free this afternoon and I’m gonna make her cum – right in her hospital bed.”
Visiting Hours
I left immediately and proceeded to drive to the hospital to see Karen. Disguised as a concerned friend, I checked myself in and walked towards the ward she claimed she was in.
“What if this was some elaborate prank? I don’t even know how she looks like,” I thought to myself.
There was no time for double guessing. I’ll find out soon enough.
Karen’s bed was conveniently situated at the end of the hall and I greeted her with excitement. Despite all the texts she sent me, she was calm and also perhaps a bit tired from all the medication. I gave her hand a customary kiss and proceeded to scout the area.
There were only 2 beds at this end of the ward and her neighbour has been discharged. Adjacent to her bed was a supplies room which seemed rarely visited by the staff. There was a camera nearby but it was easily blocked if we pulled the curtains.
For the most part, we were alone.
Bedside manner
Karen was a little bit on the quiet side but that didn’t mean she hid her burning desire for her loins to be touched. After some verbal foreplay, I pulled the curtains and had Karen remove her bra.
She was still in her patient-wear but her dark nipples were protruding from under the light coloured top. With the sides of the bed raised, it wasn’t going to be an easy time massaging so I improvised my massage. Today was all about going into the thick of the action.
My eager fingers tweaked her stiffening nipples while I leaned in to taste her sweet lips. Soon, we were locked deep in a passionate kiss while my hands were fully clasping and grabbing her boobs, and her hands grabbed my obvious hard-on pushing against my pants.
Things were getting spicy and we had to stop when we heard footsteps making their way to our area. I would have loved to continue the action but the thrill of getting caught was also fueling our passion. I took a nonchalant walk down the corridor just to inspect the area again.
The coast was clear.
I returned, this time to remove both Karen’s hospital pants and panties in one go. Her pussy was smooth, cleanly shaven and slightly puffy from all the attention that it was craving. We still draped the blanket over her legs in the case of a surprise visit from the nurse – and my hands followed under the blanket.
Sitting by the bed one hand crept under her shirt, the other to her yearning loins. Karen gasped as this double team rudely awakened her senses that have been dulled from days of isolation in the ward. Her nipples got a lot of attention while her clit was my first target with my fingers. The clit was slowly engorging as I rubbed and pinched it to her muted squeals.
“Not too loud my dear, you don’t want the nurses to also come in and request for a yoni massage for themselves,” I joked.
I could feel Karen’ slit moistening up as I ran my fingers around her plump labia and anus. All that wetness told me, she was ready.
Forget sliding in one finger at a time, this yearning patient would do best to get her g-spot rubbed immediately with both fingers.
She couldn’t stop moaning as she felt waves of pleasure she has never felt before.
“Have you had your g-spot played with?”
She looked at me with a begging face and shook her head. Her eyes begged for me to slow down as she tried to muffle her cries but I was not having any of that. She’s been waiting for this, and I’m going to give it to her.
Soon, the sloshing sound started coming.
“It sounds like you’re gonna cum and squirt soon,” I said.
Again, Karen begged for me to slow down. She didn’t want to wet the bed. How were we going to explain that to the hospital? She was holding back from her wet splashing orgasm and was struggling to stay quiet. She needed some extra help and a change of pace.
I pulled down my pants to my ankles and her eyes feasted on my throbbing cock. She immediately plugged her mouth with my cock, lovingly deepthroating it while I went at it again with her g-spot. By now the blanket was pulled away, her bottom was wet and exposed and her legs were wide for anyone entering the curtains to see. And I was standing by her side also getting my dick sucked. If we were caught, this would be all over the internet.
But we didn’t care. I wanted her to cum so hard for me and she was just fixated on my cock. Soon the signs were there, her pussy started tensing up, and Karen started to suck harder and her breath was fast and short. She was on the verge and I was not going to pull out. I quickened the “come hither” motion of my fingers on her g-spot.
Her body froze and so did her breathing and sucking for a second. But almost instantly, her hips convulsed as her wet pussy tightened and sucked my fingers up further into deep pussy as she earned the orgasm she craved. We both relaxed as her body calmed down from the sensations, with my cock still in her mouth.
I was not done with her yet.
Giving her a taste of my medicine
“Lay on your side and move a bit closer to the side of the bed,” I told her. Her butt and thighs were at the edge of the bed as I moved to place my cock on the crest of her labia. It was so wet, and beckoned longingly to be filled. With my pants still at my ankles, I awkwardly climbed the edge of the bed and thrusted deep into that pussy.
She gasped and so did I. This was crazy. Nurses were walking up and down the ward and we only had a thin sheet of curtain separating them from the action.
I started with some slow but deep thrusts to test how squeaky the bed was. Karen also had half her face into the pillow to stifle any screams. To my delight, the cushions on the mattress were pretty quiet.
I kicked off my pants entirely and climbed the bed, eager to go even deeper into her pussy. I was totally on her – my hip grinding her ass, my right hand grabbing her hip, my left choking her neck while I was kissing her face passionately.
Every thrust was exciting and edging me to cum from the excitement and dare. It was all me, making use of her body while she received my cock to the hilt.
“Please cum in me, I need your cum,” she moaned. I couldn’t possibly do so. It was just too dangerous though the idea of my cum staining her panties and hospital garb was intoxicating. I pulled out and squirted all over the ass, my orgasm feeling like an endless stream of cum pushing out of my body. It made a mess all over her ass.
We both collapsed, from the sheer anxiety and excitement of our hospital tryst. I cleaned her ass up with multiple wipes of the bedside tissues and put on our clothes for the both of us.
Just minutes later, an older nurse pulled back our curtains to check in on her.
“How are you feeling today miss? I got news that you can be discharged tomorrow,” she said.
We were only minutes from getting exposed though I don’t know if she could tell from the way Karen’s face was showing a post coital flush. She gave us an odd stare but left us be after her check in. Karen and I shared how insane it was that we did what we did. Perhaps that actual yoni massage we planned for won’t nearly be as exciting.
But that was ok. Because at the end of the day, this doctor did his job and his patient was left feeling better almost immediately.